1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 259: We clearly agreed on this, why... did you lie to me?

"Hey! Good!"

"Just like that, follow the rhythm of the music and keep going!"

Seven o'clock in the morning, Beijing Dance Academy.

In the dance room.

The ceiling fan was spinning at high speed. The stainless steel blades painted in military green turned into a disk, constantly stirring the airflow in the dance room.

The cool breeze surged in the bright and spacious dance studio, blowing up the tiny dust particles and dispersing the summer heat through the wide-open glass windows.

A corner of the gauze curtain fluttered gently, and the summer flowers in full bloom in the flowerbed outside the window swayed in the breeze, which was particularly beautiful.

The sunlight came in through a long row of bright large windows in the dance studio, falling on the dark brown cork floor, leaving rows of slanted light gratings.

"Boom!"

Two graceful figures stood side by side, jumping and dancing to the music in the sun. Several slender feet wrapped in stockings jumped and changed on the floor like butterflies flying through flowers, making crisp footsteps.

The sunlight filtered through the translucent curtains, and a light golden halo shone on the girls' slender and beautiful bodies.

As if a layer of filter was added, the dance at this moment seems particularly gorgeous and hazy, as if it has an immortal air.

The ponytail behind her head flies freely behind her slender beauty with each graceful and freehand dance move, showing the vitality of a young girl.

"Xiao Li, your classical dance form has improved a lot, but what's wrong with you these past few days? Are you distracted? How many small mistakes have you made?

And Xingjie!

You must break away from the inertia of ballet thinking as soon as possible. You are not as good as Xiaoli in switching styles. It is not smooth and natural enough. "

At this time, the two girls were not far away.

A middle-aged woman wearing a loose white training suit and holding a teaching stick stood beside them.

Her sharp and serious gaze moved back and forth between Liu Xiaoli and Lin Xingjie, not missing out on the smoothness of any movement or the changes in any muscle.

If there is any error or omission.

She would swing the slender bamboo stick in her hand mercilessly, making a crisp sound as it hit the girls' graceful bodies that were fully displayed by their tight dance costumes.

If nothing unexpected happens.

Even through a dance costume, the whip would still leave a shallow red mark on the girls' delicate skin.

At this time, there were two girls who were training non-stop in the middle of the dance room. When they heard teacher Wang Qiang's comments, they both smiled bitterly.

Too harsh!

Since the end of the Beijing Dance Academy entrance examination, Liu Xiaoli and Lin Xingjie, as special training students, have immediately plunged into intense and exciting special training.

But the two never expected that Aunt Wang Qiang, who was usually gentle to others, would become so strict and even harsh during class.

This level has reached the point where no tiny dance movements, subtle changes in any muscle group, and the coordination of the entire body in dance are missed.

This has caused Liu Xiaoli and Lin Xingjie a lot of trouble during this period of time.

But no matter how strict it is, the effect of learning and training is real.

Liu Xiaoli's progress alone was alarmingly fast. In just two weeks, she had already mastered dozens of basic movements of Chinese classical dance to the best of her ability.

Even Wang Qiang was full of praise, saying that Liu Xiaoli's current basic movement level was only five years behind his own.

You should know that Wang Qiang is the deputy director of the Chinese Classical Dance Department of Beijing Dance Academy and a national first-class dancer.

Liu Xiaoli is only five years behind her, which is evident!
This instantly put a lot of pressure on Lin Xingjie, who graduated from the world's top ballet school and studied under Wang Qiang together with Liu Xiaoli.

“Ballet originated in Europe and has a strict training system and norms, emphasizing openness, tension, uprightness, and standing.

That is, outward opening, stretched feet, upright body and extension of lines.

In terms of dance posture, ballet has many fixed movements and postures, such as five-foot, arabesque, atigu, etc.

These movements focus on symmetry and geometric beauty, and emphasize the extreme extension of the body and the lightness of aerial movements. "

Wang Qiang frowned and looked at the two of them, a hint of dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes. The condition of these two people in the past few days was extremely bad.

