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Chapter 23

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    Chapter 23

    Soon the weekend came again, although Xia Wu had already accepted that Yan Ji would not show up deep in his heart, but when he looked back at the corner of the parents' area, other parents were already sitting in his usual seat, and the simple-looking driver Mr.  She dozed off her cheeks, and her heart couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment. Even the smiling faces of the children couldn't cheer her up.

    In the sleepy afternoon in early summer, Xia Wu's mind was extremely clear. She looked down at her white dancing shoes. She resisted ballet early in the morning, but because of one or another reason, she dared not tell her mother.  In the tormented night, so much youth was wasted for nothing.

    All this is caused by the cowardice deep in my heart.

    Now she can't help herself and secretly fell in love with a man. Such a situation of liking a person but that person doesn't know it should be what everyone calls a secret love.

    Xia Wu was confused, her dream could not be seen in the past, it could only bloom in the night like a short-lived epiphyllum, and the years were wasted like that, is it true that she will repeat the same mistakes in love?  Secretly chewing on the bitter taste of secret love, and then repeating a cowardly life?

    I don't, never.

    After struggling, she roared in her heart, no matter the result was good or bad, she must never do such a stupid thing again.

    Even if you fall in love with someone first and lose your heart first, don't have any secret love, at least let him know!

    Be a brand new and transformed summer dance!

    In just a split second, Xia Wu made a decision, and the spring light was dancing in her eyes, which was so radiant and charming.

    After class, Lang Lang ran over as usual and put his arms around Xia Wu's thigh. The little fat man looked up at her eagerly, and acted like a baby, "Teacher, did I dance well today?"

    Xia Wu squatted down and smiled softly at the little guy, scratched his little nose, and said affectionately, "If you dance better, the teacher will take you to eat ice cream, huh?"

    "Yeah! Long live Teacher Xia!"

    Lang Lang smiled innocently and happily, and Xia Wu couldn't help laughing too. Looking at the cute child, it seemed as if she saw someone's smiling face. There was only one belief in her heart: I hope he is also happy at this moment.

    After the children left, Xia Wu went to the teaching office. The course of this semester will end in a few weeks. The teacher of the Academic Affairs Office hoped that Xia Wu would also teach this ballet class next semester. Xia Wu thought about it and politely declined.

    It¡¯s not that she doesn¡¯t like children, their smiling faces remind Xia Wu to keep her heart pure all the time, but at the turning point of her career, she must dance without distraction. After all, she is far behind others in modern dance.  The next time, it is bound to be crowded and crowded.

    It was already dusk when she walked out of the school gate, the warm wind in early summer had blown away her impetuousness, and she didn't want to go home to face her father's concerned eyes.  100 bowls of noodles.

    Walking step by step and thinking, naturally took more time than usual. When she walked to Lao Tang Noodle Restaurant, there was already a long queue at the cash register inside, and the tables were full, but it seemed that Lao Tang, who was in charge of the spoon, was still busy in the kitchen.  , Asked the cashier, more than 70 bowls have been sold, the risk is a bit dangerous, but it is not in vain.

    Xia Wu glanced at the front casually, a dozen or so people were waiting to pay, then she lowered her head and looked at the news on her mobile phone. After reading a piece of news, the line in front moved a lot forward, and Xia Wu raised her head and subconsciously moved forward.  He walked forward, but unexpectedly, he bumped into a pair of deep sea-like eyes unsuspectingly.

    Never thought that I would meet him again in this place, Xia Wu stared at Yan Ji with a dazed expression for several seconds, Yan Ji who was two steps away was also quite surprised, watching her silently, many things happened tacitly  However, hugs, rooftops, are all existences that cannot be erased from memory, because they are not professional actors with superb acting skills, so there is no way to quickly enter the role of strangers.

    First, Yan Ji broke the silence, nodded and said, "What a coincidence, Teacher Xia."

