Qiao Simu frowned and said to Wang Zixian: "Teacher, this dance is uncomfortable."
Wang Zixian glanced at Qiao Simu: "That's because you haven't practiced well. Don't always think that you are really a genius. You can see that you haven't mastered such a short dance even after practicing it over and over for so long. You are really as stupid as a pig!"
This movement is inherently wrong, and it will definitely not be comfortable.
She just deliberately wanted to give Qiao Simu the wrong move.
A fool still wants to get ranked?
Go ahead and dream!
It also caused her to be embarrassed in front of so many people, so she just waited to see how Qiao Simu would make a fool of herself during the competition!
Qiao Simu wrinkled her nose and said, "But, teacher, your dance is very ugly and ugly."
A dance is a story, and fluency and integrity are both important.
She specifically watched the videos of previous dance competitions. In the first round, everyone was given a fragment of a story, and then the dancers would fill in the missing parts of the story.
It gives a beginning and allows the dancers to continue the rest of the content with dance.
But in the paragraph Wang Zixian gave her, it was completely unclear what she wanted to express. It was as if some words popped out randomly on the keyboard and the number of words was used to forcibly make up a so-called beginning. She had no idea what she was talking about.
Wang Zixian was heartbroken by Qiao Simu's frank and frank words. She gritted her teeth and said to Qiao Simu: "Do you know what dancing is? Do you know how to appreciate it? You don't know anything, you just talk nonsense!"
Qiao Simu lowered his head, pursed his lips and said, "But, it's really ugly..."
Wang Zixian turned green with anger at Qiao Simu's words: "You are the ugly one! Your whole family is ugly!"
Qiao Simu raised his head, with a serious look on his fair face, and said seriously: "No, Mu Mu is beautiful! My brother is good-looking and handsome! Neither of them are ugly!"
After saying this, Qiao Simu realized belatedly, hmm? Why did she bring Fu Zhuochen with her?
Qiao Simu also deliberately took out his mobile phone, opened a software, and quickly took a photo of Wang Zixian.
Then the mobile phone immediately rang with a mechanical female voice: "Your skin age is 48 years old, and your appearance is 67 years old."
Qiao Simu took another photo of herself, and the mechanical female voice sounded again: "Your skin is twelve years old, and your appearance is ninety-nine."
The system also very considerately put the two photos together, with the score written in large letters below.
Qiao Simu pointed the phone screen in front of Wang Zixian: "Teacher, look! Mu Mu is not ugly!"
Then looking at the age of the skin on it, Qiao Simu looked at Wang Zixian with her mouth slightly open: "Wow, it turns out that teacher, you are already forty-eight years old. You are better than Zhang Ma..."
Qiao Simu lowered his head and Gu Mo counted his fingers carefully. After counting for a while, he said: "Wow, you are one year older than Zhang Ma. I really can't tell!"
Wang Zixian was so angry that her lungs were about to explode.
What is forty-eight? She is obviously only thirty-one!
What kind of broken software is this!
Wang Zixian took a few deep breaths and sneered: "Only fools would believe this kind of software!"
As soon as Wang Zixian finished speaking, the owner of the knowing dance studio and another teacher happened to pass by, and their cell phones rang: "Your skin is twenty-five years old, and your appearance is ninety-nine."
The teacher immediately praised the boss: "Boss, you take good care of yourself. Please teach me how to take good care of yourself like you."
The boss smiled very happily: "I just do some maintenance, but don't tell me that this software is quite good and accurate. I have also been doing maintenance with this software during this period. Look, the effect is good, right?"
The teacher immediately nodded: "Indeed, what is the name of this software? I will go to the next one too."
Qiao Simu blinked and asked Wang Zixian blankly: "Teacher, are they also fools?"
Wang Zixian's expression suddenly froze.
She finally managed to stay. If she calls the boss a fool, then she really doesn’t want to work anymore!
She was really so angry with Qiao Simu that she couldn't think straight and didn't know what to say.
Then he took a deep breath and fired at Qiao Simu: "I don't know how to practice dance every day, but I just know how to do these things. Do you really want to compete?
If you don’t want to compete anymore, get out as soon as possible and don’t waste everyone’s time!”
Qiao Simu seriously doubted that Wang Zixian's skin age was her real age, and she was almost menopausal.
Qiao Simu murmured in a low voice: "Mumu has been practicing her dance well, but the teacher has been playing with her mobile phone."
Normally, Wang Zixian would just give Qiao Simu a brief demonstration on how to do it, and let her watch the video on her own for the rest.
This way she could relax a lot, especially after the audition, Wang Zixian let Qiao Simu watch the video by herself most of the time.
Wouldn’t it be possible to know it at a glance?
So what else does the teacher do?
So, Wang Zixian confidently sat next to her and played with her mobile phone.
If it weren't for the fact that Qiao Simu couldn't learn the correct parts required for the dance competition, she wouldn't have thought of teaching it herself.
Wang Zixian felt that if she continued to chat with Qiao Simu, she would be so angry that she would retire early.
"That's it for today's class. You can go back and practice by yourself!"
No matter what class you take, if you continue to take it, your life will be shortened by two years.
Qiao Simu was not happy to face Wang Zixian's fishy face and happily went home from get out of class.
It's just that she still had to find a way to get the right clip for the dance competition.
The clips for the first round of the dance competition are all produced and placed directly on the USB flash drive without being uploaded, allowing the team leaders to randomly select them.
It's just that Wang Zixian deliberately refused to give her the correct one. How can she get the correct clip?
She couldn't beat Wang Zixian until she dared not give her the correct clip.
Hey, give Wang Zixian a beating?
Fighting violence with violence?
It seems...it is indeed a good choice...
Wang Zixian, who was heading towards the parking lot, couldn't help sneezing, and a chill suddenly rose up her back.
When the people from the dance studio came to class the next day, they found that there was a good-looking but very strange man in the dance studio.
The owner of Huixin Dance Studio looked at this little ancestor and felt his heart pounding.
She knew that this young ancestor was the young master of the Situ family in Yan City. If he was in a bad mood, he could easily close her dance studio.
But he didn't know the purpose of coming today, he just said he wanted to take a good look.
The owner of Huixin Dance Studio was not sure what he wanted to do, so he could only follow his wishes and accompany him to slowly watch the daily classes in the dance studio.
They would stay outside each classroom for a while without saying anything. Finally, they walked all the way outside the dance classroom where Qiao Simu was, looked at it for a while, and said, "What are they teaching here? They dance so ugly!"