“Me?”
Fu Yi was clearly stunned for a moment.
She glanced at Yu Qing beside her, who looked calm as usual but was actually so nervous and excited that his whole body was trembling slightly.
Her brows furrowed imperceptibly, as if hesitating.
But in the end, she nodded.
“Okay.”
She walked up to Yu Qing, slightly tilting her head to look at him.
The distance closed instantly.
Yu Qing could smell the faint, pleasant scent of gardenias on her body, mixed with a trace of ink.
Yu Qing’s heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and even his breathing became difficult.
“Mm?”
This was the first time today that Fu Yi had seen Yu Qing’s face from such a close distance.
From the beginning until now, she had only been busy with work, ignoring Yu Qing’s changes.
It wasn’t until she had to face him now that she suddenly realized—when did this person in front of her change so much?
“Senpai, you suddenly look so handsome.”
Especially these eyes—pure black like ink, moist and clear, carrying a faint aloofness, yet unable to hide the shyness of their owner.
Fu Yi couldn’t help but reach out, wanting to touch them.
These eyes were becoming more and more like the ones in her memory.
If it weren’t for reason screaming warnings in her mind, she would have wanted to tie Yu Qing to her side and admire his eyes every day.
But Yu Qing suddenly took a step back, leaving her hand hanging in the air.
Seeing the confusion in Yu Qing’s eyes, Fu Yi froze for a moment, then laughed softly, letting go of her feelings and trying to make herself seem less strange.
“Really, Senpai, is even touching your cheek forbidden now~”
Fu Yi puffed out her cheeks, put her hands behind her back, leaned forward slightly, and looked up, speaking indignantly.
So it was just a cheek touch.
Anyone who didn’t know might think you were trying to gouge out my eyeballs.
Yu Qing smiled on the surface, but inside he was furiously complaining.
The moment Fu Yi stared blankly at his face, his internal alarm had already gone off like crazy, terrified that she would notice something.
If it weren’t for the fact that dodging would make the junior even more suspicious, Yu Qing would have bolted long ago.
“Junior, let’s start first.
Otherwise, Teacher Shen will get impatient waiting.”
Yu Qing spoke to steer the topic back on track, not wanting the junior’s attention focused on his face.
No, actually, I’m not in a hurry.
You two go ahead.
Sitting on the bench nearby, Shen Tang showed an awkward smile.
As a professional teacher, she couldn’t say that Fu Yi’s strange behavior had shocked her too, and she even hoped the two would get closer, forget about dancing, and just enact a Modern School Idol Drama on the spot.
“Mm, Senpai, give me your hand.”
Fu Yi nodded, shifting her gaze from Yu Qing’s face, her emotions surging inside, her tone less lively than usual.
She spoke succinctly, at the same time raising her right hand and gently placing her left hand on the appropriate spot above Yu Qing’s right shoulder.
Yu Qing’s mind went blank.
He mechanically raised his right hand and gently took the junior’s left hand.
The junior’s fingers were slender and soft, cool to the touch.
Even having experienced it himself, Yu Qing couldn’t help but feel a slight ripple inside.
His left hand stiffly rested on the junior’s slender waist, not daring to use too much force.
Through the thin layer of her Knitted Shirt, Yu Qing could faintly feel the warmth and supple curve beneath.
The electrifying sensation from their touching palms shot through his entire body.
Yu Qing’s arm muscles tensed up.
He tried to relax, but with such a beauty in his arms, his body honestly betrayed him.
Well, with a beautiful junior in your arms, wouldn’t it be weird not to react at all? Might as well be a eunuch.
Yu Qing smiled bitterly inside, continuing to try to relax his muscles, but with little effect.
“Relax, Senpai.”
Fu Yi seemed to sense Yu Qing’s stiffness.
Her voice was gentle, with a hint of unfamiliar emotion not usually present.
“You’re too tense, like a rock.
I can’t follow you like this.”
“Mm… I’ll try…”
Yu Qing’s voice was dry and trembling, but he still tried to control his body.
Shen Tang saw the two had gotten into position and started counting the beat from the side.
“Alright, ready, one, two, three, go!”
The music started again.
Fu Yi’s body moved slightly.
