Chapter 233: How come even you

"And the one opposite, you learned it wrong just now when you were learning this part, your feet should be like this..."

Lin Sui not only coached Yan Xing'ai but also pointed out things to Cloud Little Bun.

After she finished this movement, she suddenly paused and asked, "You won't pull a ligament again this time, will you?"

Cloud Little Bun: "..."

Without waiting for her to answer, Lin Sui said to herself, "It should be fine, you've already been eliminated anyway, no need to be so strict with yourself. Ah, of course, when you were in the competition, you were quite lenient with yourself too."

Cloud Little Bun: "..."

Who is she implying!

That's not even implying anymore, that's stating it clearly.

To hell with this!

I don't want to learn anymore!

"Eh, it seems so..."

After Lin Sui's correction, Yan Xing'ai seemed to have discovered a new world.

"Sui Sui, help me look at the complete version again..."

She didn't just need to adjust this segment; the effort she put in while practicing the dance meant everything had to be adjusted.

Lin Sui reminded her, "In the Live Streaming Room? Is it okay to dance the whole thing out?"

Yan Xing'ai: "It's no problem, it's not coherent anyway, it's just right to let them see how much my subsequent performance will improve after your guidance."

Since she had said so, Lin Sui naturally wouldn't be stingy with her teaching.

Not only that, she also spurred Cloud Little Bun on the opposite side to follow along and learn.

The three of them started practicing right there in the Live Streaming Room.

In their Live Streaming Room, one could only hear Lin Sui's occasional remarks, "Eh, that's it~ you are teachable~ you are a piece of rotten wood that cannot be carved! For this movement, think about the old man next door!"

Yan Xing'ai was puzzled: "Why think about the old man?"

Lin Sui didn't dance along with them; she pulled up a stool and sat in the corner, only standing up to demonstrate when she felt there was a problem.

At this moment, she was sitting with her legs crossed and spoke right up, "The old man is doing well, the old man has a minimum living allowance, just thinking about it makes one happy! Smile! Ho-hahahaha~"

Yan Xing'ai: "... Ho-hahahahaha?"

Didn't understand, but followed along.

Lin Sui covered her forehead: "..."

Cloud Little Bun next door wasn't as foolish; she revealed a smile while dancing.

Lin Sui patted her thigh and reminded Yan Xing'ai, "This is your dance! Look at her! How good it looks to dance this segment with a smile on your face?"

In order to maintain her cool-girl image, Yan Xing'ai kept a straight face while dancing, which did look quite cool.

In reality, if you want to grab people's attention, you can't keep the same expression the whole time.

What's more, Yan Xing'ai's own personality didn't lean toward being a cool girl at all.

She only had the advantage of her appearance.

Cloud Little Bun was doing quite well in this regard.

She hadn't missed a single necessary expression.

Hearing Lin Sui's words, Cloud Little Bun stopped.

She rubbed her hands together, suddenly feeling a bit shy.

Was she being praised by Lin Sui?

No!

Weren't the two of them in a competition?

How did things evolve into this state?

She wasn't the only one who didn't understand.

Zhao Zongshuai and Yueshan, who had been invited to be judges, were also bewildered.

Weren't they supposed to be judges?

How did one of the contestants suddenly transform into a mentor?

Hmm?

Who taught you to play like this!

The content of Lin Sui's Live Streaming could never be viewed through the eyes of an ordinary person.

You never knew when it would veer off into outer space.

"Should we leave?" Zhao Zongshuai asked Yueshan.

Upon hearing this, the strict teacher Lin Sui immediately patted the table, "Who allowed you to leave early? Stand up and learn from me!"

Zhao Zongshuai: "..."

Yueshan: "..."

Just as Zhao Zongshuai was about to say something to refuse, he saw Yueshan silently stand up and actually start learning.

His eyes widened a bit.

This sister is for real?

It must be for real.

Yueshan had long since taken Lin Sui as her goal to surpass, and she had been itching to try just from watching Lin Sui teach earlier.

It was just that she couldn't bring herself to do it.

Now that Lin Sui had brought it up herself, she would "reluctantly" learn a little.

Having one's own goal teach oneself—this kind of improvement and advancement was no small matter.

Since she was already doing it, Zhao Zongshuai had no choice but to get up and move around too.

This Live Streaming Room is getting more and more magical.

With over a million people across several Live Streaming Rooms, we were supposed to see a PK dance battle, so how did it turn into a dance tutorial?

Not to mention, you can tell at a glance whose level is higher and whose is lower among these few people.

Lin Sui doesn't play favorites either; she calls out whoever isn't doing well.

There are still viewers in the Live Streaming Room who can't stand it.

"You talk a big game, why don't you get up and dance for us to see?"

Lin Sui happened to be free to look at the public chat, and seeing this, she said, "Didn't I say? I'm old, I can't shake it anymore."

【LV62 Chihuahua gifted Live Streamer Carnival *1】

Lin Sui: "Thanks to my sister Chihuahua for the Carnival!"

Everyone: "..."

The manager in the corner: "..."

Yan Xing'ai's fans in the Live Streaming Room: "... Isn't this the account of Sister Ai's manager?"

Lin Sui saw it too, "Ah... so it's sister manager. With a reliable manager like you leading Sister Ai, I can rest easy."

She stood up, thumped her chest toward the manager in the corner, and pointed at her, looking like a good sister who keeps others in her heart.

The manager: "..."

She had said she wouldn't gift, she wouldn't gift, and now she's made herself so awkward.

The devil-whisper-like voice of Feng Liu sounded in her ear again, "Sister, do you know how much our Sui-zi charges for a professional dance lesson? Is one 'luxury gift' a bit too little? Look, how much Sister Ai has improved... If Sui-zi is happy in a moment and teaches her her unique secret techniques, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

A Fu: "..." He kind of wanted to drag Feng Liu away.

Too shameless.

When has Lin Sui ever held a professional dance tutorial?

But this kind of scheme to trick people into tipping Lin Sui...

A Fu held it in for a long time, his earlobes turning red, and whispered on the other side of the manager, "He's right!"

It felt so guilty just saying it out loud.

The manager's pupils dilated in shock, "Even you, A Fu..."

She had always considered A Fu a decent person!

"Then it must be true."

The manager remembered that their boss had been wanting to poach Lin Sui for a while; it seems she really has the talent.

Letting her give Yan Xing'ai some pointers wouldn't be a loss.

She took a deep breath and gifted Lin Sui ten more 'luxury gifts'.

Unfortunately, Lin Sui didn't see it this time; she had gone off to coach some moves.

It was nothing more than missing out on a thank you, but the money had definitely arrived.

By the time Yan Xing'ai finished the whole dance, she had been reminded bit by bit by Lin Sui on how to make it look better.

The few people there who followed along and learned all had an epiphany.

And were exhausted.

"Not dancing anymore." Zhao Zongshuai slumped into his chair and waved his hand.

With this kind of high-intensity dancing, it really is hard to shake it when you're getting on in years.

"Not bad, everyone learned well! Worthy of encouragement!" Lin Sui applauded everyone.

"How about a huge sum of money." Yueshan said.

This was also learned from Lin Sui.

Lin Sui clicked her tongue, "Aren't we being too formal? Why bring up money?"

The next second, her face changed instantly: "Tuition is one 'luxury gift', remember to come over and pay."

Yueshan and Zhao Zongshuai turned around and exited the co-stream immediately.

Without hesitation.

Excessive!

Leaving only Cloud Puff in the next room alone, still sitting in the chair panting, her gaze somewhat vacant, not knowing what she was thinking.