"Hospital..." Tan Hanyi's brain was damaged by the incense, and she was about to burst into tears. But before she could ask anything, she heard Qiao Yu yelling:
"I'm sorry, Yiyi. I have something urgent to do. I'll hang up now. I'll send the choreographed dance video to your email. Come on!"
Yiyi? Ah, Yiyi! He sounds so beautiful when he calls.
Tan Hanyi's little heart was secretly beating samba, but when she came to her senses, the other party had already hung up the phone.
Tan Hanyi: ...Ah, Qiao Yusansan is in the hospital. Is he sick? Is he going to die?
Calling her again to ask this question seemed like she had some mental problems.
So after walking around in the room like a restless animal, Tan Hanyi sent messages to both her brother and Zhong Xinxin.
"I suspect Qiao Yu is going to poop..."
Everyone on the other end was stunned for three seconds, then replied.
Chris: That’s great.
Zhong Xinxin: So you’re going to become a widow?
Both of them replied immediately, with a cheerful and teasing tone.
Tan Hanyi was shocked by the reply, wondering why she had such an idea.
Think about it, Qiao Yu can play a god in a white misty gauze, a demon with smoky makeup on the corners of his eyes, and an orc when he takes off his shirt. How could he die?
Sure enough, she was too nervous!
Tan Hanyi calmed down and replied to everyone, "Get lost." After scolding them, she went to bed in a daze.
Hehe. He called her Yiyi! The pillow felt soft when she hugged it, and Tan Hanyi felt full of strength. Although Teacher Qiao Yu was not here, she had not forgotten what she had promised her.
I was sleeping soundly, but I was woken up by the urge to pee in the middle of the night. When I came back from the bathroom, I found that my email notification was flashing. Could it be from Qiao Yu?
Tan Hanyi suddenly became a little excited. She didn't climb onto the bed, but just sat at the desk wrapped in her teddy bear blanket and opened her email.
…
Oh, it's classical dance! Qiao Yusansan really kept his word. Tan Hanyi curled up in the blanket, with her little feet on the table.
Oh, it was a dance move to relieve the tension. Although it was not a live instruction, each move was very delicate and better than a live instruction. I picked up a pack of biscuits and slapped the air out. The bag burst.
The majestic way of opening the bag shows Tan Hanyi's courage.
The roommate next door was dreaming. In his dream, he thought someone farted loudly or set off firecrackers. His brows knitted.
The bag was broken, but she had no time to look away from the dance video with her round eyes. She held the cookie bag tightly with her hands.
This time, the name of the dance is "Mermaid". Tan Hanyi feels that it seems to be even better than the previous award-winning work "Phoenix".
There was nothing in the background, just a pure studio background. The dancer was a man, his face wasn't very good, but his muscles were polished like a dancing weapon.
Yes, it is weapons. The dance performance that touches the soul...
As she watched carefully, she found that the biscuits and snacks that Tan Hanyi had originally opened up to eat while watching the show were all broken into pieces!
What kind of magical dance is this? What kind of magical dancer is this! What kind of ingenious choreography is this? What kind of unique masterpiece is this?
Is this for her?
She... doesn't deserve it!
Amazing, the gods are dancing! Amazing, the mermaids are leisurely appearing under the moon? It's so beautiful, it's totally a legend.
Tan Hanyi didn't eat any of the biscuits in her hand. She just held them tightly in her arms and crushed them into pieces in her palms.
Is this a human thing that Qiao Yu is doing?
What he did was simply divine!
It was like inviting the water god of Luo River to descend to the earth, and the fairy from Yaochi to dance. Who was the choreographer, and who gave her the detailed dance breakdown?
Tan Hanyi read to the end with tears in her eyes. When she saw the word "Zuoqi" at the end, the amplitude of her swinging legs suddenly increased.
Bang, he shook himself to the ground and fell.
How could she deserve such a dancing fairy to dance for her?
"Tan Hanyi, what are you doing in the middle of the night? Be quiet!" The company removed the live broadcast camera, so the students in the training camp were quite comfortable and behaved as they should. No more pretending.
Tan Hanyi had just gotten up from the ground, rubbing her butt when the girl next door came to protest.
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