Liu Changqing returned to the dance studio in a irritable mood.
When he stood outside the glass door and looked into the house, looking at the two figures, one large and one small, in front of him, Liu Changqing did not open the door and go in immediately, but stood outside.
The two get along very harmoniously.
Different from the An Yuanyao he saw in peacetime, she looked focused at the moment and seemed to be saying something with every movement.
Liu Changqing, who was standing outside the door, couldn't hear what was said inside.
Looking at An Yuanyao's focused expression, Liu Changqing seemed to realize for the first time that she was not a stupid woman.
Compared to myself, she seems to know more...
Not knowing what he thought of, Liu Changqing raised his hands and slapped his cheeks a few times, trying to clear his mind.
He didn't know why he always felt worried about gains and losses recently. He started to feel like this ever since he brought home the photos of his parents from this world.
Standing outside the door and taking a deep breath, Liu Changqing gently opened the door.
"How's your practice going?"
Regarding Liu Changqing's entry, An Yuanyao immediately responded.
"You've been down for a long time..."
"I met someone I know downstairs and chatted for a while. By the way...Xia Zhi's dancing skills haven't fallen behind, right?"
"Although she was a little unfamiliar at first, Xia Zhi seems to have regained her feelings now. She is very talented in dancing."
"Yeah?"
Such an answer surprised Liu Changqing.
He knew his daughter's virtues, and her talent in learning was not very good, but he did not expect that she would be praised by An Yuanyao for her dancing.
In the past, Liu Changqing didn't know his daughter's dancing level.
"I'm very powerful!"
Putting her hands on her hips, Liu Xiazhi was very impressed by the praise from An Yuanyao beside her, and couldn't help but want to show off to her father.
Hearing his daughter's answer, Liu Changqing was stunned for a moment.
This girl... can't be praised.
He moved his eyes away from his daughter and looked at the empty dance studio. After looking around, his eyes moved to An Yuanyao.
After thinking for a while, he said.
"Why don't we stop practicing today."
"Why?"
An Yuanyao didn't quite understand what Liu Changqing suddenly said.
After thinking for a while, Liu Changqing made up a reason.
"Nothing... I just feel a little tired and want to go back and rest."
An Yuanyao obviously did not expect Liu Changqing's answer.
After standing there for a while, he walked in the direction of Liu Changqing with small steps, and didn't stop until the two faced each other.
He slowly raised his hand and touched Liu Changqing's cheek, with a worried look on his face.
"Are you unhappy about something? You don't look good..."
"Can you tell if your face looks bad?"
After replying, Liu Changqing quietly pushed An Yuanyao's hand away and said with a smile.
"Don't think too much, I'm just a little tired recently..."
"Would you like me to give you a massage?"
"Do you know how to massage?"
"When I was learning dance, we would give each other a massage to relax our bodies after the dance practice. Although the technique was not very good, I felt pretty good... Do you want to try it?"
Looking at An Yuanyao who said this in front of him, Liu Changqing thought for a while and then said in an uncertain tone.
"Then... try it?"
After saying this, Liu Changqing was pulled to the side and sat down. An Yuanyao knelt behind him and put her hands on Liu Changqing's shoulders.
Use your fingers slightly.
"Ah~"
Liu Changqing made a sound subconsciously.
Hearing the sound, An Yuanyao stopped after pressing the button once, stretched her head forward, and asked softly into Liu Changqing's ear.
"Are you too strong?"
"No...it's just that my shoulders are a little sore. The strength is just right. I feel you are very professional."
"Don't brag nonsense, I will be proud."
Although he responded like this, he could hear a hint of smile in An Yuanyao's tone.
Then it started to continue.
Liu Xiazhi looked at the two adults in front of her. She didn't know what was coming to her mind, and ran towards her father's position.
He stopped next to Liu Changqing, sat down in a posture similar to that of a duck, and stretched out his little hand to grab Liu Changqing's arm.
Looking at his daughter's sudden behavior, Liu Changqing was a little stunned for a moment.
Let her daughter play with her arms.
Then I discovered that Liu Xiazhi was imitating An Yuanyao.
A pair of small hands pinched his arms without any control.
After squeezing hard four or five times, Liu Xiazhi looked at her father with her little head raised as if she also wanted to get praise from her father.
At this moment, the father and daughter looked at each other.
Smiling like a flower and tilting her head, Liu Xiazhi asked.
"Dad, is this strength enough?"
"Very good, very good. I didn't expect my daughter to know how to be filial!"
He was stunned for a moment, then Liu Changqing responded with a smile.
An Yuanyao behind her also laughed softly when she saw the scene of father and daughter interacting.
With a smile on his face, Liu Changqing slowly closed his eyes, quietly feeling this moment...
Maybe... it's not that bad.
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The third year of junior high did not change much for Liu Zhiyue.
Apart from the fact that after being assigned to the rocket class, the messy scene in the class at the end of class was much less, there were no obvious changes.
If there is any change, it is that our deskmate is no longer Zhao Xuanwen.
Today's deskmate is a girl who always likes to stare at him after being assigned to him.
Liu Zhiyue had some impressions of her.
Before the summer vacation, he blocked the way between himself and his father and said a lot of incomprehensible things, and he always liked girls wearing caps in the bright sun.
At first, he thought that the other person was always wearing a hat because of some head defect. Liu Zhiyue even maliciously speculated whether he was suffering from hair loss at such a young age.
When the other party took off the cap, the answer came naturally.
Not only did the other person not lose hair, his hair was still very thick.
Although he was a little curious about the fact that she was always wearing a peaked cap, Liu Zhiyue adhered to the principle of doing more than doing less and never took the initiative to talk to her.
A week after school started, it was still the same.
Night self-study is always a bit boring.
After finishing writing the math mock test paper distributed today, Liu Zhiyue felt a little bored and took out his notebook to write and draw on it.
He still clearly remembered what his father said.
Just have the hands to draw.
But after these days of self-study at night, although his painting skills have improved to a certain extent, they have not reached the point where Liu Zhiyue is satisfied.
I always feel like...there's something missing in the painting.
"What are you painting?"
Liu Zhiyue was a little surprised by the sudden words coming from beside him. He first looked at the other person strangely, and then looked at the painting he had just painted in front of him.
responded.
"This is a Pikachu."
"Pikachu? Why do I feel like an alien?"
Zhang Yunjing said this.
She knew about Pokemon. Her parents bought her younger brother a handheld console, and she had seen her younger brother play the game.
We can guarantee that the Pikachu Zhang Yunjing has seen is definitely not this weird creature with twisted limbs.