209 E-person phobia
Huang Yanqiu parked the car on the side of the road next to the clothing store and Gao Qinghe got out of the car.
Mo Xiaohong, who was standing at the door, suddenly widened her eyes.
"Sister Qinghe!"
She excitedly trotted forward and looked at the van parked in front of her in surprise.
Huang Yanqiu sat in the driver's seat and waved at her, "Get in, I'll show you my new car."
Mo Xiaohong looked at Gao Qinghe in disbelief. Seeing her nod, she reported to the store, "Boss, come out and see! Cousin Yanqiu bought a new car!"
After shouting, he couldn't wait for Gao Qingmiao to come out. He finally opened the car door in a hurry and got in excitedly.
When Gao Qingmiao heard the noise and rushed out, he only saw the yellow back of a van.
"Oh my God, sister, did you really buy a car for Sister Yanqiu?" Gao Qingmiao admitted that he was jealous.
"Sister, are you still my biological sister? You are Huang Yanqiu's biological sister, right?"
Gao Qinghe asked back, "Can you compare with Huang Yanqiu? If an armed robber wanted to kill your sister, would you dare to rush up and kill him?"
Gao Qingmiao puffed out his chest and said, "I dare you. For my sister, I, Gao Qingmiao, will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
"You speak better than you sing." Gao Qinghe shook his head and looked up at the room on the second floor. "Where's Gao Qingya? Where's Mom?"
After receiving a roll of the eyes from his elder sister, Gao Qingmiao replied weakly:
"Go upstairs and take a look yourself. Mom's a very busy woman these days, leaving early and returning late. She's running back and forth between the construction site and the restaurant with my uncle every day. I only get to see her once every two or three days."
Before he finished speaking, Gao Qinghe had already gone upstairs from the side stairs.
Before I even reached the second floor, I heard music.
Gao Qingya didn't even close the door of her room. She was listening to music and dancing her cha-cha in the room.
Gao Qinghe knocked on the door twice, but she didn't hear it, immersed in her own world.
Jiang Yu starts doing homework as soon as she gets home.
This girl is so good, she started dancing.
It seems that the skin has become loose again because it has not been hammered for too long.
Gao Qinghe strode into the room and turned off the music. Gao Qingya wailed, "Sister, I'm practicing! Why did you turn off my music?"
After howling, he opened his eyes wide and asked in surprise: "Sis, when did you come?"
Gao Qinghe leaned against the edge of the table, crossed his arms, and said, "Don't worry about when I came. I want to ask you, how did you do on the midterm exam?"
Gao Qingya saw her sister's serious expression and thought she had done something serious again.
When he heard that she was asking about my grades, he pretended to be calm and said, "It's just so-so. First place, first in the grade."
She also added, "Jiang Yu ranked tenth in their grade."
She is concerned about other people's academic rankings.
Gao Qinghe realized that he had misunderstood the child, and his serious expression relaxed. He asked her what she was doing jumping around.
Gao Qingya was a little embarrassed and twisted her hands and said, "We're rehearsing for the school anniversary party."
"But I'm not a good dancer, so I came back to practice."
Gao Qinghe was puzzled: "Why didn't I hear Jiang Yu say that you guys aren't from the same school?"
"Tsk." Gao Qingya rolled her eyes. "She doesn't participate in any activities, and no one invites her."
There was something Gao Qingya didn't say.
That is, she also extended a sincere invitation to Jiang Yu on behalf of the Student Union, but was unfortunately coldly rejected.
Gao Qingya is not a person who likes to tell tales, but she still couldn't help but say to her sister a little aggrieved:
"Does she have a problem with me? I saw her chatting and laughing with her classmates, but as soon as she saw me, her face fell, as if I owed her millions."
It’s a pity that she had helped Jiang Yu before.
This was not the first time Gao Qinghe heard her younger sister talk about Jiang Yu's different treatment of her.
As someone who has experienced this, she can see through the awkwardness of this child at a glance.
