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On Wednesday, the school announced that it would hold a welcome party in December, and each class had to prepare a talent show.

Every time this happens, all the class teachers have a headache. Cao Jun supported himself on the podium with one hand and said casually, "Is there any student who has any talent? Singing and dancing are fine. You don't want the conduct points, but you do want the money."

He raised three fingers and said, "The first place winner will get 300 yuan, which is enough for some students to go home and surf the Internet or drink milk tea after school."

The whole class laughed. A naughty boy said in a loud voice: "Teacher Cao, let me go up and perform the stone-breaking performance with my chest."

Cao Jun laughed and said, "Your body is as strong as a rock, and the rock is more like you are broken into pieces."

The whole class burst into laughter again.

Cao Jun asked several times, but no one was willing to go. He thought of a compromise, "How about poetry recitation, the class monitor and ..."

Suddenly Jiang Yan raised her hand and interrupted him, "Teacher Cao, Xia Xia can dance classical dance. She danced it in junior high school and won first place in the whole school."

Wen Xia, who was "betrayed" by her friend, had her hand tremble and a black line appeared on the paper, "..."

She has studied classical dance for five years, and it was Liu Yan who first took her to the class.

Later, Liu Yan and her husband divorced, and she stopped studying.

The eyes of the whole class fell on her, and Cao Jun said straightforwardly: "Then let's go with Wen Xia."

"Teacher Cao, I can't do it alone, so let the class monitor recite the poem." Wen Xia passed the "blame" to the class monitor next to him.

He Sheng: “…”

"The class monitor will assist Wen Xia in organizing people. I hope students will sign up enthusiastically." Cao Jun has been teaching for more than ten years and he hates poetry recitation the most. His ears are callused from listening to it.

Wen Xia: “…”

After Cao Jun left, she left her seat, walked to Jiang Yan's position, and said, "Jiang Yan, I'm going to strangle you to death!"

Jiang Yan raised his hands and bowed, saying flatteringly: "Xia Xia, it's only three hundred yuan, isn't it nice to drink milk tea?"

What a nice head! Wen Xia pinched her lightly and said with a wicked smile, "Don't even think about running away. We're short of two dancers, so it's just you and An An."

"Ah? Xia Xia, spare me, my limbs are uncoordinated. Let An An go, I'll serve you tea and water." Jiang Yan looked bitter and resentful.

Liu Anan just came over and heard her words, and then she and Wen Xia "bully" her together.

The three of them got into a fight.

Wen Xia reported Jiang Yan and Liu Anan's names to He Sheng.

After evening self-study, the three of them found a place with fewer people in the playground, where several other classes were also rehearsing.

Wen Xia watched the video on her phone and almost memorized it. She put the phone in her bag and said, "An An, Yan Yan, you don't have many moves. You need to move around. I'll show you how."

She stood on tiptoe, put her hands on top of her head, then lowered her hands and twisted her waist.

She was under the dim yellow light, the thin light fell on her body, and she felt alive.

Jiang Yan touched Liu Anan's shoulder and whispered, "Isn't it beautiful? I was shocked the first time I saw Xia Xia dancing."

Liu Anan nodded in agreement. "It's beautiful. I didn't expect Xia Xia could dance. I've never heard her say that."

Jiang Yan knew the inside story, because Xia Xia's parents were divorced, and Xia Xia's eyes were swollen from crying during that time.

At this time, a whistle was heard, "Beautiful!!"

The three of them looked over and saw several boys in the class, including Qi Yu.

Wen Xia: “…”

She withdrew her hand, stood up straight, and waited until they left before continuing her teaching.

…

During the two days at school, Wen Xia barely taught Liu Anan and Jiang Yan the basic moves. When school was over, Wen Xia patted them on the shoulders and told them, "Go back and practice well."

Then I went out of the school gate to find Winder's car. When I got in, I found a cup of milk tea on the seat, which was still hot.

She looked at Winder with a smile, "Thank you, Dad."

After the car started, Wen Xia asked mysteriously, "Dad, guess how many points I got this time?"

Wend had actually already called Cao Jun to ask, but he still cooperated with her, "How much?"

"643 points, Dad, 643!" Wen Xia was a little proud.

Wend nodded, "Keep up the good work, do you want to eat hot pot?"

"Yes." Wen Xia smiled.

There was silence in the car for a while, and suddenly Winder said again: "Let him come too."

Wen Xia was sending a message to Qin Mo, and hadn't reacted when she heard this, "Dad, who..."

At this moment, she realized that it was Qin Mo who was talking, and flattered him, "Dad is so nice."

Wend is beginning to accept Qin Mo.

She sent a message to Qin Mo, and Qin Mo quickly replied to her with a hello.

Winder went back to De'an's gate to pick up Qin Mo. Qin Mo was wearing a military green windbreaker with a slightly standing collar, black pants, and white sneakers.

His hair was a few inches shorter than it had been last week, and his features were much tougher.

Wen Xia opened the window and waved to him, "Qin Mo, here."

Qin Mo looked up and got on the back seat. Wen Xia glanced at him and said with a sly smile, "Did you just get your hair cut?"

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

His father-in-law is here, so he should behave himself.

As for my wife’s words, I’ll “deal with them” later.

The few of them went to the hot pot restaurant they went to last time. Winder was not a talkative person and the dinner table was very quiet.

…

After dinner, it was already past four o'clock when Wen De returned home. After sending Wen Xia home, he went to the factory to do some work.

Wen Xia was doing homework at home. This week he was basically discussing the test papers. There wasn't much homework and he finished it in more than an hour.

She checked her watch and it was only two minutes past six. It was still early, so she found her old costumes and practiced dancing.

Fortunately it is barely wearable, otherwise I would have to buy a new one.

When Qin Mo came, she was still practicing. He glanced at her up and down several times. The dance costume was tight, and it highlighted her curves.

He raised an eyebrow, "What's this for? Seduce me?"

Wen Xia: “…”

"Hubby, can you please have some shame?"

She explained: "Our class is going to have a show at the school's annual party, and Teacher Cao asked me to go."

Noticing his eyes lingering on her chest, she glared at him, then protected her chest, "Where are you looking!"

Qin Mo chuckled, "My wife knows the answer but still asks."

Wen Xia: “…”

She underestimated Qin Mo's shamelessness.

"What are you doing here so late?"

"Mom brought you something from her business trip, and asked me to give it to you."

Qin Mo raised the things in his hand and said, "My wife won't let me in? It's so cold outside."

Wen Xia opened the door and let him in. There was music playing in the living room. Qin Mo put his things down and looked at Wen Xia again, "Wife, dance for your husband. We've been married for several years, but you still don't know that you can dance."

Wen Xia: “…”

If his eyes weren't so lustful, she might have felt comfortable enough to jump.

"No more dancing, I need to do my homework."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and put his arm around her. "If the wife doesn't jump, the husband will take action." As he said that, he gently pinched her waist.

Wen Xia: “…”

She jumped obediently.

She looks different when dancing, with bright eyes and unique charm, and the long ribbon looks like a hooking claw.

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