svetikya Chapter 79 Does it hurt?
Chapter 79 Does it hurt?
"...It doesn't hurt." Bai Rongbei's voice was a little muffled. "We can continue."
Su Wanwan bit her lip and continued massaging.
This position requires lighter pressure and a gentler rhythm.
She was completely focused, her fingertips gently kneading along the direction of the muscles.
The room was quiet, with only the faint sound of her clothes rubbing together as she occasionally adjusted her posture, and his increasingly deep breathing.
After an unknown amount of time, Su Wanwan felt her hand getting a little sore. Just as she was about to change her position, she found that her body was completely relaxed and her breathing had become long and steady.
She gently stopped and peeked out.
Bai Rongbei actually... fell asleep.
He lay face down on the pillow, his brows relaxed and his lips loose; his usually cold and hard features had softened completely.
Long eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyelids, trembling gently with her breath.
Su Wanwan stared blankly, a corner of her heart suddenly softening completely.
This man usually seems so tough, like a rock that the wind can't move on the Gobi Desert.
But at this moment, he lay there unguarded in front of her, revealing a rare softness.
She watched for a while before gently pulling the blanket over him, carefully covering him with it and tucking the corners in.
The warm yellow light of the kerosene lamp illuminated his sleeping profile.
Su Wanwan stood up, blew out the light, and quietly left the room in the dark, closing the door behind her.
When he returned to his room, Lin Weiwei was still not back.
Su Wanwan lay down on the bed, the image of Bai Rongbei sleeping still flashing through her mind, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved into a smile.
She pulled the blanket up and closed her eyes.
Outside the window, the night sky over the Gobi Desert was bright with stars, and the wind howled.
The next morning, Su Wanwan was woken up by the sound of people pressing their legs in the yard.
She got up and walked to the window, where she saw Lin Weiwei grimacing as she leaned against the wall, one leg propped up on top of the wall, trembling as she pressed down.
With each press, I gasped for breath.
"Weiwei?" Su Wanwan pushed open the window. "You're practicing martial arts so early?"
Lin Weiwei turned around, her face contorted with embarrassment: "What kind of kung fu are you practicing... I'm just loosening my muscles and bones!"
She put her leg down and tried to take a couple of steps, but her posture was noticeably awkward, as if she was hesitant to put any weight on her right leg.
Su Wanwan noticed and smiled, "Did you draw for too long last night? Are you tired?"
Lin Weiwei blushed and glared at her: "Su Wanwan! You've gone astray!"
Su Wanwan smiled and walked out of the house, taking her arm: "Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore. Come on, let's go have breakfast. You have your retest today, you can't go hungry."
The two walked towards the cafeteria. Lin Weiwei's walking posture was still a bit strange, and she would occasionally gasp for breath.
"Does it really hurt that much?" Su Wanwan asked softly.
"It's not exactly painful..." Lin Weiwei muttered, "It's just... sore, swollen, and uncomfortable. That bastard Bai Si'an..."
"Wasn't he gentle enough?"
"He's a bit too gentle, but this guy lasts a long time... Wanwan, Bai Si'an looks so refined, but Bai Rongbei might be even stronger... You'd better be mentally prepared for the future."
Hearing Lin Weiwei's suggestive words, Su Wanwan blushed and said, "Weiwei, I'm so embarrassed, please stop talking."
Lin Weiwei pinched Su Wanwan's waist and stopped talking. She waved her hand and asked Su Wanwan, "Never mind, let's not talk about him. How are you feeling today? Are your legs still cramping? You have your retest later."
"Much better." Su Wanwan stretched her ankle. "I massaged it last night, and it feels much better today."
The Bai brothers were already there in the cafeteria, sitting by the window.
Bai Rongbei's expression remained normal, showing no sign of anything amiss.
Bai Si'an pushed up his glasses and, seeing the way Lin Weiwei walked, the corners of his mouth curved almost imperceptibly.
Lin Weiwei glared at him fiercely.
Although Bai Si'an's foot was a little uncomfortable, he didn't show it.
He kept wondering if his foot had caused any problems last night.
Judging from Lin Weiwei's reaction, she must be satisfied.
But there's no time to ask in detail now. Bai Si'an plans to find an opportunity to ask Lin Weiwei properly so that the two of them can get along better.
After the four finished breakfast, Bai Rongbei went to the regimental headquarters, and Bai Si'an also had to go to the technical office.
Before leaving, Bai Rongbei said to Su Wanwan, "Do your best on the exam."
"Mm." Su Wanwan nodded.
Bai Si'an whispered to Lin Weiwei, "I'll be back early tonight."
"Who asked you to come back early!" Lin Weiwei snorted and pulled Su Wanwan away.
The second round of interviews was still held in the regimental auditorium.
There were half as many people as in the preliminary round, leaving only eight girls, making the atmosphere noticeably more tense.
Wang Xiuying was wearing a more vibrant ethnic costume today, with silver ornaments jingling in her hair. When she saw Su Wanwan come in, her eyes turned cold for a moment, but she quickly put on a smile again: "Wanwan, you're here? What are you going to dance today? Don't change it at the last minute again."
His words were barbed.
Su Wanwan smiled faintly: "Jump what you should jump."
Feeling awkward, Wang Xiuying pouted and turned to talk to the person next to her.
The interview process is similar to the preliminary interview, but the requirements are higher.
In addition to dance, there were also improvisational performances and basic knowledge quizzes.
Su Wanwan's impromptu topic was "The Joy of Harvest".
After a moment's thought, she completed the performance with a short Yangko dance and a cheerful expression. Although simple, it was vivid and natural.
The basic knowledge question asked for an understanding of several current revolutionary dance works.
Su Wanwan had done her homework beforehand, and her answer was clear, thoughtful, and artistic.
Wang Xiuying's impromptu topic was "Deep Comradeship," and she performed a dance that depicted the close bond between the military and the people. Her movements were skillful, but her expressions were slightly exaggerated.
The answers to the basic knowledge questions were adequate.
After all the assessments were completed, the judges spent more time deliberating than during the preliminary test.
While waiting, Wang Xiuying sat diagonally in front of Su Wanwan, her back ramrod straight, but her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.
Finally, the old official stood up again to announce the results.
"Six comrades have advanced to the final examination: Wang Xiuying, Su Wanwan, Li Hongmei, Sun Xiaoling, Zhao Guilan, and Zhou Xiaoyan."
Those whose names were called breathed a sigh of relief.
The senior official then announced the final test arrangements: "After consideration by the leaders, the final test will be postponed by one day and is scheduled for the morning of the day after tomorrow."
"The assessment method has been adjusted: in addition to the individual dance performance, a new assessment of a duo group dance has been added. The group score accounts for 40%, and the individual score accounts for 60%. The group partners will be determined by drawing lots."
A murmur of discussion immediately arose from the audience.
A duet?
Do we have to draw lots again?
"Let's start the lottery now." A staff member brought over a small wooden box containing six crumpled pieces of paper.
The six girls took turns drawing lots.
Su Wanwan unfolded her crumpled paper, on which was written the number "three".
Wang Xiuying also unfolded the paper ball, her expression instantly changing; it also read "three".
"Those with the same number are partners," the staff member said. "Number one: Li Hongmei and Sun Xiaoling; Number two: Zhao Guilan and Zhou Xiaoyan; Number three: Wang Xiuying and Su Wanwan."
Su Wanwan looked up and met Wang Xiuying's gaze.
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