Dance Practice
A mountain is not valued for its height, a river for its depth, or a heart for its breadth.
But there are no immortals in the mountains, so becoming famous by virtue of one's height is more reliable.
There are no dragons in the water, and no spirits in the shallow water; it is the deep water that inspires more sighs and awe.
So...
True idealists arm themselves with reality in order to truly realize their ideals. Therefore, Liu Chang'an is also very realistic in many ways. Considering that he needed to use Zhu Juntang's helicopter, Liu Chang'an did not put on airs as the Sect Master of the Nine Provinces Wind and Thunder Sword Sect. Zhu Juntang invited him to lunch, and Liu Chang'an, after a little bit of restraint and politeness, agreed.
Yesterday, Zhu Juntang ordered a Musang King Durian. Just like some famous tea brands claim that their tea garden has a mother tree with a prestigious pedigree, Musang King Durian also has a mother tree. It grows on an island in the Kelantan River. After tasting this variety, Old Madam Su introduced it to some old friends in Hong Kong and Macau. Later, Stanley Ho used his private plane to transport some Musang King Durian back and gave them to some tycoons, including Li from Canada, which made this durian famous.
The Musang King Durian I ordered yesterday wasn't bought from the supermarket downstairs and served on the table. Instead, it was picked ripe from the tree at the plantation in Wendong County today, immediately airlifted to Junsha, and then processed by the kitchen and placed on the table at Zhu Juntang at noon. This way, it tastes exactly the same as the durian I ate at the place of origin.
Durians that are ripened after ripening or artificially ripened, regardless of variety, can never taste as good as those that are tree-ripened and eaten fresh.
Nowadays, many durians are harvested, preserved in liquid nitrogen, and air-freighted. These are available in high-end supermarkets at prices that ordinary citizens can afford, and they taste almost identical to Zhu Juntang.
The Zhu Family owns their own plantation in Wendong County, one of the best producing areas for Musang King Durian. When Zhu Juntang wants to eat some, Zhong Qing will notify them to prepare it.
The problem with the wealthy is that they are too particular, so they lose the carefree dream of spontaneous travel and their discerning palates, which means they no longer have the appetite to eat whatever they want.
Liu Chang'an wasn't particular about such things, nor was he picky about food. He had eaten this kind of durian long ago, and it was said that the local civets loved to eat this Musang King Durian. So Liu Chang'an often encountered civets under these durian trees and ate them together.
That happened many, many years ago. Back then, eating civet cats wasn't illegal. However, because it's necessary to conform to the core socialist values, it must be explained.
After Liu Chang'an and Zhu Juntang finished lunch together, Zhu Juntang was going to school together because Bai Hui didn't have time tonight. Zhu Juntang planned to practice dancing with Bai Hui at noon.
Zhu Juntang invited Liu Chang'an to ride in her helicopter. Liu Chang'an did not insist on walking to school, but he wanted to try hanging from a rope. In the end, he gave up. He could try it at night.
When Zhu Juntang's helicopter landed, Liu Chang'an realized that the rooftop of the building had been temporarily converted and reinforced into a helipad. This building used to belong to Xiangtan University, but it was later sold to an injection molding machine manufacturing company as a factory. After the company failed and sold the factory again, it ended up in Zhu Juntang's hands. Now, in addition to the rooftop, the interior is also being renovated because Zhu Juntang will need a place to rest when she goes to school. She can't just make do with a small bed in the dormitory.
Bai Hui was waiting for Zhu Juntang on the rooftop.
She stood on the side away from the tarmac, where the dense canopy of trees blocked the scorching midday sun, and most importantly, Zhong Qing had already arranged for four standing air conditioners to be installed.
While air conditioning may not be as effective outdoors, the natural airflow makes the cool air feel natural, refreshing, and comfortable, unlike the uncomfortable feeling that comes from prolonged exposure to the airflow indoors.
It's similar to the idea that in seasons when it's too hot to cover yourself with a blanket but too cold to cover yourself, you can turn on both the heater and the air conditioner indoors, and you'll generally sleep much more comfortably.
