Wearing Books and Fake Daughters To Seek Offline

　　 For the students of the dance academy, skills are something that is easy to come by, and basically every student will have some good skills. After seeing Han Xingzhen's flexibility, the little teacher taught her more skills.

　　Practicing skills, no, to be precise, dancing, falling and beating are normal. In less than an hour, Han Xingzhen is not only sweating, but she feels that her calf may have been bruised.

　　 What surprised Han Xingjing. Although this teacher specializes in modern dance and folk dance, she has been involved in many other dance types, and the level is not low.

　　Han Xingzhen never stubbornly praised, and talked in the middle of the break, Han Xingzhen couldn't hold back one by one, rainbow farts one after another.

　　 "Wow, Teacher Xiaoxing, you are too good, I didn't expect to be able to ballet."

　　 The dance teacher is called Zhao Xing, who has a very good personality and is of the same age. Han Xingzhen naturally calls him Xiaoxing teacher.

　　 "Actually, I learned ballet and clan dance since I was a kid. Later, ballet really hurt people. When I went to college, I chose clan dance and modern dance."

　　 "But you actually know how to dance jazz and Latin. You can't dance without you."

　　 Zhao Xing smiled shyly, "Our classmates have all the specialties, and our courses will also learn, and it is impossible to engage in activities and you will always dance the same kind of dance as your speciality."

　　 "If you want to learn, I can teach you, you still have a good foundation."

　　 Han Xingxian repeatedly thanked him, "That's great, don't think I'm stupid."

　　 "No, let's continue after we rest. Your physical fitness is not very good. You may have pain in your body tomorrow. From the day after tomorrow, you should take some time to exercise. You can dance or run."

　　 Han Xingyan nodded.

　　 "Your current physical strength can't cope with a complete dance song."

　　 This is the truth, I really can’t cope with it. According to my current physical strength, a song jumps down, either the sound is unstable in the later stage or the movement is deformed.

　　 The two-and-a-half-hour dance class was over at half past nine, so Han Xingzhen hurried to school after changing his clothes.

　　 Tu Ruan left her a working meal for dinner, and added heat to her in the pantry while she was changing clothes.

　　 Coincidentally, I met Jia Yuanyuan again. This time it was at the school gate. Just as Jia Yuanyuan got out of the car, the two of them collided face-to-face.

　　 Jia Yuanyuan handed the bag on to Han Xingzhen.

　　 Han Xingzhen did not answer, Jia Yuanyuan is not like someone who asks her to help take things for no reason, but with this attitude, it seems that he does not want to bully himself, or he wants to give alms to himself.

　　 "Take it." Jia Yuanyuan handed it out again.

　　 Han Xingzhen still did not reach out, and continued to walk towards the dormitory. When he met Jia Yuanyuan, it meant that the entrance guard was not far away.

　　 "What is it?" Han Xingjing asked as he walked.

　　 Jia Yuanyuan walked beside her, at least half a metre away, "Leftovers packed at home."

　　 When I heard it, Han Xingxuan was happy, he brought him food, "Thank you."

　　 "No thanks, it's leftovers!"

　　 Han Xing wondered, why is this little girl so cute? She brought supper to somebody. She also emphasized that it was leftovers. The leftovers from dinner at anybody's dinner were still hot through the bag until 10:30.

　　 Back to the dormitory, Han Xingzhen did not eat the cold work meal, but instead opened what Jia Yuanyuan had brought her.

　　Whose leftovers are a reduced-fat meal, plus some beef and shrimp, plus hard-boiled eggs, oil-free roasted vegetables, and quinoa. This reduced-fat meal is pretty standard.

　　 Han Xingzhen opened the box and said thank you again to Jia Yuanyuan.

　　 Jia Yuanyuan was looking for something in front of the cabinet, and when he heard the words, he turned back and rushed to Han Xing's teeth, "I said it was leftovers!"

　　 "Yes, yes, you just have a fat-reducing meal left."

Zhao Xing was right. On the second day, Han Xingzhen really felt sore all over his body, especially his thighs. The dormitory was okay. There was an elevator. The teaching building was not so good. The legs seemed to be short. Go up.

　　 I missed an afternoon of class yesterday. As soon as Han Xingzhen arrived in the classroom, he asked Xueba to borrow his notes.

　　I'm in my third year of high school. In fact, there is nothing new. In the eyes of Xueba, it is a cliché, but in Han Xingzhen's case, this is all the point.

　　 "Hey, I just saw Huo Xiao, he is really handsome, I think the peak of the face of our school is going to be changed from Senior Li Yansi to Huo Xiao."

　　 "You are afraid that the name coin filter is not at fault. The photo of Senior Li Yansi is still hanging on the school forum."

　　Han Xingjin heard the two girls discussing.

　　 "What kind of RMB filter, really handsome."

　　 "Where you see it, I will also see if you have a filter."

　　 "Their teaching building is right across from us. On the first floor, he is waiting in the corridor after class. He will always come out."

　　 "No, staring at other people's classroom, what kind of idiot behavior."

　　 It turned out to be like this. No wonder Han Xingzhen felt that there were so many people in the corridors between classes today, which made her want to support the wall and there was no wall for her to support. It turned out to be reading the supporting roles of the original book.

　　 Han Qiaowei came to brush her sense of presence again during class, "Xiao Jing, did you take leave for training yesterday?"

　　Han Xingkun made a crazy bullet in his heart. Are you stupid? Ask knowingly; don’t fight against Laozi, we are not familiar.

　　 Tucao returns to Tucao, she is still a good sister on the face.

　　 "Yes, who did you listen to."

Han Qiaowei hesitated for a second, "Xiaoqian and I have also received a notice. We don’t live at school and plan to use school time and weekends to train~www.novelmt.com~Han Xingzhen feels that the smiley face is a bit unbearable, what do you mean? , I’m afraid it’s not insinuating that I deliberately occupied class time and started pulling the control group again?

　　 "Hmm, come on."

Han Qiaowei said with a distressed look: "Xiao Jin, the training is very hard. You see you limped when you walked. You have never had any hardship since you were a child. Unlike me, you have to rely on yourself for everything, or else don't. Participate, mother will feel distressed to see you like this."

　　 Here again, I have to pull on the Korean mother. For so long, Han Xingxuan has actually learned a little bit about the Korean mother.

　　 Mother Han is silly, white and sweet, and it is true that Mother Han did not change her attitude to Han Qiaowei because of her return.

　　The reason for this is not how deep Han Mu's affection for her adopted daughter is. On the contrary, this daughter has little weight in Han Mu's heart.

　　 After all, the deep love is the responsibility. Before Han Xingzhen was arrogant and self-willed, Han Mu didn't think this was a problem, because she didn't care about Han Xingzhen at all.

　　 Including Han Xingzhen in the original book, Han Mu is just too difficult and embarrassing to avoid her.

　　 If Han Qiaowei really loves her adopted daughter, Han Qiaowei will never see any real care from Han's mother when she is in contact with the school every day, and she hasn't even had a phone call.

　　Mother Han feels distressed, maybe she just met, and her mouth feels distressed for a moment, Han Xing thought.

　　 "Sister, when you persuaded me to participate, you told me to accompany you, don't you need it now?"

　　 "Xiao Jing, what are you talking about? Of course I am happy that you can be with me, but you are so hard, my sister is also distressed, and you study so hard, don't delay your study."

　　 "Sister, don't just move your mouth if you feel sorry for me."