    "Teacher Xia" seemed to have opened the distance that was somewhat close to her invisibly. Xia Wu felt that she had grasped an important piece of information ignorantly, but because her mind was muddled at the moment, she couldn't be sure yet.  .

    She also smiled politely, "It's a coincidence, Mr. Yan, where is Lang Lang?"

    "Mr. Xia, I'm here." A sweet voice came from behind Yan Ji, his little head poked out, and Chao Xiawu giggled sweetly.

    "Ah, so you are here," Xia Wu looked surprised, pretending to ignore Yan Ji's deep eyes looking at her, bent over and nodded her nose, and said, "Is hiding behind uncle to scare the teacher? Hmm? Be honest.  Confess!"

    Lang Lang replied solemnly, "I don't want to scare the teacher.?Wait for the children to leave after class, she ran non-stop to the window in a hidden passageway, where she could overlook the gate of the art center, with an excellent view.

    She stared at the door without blinking, and finally waited for that person. He stepped out of the car, took her own nephew from the driver's hand, bowed his waist and asked him what, and then asked the driver to leave first.  , he and Lang Lang got into an off-road recreational vehicle and left slowly.

    Xia Wu watched all this calmly from a high place, then turned around stiffly, and slowly slid down, letting unknown emotions wrap around her.

    The smile on her lips was cold and beautiful, with a hint of self-mockery.

    Only a foolish self would think that he is in a crush. He is as smart and high-level as him. He has already seen everything and left early. Even pure crushes, he doesn't give her the right to enjoy them all.

    Heh, Hai Luo is right, his tenderness is reserved for exclusive people only, as for other passers-by, how can it be described as more than "cruel and ruthless"?

    Xia Wu's view of love gradually takes shape through the sharpening of the sharp edge.

    In the evening, Xia Wu continued to watch the broadcast of the International Dance Competition. The situation of the competition took a turn for the worse. The Slovenian girl seemed to be in a bad mood in the sub-competition, which directly affected the performance of the competition. In addition, the theme of her competition was too depressing, even a bit bloody.  , the judges were mixed.

    And Xie Yiman's performance was stable this time, and the dancing queen finally ignited his passion. Although this kind of passion came later, it was like the nectar that came late after the dry season. It was the most effective. The judges finally agreed that this was a super high-level performance.  The crown of dancing queens is well deserved.

    Xia Wu watched it for a while, probably due to her low mood. She didn't think there was anything special about Xie Yiman's performance.  This point, maybe only Xie Yiman himself knows.

    After watching it for a while, Xia Wu turned off the computer in despair and lay down on the bed.

    She was just at the age of just learning about love, so proud, but she encountered such a silent and firm rejection. Before she even spoke, her self-esteem was torn apart inch by inch, so she couldn't help being frustrated and angry.

    Yes, Xia Wu was very angry, very angry, but she was full of anger in her heart, and she couldn't find an outlet to vent it. She was so angry that she beat the pillow beside her, thinking it was a man's face, and beat it hard.

    I was playing childishly to vent my anger, and didn't want my phone to make a fuss, so I took a closer look and couldn't believe my eyes.

    Yan Ji called.

    My heart is completely confused, should I invite her on a date?  Still want to apologize?  Or share your thoughts?

    Xia Wu guessed one by one, picked up the phone in a panic, and said "Hello" gently but somewhat expectantly.

    "Ms. Xia? I'm sorry to disturb you so late, I'm really embarrassed to speak"

    Over there, Yan Ji's usually calm voice was unexpectedly a little anxious, as if he was asking for something, but it was difficult to speak.

    "Ah, Mr. Yan, please tell me? Is Lang Lang looking for me?" Xia Wu had put away all her extravagant thoughts, and her voice was neither humble nor overbearing.

    "It's like thisLang Lang suddenly developed a high fever tonight, and he refused to take medicine or go to the hospital. He has beenbegging for you to come, so he is obedient"

    "I'm sorry Teacher Xia, can you come here?" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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