Chapter 17: What kind of dance are you best at?

  There is a kind of flavor that people find hard to forget, such as the tartness of green apples or the sweetness of chocolate.

  The river wind is still blowing, the spring river wind, not like the cold winter wind, does not make a loud whistling sound that deafens your ears, but very gentle, very soft, no sound can be heard, just like a silk handkerchief brushing against your cheek, only tactile sensation, nothing else...

  "Hmm..." He had been using his body to jump with all his might, waving vigorously, but it was extremely exhausting. In just a moment, Muzi Qiu collapsed onto the ground, sitting beside Jin Xiaoyuan's side, panting heavily, and in his mind, the fragrance of chocolate still lingered, unable to stop thinking about that one collision! He touched the spot where he had been hit, and it seemed like there was still a hint of warmth...

  "Why are you crying? Did you lose?"

  "It's not that! I just feel sorry for my teacher, and I've let him down. He had high expectations of me." Jin Xiao thought of her teacher at the company who treated her like a daughter, but she had lost face for him again, and this time was no exception. She was already simple-minded, so losing again made her feel indignant, which is why she burst into tears.

  "Your teacher?" Mu Zi Qiu took off his jacket and let his feverish body soak in the cool, damp river breeze. His eyes gazed out at the river's surface, which reflected the city's prosperity. The lingering fragrance in his mind slowly dissipated along with the heat, and his rapidly pounding heart was now only racing due to physical exhaustion, no longer skipping a beat as it had earlier...

  "Really! He taught me a lot of dances! Almost all my dancing skills were taught by him!" Stopped crying, Jin Xiaoyuan wiped away the tears on her cheeks and hugged her knees.

  In the air, however, there was a pervasive silence, and also the heavy breathing of Muzi Qiu...

  "Jin Chuding, what kind of dance are you best at?" After a long while, Muzi Qiu asked after stabilizing his breath.

  "What's your specialty?" Jin Xiaoquan turned his face, looking at Mu Zi Qiu who was facing the river, thinking about what kind of dance he was best at. After half a day, he still couldn't think of one, it seemed like he was good at all kinds of dances.

  "Nothing?"

  "No! I'm good at hip-hop, popping, waving, jazz and even cha-cha, rumba, samba, tap dance, Latin dance!" Kim Hyo-yeon is most obsessed with dancing.

  "Hmm!" Muzi Qiu didn't respond with anything, just let out a disdainful sigh of praise. This girl was really interesting, able to learn so many types of dance, showing that she had exceptional talent in dance, unlike himself, who after dancing for several years, only knew two kinds. However, the road may be wide, but it's crooked!

  "You..."

  "Go back and think about it, what kind of dance are you best at, come find me again, I'll give you a week, next week I'll be here again." The emotions in his heart had slowly calmed down because of this girl, and out of gratitude, Muzi Qiu felt the need to help this girl find her way back on track. Although he wasn't sure if the path he was showing her would be correct, at least it would be better than her current situation! Since his emotions had already calmed down, there was no need for him to stay here any longer. He put his clothes back on, picked up his backpack from beside him, turned around and left the grassy area.

  "Next week I will definitely win you!" Jin Xiaoquan also stood up, looking at the gradually distant back, grasping his fist and shouting loudly, "What kind of dance am I good at?"

  ……

  "Kim Tae-oh, it's so late, where have you been?" Yuri was watching TV in the living room when he saw Kim Hyo-yun come back from outside and glance at the clock on the wall that showed 10:10.

  "Found that guy for a dance battle and still lost!" Jin Xiao Yuan hung his head low, slumped on the sofa, with an air of deep concern that was obvious to everyone.

  "Lost again? Is that person a boy or girl? How old is he/she this year? A trainee from which company?"

  "The man is probably around our age, but as for the rest, I don't even know his name."

  "So magical?"

  "Yuri, you said, what dance am I good at?" Jin Xiaoyuan had been thinking about this question all the way, but she just couldn't think of it. In her mind, she seemed to be good at every kind of dance.

  What kind of dance are you good at? You're better than me at all dances, of course, except for jazz! (Yuri's S, exyjzzz is stronger than Hwang Hyun's, no one will disagree, right? Is it a physical problem? Born with it? No discrimination here!) Yuri entered SM as a trainee with the first place in dance, and among the same-age trainees in SM, her overall dance level was only slightly lower than that of Kim Hyun.

  "Really? Popping, I wasn't as good as him the first time, tonight he's even better than me at waving, and jazz is indeed not as good as you... but these dance styles are actually my strong points!" Simple-minded Jin Xiaoyuan seemed to have thought of something, but couldn't grasp the answer shrouded in a thin veil.

  "You've learned too many things! I'm better at jazz than you because I focus on this dance, other dances I just need to know how to do them and won't delve deeper. You're different, you seem like a natural dancer, with a deep understanding of dance. That's why you keep learning new styles, although you do all of them well, none of them stand out particularly."

  "Yuri, you're a genius! I finally understand why that guy asked me what kind of dance I'm best at!" The answer is like the flowers outside the window, visible through the thick frosted glass, but only showing their shape. But as soon as you open the window, the color and fragrance of the flowers are revealed without any concealment!

  "It's just a simple matter, you thought about it all night? Jin Chuding! Go wash and sleep!" Yuri wanted to ask about tonight's events, also because she saw Xiaoyuan enter the house with that gloomy, troubled look on her face. Otherwise, she wouldn't have meddled. After figuring out the problem, she let out a yawn and headed towards her own room.

  "This problem is really annoying! I'll talk to the teacher tomorrow and ask him to help me choose a dance style that suits me best. I'll focus on practicing it, and in a week's time, I'm going to beat that guy!"

  "A week later?" Propping against the door frame, Yuri heard Xiao Yuan's solemn words and suddenly felt a wave of curiosity, "Someone who can make Future Mu think back, isn't simple!"

  ……

  "Sister!" Muzi Qiu had just finished taking a bath and was sitting on the sofa, staring at Lee Hyori who had just returned home and was sitting on the adjacent sofa drinking water and watching TV.

  "What's wrong?" Li Xiaoli pulled her hair back, and the makeup on her face that hadn't been removed yet looked extremely dazzling.

  "I met a girl today." Muzi Qiu would never hide his own affairs from Lee Hyori, except for the matter of secretly helping Kim Min-hee with ideas.

  "Met a girl? How, taken a liking to her?" Lee Hyori's interest was piqued instantly. She knew her younger brother's personality all too well, and how could she not be curious? In Korea, it's common for elementary school students in 5th or 6th grade to have their first crushes, but her own brother had reached his second year of middle school without ever mentioning a girl to her. Now that he had, how could she not be interested?

  "I don't know, I just feel that her scent is so good! She's not as pretty as my deskmate, the one who always gets bad grades, but when I see her, my heart beats really fast! And I'm also a bit afraid of her..." Muzi Qiu carefully recounted his encounter with Yuri today.

  "Zi Qiu, you really have a crush on him, don't you! It's love at first sight!" For some reason, Li Xiaoli felt a faint pang of discomfort in her heart, making her feel like she was being robbed of a cake she loved to eat as a child...