latelenovela Chapter 286 Dancing, Dancing
Chapter 286 Dancing, Dancing
September 1st.
Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting went to school together.
Although Xiang Pengfei was also admitted to the No. 1 Middle School, he did not have a bicycle, so he had to take the bus.
During summer vacation, the Lin family bought Lin Dongzhe a bicycle. On the first day of school, Lin Dongzhe invited Zhuang Xiaoting to sit on the back seat. Zhuang Xiaoting hesitated for a moment, but still agreed.
As Xiang Pengfei watched the bicycles speeding by on the bus, he felt that although he had joined the small group from No. 1 Middle School, he had not fully joined.
The junior high school at No. 1 Middle School has a much higher teaching quality than the affiliated middle school, so there are many familiar faces in the classes.
However, this had little to do with Lin Dongzhe; he was always so aloof and difficult to approach. Many young girls whispered and gossiped about Lin Dongzhe behind his back.
At No. 1 Middle School, there were also people checking at the school gate to see if any teachers were going to and from school together. So starting the next day, Zhuang Xiaoting would have Lin Dongzhe drop her off when they were close to the school, and then she would walk into the campus.
Sometimes Huang Ling would see Lin Dongzhe taking Zhuang Xiaoting to school, so she would discuss with Zhuang Chaoying the idea of letting Zhuang Xiaoting ride Zhuang Tunan's bicycle to school, so as to prevent the two of them from getting too close.
Zhuang Chaoying agreed wholeheartedly, and the next day Zhuang Xiaoting rode her bicycle.
Xiang Pengfei was overjoyed; he had finally found his people.
In October, the factory was selecting outstanding workers again.
Although the factory is not as good as it used to be, it is still one of the top-ranked factories in the city, so being an activist still carries some weight.
Perhaps it was due to the reforms, or perhaps the rewards for being an active worker had lost their appeal, or perhaps Song Ying hadn't said anything offensive lately. Whatever the reason, Song Ying was finally named an "active worker."
The former factory beauty was overjoyed to receive the honor of being an activist, and she didn't even care that the "award ceremony" had been changed into an "awards ball".
Huang Ling was also an activist, and had been for several years in a row, so this wasn't anything new to her. Huang Ling was four or five years older than Song Ying and was considered a senior employee in the factory.
Neither Huang Ling nor Song Ying were very good at waltzing, and Zhuang Chaoying and Lin Wufeng never even imagined that they could be associated with dancing.
The four people faced each other, some with furrowed brows.
When Lin Dongzhe, Zhuang Xiaoting, and Xiang Pengfei returned and saw this scene, they were startled, thinking something terrible had happened. Song Ying explained the whole story to the three children, and they breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiang Pengfei chuckled, "I thought it was something serious. If you can't dance, you can just follow Lin Dong's philosophy!"
Zhuang Chaoying didn't understand, "Dongzhe can jump?"
Song Ying shook her head. "That shouldn't be the case. At the Children's Palace, the person who admitted Dongzhe was a piano teacher. He was supposed to be a vocalist, but the teacher insisted on giving him private lessons. But that has nothing to do with dancing!"
Song Ying often brought up Lin Dongzhe's piano, mentioning it whenever she had a spare moment. She felt that Lin Dongzhe had inherited her musical genes, and Song Ying's accordion skills were legendary in the factory.
Xiang Pengfei spoke without thinking, "I saw Lin Dongzhe dancing with a woman."
"Ok?"
"Ok?"
Apart from Xiang Pengfei, everyone else turned their attention to Lin Dongzhe.
"I know Tang Xiaoyan, the art teacher!" Lin Dongzhe concisely exonerated himself. "That day she was teaching a few girls to dance. When I passed by, she saw that I had a good figure and asked me to cooperate with her."
"Oh, teacher." The five people breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiang Pengfei glanced at Zhuang Xiaoting with a puzzled look, not understanding why she seemed nervous.
Huang Ling asked Lin Dongzhe with a smile, "Then, Teacher Lin, could you teach a few of us to dance?"
"no problem."
Zhuang Chaoying moved her feet clumsily, Huang Ling twirled and jumped lightly, Song Ying twisted her waist nimbly, and Lin Wufeng calmly stepped on Lin Dongzhe's foot.
"Dad, that kick was a bit too hard."
Lin Wufeng awkwardly moved his feet away. "This is my first time dancing too, it's understandable, right?"
The four adults were all tired from dancing and went back inside to rest. Zhuang Xiaoting moved around with small steps, "Lin Dongzhe... are you tired?"
Lin Dongzhe didn't answer, but instead made a gentlemanly invitation, "This beautiful lady, may I ask you to dance?"
Zhuang Xiaoting followed the example shown on TV, slowly extending her hand and gently placing it on Lin Dongzhe's palm.
Young people are indeed much more receptive and quicker to learn. Although she didn't skip any parts, Zhuang Xiaoting learned almost everything after watching for a short time.
Because the dance wasn't very difficult, the two of them performed it quite well.
Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting both went to the "Awards Ball". The four adults danced very hard on the dance floor, afraid that they would be laughed at if they danced poorly.
Lin Dongzhe didn't participate; he remained an observer outside the dance floor. He didn't want the title of "male factory flower."
High school is much more stressful than junior high, and Zhuang Xiaoting gradually felt the pressure.
Zhuang Xiaoting didn't perform well on a small quiz before the midterm and was called to the teacher's office.
Originally, the teacher did not intend to criticize her particularly harshly, but the subsequent sentence, "I also taught your brother, and your brother is very good at math," gradually evolved into a demon in Zhuang Xiaoting's mind.
Zhuang Xiaoting returned from the office looking very unwell.
Lin Dongzhe noticed this and knew that she must have something on her mind.
The two always went to and from school together. Every day after school, Zhuang Xiaoting would leave the school gate first and wait for Lin Dongzhe outside.
But this time, Zhuang Xiaoting didn't move after school, sitting at her desk in a daze.
Lin Dongzhe sat down in front of Zhuang Xiaoting. "Didn't do well on the exam? Feeling too much pressure?"
Zhuang Xiaoting looked up at Lin Dongzhe and said, "Am I really not as good as my brother? I've been trying so hard to catch up, but they still say this about me!"
"Zhuang Tunan? He's nothing special." Lin Dongzhe said dismissively.
Zhuang Xiaoting's gaze sharpened. "You should surpass my brother first before you talk such big words."
"Zhuang Xiaoting, you know nothing about my strength."
He pulled a textbook from his desk drawer, flipped to a page, pointed to a big problem on the back, and said, "Prove it to me."
Zhuang Xiaoting was deliberately making things difficult for Lin Dongzhe because the test questions she brought out were for the second year of high school. She had taken the wrong ones from home and hadn't put them back.
Lin Dongzhe noticed this, but didn't pay it any mind. He picked up his pen and quickly wrote down the answer.
Zhuang Xiaoting took the question and looked at it, but she couldn't understand it.
I was a little embarrassed to flip to the end and compare it with the standard answer, and found that the result was indeed the same.
She looked at Lin Dongzhe in shock, "You've previewed the material for the second year of high school?"
Lin Dongzhe smiled slightly, "I already said, Zhuang Tunan is nothing special. Xiaoting, if you want to surpass your brother, I can help you. Then the teacher will point to Zhuang Tunan and say, 'I taught your sister, and she learned much better than you.' How about that? Aren't you happy?"