Xiong Mumu's guzheng played quite well, he chose a relatively light song, which is more convenient for dancing, Wu Mei's body is very soft, and he is really talented in dancing, and many movements are learned just by watching it once.

He Wenjing often said that Wu Mei was the smartest student she had ever taught, and every time she heard this, Wu Mei was overjoyed, and she liked others to praise her for being smart!

Because of Wu Mei's cleverness, He Wenjing changed the dance moves again and again, and the more difficult it became, even if he was a professional dancer, he might not be able to dance well, but Wu Mei was not struggling and perfect.

"Meimei, if you don't learn to paint first, I will definitely let you learn to dance, you are naturally suitable for the stage, it's really a pity not to dance!" He Wenjing was very envious.

She prefers dancing to painting, but she is too tall, standing in the middle of a group of dancers is too abrupt, and she is too tall to show many movements perfectly, so she has no choice but to give up her favorite dance.

Wu Mei is not interested in dancing, she doesn't like to express herself in public, and dancing is too tiring, she doesn't want to work so hard, it's easier to paint.

"Teacher He, if you teach me Guzheng, I will definitely be willing to learn it." Wu Mei said with a smile, and shook the water sleeve, which was very beautiful, so Wu Mei has been eating a lot recently, and throwing the water sleeve is a hard job.

He Wenjing happily agreed, but then she was gloomy again, "Okay, when your New Year's Day performance is over, I will teach you the guzheng, but unfortunately I will return to Kyoto after the New Year, and I can only teach you for a month at most." ”

Xiong Mumu said loudly: "And me, my brother's guzheng is not bad, it is more than enough to teach this stinky girl!" ”

He Wenjing smiled, "That's right, Mu Mu Guzheng is indeed not bad, you can consult Mu Mu in the future." ”

Wu Mei made a grimace at Xiong Mumu, Xiong Mumu gave her a roll of her eyes, Wu Chao looked strangely uncomfortable, Wu Mei and this godbrother are closer than his cousins, and the dead girl can't tell the difference between distance and closeness.

"I think our show will definitely get a good ranking, and the grade is obviously dozens of episodes higher than other programs." Wu Chao is full of confidence.

Xiong Mumu snorted, "Nonsense, how can the program I rehearse be bad?" You guys are waiting for the Spring Festival Gala to be listed! ”

Wu Mei didn't look forward to it at all, shook his sore arm, and said, "What's so good about the Spring Festival Gala on the market, I'm tired of jumping, and I won't pay us a salary." ”

Xiong Mumu and Wu Chao gave her a big roll of their eyes, and then reprimanded in unison: "Being able to perform at the Spring Festival Gala is an honor, why do you only think about money?" You have simply fallen into the eyes of money, vulgar! ”

Wu Mei's ears were buzzing by the two of them roaring left and right, and she sprayed her face with saliva, she wiped her saliva with a water sleeve, and yelled angrily: "Don't want to eat my crab roe buns in the future, lest I, a layman, defile your Qinggao!" ”

Wu Chao and Xiong Mumu collectively changed their faces, and patted their heads in annoyance, hey, forget about the fact that the dead girl is rich!

He Wenjing looked at these lively children with a smile, she was also infected with a good mood, and forgot all her troubles.

When Wu Mei returned home, He Biyun had already made dinner, and Wu Yue also came back, her face didn't look very good, Wu Mei was secretly happy in her heart, and couldn't help asking, "Sister, how is the exam today?" ”