"You've seen her most embarrassing side. She owes you a favor and has no way to repay it. Plus, we're so close now. She doesn't know how to face you and is afraid you'll bring up her embarrassing things, so she can only avoid you."
Maybe there is also a phobia of energetic, extroverted and lively people like Gao Qingya.
Gao Qingya didn't understand, "Then why is she so nice to you?"
Gao Qinghe smiled, "I'm not in the same school with her every day."
"Then I won't play with her." Gao Qingya said a little angrily.
Gao Qinghe touched his little sister's arm and said, "Take your time. You are just too impatient."
I have an idea in my mind and I want to say it out loud right away, but another one pops up halfway through and I can't even finish my words.
Fortunately, Gao Qingya was naturally a calm person and soon forgot about this unpleasant little emotion.
Turn the music back on and let your sister see how you are practicing.
Cha Cha is easy for beginners to learn, and people without professional dance background can also dance it. It mainly focuses on rhythm and coordination of hands and feet.
Gao Qingya was full of energy, but her movements were very strange and she couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the music.
Gao Qinghe finished reading it and laughed so hard that he almost choked.
Gao Qingya was laughed at for the entire song, then she threw herself on the bed in despair, "I'm so fed up, so fed up!"
Gao Qinghe stopped smiling, coughed twice to clear his throat, and told her to get up.
"I've seen that you don't know how to twist your hips at all. Come here, I'll give you some pointers."
Gao Qingya didn't believe it: "You've never danced before."
"You haven't jumped yet, and you haven't seen anyone else jump?"
Gao Qinghe grabbed her and said, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry. I have to accompany Huang Yanqiu to the maternal and child health care center later."
Under Gao Qingya's suspicious gaze, Gao Qinghe took the lead and demonstrated very well. Those who didn't know her would think she was a professional dance teacher.
Seeing the little girl was shocked, Gao Qinghe thought to herself, I, your sister, am the director of the community senior dance troupe.
I led the group members to participate in professional Latin dance competitions abroad and won international excellence awards!
But Gao Qinghe was also curious. Isn’t breakdancing popular now?
How to choose Latin Cha Cha?
Gao Qingya said, "Classes 2, 3, and 4 are all break dancing. If we want to win first place, we must do something different from others to have a better chance of winning."
"A Fire in Winter" combined with the adapted passionate cha-cha dance will surely be a hit!
It’s different when there’s guidance. Gao Qingya feels that the results are much better than practicing blindly on her own.
Huang Yanqiu was honking downstairs, calling out that Gao Qinghe was leaving, but Gao Qingya was reluctant to let this professional teacher go.
Gao Qinghe patted the little sister's elastic buttocks,
"Just follow what I just taught you, practice repeatedly, and turn the rhythm into muscle memory. It will be easier to learn new moves later."
Gao Qingya nodded heavily. Being first in her studies wasn't enough; she also wanted to win first place at the school anniversary party!
Looking at her arrogant expression, Gao Qinghe shook his head helplessly, not knowing whether it was good or bad, so he just let her be.
I put down two packs of Butterfly Wing sanitary napkins and asked my younger sister to record her experience.
Gao Qinghe came downstairs and Mo Xiaohong was excitedly describing her experience of riding in a van to Gao Qingmiao.
He spoke with great excitement.
Gao Qingmiao felt extremely sad after hearing this.
That's his sister! She bought cars for others but not for him.
However, when he heard Gao Qinghe's footsteps coming down the stairs, all the resentment on his face disappeared and he grinned with his big white teeth.
"Sister, do you think I deserve the Honda CG125 you gave me?"
Gao Qinghe: "What CG125?"
Mo Xiaohong heard Gao Qingmiao muttering about it every day, and explained: "The motorcycle is imported from Japan."
It turned out to be a motorcycle model.
Gao Qinghe smiled gently at his brother: "Go away."
Gao Qingmiao folded his arms, bowed, and withdrew, "Very well, Your Majesty."
After the people left, the young man swore with his fist—
I can buy it with my own ability, huh!
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