A gentle yet firm strength flowed from her hand, guiding Yu Qing to step forward.
Yu Qing’s mind was completely blank.
He relied entirely on instinct and Fu Yi’s subtle guidance to move his feet.
He started moving awkwardly, unable to focus, all his senses fixed on the hands and waist where they touched.
Occasionally, the junior’s hair would brush his chin, tickling him.
Her breath was so close, sometimes it even brushed against his face.
This was practically torture in disguise!
Because of his nervous and awkward body, Yu Qing almost stepped on Fu Yi’s foot several times.
Luckily, the junior was agile and always managed to dodge as if she could predict it.
“Watch your balance, Senpai.”
Fu Yi’s voice sounded in his ear, with a barely noticeable sigh.
“When stepping back, keep your weight behind you, don’t rush to follow.”
“Oh… Okay…”
Yu Qing’s face began to turn red, feeling like he was about to overheat.
In the Mirror Wall, their reflections intertwined.
One looked stiff and awkward like a puppet, the other calm and poised like a programmed model.
After several stumbling attempts, Fu Yi finally couldn’t take it anymore.
She stopped, let go, and took a step back, looking at Yu Qing with clear eyes filled with unmistakable helplessness.
“Senpai!”
She tilted her head, a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone, but no mockery as Yu Qing had feared.
“Has your body coordination always been this unique?”
Her words were still tactful, sparing Yu Qing’s dignity, but the trace of disbelief still hit Yu Qing hard.
Sorry for my lack of dance talent.
Congratulations, junior, you’ve discovered I’m a dance disaster.
If you’re annoyed, hurry up and take my name off.
I have zero desire to be in this damned School Anniversary!
Wait, right, wasn’t it the junior who roped me into dancing in the first place?
So why should I feel embarrassed 🥚.
After figuring it out, Yu Qing’s previously shamefaced expression turned fearless, even slightly provocative.
His direct gaze seemed to say, ‘I’m this bad, if you can’t stand me, kick me out and find another partner.’
Alright, he wasn’t quite that bold yet.
Shen Tang couldn’t watch any longer.
She walked over to ease the situation.
“Alright, that’s enough for today.
The basics are pretty weak; you need more practice.
Yu Qing, after you go home, practice Basic Steps for at least half an hour every day.
Step to the beat, watch your frame in the Mirror Wall.”
To her, Yu Qing was indeed a rarity.
His body was so stiff, yet surprisingly flexible.
Among the boys she’d seen, he was already above average, especially considering Yu Qing hadn’t received any systematic training.
Then, she looked at Fu Yi.
“Fu Yi, if you’re busy, you can leave first.
I’ll go over a few key points with him.”
Fu Yi nodded lightly.
From her eyes, Yu Qing could see a trace of relief, as if being pardoned.
Clearly, the junior didn’t want to keep wasting time on this torturous lesson either.
She returned to the Folding Chair, picked up her tablet and Water Cup, said “Thanks for your hard work” to Shen Tang, then glanced at Yu Qing, who looked like he wanted to die from embarrassment, her lips curving almost imperceptibly.
Without another word, she turned and left the Dance Studio.
“Da.”
With a soft sound, the door closed.
Only Yu Qing was left facing Shen Tang.
In the Rehearsal Room 308, just the two of them remained, and his last shred of dignity was stripped away.
The next ten minutes felt like a personal trial.
Shen Tang mercilessly pointed out his countless problems and assigned him a brutal training regime.
When he finally dragged his aching body out of the Arts Building, the night wind hit him, and Yu Qing felt alive again.
Tonight’s experience was a disaster!
Yu Qing looked down at his hand.
The hand that had held Fu Yi’s seemed to still retain that cool, soft sensation.
Even a dog wouldn’t come back next time!
“Senpai~.
Come again next Saturday Night.
I’ll be here with you~”
The junior’s voice suddenly sounded.
Yu Qing looked over in surprise.
Under the Moonlight, in the corridor not far away, Fu Yi stood.
She had been waiting outside the door.
Moonlight coated her in silver frost.
She hugged her Notebook Computer, smiling brightly at Yu Qing.
If a dog won’t come, I will.
I’m happy to come.
No real hobbies, just enjoy suffering.