Chapter 157 The Miss’s Dance

Author: Xiyong's Mountain of Light

Chapter 157 The Miss’s Dance

*This chapter is also known as "Dance and Blooming Youth"

In order to suppress his sadness, Xiao Yao began to deliberately find something to say.

"Wife, what do you think the baby is doing now?" Xiao Yao arched Chen Jie's neck with the tip of his nose.

"How could I know? At this time... Is it a square dance?" Chen Jie thought for a while and said.

"You said she was young, how could she have this hobby?"

"It's been in 34 years." Chen Jie said.

"Oh, I remembered it," Xiao Yao patted Chen Jie's thigh: "At that time, I saw you dancing alone in your school's art report performance on the post bar of your girls. Although the video is a bit confused, it is still amazing! Tianyun's dancing hobbies and talents are probably inherited from you."

"Maybe," Chen Jie continued to sway her calves: "When did you go to the post bar to check my household registration?"

"Before I came to your school gate to find you for the first time," Xiao Yao said, "I checked you in Canhua Internet Cafe with my underwear upside down."

"Scary." Chen Jie patted her heart with her left hand.

"Speaking of it," said Xiao Yao: "It seems that since you met you, I have not seen you dance? You said today that you want to attend a dance party?"

Chen Jie rotated her body 180 degrees, crossed the low bridge guardrail, placed it on the towering sidewalk, stood up, and patted the white shorts behind her butt.

Xiao Yao also quickly climbed to the ground for a few steps, stood up, and patted his palm.

"It's not easy to dance ethnic dance here," Chen Jie thought for a while and said, "Let's do this for you."

The girl stood firmly at the bridgehead, with her hands behind her back, her eyes directly looking forward, her chin gently lit up and down, and silently chanted "one, two, three" in her heart, stretched out her right foot wrapped in dark leather shoes and beige socks, and her toes hit the ground, and lit them lightly.

Are you going to dance ballet here? Wearing these hard shoes? Xiao Yao thought.

Probably not.

Then, the girl raised her shoes and hit the ground with her heels, and lit it a few times.

The left foot then stepped out, and the girl's soles began to dance up and down, and jumped rhythmically.

The peaks on her chest also trembled up and down.

Kicking...tap dance? Xiao Yao was shocked.

There is no musical accompaniment, nor is there a special dance shoes with loud sounds, but the girl still jumps out of that sense of rhythm.

With a light jump, Chen Jie's feet left the ground, circled around the air, and then landed steadily.

The white shorts set off her perfectly slender legs - although the absolute length is not very long, in terms of proportion, it can still be called "slim".

The pair of jade feet under the beautiful legs are very small, but full of strength.

Her steps were light and even wearing ordinary leather shoes, she could make crisp and powerful sounds on the asphalt road.

Chen Jie's soles sometimes gently touch the bottom, sometimes quickly hitting the ground, full of vitality and emotion. Although there is no music, Xiao Yao could feel that every step she trampled was very accurate, and every step was closely connected to the rhythm of "music"...

With superb coordination and accuracy, the girl's soles sometimes touch the ground and sometimes quickly hit the asphalt. Her dance steps are flexible and changeable, either small jumps or big strides forward. Every movement is very natural, and full of strength and inner rhythm.

Xiao Yao looked at the dancing elf in front of him in a daze. He realized that at this moment, the girl was dancing for herself.

For him, that is the entire universe, flashing for him alone.

Some members of the skateboard club drifted over on their skateboards, held their feet, and shared the flashing in their own words.

Some passing male and female students also stopped and looked around, whispered to each other, and whispered.

"So beautiful."

"Do you mean you are pretty or you dance beautifully?"

"Dance beautifully—well, all are pretty."

"Where are you looking at me?"

“…”

Xiao Yao generously shared this beautiful story with them.

I don’t know if it’s someone who is crazy or if this is part of the dance design, Chen Jie took out the hand behind her back.

Her arms stretched out, her fingers danced gently, and her palms flipped alternately, adding a touch of tenderness to the whole dance.

The girl's speed gradually accelerated, and her legs became more rapid and powerful, and a storm-like sound of hammering and drumming was made on the ground. Xiao Yao was dazzled and heard the cheers and cheers of the crowd around him.

Finally, Chen Jie ended the wonderful tap dance performance in a graceful posture. With a burst of applause that was not thunder or even scattered, she raised her right hand upwards, then swept to her left leg and bowed to the audience.

"One more!" a male voice shouted loudly.

"One more!" "One more!" More people are making excuses.

