Quick wear the host is the person I can't afford to offend

Chapter 174 Mom Strategy Plan 7
I thought it would be enough to move my neck and shoulders

who knows.
The teacher sat at the front with his legs straight.

Ning Xuan learned to sit down, and the pain had already come.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight." Fortunately, it's just a matter of moving my ankles, and I can bear it.

"Stop, hug, and hold for 20 seconds." The teacher leaned over and hugged his heels, making his chest and knees fit tightly.

Looking back, the students around me went down easily.

Ning Xuan's three-year-old life was instantly filled with vicissitudes.

"Ning Xuan, get down!"

Ning Xuan leaned over, his body was stuck in mid-air and did not move.

How to tell my mother euphemistically that I am not suitable for dancing?

The teacher stood up and pressed Ning Xuan's back with his hands.

"It hurts to death!"

The voice of the little milk echoed in the dance classroom.

The teacher gradually increased the weight, the back went down, and the knees bounced up again.

"Come here and hold her knee down for me."

So a picture like this appeared in the dance classroom, the two children at Ning Xuan's feet pressed the back of each instep, the two children at the knees pressed each knee, and the teacher pressed the back.

"Can the teacher count?"

She has never been wronged like this in her life, really.

"Whose child is this?"

Someone in the parent supervision area covered his mouth and asked with a chuckle.

Mother Ning's face darkened for a while, "My child."

"It's quite cute, and it's the most difficult for her every time she presses her legs."

Mother Ning's face darkened again.

"On the first day my child came to learn to dance, the teacher praised her for having soft ligaments, which makes her suitable for dancing." The parent continued to chatter, "But my child's grades are quite good, so it is not easy to choose."

Can we shut up? (This is really my voice.)
Finally, this movement has passed, and the next movement is to press the legs.

Stretching the legs and stretching the muscles is very good.

But why lift it up!

"Ning Xuan?"

Ning Xuan stretched out his hand and tried to reach his own feet.

After a break, Ning Xuan ran to his mother to drink water. Mother Ning's face was no longer as black as carbon.

"Other children can do it, why can't you?"

Ning Xuan was so frightened that he didn't dare to open his mouth, holding the water bottle and sucking heavily.

"Ouch, our family is back obediently." The parent next to him hugged his daughter.

"Hey, come and drink some water."

"My family, Kuaiguai, learned Chinese dance before. The teacher didn't say a word when he pressed his legs, and we all felt sorry for him."

Ning Xuan: All right, stop talking.

Don't you see that there is no trace of a smile on my mother's face?
"My family obediently passed the double hundred exam last semester. By the way, how much did your daughter pass the exam?"

"em..."

Ning's mother looked at Ning Xuan, she was too embarrassed to say what she got in the test.

Ning Xuan looked at Mother Ning timidly.

[Zai Zai, how many exams did I take at the end of last semester? 】

Zai Zai clicked on the console.

[Yeah, [-] points for Chinese and [-] points for mathematics]

[How much math? 】Ning Xuan had disbelief in his eyes.

[Eleven points. 】

Pretty!

Ning Xuan raised his chest and raised his head, wouldn't he be a hundred points less than your daughter?

"Classes begin!"

Ning Xuan finally had a valid reason to stay away from this Shura field.

"The hip-twisting action we handed over last time, this time we add legs"

This class is long for Ning Xuan, and it is also long for Ning's mother.

She couldn't control her hands anymore.

Mother Ning didn't say a word along the way.

be quiet
It was eerily quiet!
After finally arriving home, Fu Sheng was sitting on the sofa watching the news.

"Come here for me!"

(End of this chapter)