Chapter 61 - She Actually Knew How To Pole Dance
"Xiao Jian…" worried Lu Feiyan called out to Yun Jian softly, as she clenched her fists after hearing the latter had agreed to dance.
There was a frustrating feeling of being powerless. She knew that w.a.n.g Rourou was setting her friend up but she was unable to stop her.
"It"s okay." Yun Jian gave Lu Feiyan a smile, acknowledging that she was genuinely concerned for her.
To survive in this world, one did not need a large circle of friends. As long as there was that one who was sincere and truly cared for her, having just one friend like her was enough.
Every time she heard Yun Jian respond "it"s okay" when they encountered sticky situations, Lu Feiyan felt that she would always be rea.s.sured.
Deep in her heart she believed in Xiao Jian and was faithful that she could do it.
"Yun Jian, hop on quickly if you"re going to dance. The whole cla.s.s is waiting for you!" w.a.n.g Rourou added, already restlessly eager.
She was impatient to see Yun Jian embarra.s.s herself. After tonight, the news would spread and the whole school would know that Yun Jian had only the looks. – What good would being pretty be if you were good for nothing?
She would still be a peasant from the village!
"I"m not dancing here," Yun Jian said slowly as she squinted.
"Where are you dancing if not here?"– w.a.n.g Rourou blurted out from how eager she was.
Without giving w.a.n.g Rourou a chance to speak, Yun Jian looked towards the corridor and continued. "I"m going to dance outside the cla.s.sroom."
When she said that, all her cla.s.smates were stupefied, especially w.a.n.g Rourou. Her expression was beyond exaggerated.
She had initially planned for Yun Jian to make a fool out of herself in front of the cla.s.s, yet she was now requesting to dance outside of their cla.s.sroom?
The outdoors were lit at night. Did that not mean that the other cla.s.ses that were having evening self-study sessions could also see Yun Jian embarra.s.sing herself?
Is she not giving herself a hard slap on the face?
w.a.n.g Rourou"s grin oddly widened as she spoke up in a hurry. She was afraid that Yun Jian would go back on her word, choosing to only dance in the cla.s.sroom, "Okay, okay. Great. Go outside and dance. We"ll watch you from the corridor!"
The whole cla.s.s moved to the corridor outside immediately.
The students watched Yun Jian walk out in antic.i.p.ation. They wondered what she was going to do.
Could it be that she wanted to let the whole school know that she could not dance?
The surrounding cla.s.srooms were all ninth graders. Now that everyone in Cla.s.s (6) had gone out, the other cla.s.ses noticed the commotion as well.
This included Yuan Yingjun who was in the first cla.s.s, Li Xiangyi, as well as the others from the basketball team. All of them could clearly see Yun Jian walking from her cla.s.s to the s.p.a.cious lawn outside.
What was happening? What was Yun Jian going to do?
Exiting the cla.s.sroom, Yun Jian"s stride was laidback with both her hands in her pockets, she gave off a refreshing vibe.
Right in the center, opposite of Cla.s.s (6), was a lawn that had a variety of gym equipment. As Yun Jian moved toward the destination, she suddenly stood beside a long pole that was available in the sports facilities.
The pole was a few meters tall.
"Hey, what"s she doing? Is she going to dance with that pole? Huh? Haha!" A boy in their cla.s.s could not help being sarcastic.
Nonetheless, Yun Jian stretched out her hand as her fingers landed softly on the pole.
Her aura transformed instantly.
Yun Jian"s laidback demeanor turned alluring all of a sudden. She walked over and leaned herself against the pole, casting her gaze to where everyone else with equal sensuality.
This was only the beginning of Yun Jian"s dance.
While everyone was still bewildered, she sprang and hung herself onto the pole swiftly.
What puzzled her audience was seemingly how relaxed she was the moment she was on the pole.
It"s pole dancing!
Some students were immediately aware of what Yun Jian was going to do next.
She actually knew how to pole dance? No – no way!?