“The configuration is quite good.”
The accommodation provided is clean and tidy. Although the place is not large, it is fully equipped. The only problem is that the two beds are a little small, and Nari likes to toss and turn when she sleeps.
This caused her to wake up in the middle of the night because she almost fell out of bed.
With her eyes wide open in the darkness, Nari touched her chest and silently comforted herself twice, but after her heartbeat calmed down, she found it difficult to fall asleep again after closing her eyes.
She opened her phone and checked the time. It was 5:30 in the morning. This time was not too late. She might as well not sleep...
I carefully glanced at Yang Feiyu lying on the bed beside me. To be honest, I felt a little scared.
Yang Feiyu was completely different from her. She didn't move at all when she slept. She would lie on her back with the quilt covering her, her hands folded on her lower abdomen, and she looked like a corpse.
Nari shook her head, put on her slippers and a coat, took her cell phone and spare room card, and simply went out for a walk.
It was very quiet outside at this time. The lights on the ceiling of the corridor were on, and the light was warm.
There was a black and white portrait hanging on the wall between each room. Nari didn't recognize the people in the portraits, but Yang Feiyu had mentioned them before, and it seemed that some of them were famous artists.
Although Nari also felt that famous artists were indeed worthy of having their portraits painted, she didn't understand why their portraits were hung like this.
At least for her, this decoration method did not make her feel any artistic influence. She just felt that this layout made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable and uneasy.
Visually, this kind of decoration is not very appealing, as if the walls were covered with portraits of deceased relatives. And just walking in this corridor will give you an uncomfortable feeling of being watched by many pairs of eyes.
So she tightened her coat and quickened her pace to the elevator.
I went all the way to the first floor, and surprisingly, the lights in the hall were still on, but there was no one at the front desk. There were two empty chairs placed back to back behind the table.
There was a wall behind the front desk that served as a partition. The carving on the wall was probably another famous painting, but it was an art form that Nari didn't know about.
She heard faint noises coming from behind the wall, so out of curiosity she walked around the front desk and headed in. The lights inside were on, too. They were small round lights with a narrow illumination range, a bit like stage lighting, but with a row on each side, they were enough to illuminate the aisle.
There was a long table covered with a red cloth against the wall, and on the table was a large stainless steel bucket with a note saying "cold tea" on it. There were many bowls stacked in a bamboo basket next to it, and a large spoon leaning against it.
In addition to these, there were also a lot of fruits, chocolates, daily nuts, and small biscuits on the table.
Nari's eyes quickly passed over these things. Behind the table was a closed door, and next to the door was a window facing inward. She quickly squatted down and secretly peeked out to see the scene inside.
The lights were bright inside, and several figures were dancing in it, their movements were crisp and powerful.
Nari watched furtively for a moment, until someone clapped their hands and called for a stop, at which point she quickly ducked her head back. Soon, the sound of voices from inside the house approached her, clearly indicating someone was about to come out.
Nari thought she might be sick. In this situation, wouldn't it be better to greet people openly and compliment them on their hard work and dancing? So why did she subconsciously crawl under the long table just now?!
Hiding under the table, Nari felt a little embarrassed and wanted to lift the red tablecloth to go out, but before her hand touched the tablecloth, the people in the room had already walked out. Nari had to give up the idea of coming out. After all, if she went out at this time, it would be so embarrassing to stare at each other.
She silently bent her knees, leaned against the wall, and hugged herself with her arms, intending to wait quietly for the right time to leave.
"Want a banana?"
"want."
Overhead, the sounds of the ballerinas chattered.
"Give me a bowl, thank you, baby."
"Wow, so bitter, this is what herbal tea should taste like, authentic."
"Thank you, I don't drink."
"My calves are so sore."
"I'm sweating."
"Here, chocolate, some energy."
At first, it was all insignificant content. Nari listened silently, wondering in her heart whether she would stay down there until she died of old age.
Fortunately, most people ate and returned to the practice room soon. Through the small gap left by the tablecloth, Nari could see their shadows illuminated by the light, gathering under the soles of their feet, forming several double images, tangled together like some irregular and twisted creature.
Soon there were only a few of these creatures left, and the topic of their conversations changed accordingly.
"So who did that this afternoon?"
"I don't know, but I heard that the leader and deputy leader looked very bad after they came out of the meeting room."
"Fanatical fans can be really scary sometimes..."
"You also think that he's probably a fanatic fan of someone, right?"
"No matter how you think about it, it's most likely that his fanatical fans committed the crime, right?"
"They're both quite amazing. They rarely speak to each other in private, never even looking at each other, but you can't tell during practice or on stage."
"Tsk tsk, what a natural actor. We have to be careful, we never know how much sincerity he has towards us."
"Are you so bold as to say that? Are you risking your life?"
"Hahaha……"
Several people were chatting, both men and women, until a short whistle was heard from inside the room, and then people hurried inside.
Nari sighed in relief, scrambling out from under the table. She rubbed her knees, which had been bent for so long, and wiped the sweat from her temples. She didn't know if it was because it was hot under the table or because she was nervous, but she was sweating lightly.
There was a burst of applause from inside the room, and she quickly bent over and groped her way back to the window, peeking in through the curtains. The teacher inside seemed to be saying something, then raised his hand, and Liao Xiaoe and Meng Liming walked out from the front of the group and stood in front of the teacher.
The teacher seemed to say something, and then the two nodded and performed a set of moves for the people behind them. Nari didn't understand the technical terms, but she couldn't do the moves anyway.
After their demonstration, the teacher clapped his hands, and then Nari saw that everyone dispersed, and men and women began to dance the dance that the two principals had just demonstrated.
As for the two chiefs, they obviously had their own unique practice routines, keeping a little distance from the others, and the content of their dances was also different.
Nari's eyes fell on these two "special" guys. Just as those people said, these two people now seemed to have nothing to do with the so-called rumors of discord.
Every time their eyes met, Nari felt a thread running through her. Was this really just an act? She quietly asked herself.
Soon, the short practice was over and they began to rehearse the complete play. Nari yawned and felt that she might be able to fall asleep again.
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