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Chapter 130
Driving aimlessly, corny Cantonese songs played on the car stereo. Zijin rarely drives. These are the treasures that the driver puts in the car. He never tires of hearing them. It's not that she doesn't like to drive, but... she doesn't know how to drive. Liang Xinyi can drive the car to 120 mph on the congested Second Ring Road with her hands and feet intact, but she drives a 40 mph car and stumbles around like an old drunk.
Driving to a small road and waiting for the light to turn green, a luxury car parked in front of her. Two men inside accidentally turned around and saw her. The first one whispered with his eyes wide open and smiled obscenely. I was already in a bad mood, and seeing someone making fun of me so blatantly made me even more depressed. I stepped on the accelerator and ran through the red light out of anger.
In fact, she completely misunderstood the meaning of the two soy sauce men. Their conversation went like this:
"Wow, look! That woman is so stunning!"
Another: "Yeah, this stunning beauty drives a Bentayga, right? It's the first time I've seen this model..."
Facts have proved that Zijin was inferior to driving a car.
After running a red light, Zijin regretted it. He was in a daze for a while, thinking that the six points were gone.
Perhaps he was feeling too lonely and depressed, and deep down he longed for a steamy place to vent, so Zijin unknowingly drove the car to a dance training club. This club was opened by her dance partner when she was a child. Its students mainly catered to dignitaries and wealthy ladies. She got her to become a shareholder a few years ago, and now she has quietly opened more than ten branches. It can be said that it is very popular in Beijing. It's a little famous. Her dance partner had invited her to give guest lectures many times, but she always excused herself by saying she didn't have time. This was her first visit today.
I parked the car and called my dance partner. As soon as the partner heard that Mr. Weng was coming, he drove over in an off-road vehicle. "Oh, there are so few visitors. It turns out that even if you don't come, you won't come. I'm desperate. Today, you came unexpectedly. Everyone was stunned when I received your call." Zijin said, feeling embarrassed: "I'm like this The Three-Legged Cat Kung Fu, I was afraid of misleading others, so I didn’t come here to show off my embarrassment.”
The dance partner burst out laughing: "Your eight circles of Rice and Kneespin have been included in the textbook, and no one can break them so far. You are still so humble with me! By the way, how come you were discharged from the hospital so quickly and took your two babies home?" "When Zi Jin was hospitalized, he was also a frequent visitor, especially since he was in his late 30s and had never married a wife. When he saw the two pink babies holding their fingers in their mouths, his heart melted and he kept hugging them.
The two of them walked into the club as they talked. The dance partner pointed to the logo on the door and said: "This is the main campus, which mainly teaches Latin and modern. Street dance is taught only in the west of the city and in the south of the city." Although it is a high-end dance club, the relationship is still between teacher and students, so he is naturally attracted by the teachers and students. Call him principal.
Flicking through the teaching brochure, Zi Jin said: "I skipped Latin for a while and felt it wasn't suitable. You can try Modern."
The dance partner was surprised and said: "You are definitely suitable for learning modern, and I have just invited an ace teacher from the dance academy to teach. But I invited you here to teach dance..." Zijin shook his head: "I am too old to dance. Okay. Just talking about kneepins, the knees can bear at most 40 to 50% of the body weight."
"But why do I see you becoming lighter and lighter?" Wu Ba touched his chin and looked at him with his eyes: "Don't tell me, although you are wearing a fashionable dress today, it still can't hide your graceful appearance, Mr. Weng. You can completely control it. It's a modern and elegant dance. You are a shareholder, and you don't get paid to learn." When it came to dancing, Zijin became interested and temporarily put his worries behind him, "Take me to see your ace first. teacher."
The dance partner checked her watch and said, "Come on, she took leave today and will be late. Today is a physical fitness class." Just then, the car at the door rumbled and roared to a stop, but it was a big red Trident.
An arm is exposed first from the driver's seat. It has even bones and flesh, graceful arcs, and one hand is as clear as jade. People couldn't take their eyes away when they saw the man getting out of the car. His long fiery red hair exuded a charm and charm that could not be concealed. When he raised his hands and feet, a kind of hidden charm in his bones came out, which was full of unconscious enchantment.
It's not that monster Liang Xinyi. This man was so powerful that the woman who was waiting for him to come down from the other side immediately bowed her head and listened to him. When Su Qianyan came down, she saw Zijin next to the principal, and her eyes widened in surprise. Liang Xinyi also turned her head, and the two looked at each other...
"Why are you here?" Liang Xinyi raised her chin and asked. Zijin didn't answer, but looked at Su Qianyan, "I'm here to sign up to learn how to dance."
Su Qianyan was even more surprised and looked straight at the principal. The principal nodded and said, "Mr. Weng is a shareholder of our club. Teacher Qianqian, you have to teach me well." Then he turned to Zijin and said jokingly: "Master Weng, are you sure you want to change your ways?"
Zijin saw Liang Xinyi squinting dangerously, and felt funny in his heart. But soon, she made up her mind. She imitated her dance partner and said, "I wonder if Teacher Qianqian is willing to accept me?"
How could Su Qianyan dare to accept this great master? Although his dance styles were different, he had somewhat heard of Weng Zijin's style in the hip-hop world. Of course, this was mostly due to the principal's lively chatting about him. I came here to teach dance, and I came here with the mentality of not working behind closed doors in the academy and connecting with the outside world, so I focused on listening to his anecdotes about other dances.
Before Su Qianyan could answer, Liang Xinyi couldn't hold it in any longer and said first, "I say, Miss Weng, why are you dancing here if you are not at home to nurse your child?"
Normally, the two of them would bicker with each other, but today Zi Jin was out of breath, and what he said was a source of water. The words are hard to hear and the water is hard to collect. But the water only wetted his body and clothes, but every word he said touched his heart. No matter how angry he was, Zijin's face remained calm as usual.
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