Let everyone continue to train, Ma Jiaqi and Ding Chengxin called Fu Yan aside and asked alone.
majiaqiFu Yan, how do you sing and dance? Have you ever studied?
fuyanI learned to dance when I was very young.
dingchengxinHow small is small?
fuyanI learned hip-hop at the age of five and stopped at the age of ten.
dingchengxinAh? Why did it stop, isn't it dancing well?
Ding Chengxin smiled awkwardly, this kid was quite honest.
After a brief understanding of Fu Yan's situation, Ding Chengxin Ma Jiaqi decided to let him practice dancing first to bring back his previous memories.
Ding Chengxin is the best at dancing, and the beautiful dance is not just talking about it.
A very hip-hop song was played, and Ding Chengxin took Fu Yan's little movements.
After all, he hadn't danced for a long time, and he was still a little rusty. After an hour, Fu Yan gradually found his state, and his movements were basically at a glance, and they were perfect.
Ding Chengxin was stunned by his learning ability, patted him on the shoulder in surprise, and looked at him happily.
dingchengxinYes, Fu Yan, you are much better than my first dance.
Hearing Ding Chengxin's praise, Fu Yan raised the corners of his mouth and patted his head.
fuyanYou are also strong.
Ding Chengxin's face was suddenly flushed by this close action. He looked up and was shaken by his smile. He had an indescribable taste in his heart. When others praised him, he didn't feel anything. How could he be a little happy when he arrived?
When he came back to his senses, Fu Yan had continued to practice. Ding Chengxin leaned over and grabbed his arm, and his voice softened unconsciously.
dingchengxinYan? May I call you that?
The child's eyes were bright, and he felt his arm being grasped. Fu Yan looked into his eyes and nodded seriously.
With permission, Ding Chengxin jumped happily for a while, feeling that he was dancing vigorously.