But she quickly calmed down and continued to explain:
“Chinese classical dance is rooted in traditional Chinese culture and incorporates elements of opera, martial arts and folk dance.

Its dance postures emphasize roundness, bending, twisting and tilting, emphasizing the beauty of body curves and inner charm.

Whether it is the cloud hands, stepping and turning, or jumping steps, they all embody this kind of round and flowing beauty.”

As he was talking, Wang Qiang stretched his hands out to the sides and began to teach on the spot. He started with the upper body, then the forearms, and then the wrists, forming the most beautiful movement in classical dance - the cloud hand.

The movements are smooth and natural, and the rhythm is beautiful and moving.

It's hard to find anything wrong with it.

"Teacher Wang is still amazing."

Liu Xiaoli and the other person couldn't help but marvel at the fact that the basic movements seemed to have a basic name, but basic didn't mean simple.

There are only a few people in the country who can achieve the level of Wang Qiang, who learns from nature and aims at the right goal.

Then, Wang Qiang demonstrated several of the movements that had caused problems in front of the two of them, until they saw them clearly and understood them completely.

This is the advantage of individual lessons. If there is anything you don’t understand, the teacher can break it down and explain it to you, and then demonstrate it by example.

With this kind of instruction, how could there not be much progress?

"Okay, take a ten-minute break."

Wang Qiang stopped his movements and took a breath, then looked at Liu Xiaoli and said calmly: "Xiaoli, come out with me for a moment. I have something to talk to you about."

'Is it because of the performance opportunity at the China National Opera and Dance Theater?'

When Liu Xiaoli and Lin Xingjie heard this, they both had the same guess.

The two looked at each other subconsciously.

"Humph!"

"hehe."

Lin Xingjie turned away proudly, while Liu Xiaoli smiled slightly.

But they both saw a confident look in each other's eyes, determined to win.

Last week.

Beijing Dance Academy received the dance troupe and symphony orchestra of the China National Song and Dance Theater. The two sides had intense discussions and development plans on cultivating outstanding dancers for the new era of reform and opening up.

Then the news spread out in the school.

It is said that the China National Opera and Dance Theater gave Beijing Dance Academy an opportunity to perform on the big stage of the China National Opera and Dance Theater.

As a national song and dance theater, it has always attracted much attention since its establishment.

"White-Haired Girl", "Red Leaf River", "Liu Hulan", "Xiao Erhei Gets Married", "Song of the Grassland", "The Injustice of Dou E", "Red Cloud" and other works are all created by this top song and dance theater in the country.

It has a far-reaching influence and is well-known both at home and abroad.

1979, which was last year.

Come and watch the premiere of "Princess Wencheng" written and directed by the China National Opera and Dance Theater.

This shows the status of the China National Opera and Dance Theater in the literary and art circles.

It can be said that performing in the China National Song and Dance Theater is the dream of all dancers.

This class of Beijing Dance Academy is very special as it is the first time that it has admitted undergraduate students.

Among them, only Liu Xiaoli and Lin Xingjie have the qualifications and ability to go.

So now...

"I see."

Liu Xiaoli nodded, and her mood suddenly became a little depressed, not knowing what she was thinking about.

She followed Wang Qiang and walked out of the dance studio on her small feet wearing only stockings.

The two looked at each other.

Wang Qiang looked at Liu Xiaoli and sized her up calmly.

Liu Xiaoli's eyebrows were lowered, and there was a hint of dark circles around her bright and charming almond-shaped eyes. Her once gentle and warm expression now seemed a little depressed and hesitant.

It seems like something happened in life?

After staring at her for a while, Wang Qiang guessed.

By the way, Kaiyan went to southern Xinjiang to collect folk songs recently, right?
Wang Qiang reached out and patted the girl's soft shoulders, and asked softly, "Are you in a bad mood recently? Talk to Aunt Wang for a while?"

"..."

Liu Xiaoli looked up with some surprise, as if she didn't expect that Aunt Wang Qiang would notice such an obvious change in her.

But she still shook her head gently and said nothing.

