The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Probably because Xia Ling was called out by the line teacher yesterday, it had already spread throughout the circle of teachers.

In today's performance class, after the teacher had taught, the first person called out was Meng Xia's name.

Standing in the crowd, everyone's gaze immediately fell on Xia Ling.

She wore a pair of jeans, a pure white short-sleeved t-shirt, and a youthful and beautiful body that showed off her beautiful and tall figure.

Her hair was tied into a Bun, and her beautiful oval face was fair and beautiful. No matter where you looked, she was a pure natural beauty, giving people the feeling that she was very comfortable and sunny.

Even in the Performing Arts Department of a university, where there were as many beautiful women as there were clouds, girls were very recognizable.

"She's Meng Xia. I didn't expect her to be so beautiful. "

"Heh, who knows if she's used a knife or not? "

"She doesn't look like she's used a knife. I heard that she was the school Belle in high school. She grew up beautiful. "

...

Broken discussions rang out in the classroom.

The teacher looked at Xia Ling and scrutinized her.

Beauty was their greatest asset in entering the entertainment industry. The more beautiful they were, the easier their path would be.

However, Meng Xia was beautiful enough. Her family background... ...

Probably not many people present could surpass her.

Such a girl, even if she was just a vase, was normal. Could she give him a surprise?

*

"teacher, can you play any one of them? " Xia Ling walked out with a smile.

When the corner of the girl's lips curled up, the light from outside the window shone in and fell on her fair and smooth face.

The bridge of her nose was delicate and straight. When she looked at the smile on her face, the ends of her eyes naturally curved up. Her Gaze was fixed on the teacher, and it was indescribably serious and clean.

This kind of serious posture, even if the teacher had some prejudice against her in the past, at this time, she could not help but have a good impression of him.

The teacher said, "you can choose a theme. As long as they can recognize what you are acting, it will be considered as passing the test. "

Xia Ling smiled. "Okay. "

Mimicry was divided into mimicry of still life and mimicry of animals.

Meng Xia had practiced ballet for more than ten years. When Xia Ling inherited this body, she had inherited her soft and upright posture.

She pressed her legs in public and did a warm-up.

Xia Ling relaxed her muscles and bones. She stood on one foot and did a simple move where she raised her left leg and circled behind her. She tilted her face and lifted her chin slightly, looking into the distance.

This was the standard Swan posture in ballet. The girl's fair and slender neck was slightly tilted, just like the graceful and relaxed Swan.

Mimicry Dancing?

But even a blind person could see that Xia Ling was mimicking a swan.

Teacher:"...". ...

After maintaining it for a while, Xia Ling calmly put down her legs and stood on the spot.

"Teacher, I'm done with my performance. "

The teacher was silent for a moment.

Ballet dancing and performing swans, weren't they also imitations?

However, he examined the young girl.

The girl's expression was sincere, and it didn't seem like she was intentionally using ballet as a way to slap him in the face when he called her by name.

"Mm, let's go back. " The teacher lowered his head.

He wrote down a score in the scorebook.

If you don't succeed, you'll fail. Since your reaction is quick, then you'll just pass.

Xia Ling retreated back into the crowd.

After her, a few more people were called by name.

Some imitated cats, some imitated roosters, all sorts of things. In any case, no one looked like a human... ...

*

After the big class ended, Xia Ling returned to the dormitory with Ke Yuan and the others.

Ke Yuan looked at Xia Ling and asked carefully.

"Meng Xia, are you okay? "

Previously, Meng Xia had been drunk for a few days straight and had stayed in the dormitory in a daze.

A few girls in the dormitory guessed that Meng Xia had broken up, but they did not dare to persuade her, afraid that Xia Ling would do something bad.