Wu Mei had never learned to dance in her previous life or this life, and under the guidance of He Wenjing, she casually twisted her waist and waved her hand again, and actually let her step out of the standard one-word horse, which couldn't be easier.

Xiong Mumu's eyes widened in surprise, not to say that Wu Mei was lucky enough to let her step on another one.

Wu Mei snorted, brushed and stepped down, flat and neat, even better than the professional dancing stride.

"Ouch, a little capable, if you can lower your waist at 90 degrees, I admire you!"

Xiong Mumu glared at Wu Mei with envy and hatred, the stinky girl's body is so soft, she has never practiced, she actually stepped so easily, I think he was practicing a word horse back then, but he practiced for a month, and his legs were about to break, and it hurt!

Tears flowed like a river!

Wu Mei didn't know the bottom in her heart, she also didn't lower her waist, and she didn't even know the basic method of lowering her waist, He Wenjing showed her, and Wu Mei knew it in her heart.

She didn't think it was difficult to lower her waist at all, she should be able to do it, and somehow, she just had that confidence.

Wu Mei took a deep breath and slowly slid her body down, and in everyone's exclamations, she easily bent her body into an arched bridge, a standard ninety-degree waist, and her body was soft, as if she had no bones.

Wu Mei slowly got up again, was hugged by Zhao Yingnan all of a sudden, and kissed her a few times on the face.

"Ouch, Meimei, you are a genius at dancing, look at this little appearance, standing on the stage is a beautiful scenery, a proper classical dance seedling."

Although Zhao Yingnan has never learned to dance, he has a vision, and he can see Wu Mei's talent at a glance.

Wu Mei's little heart was pounding, could she really be a dancing genius?

Teacher He also said that she was a painting genius before, and the sudden surprise made Wu Mei a little unbelievable, like in a dream.

He Wenjing was more excited than Zhao Yingnan, she was a professional dancer, and her vision was naturally better, and she shouted at Wu Mei: "Meimei, you are really God's favorite, God, I have never seen a softer girl than you." ”

Although Xiong Mumu is also very happy for Wu Mei, she is still bubbling with acid bubbles in her heart, this stinky girl is really God's food, but she still looks so good, she is happy!

The two sisters, He Wenjing and Zhao Yingnan, were like taking stimulants, making Wu Mei jump several basic movements.

Obviously, it is just the most basic classical dance moves, but Wu Mei has a different flavor when he makes it, this is just wearing casual clothes, if he changes his dance clothes, it will only be more amazing.

This girl was born for the stage.

"But I still like to draw, I'm too tired to dance!" Wu Mei said honestly, Xiong Mumu fell down in anger, and glared at Wu Mei with hatred.

He likes to dance but lacks talent, his bones are hard, and his sense of balance is not good, so he can only give up dancing, this stinky girl is good, such a good talent is not good to cherish, and he still has the face to say that he is tired!

Why didn't she say that she was tired from eating?

"Aren't you like this yourself, you can easily get the first place in the exam, but you don't take the exam, why do you say me?" Wu Mei choked.

Xiong Mumu was speechless for a moment, at this time he suddenly understood Wu Mei's previous mood, but it was his turn.

Zhao Yingnan was still a little regretful, but it can be seen that Wu Mei is angry with her son like this, and her mood is suddenly very good, as for whether Wu Mei is willing to learn dance, it is up to her to decide!

No matter how good the talent is, it's useless if I don't like it, after all, the most important thing is interest, and everything else is in vain if you don't have interest.