Chapter 19: Class Bully?
After breakfast, Jiang Nuanzhu drove to the dance studio.
Her class today is in the afternoon, but someone is coming for an interview in the morning, and she has to personally supervise it.
As soon as I entered the dance studio, I ran into Teacher Wen.
A day later, she was much more natural. When she saw Jiang Nuanzhu, she greeted him naturally, "Nuanzhu, congratulations."
Jiang Nuanzhu nodded slightly, "Are you okay? If you're not feeling well, I'll give you a few days off to rest."
"No need." Teacher Wen shook his head firmly: "It's just a breakup, how can it affect my income?"
Jiang Nuanzhu thought of the famous internet saying: "If there is no man in your heart, you will naturally become a god when you draw your sword."
Teacher Wen laughed heartily, then turned apologetically, "I'm sorry for what happened the day before yesterday. I'm glad you were there to support me."
"I'm the boss. If I can't handle this critical moment, how can the dance studio continue to operate?"
"As expected of Boss Jiang! Then I'll go to class first."
"Go ahead."
When Jiang Nuanzhu arrived at the office, the HR came over to give her the information with an excited look on his face.
"The person who came for the interview today is said to be a former teacher of Beijing Dance, and has ten years of teaching experience!"
Jiang Nuanzhu was only halfway through her drink when she nearly choked. "Jingwu's teacher?"
Beijing dance represents the highest level of classical dance.
Jiang Nuanzhu's dance studio is a high-end dance studio and is quite famous in Beijing. The recruitment requirements are also quite high. Graduation from Beijing Dance Academy is the prerequisite, but Beijing Dance teachers... are rare.
She took the resume from the HR and glanced at it. It was a very impressive resume, and I'm afraid any dance institution in Beijing would not refuse it.
HR: "How about just waiving the test? Or just going through the motions?"
Jiang Nuanzhu shook his head and said, "Let's follow the normal process."
"Okay." The HR looked a little regretful, but he quickly gathered his emotions and left.
At half past ten, the applicant arrived at Jiang Nuanzhu's office on time.
Jiang Nuanzhu poured her a cup of tea.
The woman was well-maintained and looked to be in her thirties. Her every move was elegant and exuded a bit of pride.
She took the tea: "Thank you."
"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Xuan Wu, I'm forty-three this year. I taught at the Beijing Dance Academy for ten years. At the age of nineteen, I won the Golden Peach Cup Excellence Award. At the age of twenty, I won first place in the Beijing Classical Dance Competition..."
Jiang Nuanzhu listened very carefully and said to the information: "I also watched the dance video you provided. It's very good. But I have two questions."
Xuan Wu sat up straight, raised her chin slightly and said, "You go ahead."
"You taught at Beijing Dance Academy for ten years. Why did you resign? What were you doing in the ten years after you resigned?"
These ten years are blank on Xuan Wu’s resume.
Xuan Wu didn't seem surprised by Jiang Nuanzhu's question. She changed her sitting position and said calmly, "I quit my job and went home to be a full-time housewife. Now that my children are grown up, I want to find something to do."
Seeing Jiang Nuanzhu lowering his eyes in thought, Xuan Wu said calmly: "I have been dancing at home for the past ten years. Don't worry, my basic skills are still there."
"Why don't you try a little dance first?"
"Can."
The two went to the dance studio next door, and Xuan Wu gave an impromptu performance. Jiang Nuanzhu really believed that she had been dancing for the past ten years and her basic skills were still there.
After the dance, Xuan Wu looked at Jiang Nuanzhu's expression and felt confident.
"You're excellent, but our dance studio has a process for recruiting teachers. We have to try a class before making a decision. When do you have time?"
Xuan Wu frowned after hearing this: "Is it okay now? I specially set aside the entire afternoon today."
"Okay, I'll have someone arrange it."
It just so happened that a teacher had asked for leave, so Teacher Wen was substituting for the class. Jiang Nuanzhu directly asked Xuan Wu to take over temporarily.
"This class is for students preparing to take the arts exam, so the requirements might be a bit strict."
Teacher Wen told Xuan Wu about the course progress and reminded her of some points that students needed to pay attention to. Then Xuan Wu went in directly.
There were no problems at first, and Teacher Wen kept praising her, saying, "She's worthy of being a Beijing Dance Academy graduate. Seeing her teaching makes me feel like I'm back in college."
Jiang Nuanzhu smiled and said, "I remember that you used to smile in class and cry after class every day."
"That's right!" Teacher Wen hugged himself and shuddered, shaking his head to try to get rid of those embarrassing memories.
After a moment, Teacher Wen frowned and said, "Isn't that a bit too strict?"
Zhushang Dance Studio specializes in small boutique classes, with only five to seven students in a class. The class in front of me has six students.
Among the six people, some have good foundations and some have weaker foundations.
Xuan Wu is quite kind to those with good foundation, but when it comes to those with poor foundation, his lack of patience becomes apparent.
“Use some more strength!”
One of the students couldn't get down on her crotch, so she shouted a few times and couldn't help it, so she was about to go up and step on it hard on the spot.
The student's screams were a bit miserable.
Teacher Wen's expression changed. "How can you force your way in? We haven't prepared well yet..."
Jiang Nuanzhu also frowned, but still held Teacher Wen: "It's okay, I lay down in front for two minutes, which is considered preparation."
Apart from this student, Xuan Wu did not continue to take direct action.
When it came to the waist bending training, a student said something and Xuan Wu refused with a serious face.
The student stood back with his head down.
Teacher Wen felt something was wrong. "This student injured his waist some time ago. He needs to be more careful during training recently. I just reminded Teacher Xuan..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the student bent down at Xuanwu's request.
Teacher Wen couldn't help but push the door open and rushed in: "Wait a minute!"
Xuan Wu saw Teacher Wen rushing in, her face turned grim: "Teacher Wen, what are you doing here? This is my class, please respect me!"
Teacher Wen: "Teacher Xuan, Chu Han's back injury hasn't healed yet, so he can't bend down recently."
"Do you know more, or do I?" Xuan Wu said sarcastically, "I'm the one teaching the students now. Please leave my class!"
Teacher Wen angrily said, "Teacher Xuan is a Beijing dance teacher. At least she knows what it means to tailor the teaching to the individual."
"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Xuan Wu said with displeasure. "Who hasn't gotten a little injured while learning dance? If you don't practice when you're hurt, you'll never make any progress in your life."
"That's not what I meant..."
Seeing that his temper was growing, Jiang Nuanzhu pushed the door open and came in. "Teacher Xuan, I think it's almost time. Let's end the trial class here for today. Teacher Wen will teach the rest of the class."
"No, I've already taken this class, so no one else can take me with me!"
Jiang Nuanzhu: “?”
Teacher Wen was stunned: "I've seen road bullies and village bullies, but I've never seen class bullies?!"
Jiang Nuanzhu's gentle smile faded, "Ms. Xuan, you haven't been officially hired by the dance studio yet. The teacher for this class is Teacher Wen."
Xuan Wu's face was very dark and she looked very serious. Jiang Nuanzhu looked at her calmly without any fear on her face.
After a while, Xuan Wu angrily picked up her bag and strode out of the dance studio.
Jiang Nuanzhu followed him out, and the students in the dance studio suddenly cheered.
When Jiang Nuanzhu turned around, she saw someone making faces at Xuan Wu's back. She raised her hand and nodded, smiling somewhat helplessly.
The student immediately became obedient and tilted his head towards her in a coquettish manner.
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