Chapter 54. High School Students’ Erections are Always Inexplicable.

Chen Jiashu was pressed down with a hand and sat on Chen Du’s leg. A thick, hot, hard object pushed against her butt through the pants.

  

“……” This guy could f*cking get hard at anytime, somehow.

  

She glanced down, then raised her head. “I didn’t just seduce you.” After saying that, she got up to leave.

  

Chen Du held her down and wouldn’t let her go, pinching her butt, “You did.”

  

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“R eked’v.”

  

“Zsw pyke usw oydvle vs byhl yd yqqyka.”

  

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Fbl schkswpzu qlzv vbl vbkdt polzzkdt wr ayrkezu, byae ytykdpv bla cwvvsnjp, yde vbl blyv nywple bla vs vkdtzl. Ubld Pw bwttle bla vktbvzu, bkp blye cwakle kd bla cspsx, cwv bl pbssj bkp blye, “Ls.”

  

The fact that he had endured to this point, she didn’t know what he was insisting on. Chen Jiashu vaguely guessed something about what he wanted, but only felt it was ridiculous.

  

She didn’t break free. She just let him hold her. The clocks were moving fast. The evening sun was breaking through the clouds, and the sky was a c*cktail of colours, pale orange, blue, and grey above, with the red sinking to the bottom. It looked as if it was about to pour down at any moment and drop a fire on the city at dusk.

  

Chen Du snuggled with her on the rooftop, feeling the evening breeze, watching the sunset, and watching the school stage being built. He occasionally kissed her eyes, her nose, and her mouth. He put his tongue in and kissed her as tenderly and warmly as the sunset, waiting for the reaction of his lower body to go down. Then, he pulled her up and took her off to dinner.

  

On the pretext of rehearsing together, Dai Yining moved into Chen Jiashu’s dance studio.

  

Chen Jiashu usually took professional classes in the practise room on the first floor. It was a very large studio with a class of dozens of people. The daily rehearsal of “Swan Lake” was also there. She was the main dancer in most of the scenes, so she needed to practise the most. After rehearsals, she would go to the small classroom on the third floor to work alone. This had been the case for a long time.

  

The key to the small classroom was given to her by her teacher. If it could be given to her, it could also be given to someone else. Dai Yining relied on her half-hearted dance skills and her strong family connections to get the main dance. She ran over excitedly after the programme was released, took her hand, and smiled proudly. “Jiashu, you’ve been practising the White Swan for so long. You must be very good. Can you teach me?”

  

Chen Jiashu smiled back and shook off her hand, saying, “Get lost.”

  

Chen Jiashu told Dai Yining to roll, but it was she herself who was actually rolling.

  

It was not that she couldn’t stay in the dance studio anymore. The teacher originally gave her the small classroom. She had moved in since she was a first year, so she was now half owner of the classroom. She could use it for the main dance or not.

  

It was just disgusting.

  

During this period of time, Chen Jiashu was practising on the rooftop, and rehearsals continued as usual. It was probably because the teacher had privately substituted her, but no one in the performance team mentioned anything about such a major change in the main dance. It was as if everything was just natural and original. Dai Yining danced the white swan, then she danced the black swan, and a group of dancers surrounded and cooperated. Everyone tacitly performed a realistic pantomime, which was both satirical and funny.

  

“Chen Jiashu, going to the rooftop again, huh?” When she came out of the large classroom after rehearsal, Dai Yining called out to her. Her voice was so loud that the circle of people around her heard her, “It’s a bit empty for one person in a classroom. Come and join me. There are mirrors in the classroom, so it’s convenient for you to correct your movements.”

  

Chen Jiashu maintained a calm face for most of the day and finally broke open a crack. Her eyes suddenly turned cold.

  

As the black and white swans fought head on, the group dancers naturally caught the smell of gunpowder between the two, and the melon field exploded at the slightest.

  

Chen Jiashu and Dai Yining had been in the performance team for so long. Now, they were finally chugging their guns to the point of going off. The atmosphere that was lively and cordial just now was suddenly tense because of the two of them.

  

Chen Jiashu has her own pride and disdain. If she were to be subjected to a couple of remarks in private, she would have just ignored them, but in front of so many people, Dai Yining was obviously deliberately trying to embarrass her. She was making fun of her for her ugly black swan dance and her inability to remember her moves when she was about to perform on stage.

  

She made it sound as if she was so good herself.

  

But Dai Yining’s standard of evaluation is probably different from that of ordinary people. Her standard ruler was Chen Jiashu.

  

After a period of rehearsal, she thought she was a much better dancer than Chen Jiashu, and everyone around her said the same thing. It gave her a great sense of security and satisfied her vanity. Oh, so this was the so-called ballet princess, and she was not even close to her.

  

Everyone’s movements of taking their bags from the cupboard gradually slowed down, and they dawdled in place to watch the action. You and I exchanged a few glances, looking at the situation, looking at the direction it was going, it wasn’t going to be a fight on the spot, was it? They were suddenly a little excited, but at the same time a little tight.

  

Chen Jiashu’s face was clearly angry for a moment, but only for a moment. She quickly suppressed it.

  

Her eyes narrowed slightly, appearing dark and narrow with some harsh scrutiny. She looked at Dai Yining, who was cowed by the look. She then glared back discontentedly, “What are you looking at?”

  

Chen Jiashu pulled the corner of her mouth, mocking words thrown back at her, saying, “You should look in the mirror more often. I don’t have to.”

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