Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

Chapter 1 Crossing
Wangshui School, [-]rd Floor, Art Building
In the dance room with mirrors on three sides, Jiang Sile, who came here early, is doing stretching.

She put her leg on the rusty green lever, lifted it up, and lifted it again.By the time the proper angle was mentioned, the feet in worn dance shoes had already touched the wall, forming an exaggerated angle.

Jiang Sile frowned, at this moment the school bell rang.The classic "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond" relieved Jiang Sile's brows.

"That's the way it is...dance, it has to be accompanied by music...that's right..."

Jiang Sile closed her eyes, feeling the pain of stretching her body, to be precise, enjoying it.She is enjoying the pain, the tense muscles and the tendons that have reached the limit are torn and stretched again and again contrary to common sense...

Jiang Sile didn't stop stretching until the whole song was over and the campus became quieter.

Jiang Sile is not a student of this school, let alone a teacher.

How should I put it, she used to be the dance leader of an art troupe.She was able to become a team leader with her ability just after graduation, and she was already very successful.
It's a pity that the art troupe closed down not long after, and she had only graduated for two years at that time.

Jiang Sile didn't want to do other things, but also wanted to continue dancing, so she started a hobby class with a teacher she met in the art troupe, that is, the teacher of this school, to earn some pocket money.

"Xiao Jiang, I'm practicing." A middle-aged woman with a bloated figure entered the door. This is Jiang Yan, who was partnering with her.

Jiang Yan used to be the mainstay of the art troupe, but unfortunately after getting married, she became fat and no longer interested in dancing.

"Sister Jiang, are you here so early? Why don't you wait for Niu Niu to leave school and pick her up too." Jiang Sile spoke enthusiastically.

Niuniu is Jiang Yan's daughter. This girl also likes to dance very much, and she often learns with interest classes.

"She's too lazy. It's the end of the term here, and I don't care about her. It's important to study with peace of mind." Jiang Yan smiled, covering up the jealousy in her eyes. Her eyes were always on Jiang Sile's beautiful eyes. The body is spinning around.

Listen, Jiang Sile doesn't say anything anymore, it's their family's business anyway.

Jiang Sile walked to the northeast corner of the room, where there was a stereo.Jiang Sile found some dance music and practice guidance audio on the Internet.

"Pa..." Jiang Sile clapped, but the speaker didn't make any sound, only the sound of Jiang Sile patting the speaker.

Jiang Sile leaned down, patted it several times, and pressed the switch repeatedly, but there was no response, so she turned her head to look at Jiang Yan.

"Sister Jiang, is the stereo broken?"

"Er...maybe..." Jiang Sile was very uncomfortable when he hesitated.

"If it's broken, it's broken. If it's not broken, it's not broken. Who did it?" Jiang Sile straightened up, the smile on her face disappeared, and her harsh voice made Jiang Yan's heart tremble, reminding her of her former class teacher.

When Jiang Yan was in the dance team of the art troupe, she was often scolded by the head teacher. These negative memories made Jiang Yan's complexion even worse.

"If it's broken, it's broken... Maybe it was made by that child. By the way, Xiao Jiang, the school leader also told me that our interest class really can't continue... It is said that all the education bureaus will send out notices Yes, I'm trying to deduct money."

Jiang Yan chattered repeatedly.

Jiang Sile just thought it was funny, and asked back: "The investigation should be done early. The Education Bureau issued a notice the year before... Isn't our art troupe almost gone? There are no newcomers, and there are no more jobs. If you want to check, Teacher Gu next door..."

Hearing Teacher Gu, Jiang Yan had something to say after holding back for so long. "Ms. Gu teaches painting, unlike dancing, which is noisy and noisy..."

Before Jiang Yan finished speaking, Jiang Sile lost interest.

"Leave as soon as you leave, I'll take my things and leave..." As he said that, Jiang Sile was about to go to the stereo to get the USB flash drive he had put there before.

Before he could pass, Jiang Yan took a few quick steps and stopped him.

"Take whatever you want, it's all the property of the school, if you do this again, I'll call the security guard..."

Jiang Yan used a lot of strength when pulling Jiang Sile, and soon large patches of red appeared on Jiang Sile's arms, which showed that Jiang Yan was merciless.

Jiang Sile, who was pulled outside the door, didn't say anything else. She watched Jiang Yan lock the door of the dance studio, then put the key in her pocket after shaking the key a few times, and finally stepped on the short boots with heels , da da da go.

Jiang Sile lowered her eyes, took off her dancing shoes, and put on the sneakers at the teacher's door.She stepped on it a few times, but the sneakers didn't feel good to her. Jiang Sile carried the pair of dancing shoes and put them into the plastic bag that she had prepared earlier, and then put the plastic bag into the small bag at the door.

It was getting dark, as if shrouded in black mist.

Walking down the art building, and then out of the school gate, Jiang Sile couldn't go faster with the school security guard's eyes on the idlers in society. Her steps were like stepping on the nodes of music.

When Jiang Sile walked back to the small house he rented, the moon was hanging high in the sky, revealing his mutilated appearance.

"I have to eat there in the future..." Jiang Sile closed the door of the room, sank deeply into the chair, and began to think about the future.

Her first 24 years were inseparable from dancing, and she never thought of earning a living in other ways.

It was only now that she suddenly realized that she had nothing, and she didn't know how long that little savings could support her.

go back home?
Jiang Sile's expression was wandering, as if recalling some bad memories.

"Go to sleep... think about how to eat after you sleep."

Plugging the phone into the charging cable on the bedside, Jiang Sile changed into her pajamas, laid her head on the soft pillow, and fell into a deep sleep.

……

"Your Highness...Your Highness!" The voice in his ears grew louder, making Jiang Sile frown involuntarily.

Why is it so noisy?
Is the square dance downstairs so early?

Jiang Sile buried his head in the quilt he grabbed casually, trying to block out the noise.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

Someone seemed to say that Jiang Sile was shaking, and the pain caused by the struggle of a clear consciousness finally made Jiang Sile slowly open his eyes.

"Why are there still paintings on this roof?" Jiang Sile squinted her eyes, the first thing she noticed was not the woman in green who was shaking her, but the beautiful ceiling.

"I don't seem to have the money to buy such a beautiful ceiling..." Jiang Sile suddenly woke up with this realization, and looked at everything around him with wide eyes.

The carved bed, the silk curtains, and the anxious woman in green, Jiang Sile keenly saw that the hair ornament on her head was a red plum, and her hairstyle was also very strange, even a little pretty.

Jiang Sile looked past this woman and continued to scan everything around her.

(End of this chapter)