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Meng Yunxian had no time to immerse herself in the shock of Zhou Ke's brother's omnipotence before she was dragged back into the purgatory of dance practice.
If the guidance in the mansion is a clockwork race against time, then here, everything is stretched and slowed down.
Zhou Mingjun took away her mallet and asked her to simulate the dance with her bare hands, "For now, don't worry about the drumsticks, rhythm and strength. Just think about how to dance this dance. Dance it again and show me."
Meng Yunxian didn¡¯t say anything and danced according to his wishes. In fact, she practiced this way at the beginning, but once she got started with the mallet, she understood what "knowing everything must be done" meant. Simulating and imagining it a hundred times was not as practical as actually practicing it, so she always used the real sword. The conditions for practicing with real guns were miserable.
After the dance, Meng Yunxian looked at Zhou Mingjun with anxiety, not knowing what Brother Zhou would say about her.
Today she wore a waist-length dress with myrobalan covering her chest, and a thick cotton robe over it. The room was already hot, and she was sweating even after dancing.
Zhou Mingjun looked at her for a long time and suddenly said: "Take off your clothes."
Meng Yunxian almost lost her balance.
"Wha, what?" She felt that the sweat on her back seemed to have lost her mind in an instant, from a delicate ooze to a crazy flow.
Zhou Mingjun repeated again: "Take off your clothes."
This time she heard clearly and hugged herself with both hands: "You, you" Before "you" could say anything, Zhou Mingjun had already brought out new clothes.
It is the dance skirt of Beijing drum dance.
"¡ª¡ªWhen did you prepare it?" She exclaimed, and a terrible thought even came to her mind: He just dressed like this.
¡°She used to wear her own clothes when practicing dancing, but this was the first time she put on a dance skirt.
The tailoring of the dance skirt is very suitable. The most important thing is that once you put it on, you will have a very elegant style. It seems that you can show your superior dancing skills by just standing there.
Zhou Mingjun glanced at her and was stunned for a moment.
She has fair skin and a round face since she was a child. The mainly red dance skirt brings out a different kind of brightness on her body. The upper body is cut close to the body, and the bow belt hanging from the cuffs and shoulders looks playful and cute. The lower skirt is in the shape of bloomers that tie the feet. The waist is high and tight, showing off her figure. The slender waist is decorated with a circle of hanging beads, revealing a small section of slender white ankles. Silk shoes of the same color wrap her little feet. , two white fur balls were dotted on each of the pointed tips of the bow shoes. At this moment, the owner of these shoes moved restlessly on his toes because of the anxiety in his heart.
"Does this, does it look good like this?" She tried to open her arms and turned in circles.
This is just a dance skirt for the Kyo-dukki dance, she has not worn it yet for the Unzen dance.
Zhou Mingjun did not answer this question. He walked up to Meng Yunxian and said, "Is there still time to take care of Smelly? Don't you know how many days are left?"
She had nothing to say.
Dance again as required, but this time it¡¯s a little different from before.
The swinging action was one of her weaknesses. This time, Zhou Mingjun grabbed her wrist before she could do it.
"Your position of exerting force is wrong."
A warm palm touched the side of her waist: "This action involves a small rotation. It is necessary to combine the power given by the body and the strength of the arm to the wrist to hit the drum accurately, rather than half-way like you." The whole body is twisted out of the hammer."
Zhou Ke¡¯s hands moved around her body restrainedly, and as the position of the cover changed, he told her that this seemingly simple action should actually be divided into several stages, and the force should be exerted corresponding to the parts of the body. Meng Yunxian felt a little strange at first. After all, no matter how childhood sweethearts she and brother Zhou Ke were, they were still different between men and women.
But when she quietly looked up and saw brother Zhou Ke¡¯s undistracted teachings, Meng Yunxian felt ashamed and blamed herself.
With so many people trying to find ways to make up for her, how could she still have the nerve to think about this?
Meng Yunxian quickly put aside her petty thoughts, but Zhou Mingjun still noticed that she was absent-minded.
The drumstick banged on her forehead mercilessly: "Can you be serious?"
Meng Yunxian was in pain and a little aggrieved. She was about to get serious.
¡°What I¡¯m telling you now about how to exert force is more important than whether you can dance this dance well!¡±
She looked at his hand covering her waist and asked, "Why?"
Zhou Mingjun said very seriously: "The more skilled a dancer is, the more she knows how to take care of her body. Dancing is a very easy thing to get injured."??.
She cried out in pain, feeling that her legs were almost no longer hers. How could there be such torture in the world? Are all the young ladies who learn to dance forced out like this?
¡°It hurts¡ª¡± She actually shed tears of pain.
????????????? If we say hindsight, Meng Yunxian is not the only one who has it.
Zhou Mingjun suddenly found that he was almost pressing all the strength of his body against her legs.
Where is she? She put on a dance skirt made of gauze material, and her figure was looming in the layers of gauze. The thin pink shoulder straps seemed to be teasing, who dared to pick them off their shoulders.
Because of the hamstring strain, her whole body was folded up in an ambiguous posture. Coupled with the pitiful struggle and tears, Zhou Mingjun's brain suddenly became filled with blood. He subconsciously let go of her and coldly adjusted his clothes. He lowered his tone and said: "These days, there are still girls who are so stubborn as you."
As he let go, Meng Yunxian did not run away, but curled up and rolled around with her legs on the spot. Finally, she looked at him with grief and anger, and said, "You are such a beast."
Zhou Mingjun didn¡¯t find it funny. He had already put aside those delusional thoughts just now and said seriously: "If you have the energy to scold me, you should save your energy to pray to God and worship Buddha."
She tilted her head, her eyes as dull as a dead dog: "I know, please help me get the shuttlecock"
Zhou Mingjun wanted to hold back his laughter, but he couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing
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Xianxian was practicing, so I stepped up my efforts to talk nonsense and answer a few questions.
1. Xianxian is not the type to be controlled. You have completely forgotten whose cub she is, and Xianxian has grown up. She does not need to be taken care of all her life. Brother Zhou¡¯s current consciousness is still the same as before, Xianxian Everything is under his control, and he still doesn't know how much Xianxian's world has changed~
2. A new copy will be opened soon. It is mainly responsible for guiding the emotional enlightenment of men and women, the upgrading of Xianxian and the correct status of identity.
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