If you are asked to take charge of the specialty class, how can you become a top student?

Chapter 688 Fake a shot

Yang Tianyu has his own principles.

He won't do anything evil in things like this, and must use absolute excellence to gain Ji Yuanhua's approval.

After all, I am the first dance and gymnast student of Jiangnan No. [-] Middle School trained by Lao Chen. At the very least, I cannot embarrass Class [-]!

But having said that, Yang Tianyu and Ji Keke have now reached a bottleneck period.

They are in the VIP class now, the most advanced class.

Teacher Li has nothing left to teach them, because everything that needs to be taught has basically been taught, and the next step is to rely on one's own hard work and understanding.

To break out of your own style, in addition to extremely solid basic skills, you need to explore on your own.

It's just that this process will usually kill 99% of people, and only 1% of people can create their own style, and it is a style that is recognized.

However, Teacher Li felt that this kind of thing was indeed too difficult for two high school students.

So now Yang Tianyu is still a little anxious. He has to get Ji Yuanhua's approval before Ji Yuanhua finds a new dance partner.

Don’t we have to think of something to do this?
Yang Tianyu's first thought was to find Lao Chen, because Lao Chen's dancing ability was quite outrageous, and even Teacher Yuan was full of praise.

Although I have never seen Lao Chen dance Latin, but as a 360-year-old who competes for food, Lao Chen will definitely dance Latin!
Yang Tianyu felt that if there was Lao Chen's guidance, this matter would be a done deal.

But then I thought about it, I still can't go to Lao Chen for this matter.

The risk is too great.

Then Yang Tianyu's second thought was to find Teacher Yuan, but Teacher Yuan said that her Latin dancing was just average, and even admitted that his Latin dancing was better than hers.

emmm... Go find your mother?

Forget it, I just twisted my waist last time, don't make it worse.

And as far as my mother’s Latin dance level is concerned, her level is just like that.

Seeing that Yang Tianyu remained silent, Ji Keke suddenly asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about how to improve the strength of both of us!"

"Ah... this..." Ji Keke said: "Didn't my dad say that? We both need some heat!"

Yang Tianyu asked doubtfully: "Then?"

"What he means by being hot is that he lacks spirituality..." Ji Keke shrugged: "My dad talks like a riddle, but I roughly know what it means. After learning the basics, we have to start shaping our own style. , we need to find the right direction!”

"But things like direction cannot be explained in words. This requires your own understanding!" Ji Keke said with a headache: "Anyway, I have been practicing for so long and I haven't found any so-called spirituality. After all, this Things are difficult to break through.”

Ji Keke paused and suddenly clapped his hands: "Hey! By the way, we have it!"

Yang Tianyu quickly asked: "What?"

"My understanding is definitely not that good, but your understanding is very high!" Ji Keke said quickly and seriously: "I used to look at those dance videos, especially those Latin dance greats, and my dad also gave me advice. When it comes to learning by standing on the shoulders of giants, I haven’t figured out anything after watching it for so long, but if it were you, I think you would definitely be able to understand something!”

When Yang Tianyu heard this, he couldn't help but laughed: "Well, Coco, don't have too high expectations. My foundation is not as good as yours, and I haven't studied Latin for long!"

"It's just that you haven't studied Latin for long, so you don't have that kind of fixed thinking. It's easier for you to break out of this limitation!" Ji Keke said happily: "And you can practice this in such a short period of time. The level itself shows that your talent is stronger than most people!"

Yang Tianyu was so praised that he was a little overwhelmed, scratched his head and laughed: "Yes, really?"

"Really, I'm not lying!" Ji Keke quickly took out his mobile phone: "I have saved all those videos, let's watch them together?" Yang Tianyu nodded quickly, looking at the hungry but splendid look with a bit of brilliance. With an expectant smile, I just feel how happy this moment is, and I really want to freeze at this moment forever.

However, at this moment, a certain classmate named Yan just wanted to skip this day.

It's so embarrassing.

He felt that his knowledge reserve was not as good as that of a seven or eight-year-old girl!
Who would have thought that an eight-year-old girl could recite the teacher's instructions!
Although he learned it in the third grade of junior high school, Yan Mao had completely forgotten it.

He could only vaguely remember the first few sentences.

Of course, in order not to expose the truth or be embarrassed, Yan Mao listened seriously and occasionally nodded slightly.

"I thought it was something that happened in the camp, but I want to know it...emmm..." Lin Qingyuan was stuck while carrying her on her back. She scratched her head and couldn't remember for a while. She looked at Yan Mao for help: "Yan Mao Brother, I, I can’t remember a little bit.”

If you can’t remember it, don’t ask me!

How could I know!

Yan Mao's expression turned serious: "No, you can't ask for help, you have to learn it by yourself!"

"Brother Yan Mao, can you memorize it?"

"Ahem! Of course I can recite it!" Yan Mao raised his eyebrows: "I can even recite it backwards and forwards!"

Lin Qingyuan's eyes lit up: "Really!? Brother Yan Mao, you are so awesome! Even my sister can't recite it backwards!"

If someone hadn't been watching, Yan Mao would have wanted to slap himself in the face!

Watch me tear this big mouth apart...

How come this mouth is faster than my brain!

Yan Mao explained with a dry smile: "Well, Qingyuan, memorizing it backwards is an exaggeration. It doesn't mean that I can really recite it backwards, but it means that I can recite it very familiarly!"

"Brother Yan Mao, tell me what the next sentence is? Just remind me one word!"

Lin Qingyuan gestured with her fingers, her little face full of cuteness.

Emmm...

"No, no, I can't remind you, these are the rules, you have to abide by the rules!"

"Then remind me of a sound~just once..."

"No, no, no!"

Yan Mao felt that he was really embarrassed.

I am a recommended student of Peking Union Medical College, studying for bachelor's degree, master's degree and doctoral degree in succession, but I can't even recite a teacher's guide!
Although it is said that knowing one's shame leads to courage, this is outrageous!
In the past two days, Yan Mao really crammed in all the ancient poems from the sixth grade of elementary school. He really memorized them all night. In order not to be laughed at by Li Yiyang who lived next door, Yan Mao hid in the toilet and went crazy. Memorizing by rote, I even had cheat sheets memorized in my clothes, including the few songs I couldn't remember the most.

The result...a false shot!
I no longer memorize anything below elementary school, but now I have changed to studying classical Chinese in junior high school!

Yan Mao glanced at Lin Yuyan, who was washing vegetables with his younger brother on his back, with some confusion.

You said you are really...

How can anyone teach a seven or eight-year-old child to memorize ancient middle school poems? ! !
(End of this chapter)