Extraordinary Genius

Feng Yu listened to the general's speech on it, mainly about how powerful the Soviet Union is, inspiring those young officers to contribute to the Soviet Union, and the future belongs to you. These young officers were the only ones who ate it, and the whole auditorium sounded a warm applause.

The first show, Feng Yu could only sit down and watch. Collective dance, which is a popular dance in the Soviet army, is not complicated, but it is rare that these people dance neatly and uniformly. Feng Yu even maliciously speculated. These people must have been rehearsing many days in advance. Officers practice dancing every day. What other fighting power can this army have?

The second show, the two of them danced, brothers, they all pulled their partners up to dance, and Elena reached out to Feng Yu, meaning very clearly.

All right, Feng Yu can only stand up with his scalp, take Elena's hand, and walk into the dance floor.

Why does this move look like a national standard? Feng Yu was relieved, he would still do so.

“Mr. Feng, you said you couldn't dance. Isn't that a good idea?” Unlike the national emblem, this dance does not require twisting the neck to either side, allowing the two to face each other normally.

“That's all I can do, and I can't do anything else. Look over there. ”

There was an officer over there with a dance partner who played a few amazing moves and won a lottery. The two paired skilfully, the man was tall and strong, the woman was petite and slender, and even performed a throwing motion that made Feng Yu envious.

Elena laughed and suddenly whispered: "Mr. Feng, you cooperate with me. ”

What? Feng Yu hasn't understood yet. Elena suddenly unwrapped her hand on Feng Yu's shoulder and moved backwards, while her arm unfolded.

Feng Yu quickly cooperated with the same action, followed closely to see Elena turn around lightly and put her hands back on Feng Yu's shoulder.

It's not over yet, Elena backs back again at the next moment, and then both hands split from Feng Yu, suddenly expanding her arms and starting to spin quickly around Feng Yu.

Feng Yu stunned for a moment. After the reaction, he held his hands slightly and patted his hands gently. His eyes turned with Elena's figure.

Elena's dance posture was too stunning, the surrounding people automatically flashed an empty space, and others stopped dancing, clapping beside her, and the wind suddenly snatched them all.

Even more rarely, Elena was able to accurately hold Feng Yu's shoulder while spinning, and her other hand was stretched out just like Feng Yu's.

This move, once again, is full of colors. Dance is for two people, the crowd cheers, and naturally it is for two people. Feng Yu can't help but create an illusion, as if he is also a dancer!

At the end of the song, they held hands, and as the crowd slowly walked back to their positions, there were people clapping at them.

“Feng, how about this dance partner for you?” Kirilenko asked proudly.

“Thanks, Kim. I'm happy tonight. ”

“Just be happy. Call me when you want to go.” Kirilenko hinted. After that, he went to talk to someone with a glass.

Feng Yu stunned for a moment. What does this mean, he just danced and left early. Doesn't that seem disrespectful? Is that who I am?

“Elena, you dance great. You're a pro, right?” Feng Yu sighed wholeheartedly.

Elena nodded with a smile: "I'm from the Ukrainian Dance Corps. I've been learning to dance since I was five years old. I've been studying for over eight years. ”

It is professional, no wonder it jumps so well. Wait, Elena's not 14 yet?

Feng Yu knows that Soviet girls are ripe, but that's too early, right? Elena's a meter, seven, thirteen years old, one meter and seven? So the fiancée of the brother-in-law, most likely under the age of 18?

Tsk ~ ~ ~ The Soviet Union is such a weird paradise!

“No wonder you dance so well. Where are your parents from? ”

“My father was a Kyiv, a glorious soldier, but he passed away. My mother, who was a St. Petersburg dancer, has been a dance teacher in St. Petersburg for years. ”

Dance talent is still a family heirloom. Depending on Elena's status, her father should not have been a high-ranking official before he died. At most, she was a grassroots officer, possibly even an ordinary soldier. Otherwise, Elena would not have been arranged to accompany Feng Yu.

“Have you ever thought about doing anything in the future?” Feng Yu asked.

“Be the best dancer in the Soviet Union, go to the Kremlin and perform for President Jov, the Soviet supreme head of state.” When I say this, the little girl's eyes are full of enthusiasm.

Well, another blind admirer, Feng Yu dared to promise to let Elena say that Jov was well there and why he was worthy of admiration, Elena definitely couldn't say it.

In fact, Feng Yu deeply despised Jov, ruled the largest part of the world, had the world's top military power, and so many people supported him, and ended up with a disgraceful end. It can be seen how much Jov failed.

If there was no objection in history, Jov would not only be under house arrest, but most likely killed by the man who started the coup d 'état! Ultimately, if it wasn't for Ye Li Chinli, the Soviet Union wouldn't necessarily be what it was, but the result would certainly be worse than the collapse of the Soviet Union. At least Feng Yu thinks Ye Liqin is politically ~ politically much better than Jov!

Feng Yu looked at Elena, perhaps Elena's dream, was the ultimate dream of all dancers in the Soviet Union. In fact, Feng Yu believes that Elena is now qualified to perform at the Kremlin Palace, but only lacks an opportunity. For example, if Elena were transferred to the Russian dance troupe, her chances would definitely increase.

Unfortunately, Feng Yu couldn't help at all, or he didn't want to help. He wouldn't ask Ki for help transferring Elena to the Russian dance troupe for a girl who had only danced once.

“Elena, do you have any other dreams besides dancing? ”

“Another dream? Peace in the world, prosperity and prosperity in the country? ”

Feng Yu “…”

This dream is amazing, there are only girls in life who dance, maybe something else you never thought about.

“One day, when you couldn't dance, you didn't want to do anything else?” Feng Yu continues to guide Elena.

“I can't dance. I can be a dance teacher. That's my mother. ”

Feng Yu lost, losing to this simple girl whose life was devoted to dancing.

Kirilenko had just returned, and he laughed when he saw that Feng Yu was having a good time talking to the dance group girl. Looks like this guy, he got it right. After all, Feng Yu disliked the flight attendant's age and found a 13-year-old girl, she couldn't open her eyes, could she?

“Feng, come on, let me introduce you to some friends.” The brothers came with several people, a hand pulled Feng Yu, and enthusiastically introduced some Ukrainian military second-generation to Feng Yu.

Feng Yu was dealing with it, but he didn't even remember his name. He only remembered Ki's words at this time, wanted to go, told him that if no acquaintance had talked, it would have been so boring at the prom.

“Brother, I'm tired, I want to go back to rest first. ”

Kirilenko came right up and said, "Go ahead, I'll take him back.” In Kirilenko's view, Feng must be impatient.

Together, they left the dance party with their girlfriends.