Liu Xiaoli is not used to expressing her thoughts and emotions out loud, nor will she tell outsiders. Most of the time, she digests them silently in her heart.

Just like when I learned about this childhood marriage as a young girl, the complex emotions were difficult to resolve for a long time.

Of course, except for Comrade Xiao Cheng from my own family.

Liu Xiaoli really wanted to talk a lot of nonsense to him and vent a lot of emotions.

But... she was a little worried that Cheng Kaiyan would feel that she was different from her usual image, so she suppressed the thought.

"Take care of yourself and try not to affect your normal training. Look at how many mistakes you made today."

Wang Qiang sighed inwardly when she saw this. Since Liu Xiaoli didn't want to say it, she couldn't force her. After reminding her, she remembered something:

"Train well during this period. I'm sure you've heard the rumors circulating in school recently about the China National Opera and Dance Theater..."

"what?"

Even though Liu Xiaoli was feeling a little depressed and melancholy, when she heard about this from Wang Qiang in person, she couldn't help but feel a surge of joy and anticipation in her heart.

She quickly asked, "So the spot to dance at the China National Opera and Dance Theater? Is that true?"

"Haha, it's true."

Wang Qiang took the girl's smile and her bell-like voice into his heart and started laughing too.

This child... really loves dancing and has no resistance to these things.

A cute and hardworking little guy.

Wang Qiang then explained: "During the Double Ninth Festival this year, the China National Song and Dance Theater will have a grand performance at the People's Hall, and leaders will come to watch the performance.

The college leaders and the China National Song and Dance Theater mean to select a student from your class to participate in the performance.

If nothing goes wrong, the choice will be between you and Xingjie.

Xiaoli, you have performed on stage at the May Fourth Youth Day Gala before and have plenty of experience on the big stage. The dean and I both prefer you.

Of course, in the end it still depends on the strength of you and Xingjie, so..."

Wang Qiang didn't finish his words and looked at her with a smile.

"I will work harder, teacher."

Liu Xiaoli nodded seriously, and her pretty fair face suddenly broke into a beautiful smile.

"Come on."

Aunt Wang Qiang glanced at Lin Xingjie who was eavesdropping behind the door frame, and after noticing the disappointment and frustration on her face, she continued:
"Xingjie is the same. This time, her performance is not classical dance, but The Dying Swan. In this respect, Xingjie is also very competitive."

"real!"

Lin Xingjie was embarrassed and ashamed because she was caught eavesdropping by the two men, but after hearing Wang Qiang's comfort, she immediately became confident again.

She crossed her arms and said proudly, "I have danced the Death of the Swan countless times in the Soviet Union. This spot must be mine!"

Then Lin Xingjie raised her chin towards Liu Xiaoli and glanced at her proudly, "Come on, if you keep in such a bad state, I won't feel any sense of accomplishment even if I win!"

After that, she hummed the Soviet Union's Katyusha ditty and went back to the dance studio to practice dancing. "Katyusha stands..."

"hehe!"

Faced with the provocation that came to her door, Liu Xiaoli just smiled indifferently.

Laugh to death!

Who wouldn’t experience the death of a swan?
Liu Xiaoli's heart was also filled with fighting spirit.

No matter what...she must get this spot!

Just smiling...

Liu Xiaoli thought of the sudden feeling she had that morning and felt a little uneasy.

“I must have been too tired recently and my heart was overloaded.

And Comrade Xiao Cheng clearly promised me.

If even a hair is missing, I will bring my head to you.

He must be fine.

How could he bear to give up on someone as gentle, considerate, beautiful and outstanding as me? "

The girl comforted herself in this way.

At noon, it’s time for lunch and I can finally take a break.

Liu Xiaoli took a shower in the shower room of the dance studio building, changed into clean clothes and then went downstairs.

The three of them, the master and the apprentices, usually go to the cafeteria together. After lunch, everyone goes home to rest and then comes back for class at 2:30.

However, after receiving the last letter, her mother Jiang Wan, who had not seen Liu Xiaoli for half a year, took a train to Beijing to visit her.

