Learning to dance the collective dance

Like other classes, we have a line in the middle of each table - the "38th line." Boys and girls only see an invisible wall, and when they say two more words, they will be attacked by the wind. But in the past two days, something unexpectedly made us unexpectedly: the teacher in charge of the class told us to dance the group dance after school every afternoon, and no one was allowed to slip. She personally fought.

My mother, it’s terrible! When you are a man or a woman, you can't even say a word, can you jump up? Hey, you have to hand in hand to circle! No, the teacher just finished talking, and the classroom was like a bang that blew up the pot. Tang Xiaohong in front of me turned to me and said, "Hey, dance the group dance, hey, I said, I don’t jump with the boys!" She said, Liu Xiaobing, who was facing the side, gave her a mouth. "Disgusting, I will not let them die." Just touch it." Liu Xiaobing did not hesitate to show weakness. He turned his head and said to Zhu Liang around me: "I don't dance, these 'knife mouths' I look at my heart..." I saw the momentum is not good, and quickly went to persuade, otherwise a "world war." "It will break out."

After the class bell rang, Teacher Zhang said: "The homework is put away, the boys put the table up, and the fifth grader who teaches you to dance is coming soon." "God" A boy draws a cross on his chest. Other boys are sullen, as if they want them to jump into a fire pit.

After a while, the fifth grade students came. Let's learn the next step. Take a step forward, then jump backwards, then jump alternately -- I would rather do a difficult math problem than to learn it. Next, learn the movements of the hands and then press the music for a while. Maybe our girls are out of "natural talents", their hands are soft, their legs are slightly bent, and they quickly learn to be decent. Looking at the boys, it’s really a cry: the hands are stiff and the legs are not bent. It’s like dancing, it’s just learning robot walking.

The next afternoon, the teacher came again. "Which of you are daring to stand up and jump?" Students, look at me, I look at you, no one snoring. The teacher frowned and his face sank: "The cadres of the class all stood up and jumped in the middle. I can't rule your fault today!" Several of our cadres stood up reluctantly. As soon as the music was released, our face jumped up. When we jumped into the hand-turned circle and double kicked, our faces turned into red apples one by one. But jumping and jumping, we are more and more lively, and our face has changed from long to round. Other students looked at us with curiosity, and then gradually became envious eyes. After that, the boys and girls often danced together and danced very well.

Since then, I have found that there are fewer "three-eight lines" in the class. One day on the self-study class, Tang Xiaohong did not bring the rubber, Liu Xiaobing put his rubber on the other's desk. Hey, what happened to them today? Oh, I understand...

Fifth grade: kiki