"Mr. Zhou, where does Ye Wan come from?"

Seeing that Ye Wan had been added to her student list, the woman on the phone sounded somewhat dissatisfied, "You know, my quota is full. If you add one more, I really can't take care of it."

"You can't take care of one more? Xiao Luo, I know your abilities very well."

"Mr. Zhou, I really can't take care of it all. How about you ask other teachers?"

Seeing the embarrassed expression on the face of the old man in his sixties, he seemed to feel a little embarrassed.

Ye Wan pursed his lips and smiled secretly, reaching out and pulling her sleeve, "I can do it myself!"

"real?"

Old Zhou raised his eyes and looked at Ye Wan steadily.

Ye Wan nodded with a smile, "This time, I really won't lie to you!"

With just one word, Mr. Zhou glared at her unhappily.

The cute little baby in my memory was wearing a tiny black ballet costume, swaying from side to side as he walked, as adorable as a little penguin.

In the blink of an eye, the cute little baby turned into a stunningly beautiful girl.

Mr. Zhou suddenly felt that time was passing by amazingly.

"You can't refuse to accept your age!"

Shaking his head and laughing, Mr. Zhou looked kind and said, "Then, see you at the beginning of the school year?"

"See you at school!"

Ye Wan nodded.

He stuffed all the gifts in his hand to Mr. Zhou and turned away amid her nagging and complaints.

After exiting the east gate of Diying, Ye Wan turned and walked into the street opposite.

At first glance, there are signs everywhere.

It's either dance training or performance training.

After July every year, the training classes are most popular.

Students who applied to the performing arts universities in the capital would come here to improve their majors in order to make a big splash in the entrance examination.

One of the institutions, called "White Swan All-Round Training," has a sign that lists all categories including acting, hosting, dancing, and lines.

All the girls coming in and out of the transparent glass door are fair-skinned, beautiful girls with long legs.

Ye Wan just took a glance and walked straight forward.

…

Yu Ningxin is the person in charge of Starlight Art Training and the only teacher.

When Ye Wan knocked on the door and came in, Yu Ningxin had just finished a class and there was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead.

He glanced up and was stunned for a moment, "Looking for someone?"

"Hello, Teacher Yu!"

Ye Wan stepped forward with a smile, "Teacher Dinane introduced me. My name is Ye Wan."

Dinane?

I haven't heard this name for a long time, so long that I almost forgot that I once danced ballet in an international ballet company.

Yu Ningxin was briefly surprised, and then a look of disappointment flashed across her eyes.

If her leg hadn't been injured, she wouldn't be just a dance teacher at a dance training institution now, right?

Yu Ningxin raised her eyes and looked at Ye Wan, "Didn't you go to see White Swan on the way here?"

Xiao Manluo, who plays White Swan, is a teacher at the Performance Department of Imperial Film Academy.

Just by having your name on White Swan, countless candidates flock to it every year.

Candidates who apply there will only consider other training classes on this street if they are rejected by White Swan.

No matter whether Ye Wan can dance or not, Xiao Manluo will never let go of her face.

Yu Ningxin felt that there was probably only one possibility.

Ye Wan never went to White Swan.

Sure enough, she shook her head and said, "I don't like quarrels."

Yu Ningxin raised her eyebrows, "Have you ever danced?"

“Skip a few years.”

Knowing that the test was about to begin, Ye Wan replied.

Looking from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top, Yu Ningxin carefully looked at Ye Wan several times, then stood up and walked towards the dance studio, "Follow me."

(End of this chapter)