Chen Jie stuck out her tongue, grabbed Xiao Yao's hand and wanted to escape. At this time, a handsome young man walked out of the crowd: "Hello classmate, which department are you from? Have you chosen any club activities? I am the president of the dance club, this is my business card."

Xiao Yao felt happy, and the gloomy mood just now also relieved a lot - he was chatting in person, right? Because of the lack of thoughts.

Chen Jie wanted to reject the business card, but couldn't push it, so she had to take it with both hands: "Sorry, I'm not from your school..."

"Then are you two?" The dance president looked at Xiao Yao.

"We are still in high school, this is my wife." Xiao Yao hooked Chen Jie's shoulder and introduced to the onlookers openly.

Chen Jie cooperated and leaned her head against Xiao Yao, and another whisper sounded around her.

"Okay." The dance president shrugged a little regretfully and turned around to leave.

"Can you jump another one, sister?" a fat girl asked.

"This..." Chen Jie was a little embarrassed: "There is no music?"

"Can you use this?" A young man in the crowd raised his guitar in his hand.

Xiao Yao widened his eyes - Isn't this a guy who was splashed with foot washing water just now? Your hair and clothes have not dried yet!

With a thought, he jumped down the edge of the bridge, walked towards the long-haired man, and whispered to him a few words.

The boy took off the guitar strap without hesitation and handed it to Xiao Yao.

"You can also play guitar..." When Xiao Yao walked back to Shen Jie, he heard Chen Jie say softly.

"You, when have you ever cared about me?" Xiao Yao fought back in his original words, and then glanced at the onlookers: "The next song I will say is a very classic old song, and you may have heard it. At this moment, I want to give it to my wife, which represents my mood at this moment."

"Okay!" The students cheered again.

Xiao Yao held a chord with his left hand, tried the note slightly, and a beautiful decomposition chord flowed out from the fingertips of his right hand.

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green all over the sky." The boy opened his mouth, and his clean and pure voice rang. He turned his body slightly and faced Chen Jie slanted 45 degrees: "The evening breeze blows the willow flute sounds in lingering, and the sunset is outside the mountains. At the end of the sky and the corners of the earth, half of my friends are falling. A pot of turbid wine is over and I am happy. I will leave my dreams cold tonight."

Chen Jie's head was lowered, and as the boy's singing rang, he slowly raised his head and trembled his fingers. With the chords of the guitar, his whole body seemed to be pulled by music and began to slowly rotate his body.

Xiao Yao couldn't recognize what this dance was, but he just said it was improvisation. Chen Jie's steps were light, his arm gently waved, and he walked down the edge of the bridge and walked a few steps closer to the crowd.

The dance steps are obviously a long skirt that looks good when flying in long sleeves. However, although Chen Jie is wearing a short sleeve skirt, the people watching are still watching.

Xiao Yao finished singing the song "Farewell" intoxication, and then realized that both ends of the bridge were blocked.

This posture is a bit fierce, it's a bit fierce.

"Let's go." Chen Jie's cheeks flushed slightly, she grabbed Xiao Yao's arm and shook, and said in a low voice.

"One more!" "One more!" However, the enthusiasm of the onlookers could not be rejected by both of them.

This feeling of becoming the focus of the crowd and being held by the stars is really good, Xiao Yao thought.

He remembered himself, his long-lost years in junior high school and elementary school.

"Dear brothers and sisters," Xiao Yao bowed with both hands, shook at the onlookers, and said aloud: "We are both middle school students, we are just taking a walk after dinner. We will be scolded when we go back too late. We were just dancing here. Since everyone likes it, we will perform another one. Please give up and let go at that time."

There was a burst of laughter in the crowd, and the "bridge" was filled with joy.

"You may not have heard the song I want to sing next," Xiao Yao's tone became heavy: "This is a song written by one of my class teachers, who just passed away in a car accident."

The onlookers let out a soft cry and discussion.

"No!" Chen Jie widened her eyes, raised her head suddenly, and whispered to Xiao Yao.

"Although I don't agree with his educational philosophy and practices, he did devote his efforts to his students... I would like to give this song to my teacher, himself." Xiao Yao finished speaking and bit his ears with Chen Jie: "Oh, it's okay."

"This is very embarrassing...that thing he..." Chen Jie said.

"It's okay..." Xiao Yao said.

The cheers around gradually subsided. The boy thought about the chords for a moment, pressed four fingers on the strings with his left hand, pinched them into a hollow fist with his right hand, and swept his thumb and index finger towards the six strings.

Xiao Yao started singing.

“Baby

The blessing is actually by your side

My baby

From early morning to early morning…”
To be continued...