When he got home and had dinner, Li Hao walked to the dancing park.

Although life has been three points and one line these days, school → home → Hengjiang Park.

It looks like ordinary days.

But Li Hao didn't think so.

He felt very happy and even brought some sweetness in his life.

This all stems from the things I do in the park woods every night.

Once every night, he could make him so excited the next day.

Holding Luo Xiaoke's slender waist, holding her hand, dancing in the dark.

Of course, no one can think of anything else except dancing.

But this subtle relationship between the two has already satisfied Li Hao.

One week...

Two weeks...

On Monday morning of the third week, Niu Haibo asked Li Hao to go to his office after class.

"Teacher, are you looking for me?" Li Hao asked after entering the office.

"Yeah." Niu Haibo put down the pen in his hand and then said, "How is your program practicing?"

"Are you talking about the art festival performance this week?" Li Hao asked.

Niu Haibo replied: "That's right."

Li Hao replied: "It's almost done, practice for another two days, there should be no problem."

"That's good." Niu Haibo also became interested in Li Hao's dance partner: "Your dance partner Luo Xiaoke is the first in the third grade."

"How do you know, teacher?" Li Hao was a little surprised.

Niu Haibo explained: "I went to No. 3 Middle School to listen to an open class before, and then I saw her name in the list column. A teacher mentioned it at that time, which made me very impressed by her name."

"Ah? What do you mean?" Li Hao became curious.

"What she said at the time was that this name must be Keke Aiai, and I was happy at that time." Niu Haibo couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that the first grade of No. 1 Middle School and the first grade of No. 3 Middle School would perform ballroom dance for the school, which is really good."

He also went to the spotlight: "You two have known each other for a long time?"

"Ah? It's not a long time, what's wrong?"

Niu Haibo smiled without saying a word, just looked at Li Hao like an old father, patted his shoulder and said, "The main thing is to focus on learning, do you know? I believe you must be a person with a proper sense."

"Yeah, I understand." Li Hao nodded.

In fact, Niu Haibo said so much, but he thought that Li Hao and Luo Xiao were in a romantic relationship.

So I reminded Li Hao to put his studies first.

As for early love, he can ignore it.

In fact, teachers treat students well differently.

In every class, one or two academic masters will have an early love phenomenon, but the teacher will only turn a blind eye. After all, it is normal for adolescents to begin to fall in love.

But once students with poor grades or mediocre performance make mistakes or have premature love, the situation will be different.

But as a new teacher, Niu Haibo will certainly treat everyone equally, because no matter which student shows signs of early love, he will patiently guide them and make them as motivation as possible.

Li Hao left the office, and the teacher who had a good deal came to inquire about the situation and asked Niu Haibo: "Is it? Is it the first in your class in love?"

"No, no, he has always liked to learn and doesn't play much with girls." Niu Haibo immediately maintained Li Hao's reputation in front of other teachers.

......

The rehearsals of Li Hao and Luo Xiaoke have come to the most critical place.

They were just trying to memorize the movements before, so they did not have too detailed some details.

But after all, this is a matter of honor to perform in front of thousands of people.

So these few nights, they always keep the details when practicing dancing.

"Yes, I have to hold your waist tightly at this time, and then you will follow the trend."

"You can be slower so we have that kind of tightness in a consistent pace."

“…”

Compared to the play and fight a few days ago, the two of them have become much more serious now.

After practicing for an hour and a half, Li Hao finally stopped.

He picked up the water bottle from the ground and handed it to Luo Xiaoke and said, "Xiaoke, drink water."

Luo Xiaoke shook his head, "Drink, you can rest for a while, I can practice again."

Unable to resist her, Li Hao had to sit on the side, drinking water and looking at her.

Luo Xiaoke was posing alone under the light and muttered: "One tick and two tick..."

"Silly girl." Li Hao couldn't help but smile as he drank the water.

He was even fantasizing about what would happen if Luo Xiaoke danced alone.

At that time, I will definitely be wearing a lotus-white floral short skirt, which will be surrounded by delicately.

Light pink lace dotted on it, and a cheerful atmosphere jumps.

Goose white pure stockings, dotted on its slender legs, rotating from time to time.

The vague lotus flowers are embedded on it, as if they emit a faint lotus fragrance.

As the body rotates, the skirt dances like fallen flowers.

Luo Xiaoke's body was very soft, and he must have been as flexible as a snake at that time, and could twist freely.

First, the toes rose and fell gently, touched the ground, and a hint of coolness penetrated the whole body. He took a deep breath, raised his head proudly, raised his slender hands, and swirled naturally.

The body rotates calmly in the elegant melody, so elegant and beautiful.

Every action is written with a different aesthetic.

"No, no, no." Li Hao couldn't help laughing when he thought of this.

"If possible, I'll really take a look."

Then he stood up, walked to her, and cared for her, "Hurry, drink water, rest."

"I'm not tired, I'm in good health, but I don't like you, you can't."

Li Hao:...

A busy and tense week has finally passed.

Saturday!

It is a day when all teachers and students of No. 1 Middle School are paying attention to!

They have long been looking forward to the arrival of the art festival.

Among them, the most exciting and happiest force is applied.

He kept repeating the sentence since he got up in the morning.

"I'm going to see beautiful girls at the art festival!!!"

Although everyone disliked his words on the surface, their inner thoughts were the same as him!

After all, the reason why men are called men is not only because they carry a handful, but also because they have more eyes that are good at discovering beauty.
Chapter completed!