"Teacher Gu and I are usually busy and don't have time to watch you practice all the time. You are her boyfriend, so you must pay more attention to her and help her adjust her mentality as soon as possible, you know?" Li Li actually learned a lot from Gu Qing.
I listened to all kinds of gossip there, and occasionally visited the school forum. Otherwise, when Lu Panpan asked her for help, I would not have immediately guessed that she was here because of the "photo incident."
"Okay." Zhong Buqun agreed.
It wasn't until he walked out of the office that he realized that he didn't feel any violation when he heard Teacher Li say that he was Lu Panpan's boyfriend.
He seems to be getting more and more accustomed to his identity as "Lu Panpan's boyfriend".
Zhong Buqun chuckled helplessly and hurried back to the dance studio to find Lu Panpan.
As soon as he opened the door of the dance studio, he saw Lu Panpan, who was drowsy with his legs crossed on the bench.
Her crotch and heels were like deflated rubber balls, lying limply on the ground, and the insteps of her feet were relaxed and did not stretch into a beautiful arc. Probably because she has been traveling between the theater and school recently, which was too much.
I'm tired, that's why I look so lazy.
"Others are wearing out their legs as if they were being tortured. Fortunately for you, you can still sleep." Zhong Buqun came closer and poked Lu Panpan's face, "Wake up, it's time to get up."
"Well..." Lu Panpan was poked in the face by Zhong Buqun, but she still looked half asleep, "Are you going to practice again?"
"If you don't want to practice, what do you want to do?" Zhong Buqun squatted and put his face in front of her, "The countdown to the preliminaries is fifteen days, Xiao Lu, please don't relax."
His breath blew past her without reservation, carrying his signature mint scent.
The scent of mint, which was obviously very abstinent and refreshing, turned Lu Panpan's face red. She immediately lost all sleep, "You... don't be so close to me!"
With such a handsome face in front of her, it's hard for her to manage her expression well!
Zhong Buqun shrugged, followed her words, and moved a little farther away from her.
"Okay~ But I can listen to you on this matter, but not on other matters." Zhong Buqun took Lu Panpan's arm and easily pulled her down from the bench while her legs were straining.
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Lu Panpan's body seemed to be made of liquid. Zhong Buqun had just pulled her up and she was so limp. "Is it really only fifteen days before the competition? It's so fast."
Originally, Zhong Lu signed up for the student group competition, but now they have entered the professional group. The school does not have the qualifications to recommend the professional group, so they can only enter the competition field from the beginning of the preliminaries.
In this way, the start time of the competition will be earlier than the original psychological expectation. Even though Lu Panpan knew the start date of the preliminaries, he was still a little surprised when he heard others say that the preliminaries were approaching.
In fact, she should have been mentally prepared as early as two days ago when the theater opened and contestants were allowed to enter for rehearsals...
"Okay then, let's continue practicing." She walked to the center of the dance room dejectedly and muttered, "No matter how much I practice, the insteps can't compare to hers..."
These words hit Zhong Buqun's ears, and he immediately replied, "Lu Panpan, apart from your pointe, do you have any other shortcomings as a quasi-professional dancer?"
Lu Panpan was speechless by his rebuke.
She could even feel that he was angry, angry that she felt inferior and even gave up on herself after seeing Misu, who was born with superior insteps.
She did not quickly regain her confidence after his encouragement as he expected, but allowed herself to soak in pessimism.
It was a negative psychological suggestion. It was telling her repeatedly that Misu, who was just a freshman and three years younger than her, was in far superior condition and that Lu Panpan would most likely lose to that girl.
In the darkness, it stretched out its sharp claws, grabbing her heart step by step, sucking out her fighting spirit.
But Zhong Buqun's angry question led Lu Panpan to calm down and think.
Besides pointe, does she really have any other shortcomings?
Body proportions, muscle content, skills, softness... In every other aspect, she is impeccable.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to hold the number one spot in the ballet department all year round.
Seeing her stunned, Zhong Buqun continued, "You couldn't listen to the nice words I told you before. Why don't you believe in yourself? Everyone says pointe is the soul of ballet performance, but you can't.
Over the years, have you ever been overtaken by any other student in the department in your professional field because of your pointe problems? "
"...No way. So why are you feeling inferior? You will magnify your weaknesses infinitely, and in the end you will lose before you fight. This is not the you I know."
Lu Panpan is obviously that quasi-professional dancer who has grown very strong and can withstand the many postgraduate entrance examinations at any time. If a small episode in the preparation process has opened up the scars from the past, her confidence has plummeted, so that she missed the opportunity.
It’s really not worth it to lose the opportunity to advance. This chapter has been completed!