Chapter 32: Thank you for the appearance of the barrage, which made her life different
When night fell completely, Wen Duo confirmed that the barrage had disappeared before calling Zhou Wanqing.
"Duoduo, why are you calling me so late?" Zhou Wanqing's voice was tired.
"Teacher, there's something I have to tell you," she lowered her voice, "Today in the locker room... I found a hidden camera."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then Zhou Wanqing's shocked voice came:
"What? Are you sure?"
"I'm absolutely sure." Wen Duo gripped the phone tightly. "I didn't dare tell you right then and there. I was afraid the dance studio might have it too, and it would easily alert the enemy."
"I'll check right away,"
Zhou Wanqing's voice became serious:
"Wait a minute...I'm hanging up first."
Then, the person on the other end immediately hung up the phone, and Wen Duo waited quietly.
Half an hour later, the phone rang and Wen Duo answered it immediately.
As soon as the call was connected, Wen Duo heard the teacher's rapid breathing, and Zhou Wanqing's voice sounded again, this time with obvious anger:
"Found it! It's in the ventilation duct. You just said you suspected it might be in the training room too, so I checked with my equipment, and sure enough, it's there too!"
Wen Duo closed her eyes, a wave of fear welling up in her heart, and her nails unconsciously dug into her palms:
"Is it Lin Ya and the others?"
"Of course!"
Zhou Wanqing's voice trembled with anger. "I thought this was just a fair dance competition, but I didn't expect them to use such despicable means!"
Wen Duo comforted:
"At least we found out in advance, Sensei. Now we can just tear them down and everything will be fine."
"I've already dismantled them all,"
Zhou Wanqing took a deep breath. "Just in case, I will ask a professional to come for a comprehensive inspection tomorrow. Duoduo, thank you. If it weren't for you..."
Her voice choked.
"Teacher, this is what I should do." Wen Duo said softly, "Teacher, you should go to bed early. We need to ask someone to check it tomorrow."
"Um."
After hanging up the phone, Wen Duo let out a breath.
Fortunately, the matter was resolved.
Then, she suddenly remembered the 'original plot' mentioned in the barrage.
My best friend once said that the heroines in abusive novels experience a lot of unfair treatment. Does this count as one of them?
However, no matter how despicable her opponent is, she will not back down.
"Moonlight Swan" is not only the teacher's life's work, but also her first and purest love for ballet.
She wouldn't let anyone take it away from her.
...........
The midday sun poured into the training room through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Wen Duo had already changed into tight-fitting training clothes.
The light pink fabric wrapped around her slender yet powerful body, and her figure in the mirror was like a flower about to bloom.
As the music started, Wenduo's body flowed with it.
"Moonlight Swan" is the play she is most familiar with, and every movement is engraved in her muscle memory.
The skirt blooms like a flower when spinning and is as light as a feather when landing.
[Ahhh, Mei Baomei is crying! Such a waist, such legs, such a graceful figure! ]
[Mr. Ji is so lucky, woooooo]
[This dance is amazing, worthy of being a professional dancer. Even watching them practice is a pleasure.]
[Hey, isn’t our perspective the same as the male protagonist’s view of his younger sister?]
[Hey hey hey, wife, wife, kiss]
Wen Duo enjoyed the praise from the barrage of comments, and even gave a closing salute after she finished dancing.
Thanks to the emergence of barrage, her life has become different.
"Great, that's the feeling."
Zhou Wanqing appeared at the door at some point, her eyes gleaming with joy:
"Although your movements are unfamiliar and stiff, I can see that your mentality is better than last year."
"I'll keep practicing."
Wen Duodao saw someone following behind the teacher and was puzzled:
"Who is that person behind the teacher...?"
Zhou Wanqing stepped aside, revealing a reluctant boy behind her.
"Zi Rui is on summer vacation and insisted on coming with me."
The boy was about twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a T-shirt and sweatpants, with his hands in his pockets and his eyes staring at the ground. The words "forced to operate" were written all over his body.
"Zirui, say hello." Zhou Wanqing frowned.
"...Hello." The boy mumbled, his voice almost inaudible.
Wen Duo squatted down, looked at the boy at eye level, and said with a smile:
"hello."
She knew that this was her teacher's son, Wang Zirui.
The boy glanced at her quickly and snorted:
"I know it even if you don't tell me."
The mother plays the video of the person in front of her dancing every day at home and asks her to learn from him, saying that he is hardworking and talented, unlike him.
snort.
So annoying.
Zhou Wanqing shook her head helplessly:
"This kid is getting more and more disobedient as he gets older. I brought him here today to practice some basic skills, but he's been throwing a tantrum the whole way."
"I don't want to learn ballet!"
Wang Zirui suddenly burst out, his voice rising an octave:
"My classmates say boys who dance ballet are effeminate! I want to play esports!"
"These are all excuses. You just like playing games, what's the point of e-sports!" Zhou Wanqing's face darkened.
Wang Zirui's eyes reddened. "No way! Esports is a new profession! It's a serious sport! Esports is going to be in the Olympics!"
"Games are just games, no matter what professionalism is involved!"
Zhou Wanqing's voice also rose:
"Look at Wen Duo. She hasn't practiced for almost a year, but she dances so well on her first try. And look at you. You can't even do the most basic ballet..."
Wen Duo silently shrank his neck and quietly stepped aside.
How did it involve her?
Actually, the teacher is a nice person, but her ideas are a bit traditional, and even innovative ballet teachers don’t like her very much.
When it comes to educating children, it’s even more traditional.
But she understood Zhou Wanqing's concerns.
After all, when a twelve-year-old says he wants to be a professional player, it does sound like an excuse for not wanting to study.
The argument between mother and son ended with Wang Zirui slamming the door and leaving.
Zhou Wanqing rubbed her temples and said, "I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself. This child has become more and more rebellious since he started junior high school."
"It's just puberty." Wen Duo handed her a glass of water. "I'll go see him and take a break."
Zhou Wanqing rubbed her temples and finally nodded:
"Thank you for your hard work, Duoduo."
"It doesn't matter."
........
In the storage room, Wang Zirui was sitting on a pile of dance mats and sulking. His phone screen was on, showing the interface of a popular e-sports game.
Hearing footsteps, he quickly locked the screen and looked up vigilantly.
"If you want to persuade me to go back to dance practice, forget it," he said stiffly.
Wen Duo sat down next to him, keeping a proper distance. "I won't persuade you. Can you tell me which game you like?"
Wang Zirui glanced at her suspiciously:
"You wouldn't understand even if I told you. You guys who just dance all day don't understand the charm of esports at all."
Wen Duo smiled and said, "You're right. I don't understand games, but I know the leaders of several e-sports teams."
This sentence seemed to press a switch. Wang Zirui turned his head sharply, his eyes lighting up.
"Really? They said I should join the youth team at my age! Can you recommend me?"
Wen Duo noticed that his phone wallpaper was the logo of a famous team, and understood:
"I need to discuss this with your parents. But after my game is over, I can take you to visit this club you like."
"I'm already thirteen!" Wang Zirui's excitement instantly turned into anger, "Why can't I make my own decisions?"
Without waiting for Wen Duo to speak, Wang Zirui ran away.
Wen Duo looked at his back as he left and sighed.
He is indeed a bit rebellious and never listens to what others say.
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