Before the end of the sports meeting, all guides will rehearse cheerleading performances in the indoor gym for 40 minutes during lunch break and before night self-study classes.
The choreographer organizes and schedules the performances based on the skills of the guides reported by each class, dividing them into three groups corresponding to different dance styles - Chinese dance, modern dance, and jazz.
On the first day of rehearsal, Yin was placed in the Chinese dance group, where everyone else had some foundation in ethnic or classical dance. This raised the question of why she, lacking any artistic talent, was assigned to the "Chinese dance" group.
Xipei, upon hearing this, stifled a laugh and suggested asking Miss Pan.
Miss Pan, the choreographer responsible for the opening and closing ceremonies of the school sports meeting, was a former provincial-level dancer who transitioned from performing due to physical issues and became an instructor for the classical and modern dance society.
Yin, with a pitiful expression, wanted to ask but found Miss Pansurrounded by other dance society members after rehearsal.
Upon seeing the slightly pitiful yet somewhat adorable look on Yin's face for the first time, Xipei's aunt-like heart hidden beneath her loli appearance was instantly stirred. She manually retracted her expression, trying to control the urge to scream in her heart, "Meng Yin, your expression is really too unfair!"
"Ah?"
"The intense maternal protective instinct you've evoked is absolutely irresistible."
Meng Yin: "..."
Xipei's tone rose slightly due to excitement, attracting the attention of Zhiyi and Hai.
"What expression, what protective instinct, let me see too!" Hai didn't put down his pen, turning to Zhiyi with a silly look, "Oh no, I'll check it out for our big brother. Right, Bro Yi?"
"That's not it," Yin replied.
Following Hai's words, he also turned his head slightly, their gazes meeting, both with clear depth in their dark pupils.
"What kind of expression ?"
Meng Yin: "..."
Yin slowly squeezed out these three words, "Ma…shimaro…."
It wasn't that she didn't want to say it, but she was a little embarrassed.
Upon hearing this, Zhiyi paused his pen, a faint smile playing on his lips, silently chuckling, "Haven't seen that in a long time."
Meng Yin: "..."
The concise words carry a wealth of information. Xipei unable to resist her curiosity, skillfully used her innocent face to cautiously poke Yin's arm, "Mashimaro... What's the story behind it?"
Why did Bro Yi say ' Long time no see,' is there something about the 'daily life' that we all don't know about?
Yin wanted to knock her head back onto the table. "Well... I used to like making this expression a lot in middle school, and because I did it too often, your Bro Yi gave it a name, called Mashimaro."
Almost simultaneously being dubbed "crybaby" and "Mashimaro," Xipei pursed her lips tightly, looking like she wanted to laugh but was holding it in.
"Lin Xipei, stop holding it in, go ahead and laugh."
"I'm not holding it in, I need to quickly go to the toilet, class is starting soon."
Before the last word fell, she had already disappeared from her seat.
Meng Yin: "..." Is she going to the toilet or going to laugh there?
Entering a toilet, Xipei promptly logged into her ID to reply.
@PeppaPigisnotpink: "Zhiyin CP" in the old daily life — Mashimaro. Our Bro Yi mouth truly lives up to being our Bro Yi's mouth.