Popular Web NovelsChapter 395 Today is also Professor GrangerChapter 395 Today is also Professor Granger
On the sea, a luxury ship is slowly crossing the Atlantic Ocean.
The speed of the Queen Elizabeth 2 is not slow, but this is the open sea, without any islands or land as a reference. If it were not for the snow-white waves and foam proving that they are sailing on a long voyage, tourists may suspect that they are stopping. In place.
On the second day after boarding the ship, the ship had left the port for more than ten hours. Loren began to feel that the scenery on the sea was dimming. The cheerful and transparent feeling at the beginning gradually faded away, leaving only boring and boring. Just like whole wheat bread without any trimmings.
Except for the bar and casino where minors are not allowed to enter, there are very few places for recreation on the ship. There is a small swimming pool and a small playground in the atrium of the cabin, but Loren thinks that the water in the swimming pool is too dirty and the things in the playground are too dirty. Too childish.
The Grangers and Bates were very interested in opera and often cheered for it, but Loren and Hermione were not that old yet and they just found adults boring.
If there is any consolation, it is that the restaurants on the ship are good, especially the after-dinner ice cream.
In the open-air tea seat in the atrium of the cruise ship, the melodious piano is singing softly, accompanied by the gentle sea breeze, and sometimes unnamed seabirds fly past the tea seat, attracting young girls and elegant ladies to compete. Take the bread in your hand.
There are always people who think that maybe they prefer French fries with ketchup to bland bread.
After a while, the seabirds left, the outdoor teahouse calmed down, and the guests again talked about the excitement on the dance floor in the cabin last night.
Loren took a sip of the caramel latte in the cup and looked across.
Hermione's brows furrowed slightly, and her fair little face was slightly tilted, looking worried.
She looked intently at the arithmetic divination homework in her hand. The amount of homework assigned by Professor Victor was not easy even for the first grader.
Loren pondered for a moment: "I have a question."
"Huh?"
"Can you dance?"
"A little bit."
"Huh?"
Loren looked at her in surprise: "You can actually dance!? "
"Any questions? "
Hermione said, writing a row of formulas in her notebook, and began to think about which one to use for calculations -
Her pen suddenly stopped, as if she noticed something very interesting, and she raised her head a little nervously He smiled and said:
"Have you been thinking about this since dinner last night?"
"No, just curious."
Loren lowered his head to drink tea.
Hermione stared at him and suddenly grinned, her eyebrows arched in laughter.
It seems like a great secret has been discovered.
In Hermione's eyes, Loren is a genuine genius. Whether it's transfiguration, alchemy, potions, or financial investment, there seems to be nothing Loren can't do. Even though she had recently discovered the magical power of the Book of Fantasy, she felt that she could not keep up with Loren.
She just has a lazy personality, otherwise she would definitely not be number one in the grade.
But it seems different now.
Hermione closed the pen cap, closed the notebook, straightened her back and looked serious like a professor:
"I'm actually not good at dancing. But since the kindergarten graduation dance, I have been I went through all kinds of dances with my parents, and the more I watched, the better I became."
"A lot of dances?" "A lot!" Hermione nodded with a sullen face. Nodding, I couldn't help but complain when I mentioned this, "Kindergarten graduation dance, parents' birthday dances for colleagues and friends, promotion dances, Christmas dances, bachelor's dances before getting married, new house dances after moving...in short, all kinds of things There must be a dance.
"You can't read books, watch documentaries, eat too much, or talk too loudly at the dance. When I was a child, dance was so annoying.
"But my parents don't worry about me being alone at home, so they always take me with them..."
Hermione's complaint suddenly stopped, she glanced at Loren quietly, and regained her professorial style: "Although I I spent most of the time watching, but my father also invited me to skip, whether it's waltz or jazz, I can still teach you."
She raised her chin, with a bit of pride in her clear voice. : "How about it, do you want to learn?"
Loren's expression was complicated, and his heart was even more complicated.
I have never learned these things in my life. I thought that the lonely Miss Granger was as novice as him, but it turned out that she was also a big shot.
But if I don't study now, next semester...
Thinking of this, Loren nodded slowly and pretended to be calm and said: "Let's try it."
Hermione couldn't control her face With a smile, he stood up, holding the notebook in one hand, holding Loren in the other and running to the room.
The adults are all watching "Macbeth" in the theater now, so they are the only ones in the whole guest room. Hermione asked Loren to sit down on the sofa, and stood beside him to explain like a professor:
< br>"Starting with the waltz, this is the most commonly used and representative dance, it——"
Hermione's explanation suddenly got stuck. She subconsciously wanted to start with the origin, development, extension and other historical aspects of dance. However, in the final analysis, she could only barely be said to be proficient in it. She didn't know much about this aspect. His practical experience was fishing in troubled waters on the dance floor with Wendell.
Although Wendell's colleagues and friends praised him, they were just polite.
Hermione glanced at Loren secretly, feeling that she had not revealed her secret yet, and immediately waved her hand: "These are not important, I will dance with you a few times and it will be over!"
" Is that so..."
Loren looked at her doubtfully.
Hermione didn't say anything, but stretched out her hand to pull Loren up, and waved her wand to move all the sofa furniture in the living room to the wall, creating a spacious open space.
"I'll teach you the most basic grip first, like this..."
Hermione put her hand behind his armpit to demonstrate, and then placed her right hand on his Behind her back, at the lower end of her left shoulder blade, she held his arm with her left hand, and held his other hand slightly raised with her right hand.
Loren blinked.
It was a little different from what he thought when he put his hands around his waist. It was slightly higher, soft and bouncy, and his breath was filled with the faint fragrance of Hermione, which made him unconsciously distracted.
"Then it's the square step, pay attention to your step..."
Hermione opposite was delighted with the progress of her teaching, and did not pay attention to classroom discipline at all, causing a certain student's mind to not focus on teaching at all.
"...Finally, we looked at each other face to face, and that's it!"
After a dance class, Hermione's forehead was already slightly sweaty, and she rubbed her sore arms. , looked at him expectantly: "How is it, have you learned it?"
"Not at all." Loren said simply.
Hermione looked at him, her little face full of confusion: "How is it possible? Men's steps are much easier than women's steps, and I teach only basic movements..."
Professor Granger began Recalling his teachings, he finally attributed the problem to not practicing enough, and pulled Loren to continue practicing.
Although the teaching quality is average, the teaching experience is excellent.
An anonymous student spoke highly of it.
(End of this chapter)
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