Therefore, during this period, Liu Xiaoli ate meals cooked by her mother at home for three meals a day.

"Ah... I didn't expect mom to be so angry. Even though I confessed to her that I was dating Kaiyan, she must have a very bad impression of Kaiyan, right? She finally had a BJ after all these years, and she didn't even mention going to see Aunt Xiu..."

Liu Xiaoli sighed, very worried.

Why do these older generations attach so much importance to their iron rice bowl?
but……

She might now have a good chance to convince her mother.

Thinking of this, Liu Xiaoli was in a good mood. She pedaled faster and headed towards the teachers' compound of Beijing Normal University.

……

ten minutes later.

When the bicycle arrived at the compound, Liu Xiaoli parked it under the iron shed and locked it.

Then he turned around, went upstairs, returned to his home and opened the door.

Through the poorly soundproofed door, Liu Xiaoli vaguely heard the sounds of cooking coming from inside the house.

"Crack!"

Open the door and enter the house.

A female voice came from the kitchen, "Who is it? Is it Xiaoli? There is one last dish, it will be ready soon, come in and take it out."

"understood."

Liu Xiaoli responded, threw the army green bag in her hand on the sofa, and walked towards the kitchen with excitement.

Push the door open.

The kitchen was filled with smoke, which was blown away by a small fan mounted on the wall.

Liu Xiaoli smelled a strong aroma and looked down. She saw three dishes, both meat and vegetarian, already placed on the kitchen stove, and there was soup being boiled in a clay pot using a honeycomb coal stove.

In front of the wok, there stood a middle-aged woman wearing an apron, frying fish in the wok with a spatula in her hand.

The woman poured water on it, sprinkled some chopped green onions on it, and then covered the pot.

She finally finished her work and turned around to ask, "Are you back? Are you tired today?"

A face that was somewhat similar to Liu Xiaoli appeared in front of her, and he looked to be in his forties.

Her oval face, which bore traces of time, was covered with fine beads of sweat. She had a pair of phoenix eyes exactly like Jiang Ting's, but there were some fine lines at the corners of her eyes. However, she did not look old, but instead added a bit of mature charm tempered by time to her phoenix eyes.

Her eyebrows were long and thin, and below them was a humpback nose with smooth lines that rose up from the cartilage.

Her lips are not made of rouge, but have a natural rosy color, as if they contain the calmness bestowed by time.

This is Liu Xiaoli’s biological mother, Jiang Wan.

As she spoke this to her daughter, she smiled, with two shallow dimples on her cheeks.

"I'm not tired. Aunt Wang Qiang is very nice to me. Wait a minute, I have something to tell you."

Liu Xiaoli hugged her mother Jiang Wan's arm, showing a rare girlish coquettish look.

"hehe."

Jiang Wan looked at her daughter's excited and expectant expression, and couldn't bear to spoil her fun, so she just smiled.

This teacher Wang Qiang is Xu Yuxiu's neighbor and old friend. Given this relationship, if he still treats her daughter badly, she will have something to say to Xu Yuxiu!

"Take the dishes out first, and we'll talk about it later when we eat."

"Uh-huh."

……

The mother and daughter sat at the dining table.

"Hey~ Just tell me if you have any good news. I've heard so much bad news from you recently. Finally, your mother heard some good news. You are so filial!"

Jiang Wan picked up a piece of vegetable with chopsticks and gave it to Liu Xiaoli, speaking in a calm tone.

Ever since she received the letter, she has been in a bad mood for the past half month.

Now that he had come to Beijing, he heard even more annoying news from his daughter.

Who knew that this damn girl gave up her iron rice bowl, it turned out to be because of a man!
And it was Cheng Kaiyan who was engaged to Liu Xiaoli!
How could Jiang Wan tolerate this? You have to know that their two families had lost contact over the years.

Besides, it is a new era now. Jiang Wan would not push her daughter into the fire pit just because of a child marriage.

Moreover, my daughter is young, beautiful, has a good personality, and is also a dancer.

Not to mention finding a good son-in-law, at least finding a cadre is a stable one, right?
Jiang Wan had long considered canceling this engagement.

