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    Chapter 44

    Gu Xichu didn't answer, and turned to the shocked Sister Sherly, "Miss Fang, what time do you get off work? I want to catch up with my stupid student, Little Swan, tell the teacher, we haven't seen each other for a few years?"

    Xia Wu raised her eyes to peek at Gu Xichu, and stretched out three fingers blushing.

    "It seems that the math is not bad, and the brain hasn't become any more stupid." Gu Xi smiled, and fired at Sister Sherly, "Miss Fang, I don't care what time you get off work, I think you can understand, we teachers and students three  There is a lot to talk about in the new year."

    "Understood, this meeting is the off-duty time. Go catch up on the old days." Sister Sherly finally returned to her original position, and said, "Mr. Gu, the interview I mentioned just now?"

    Gu Xichu shrugged his shoulders indifferently, showing a gentleman's standard smile, "Everything is left to the lady's arrangement."

    Xia Wu thought, if he put red roses on his clothes, he could bring the lady home.

    Xia Wu went to pack her bag and was about to go with Gu Xichu. Sherly had doubts in her heart, so she couldn't help asking. Gu Xichu looked at Xia Wu's young back and said with emotion, "She is a ballet dancer.  There is no domestic rival.¡±

    Sister Sherly was speechless, staring blankly at Xia Wu, and commented in her heart: she is slender and thin, her back is straight, and her neck is as graceful as a swan. It turned out that she just thought that this girl's temperament was very special, fresh as a spring, but now Gu Xichu  Ticai suddenly realized that Xia Wu's past was so special.

    "She almost succeeded." Gu Xichu's tone contained a kind of emotion. To the onlookers, this emotion might be called regret.

    Xia Wu got into Gu Xichu's jeep, met for the first time in three years, couldn't help being restrained, Gu Xichu didn't drive immediately, but asked her, "How long has it been since you went to school?"

    Xia Wu was overwhelmed by this question, she pursed her lips and twisted her fingers, with a stubborn and fragile expression, and it took her a long time to answer, "It's been a long time."

    "Then go and have a look."

    It was nearly ten o'clock in the evening when I arrived at the school, and I was walking in the familiar campus, but unfortunately, the oncoming faces were all new faces. She didn't know where those classmates and friends were doing, just like they didn't  Knowing where she was and what she was doing, and looking up to appreciate the bright moonlight, Xia Wu lamented that fate is so fragile and traumatized by time and distance.

    Fortunately, above their heads is the common moonlight.

    "When you came to withdraw from school, I was actually upstairs. I was held up by an overseas phone call. When I came down, you had already left. The student who handed over the note said that you didn't seem to be in a good mood. I chased it out and found  I couldn't find you for a long time, and then I was thinking that the little swan had grown wings and ran away."

    Gu Xichu smiled jokingly at Xia Wu under the street lamp, gritted his teeth.

    Xia Wu looked at the idol sadly, thanking him for not forcing questions or scolding after the reunion. The teacher was still the same teacher with a cold surface and a hot heart. She smiled sentimentally, "Teacher, my wings are broken."

    Gu Xichu didn't speak, raised his thick eyebrows, and his expression became extremely serious for a moment, "Since you call me teacher, you should understand that teachers hate deserters and cowards the most. Are you? Xia Wu."

    This sharp question hit the softest part of Xia Wu's heart almost at once, tears welled up in her eyes instantly, and the appearance of her stubbornly holding back the tears under the light was moving, she nodded, "Yes, teacher, I think I am  .¡±

    Gu Xichu stopped talking and turned his head, "At least I appreciate honest people."

    "Let's go, sit in the old place."

    Xia Wu followed Gu Xichu all the way to the rehearsal classroom, he went to the office to get the key, Xia Wu stood in a dim corridor in a daze, staring at the door, and then walked up slowly driven by memory  , stood on tiptoe, and looked inside the door.

    She is looking for herself.

    The same movement, the same door, there was infinite light and passion inside that door in memory, but now, the door is completely dark.

    After searching and searching, what did she find?

    "Aren't you tired on tiptoe like this?" Gu Xichu's slightly low and joking voice came from behind.

    For a moment, Xia Wu really had the illusion of going back in time, as if they had returned to the time when they first met. At that time, she was full of enthusiasm, and she would be at a loss when facing idols, and she didn't know where to put her eyes.

    Now she can calmly look at her past teacher with a sour smile.

    "Come in." Gu Xichu greeted, holding a few cans of beer in his hand.

    The lights turned on, day replaced darkness, Xia Wu stood in the middle of the classroom, the mirror on the whole wall clearly reflected another devastated??Myself, loss, hesitation, a little surprise, and overflowing sentimentality.

    She took a deep breath and felt the condensed blood in her body flow little by little. She saw herself in the mirror yesterday, with one leg propped on the pole, following the rhythm of "one two three four" in the teacher's mouth, in the light music.  leg press.

