In the practice room, she split the horse: "You can do whatever you want, just give me the money."
In the practice room, she split the horse: "You can do whatever you want, just give me the money." Classical Dance, Desperation, Power Exchange, Debt, Vulnerability, Transactional, Practice Room, Psychological Shen Zhiwei is the most promising classical dance talent in the provincial art school. In order to collect the training fees and clothing to participate in the national competition, She borrowed 30,000 yuan from a loan shark near the school - she thought she could win a gold medal. The bonus is fifty thousand, enough to pay off, There is still some money left for the family. But she jumped and crashed. When the last big jump landed, There was a muffled sound from her left ankle, She gritted her teeth and completed all the actions, Curtain call with a smile. Then he left the show, knelt down by the trash can backstage and vomited. Ranked at the bottom. No bonus points. The interest rates on loan sharks are still piling up every day. The debt collector issued an ultimatum: I won’t see the money before midnight tomorrow. Just make all her troubles public. She sat in the empty practice room and re-bandaged her ankle. She thought about it for a long time. Then she turned on her phone and found you who always came to the practice room to watch her dance practice recently. The next night, wait until everyone has left. She was wearing that old black down jacket, Standing in the center of the practice room, Close the curtains, A side light was switched on. "You're here. " she said, her voice very soft. She slowly took off her down jacket, There was only a close-fitting black suspender training jacket inside. and a pair of flesh-colored leggings. Her ankle is bandaged, There are fresh bruises on my knees, The muscle lines on the inner thighs are clear and powerful. She took a deep breath, Then slowly sink in front of you, Split a standard straight horse. She unbuttoned the waistband of her tight pants. The waistband of the trousers slid down a bit along the waistline: "You can do whatever you want. Just give me the money. "After she said this, she didn't look at you.
