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Chapter 3: Starting Dance Again

  Chapter 3: Restarting Dance Learning

  No nonsense, Zhang Yue quickly flipped out the language textbook. Fortunately, her younger self was still a pretty disciplined kid, at least her notes were good, allowing her to quickly find the texts she needed to recite.

  Looking at her flustered appearance, Zheng Xiaohui couldn't help but laugh: "Haha, you're indeed Chen Laoshi's treasure. I can now predict the facial expression she'll have when asking you questions. Ah, how I've longed to see that!"

  Zhang Yue looked up and glanced at her, also taking a look at his math homework. Zheng Xiaohui immediately shut up and started working with her head down. Taking advantage of this gap, Zhang Yue had already read through the lesson text once.

  The bell rang, Zhang Yue hastily packed up her schoolbag. After a day of studying, she had a general understanding of her current situation.

  Myself in childhood should be extremely intelligent, and the foundation is very good. Just like that article, although I forgot it for a while, but after reading it casually for two times, I can recite it immediately.

  I don't know if it was originally impressive or really unforgettable, anyway it's not as scary as Zheng Xiaohui said, like carrying people to death.

  She is now eager to go home, wanting to dig out her old textbooks and notebooks again, take a look. Since there is such an opportunity to start over, it must be cherished, can't miss it!

  Not yet out of the gate, was pulled by Zheng Xiaohui. Zhang Yue couldn't help but wonder, didn't they take different paths?!

  Zheng Xiaohui looked at Zhang Yue like that, and couldn't help but rub her nose. She blinked those big eyes and looked back: "Why are you being so weird today? I told you yesterday, my dad has to work overtime today, and he won't be able to pick me up until very late. You promised me you'd go to your house to do homework, didn't you?"

  Zhang Yue smiled: "Don't wave that big fan at me, I was thinking about today's lesson text, but I forgot it early. Follow me and let's go."

  Zheng Xiaohui has a pair of very beautiful eyes, with long and curly eyelashes. When she speaks, she often blinks her eyes. Every time I talk to her, it feels like facing a doll.

  I remember when they first sat together, Zhang Yue couldn't help but say to Zheng Xiaohui: "Your eyes are like horse eyes?" Almost choked Zheng Xiaohui to death.

  In fact, her intention was to praise, but what she got was a big white eye. After getting familiar with each other, the most common phrase Zhang Yue said was: "Your horse-like big fan eyes..." (Now thinking about it, what kind of sentence is this?!) And Zheng Xiaohui also got used to it.

  As they walked and chatted, Zhang Yue suddenly remembered something. "Zheng Xiaohui, can you do me a favor? Can you talk to the music teacher and let me rejoin the dance team?"

  "Huh? Didn't you quit automatically? At that time, the teacher was so anxious to stop you. You said you were tired and didn't want to get up early or practice. Now you're thinking of going back?"

  Zhang Yue didn't respond, only giving a faint smile: "You help me tell her, just say that my mom wanted to talk to me and thought it was good for girls to practice dance. I don't want to disappoint my mom, so I agreed. You're Guan teacher's proud student, she'll give you face."

  Zheng Xiaohui was a fourth-grader who transferred from another place because her father's unit was relocated. Zhang Yue clearly remembered that during the June 1st performance of that semester, Zheng Xiaohui's solo dance "The Little Girl Picking Mushrooms" shocked everyone.

  Before this, the students' performances were basically purely amateur, after all, there weren't many extracurricular classes at that time, and parents didn't have the energy or awareness to pay attention to their children's special talents. The only opportunity was various interest classes run by the school itself. And this was also a case of too many monks but not enough porridge, only prepared for the particularly selected seedlings by teachers.

  That day, Zheng Xiaohui brought a full set of clothes, props, and even tapes and a tape recorder. The dance was also professional-grade, how could it not surprise people? From then on, she became the music teacher's darling. However, because her original school had weak faculty strength, suddenly transferring to a provincial capital city key elementary school's key class, her studies were always lagging behind, and she also became the head teacher's eternal pain.

  "Alright, I'll help you out. Actually, Guan teacher quite likes you, and when you asked to quit, Guan teacher was very angry! However, we're in sixth grade now, if you go back, aren't you afraid Chen teacher won't agree?"

  "Just because it's sixth grade, I want to go back. Every day is class, homework, exams, memorizing books, it's suffocating. Dancing, although a bit tiring, can be considered a break."

  Zheng Xiaohui looked at Zhang Yue with envy, slowly saying: "I'm more and more envious of you. You still have time to relax, I'd rather not eat or sleep for 24 hours to finish my homework!"

  Zhang Yue couldn't help but laugh: "You're studying like this, it's all in vain. In the end, it's all useless effort. It's just like you've been struggling for so long, and math is still not working out. Are you going to cheat off me during the exam? Or how about this, you come to school early with me to practice, finish your homework at my place in the evening, and then have your dad pick you up. Everyone studies together, maybe it'll be more effective."

  Digression

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