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Chapter Eleven

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    Excited, Cui Yu yelled at Dafang for the first time. The tutoring effect that night was not good, so she consciously postponed the end of self-study from eleven o'clock to twelve o'clock.  As if competing with her, Da Fang actually started to study by himself.  Because he was there, Zhao Ziming and Yuan Shuyun also stayed to watch the excitement.

    The big room in the middle went downstairs to look for food, Xia Han stood in front of her and asked full of passion, "You took him to the ballet, did you see Cui Mingyan?"

    She nodded and shook her head, watched the show, but didn't meet anyone.

    "Then why is he like taking medicine?"

    She spread her hands, unable to understand.

    Zhao Ziming searched Cui Mingyan's name on his mobile phone, and there were several short videos of exams and competitions.  He lay down on the table and showed Xia Han, "Here, she is indeed a big beauty. She has a good face and a good figure. Look at the length and proportion of her legs. It's just too good. Also, the softness is amazing¡ª¡ª"

    Xia Han couldn't tell whether it was jealousy or sadness.

    "Don't worry, this matter will definitely not work." Yuan Shuyun comforted, "The big house is full of heat, and my little aunt doesn't even know who he is. Xiao Xia, Cui Yu, don't worry, hurry up and read a book."

    "That's right. This kind of high-end beauty is not only after money at first sight, the small pockets of Dafang are not enough at all."

    Cui Yu gave Zhao Ziming a hard look, "Zhao Ziming, what are you talking about?"

    Yuan Shuyun immediately covered his stinky mouth, and he laughed and apologized, "Ha, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that about little aunt."

    "Say it in that tone next time, I'll tear your mouth apart¡ª" Cui Yu probably caught the veins of these rich second generations in his heart because he had slapped Dafang hard.  It is true that the family background is good, and the self-cultivation is indeed good, and those who do not have her imagination are unreasonable.

    "It's worth it¡ª" Zhao Ziming apologized with his hands clasped.

    Seeing that something was wrong, Xia Han simply said, "Cui Yu, how much did you rank in the test? We must not let Dafang catch up. Your English is not good, right? I will help you with extracurricular tutoring. Lao Zhao, you are in charge of her physics and chemistry.  The old man is in charge of mathematics."

    The development seems a bit mysterious¡ª¡ª

    But Dafang came back from the door, grabbed a handful of beef jerky and distributed them to everyone, and said coldly, "Hehe, everyone is against me, right? I want you to know what a real counterattack is."

    Cui Yu's education and environment since he was a child have subtly informed a truth that people from ordinary backgrounds work harder and get better grades.  Her study experience in suburban counties and provincial heavyweights almost confirmed that idea, although occasionally Li Wan would say that the world is unfair, but the reality is not like that, but she was dubious.

    After transferring to another school, the short two or three weeks of study and exchange almost subverted her cognition.  Why are there so many girls who are pretty, love to dress up, love to have fun and have good grades?  There are also quite a few boys who are handsome, talented, and rich. In addition, the boys from the international class and the competition class also dress and talk from wealthy families.

    ?Fear loomed up, not to mention good-looking, not to mention rich and powerful, but actually working hard enough.

    Where is the way to survive?

    She stared at Fang Bailin who was buried in his book, if she couldn't beat her in the game, she would be completely defeated.

    Yes, Dafang, who used to sleep with her head covered when classes started, is now not only very active in tutoring at home, but also takes the initiative to study by herself until midnight like her, and is also very serious in class.  Cui Yu was very disturbed by that terrible execution and concentration.

    What's even more frightening is that when three other spectators joined in, they showed her ability to reduce dimensionality when they tutored her individually.

    Cui Yu had doubts about himself, and sent a text message to Cui Mingyan, "Little aunt, compared with talented and hard-working geniuses, where is the way out for ordinary people?"

    Cui Mingyan understood her distress almost immediately, "Your former schoolmates also want to ask you this question."

    She sighed. In fact, Cui Mingyan is also a genius. Maybe she doesn't have such troubles?

    "Everyone has unattainable peaks." Like a roundworm in her stomach, she sent many web links in a row, but when she opened them, she found resumes of many famous ballet dancers.  Each of them is selected as one out of 100,000. They started performing on stage at the age of 14 or 15, and became famous all over the world when they were less than 20 years old, and even created their own achievements.  Thirty-two whips are no longer the privilege of one person, but a group.  "Know your abilities correctly, just set your goals a little higher, and make sure you keep improving. Don't stare at the highest peak at the beginning, you will kill yourself."

    A little comforted, but not easy.

    Cui Yu was hesitating whether to tell Cui Mingyan about her silly bet, and was afraid that he would disturb her.  Before I could figure it out, the first monthly exam came, just before the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day.

    this time?A self-motivated person who gets up only after giving up.  As expected, he really paid attention to it. He changed out of the tattered clothes in a proper manner, and found a set of decent casual clothes from the wardrobe.

    "Is it appropriate for me to go this way?" He was very worried.

    Cui Yu nodded and led him in silently.

    The location of the dance troupe is an old district, with old buildings and deep trees.  The practice room is in an old house in the deepest part, with a whole row of huge windows.

    Before he got close, he heard the faint sound of music.

    Accompanied by the rhythm and beat, the vocals are melodious.

    Cui Yu stood by the tree outside the window, "Just look here for a while."

    It can already be heard that it is the music of Swan Lake.  Accompanied by the beat, a snow-white figure swirled past the window, as light as a feather on the water.

    Da Fang's body moved and immediately froze.

    She saw the longing in his eyes, the frenzy on his face, and the restraint of his whole body, even the sound of breathing stopped.

    Cui Yu's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a hand, feeling sad.

    Suddenly, he moved, took out two fruit candies from his pocket, and gave one to her.  She played with the translucent candy wrapper, "Why do you like this kind of candy?"

    He smiled, "Pretty, hard and sweet, this is my taste, my favorite."

    "If you must have a wife, this should be the only way to match me."

    Cui Yu didn't eat the candy, and squeezed it tightly in his hand until the temperature of his palm almost melted it.

    It's not like, it's not jealousy, it's sympathy.

    Fang Bailin will never be able to get Cui Mingyan's love.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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