While Fu Yang was taking a nap, Zhong Buqun had already arrived at the practice room and met Lu Panpan.
"You're here! I just wanted to send you a message." There were sweat stains on Lu Panpan's practice clothes. It seemed that he arrived at the practice room early and practiced alone for a long time.
The intensity of their repertoire is quite high. Even if the air conditioner is turned on in the dance room, it is easy to sweat.
When she saw Zhong Buqun walking into the practice room, she immediately stopped practicing and sat down in the middle of the practice room with her legs crossed. She raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead with her sleeves without caring about her appearance.
Now that he's here, she has to move her muscles and bones before starting to practice in earnest. Taking advantage of this moment, she can cool off her sweat and take a breather.
Lu Panpan wanted to wipe her cheeks with her cuffs twice more, but a piece of facial tissue suddenly appeared on her forehead.
"Don't wipe it with your sleeves. The cuffs are wet with sweat and stick to your wrists. It's very uncomfortable." Zhong Buqun said.
Lu Panpan retracted her hand and allowed Zhong Buqun to wipe away the sweat on her cheeks and neck. His movements were very careful, as if he was wiping a heavy work of art, and the force was just right, so the paper towel fell from her face.
She brushed it off, leaving no scraps of paper clinging to her skin.
"Thank you... thank you." Lu Panpan originally just wanted to say thank you, but she stuttered uncontrollably.
Zhong Buqun, who had just arrived under the scorching sun, did not have the strong smell of sweat that comes from being in the practice room for a long time. It was just that the heat all over his body made the smell of laundry detergent on the newly washed T-shirt even stronger.
some.
It was a fresh mint aroma, but Lu Panpan couldn't explain why, and the more she smelled it, the more confused she became.
Male lust makes things go wrong...
Wake up, Lu Panpan, he is your dance partner and comrade-in-arms. You two are very familiar with each other's moral character, so don't have unrealistic thoughts.
Zhong Buqun wiped off her sweat and walked to the handle bar without saying a word, seemingly not noticing the unnaturalness in Lu Panpan's tone.
"You sit down and rest for a while. I'll move around. When I start moving, you can put on your soft shoes first."
Lu Panpan raised her face and glanced at Zhong Buqun, who was already pressing his legs, feeling a little puzzled.
He is... nervous, minding his own business with "reasonable" excuses at one moment, and so gentle at the next.
It's like taking the wrong medicine.
Fortunately, he is gentle at the moment, and Lu Panpan feels lucky.
When ballet dancers officially take the stage, they need to wear pointe shoes that can stand on tiptoes to show the audience their perfect insteps and slender legs. However, wearing pointe shoes for a long time can easily cause toes and soles to be worn by the shoes.
.So during daily practice, some dancers wear soft shoes during movements in order to protect their feet.
Originally, Teacher Li and Teacher Gu would never allow Lu Panpan to wear soft shoes during the movements. They repeatedly emphasized that the professional dancers in the professional group were in almost impeccable condition, and Zhong and Lu must be prepared to prepare. Lu Panpan must keep the instep of his feet high.
Nervous state, so that you can be foolproof when you go on stage.
However, the two teachers did not come to check today, and Zhong Buqun helped her drain the water again. Lu Panpan's movements have long been practiced proficiently, so there is no need to worry about these occasional slacks.
She hurriedly untied her pointe shoes and prepared to take them off to relax her feet.
Something embarrassing happened.
Can't take off my shoes.
She pulled it out hard, and a familiar pain suddenly came over her.
It turned out that I had torn my feet again during practice. Now the skin on my toes is probably stuck with blood on the pantyhose and pointe shoes, so I can't take off the shoes.
The first time she experienced being unable to take off her shoes happened when she was in elementary school. At that time, she often walked alone from home to a nearby dance school for training.
Her foot was injured, so she had to drag a pair of pointe shoes home. When she arrived at the entrance of her home, her parents saw her swollen and bleeding feet. They were so distressed that they almost shed tears and even stopped moving.
The idea of letting her practice dancing.
She has a pair of typical Greek feet. The second toe of each foot is the longest, followed by the big toe, and the other toes are shorter. From a professional point of view in ballet, the shape of her feet is not what God will give her.
That type.
Every time I get hurt, I always laugh it off.
I thought that after so many years of hard work, I was already thick-skinned and thick-skinned. Who knew that after the intensity of training during these days, I still fell into trouble.
"Hiss." The heartbreaking pain made her gasp uncontrollably.
"What's wrong?" Zhong Buqun was practicing when he heard the movement on her side and hurried over to check.
As soon as he saw Lu Panpan struggling to pull on his pointe shoes, he realized what was going on.
"I'm here to help you. It might hurt a little, but you have to take off your shoes first so that you won't cover the wound." Zhong Buqun held her ankle and used his other hand to take off her shoe.
shoe.
The blood quickly stained the pantyhose around her toes.
"What should I do, Zhong Buqun? My feet may not be able to go up on pointe today..." This chapter has been completed!