It's just that due to courtesy, he never said it explicitly, but he mentioned it vaguely in the letters we exchanged last year and this year.

But who would have known that, secretly, these two people actually got in touch and even started dating!
That’s fine, but treat the person as he is!
Why did Cheng Kaiyan, that little bastard, trick Xiaoli into coming to Beijing?
And it caused her to lose her job?

Do you know how hard it is to find a job nowadays?!

What's more, it's a stable job with a salary of hundreds of yuan a month at a dance theater! !

This little bastard! He clearly has bad intentions!

"Hey, Mom, don't be angry, just listen to me..."

Liu Xiaoli smiled awkwardly when she saw this. She knew that her mother had been very angry since she found out that she had given up her stable job and came to the capital with Cheng Kaiyan.

After she confessed everything to her mother that day, she was so angry that she scolded Liu Xiaoli until she cried.

She put her arm around her mother, rocked her, and explained:

"The China National Song and Dance Theater has been conducting research at our Beijing Dance Academy recently. Aunt Wang Qiang said that this time the academy will choose one person between me and that classmate Lin Xingjie to perform on stage with the dance troupe of the China National Song and Dance Theater."

"The China National Opera and Dance Theater?"

Jiang Wan sighed, biting her chopsticks and listening carefully to her daughter's explanation.

Although she had studied dance, she was not from the arts world after all, so she didn't know much about these things.

She was familiar with the name of the China National Opera and Dance Theater. When Liu Xiaoli was a child, she wanted to learn dancing and she heard of this name at that time. It was said to be a national theater and the best in the country.

But Liu Xiaoli was too young at the time, so she went to study at the academy under the Jiangcheng Song and Dance Theater.

I didn't expect that after going around in circles, I'm back again.

"Will you have a chance to work at the China National Opera and Dance Theater in the future?"

Jiang Wan asked quickly.

"do not know."

Liu Xiaoli shook her head. Who could tell the truth about such things?

"Humph! That's good news. It's only as small as your little finger at most. It's still a long way to go before your mother calms down!"

Jiang Wan curled her lips and said disdainfully.

"In fact, the reason why this spot is so valuable is not because of the China National Song and Dance Theater, but because the performance will be held at the Great Hall of the People. It is said that some leaders will come to watch the performance!"

Liu Xiaoli showed a cunning smile like a little fox.

Double Ninth Festival, People’s Hall…and leaders.

Jiang Wan was stunned when she heard these words, and then she quickly grabbed her daughter's hand and asked repeatedly: "Are you telling the truth?!"

"real!"

Liu Xiaoli took in her mother's moved expression and a triumphant smile appeared on her face.

"Not bad, keep up the good work."

As a result, the atmosphere between the mother and daughter became joyful at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After lunch, Liu Xiaoli went back to her room to rest.

One p.m.

A jeep stalled in the teachers' compound of Beijing Normal University.

"Knock, knock, knock! Is this Comrade Liu Xiaoli?"

The door creaked open.

A confused girl leaned forward and asked, "I'm Liu Xiaoli, who are you?"

"Someone asked me to give you a message, asking you to go to southern Xinjiang... They said your partner had an accident and is now in the hospital and in a coma. Here is the plane ticket prepared for you."

problem occurs?
Hospitalized?

Still in a coma?

In an instant, Liu Xiaoli's pretty face turned pale.

"We clearly agreed...why did you lie to me?"

She grabbed the door frame and collapsed to the ground helplessly, and then two lines of tears fell.

"Woooooooo..."

The sorrow and worry of many days finally broke out at this moment.

Liu Xiaoli lowered her head, buried it in her knees, and began to sob.

Inside the house, Jiang Wan heard the noise and ran out quickly.

"What's wrong?! Xiaoli? What happened? Mom is here!"

"Mom! Uh...Kai Yan...He, he got into trouble and is in the hospital!"

The girl seemed to have found support. She threw herself into her mother's arms and cried heartbrokenly.

Jiang Wan's expression suddenly changed.

(End of this chapter)