"Military training is still a long way off. Would you like to watch us dance?" Zhu Juntang generously invited Liu Chang'an to stay and watch.
Today was a day to give face to the "internship team members," so Liu Chang'an nodded and sat on the edge of the rooftop.
"Be careful." There was no railing along the edge of the roof, only a concrete block ten centimeters above the ground. Bai Hui saw Liu Chang'an sitting there with nothing behind him and couldn't help but feel a little scared. She definitely wouldn't dare to sit there herself; boys are so bold.
Most importantly, she discovered that Liu Chang'an actually gave Zhu Juntang a lot of face. Back when she asked Liu Chang'an to watch her dance videos, he wasn't interested at all. Even when she danced in front of him, he was indifferent. But now, as soon as Zhu Juntang asked, he actually sat down.
Bai Hui took another look at Zhu Juntang. Zhu Juntang was indeed beautiful, and most importantly, she had a fairy-like temperament, as well as the air of a wealthy young lady... Bai Hui thought she was more like a girl from a modest family. Men probably prefer rich young ladies.
Feeling a slight soreness, Bai Hui straightened her chest.
Forget it, it's none of my business anyway. Bai Hui felt she should be gloating, while An Nuan should be jealous, sad, and heartbroken. She should just label Liu Chang'an as a scumbag and break up with him.
That seems unlikely... Bai Hui realized she was overthinking things, so she calmed down and said, "Let's begin now."
"Did you eat a lot of ice cream at noon today? Your tone is so cold." Zhu Juntang looked at Bai Hui strangely.
Bai Hui exclaimed "Ah!" and fully woke up, patting her cheeks. "Yeah... yes..."
Zhu Juntang didn't think much of it; she never cared much about other people's feelings or whether they had any thoughts about her.
"Your expression is too exaggerated. When we dance, the most important thing is the coordination of our eyes and facial expressions, not making the audience think we're making faces," Bai Hui reminded Zhu Juntang. Zhu Juntang was just an otaku dance enthusiast and a beginner, while Bai Hui was already a well-known dancer.
"I call it being passionate and outgoing," Zhu Juntang retorted, displaying a strong sense of self-assurance.
"But the music is so soothing, and your expression is so enthusiastic and unrestrained, how can that be?"
"That's called 'gap moe' (a cute contrast between the two)."
"..."
Liu Chang'an sat to the side to pass the time. Anyway, he had already changed into his military training clothes, pants, and shoes, so he didn't need to go back to the dormitory to change.
Back in the dorm, it was Sun Shutong and Qin Zhiqiang again. Wei Xuanyi was probably out showing off his abilities again. Qin Zhiqiang was into playing games. Liu Chang'an and Sun Shutong didn't have much to talk about, so they just lay in bed reading.
His gaze fell on the two girls. Bai Hui had changed into a skirt for the short time at noon to practice dancing. Their four legs bouncing around were quite a sight to behold. However, they didn't have the long, straight legs of An Nuan. So, girls who take the cute and adorable route and are less than 1.65 meters tall often wear various long stockings or tights in pure white or cute floral patterns to highlight their innocent charm as young girls.
"Ding... Crack!"
The midday heat blew by, caressing the leaves, making them languid. Reaching the rooftop, the leaves softened in the cool air from the air conditioner, playfully tugging at the skirts of two girls. Their slender, straight legs bounced merrily, their soft bodies and beautiful faces reminiscent of playful wild animals in the forest, arousing the hunter's desire to capture them.
At this moment, a rather rough sound rang out, but it was drowned out by the song playing from the Bluetooth speaker that Bai Hui had brought. Liu Chang'an saw a grappling hook thrown up and placed on a cement block next to him. A rope was connected to the grappling hook. This kind of common climbing tool was being used by Guan Yuan.
Guan Yuan had already climbed to the second floor. Liu Chang'an thought for a moment, then picked up the grappling hook and threw it down.
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I recommend the work of veteran author Xibei Cat, "Dimensional Codex," a fantasy world of dragons and magic, knights and princesses, complete with a game system designed by the author himself.