    How much she is missed.

    "Come and sit." Gu Xichu sat down against the wall in that corner, sitting lazily and casually, just like his unrestrained personality. He opened a can of beer and drank it by himself.

    Xia Wu sat down, he opened another can, handed it to Xia Wu, Xia Wu took a sip, admitted that alcohol is really a good thing, and took a second sip.

    "Why did you give up so easily?" Gu Xichu asked the most difficult questions casually while drinking.

    Did you really give up easily?  Xia Wu's smile was as bitter as this Budweiser beer. She shook her head, raised her head and took a sip before speaking.

    "I was too optimistic. I rested for nearly a year and a half and planned to start jumping again. In the first month of resuming training, my old injury recurred," she shook her head. "I was injured while doing the simplest jump, and the doctor said,  An injured foot is like glass, if it is broken and put back together, no matter how complete the surface looks, you will be afraid of any impact from the outside world.¡±

    I took another sip, because I drank too fast, I coughed several times, my eyes were filled with ashes, "Afterwards, I simply stopped dancing. Now I have fully recovered, but I don't know why, it is obviously completely healed, but  I was so scared to death in my heart, those movements were clearly engraved in my bones, I could jump out with my eyes closed, but I just didn¡¯t have the courage to jump up, and I didn¡¯t have the courage to land.¡±

    "After I was injured, I often had a nightmare. I dreamed that I was on the stage. Like that day three years ago, I jumped up and fell to the ground. I was so scared that I almost didn't have the strength to get up. All the audience was against me.  I bragged and asked me why you still have the face to stay on this stage."

    "I never thought that my body recovered, but I couldn't overcome the psychological barrier." Xia Wu's calm voice was hollow and struggling, she turned to look at Gu Xichu, the stars in her eyes dimmed, she smiled, "Teacher, you  You're right, I'm a deserter and a coward."

    Gu Xichu raised the wine, touched Xia Wu's, and downed it, "To the cowards and to the deserters."

    "cheers."

    This night, the two drank the beer that Gu Xichu secretly hid at school. Xia Wu felt dissatisfied, so she took Gu Xichu to a roadside stall to drink and eat barbecue. His eyes were blurred as he listened to Gu Xichu talk about his experiences over the years. He went to Rio de Janeiro to participate in the carnival  During the festival, he danced tango with a sexy American girl. He was wandering in the remote western Xinjiang, watching the beautiful western girl covered with tulle, throwing a seductive look, and dancing the passionate Xinjiang dance.

    Then he came back and created what was truly his own: Tears of Kalisa.

    Xia Wu was excited, knocking on the table vigorously, her face full of joy, "Teacher is amazing, I watched the scene where you wiped away the tears for Kalisa no less than fifty times. God, it is simply God's work."

    "Wrong." Gu Xichu was slightly drunk, and stroked back and forth in front of Xia Wu with her slender index finger, "Art has nothing to do with God, art only belongs to people, what God can't understand, people understand."

    "In fact, everyone in this world is performing their own performance art. Everyone's life is their own work. You are your own screenwriter and director, Little Swan. Your work has just begun to be staged, sodon't be too  Draw conclusions early on the tone of the work.¡±

    "The most talented directors have moments when they lack inspiration."

    Xia Wu looked at Gu Xichu half-understood, her eyes filled with summer starlight.

    The three-year reunion of teachers and students ended up being lonely and drunk. Gu Xichu didn't drive, but called a taxi to take Xia Wu home. Xia Wu's house is in a higher place in this residential area, and there are some steps to walk up. Gu Xichu didn't care.  Don't worry and want to send her off, but it's really hard to get a taxi in this area, Xia Wu declined, pointing to her home not far away, Gu Xichu felt relieved, left the phone and took the car to leave.

    Watching him leave, Xia Wu's footsteps were frivolous, and finally climbed two steps crookedly, stopped and gradually slid down to sit on the steps, bent her knees and hugged her head, shrinking into a ball in the night as if afraid of the cold.

    It felt like floating on the clouds, and the clouds passed by her ears, as if her wings had returned and she could fly again.

    Then, the sound of beeping footsteps approached from far to near, slowly approaching her, pulling her back from the illusion.

    She raised her head ignorantly, with tears on her face.

    The man stood and looked at her. He was as tall as a god, and the orange light was so dazzling that it covered his face. She blinked hard, but she couldn't see anything clearly except for the halo, but she faintly felt that this man  There is no danger, he has a familiar smell on him.

    Xia Wu finally cried, the alcohol turned into tears and flowed out. She looked up at him and called out, "Teacher"

    "I want to dance, I really want to dance, I'm not a coward" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)??Hazy feeling that this person is not dangerous, he has a familiar smell on him.

    Xia Wu finally cried, the alcohol turned into tears and flowed out. She looked up at him and called out, "Teacher"

    "I want to dance, I really want to dance, I'm not a coward" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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