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Chapter 434 Firm Choice
Qiu Qian, who was manipulated, naturally did not escape from Meng Donglai's routine.

At first I was a little "reserved" when I took down the chopsticks, but after a few bites I turned into hating myself for not having two more mouths.

With four dishes and one soup, Qiu Qian solved more than half of it by herself.

"Wow, it's killing me."

The last vegetable soup entered her belly, Qiu Qian groaned while touching her stomach.

"Fuck me, I will definitely be named and criticized by the teacher tomorrow, Meng Donglai, you killed me."

"Ha ha."

Meng Donglai calmly packed the tableware for the meeting.

Considering her "miserable failure" today, she won't be allowed to wash the dishes today.

"I'm done, oooooooooo."

When Meng Donglai finished washing the dishes, Qiu Qian was still sitting there moaning, almost crying.

It seems that after the craving for food has passed and I have returned to my senses, I really regret it.

"Okay, you'll just eat one more meal, and the toilet will be gone tomorrow morning." Meng Donglai sat opposite her and comforted her.

"It's easy to say, I ate so much tonight, I won't be able to make up for it if I don't eat dinner for the next month."

"Then don't eat for two months."

Meng Donglai said so, but he actually planned to give her another meal tomorrow night.

As for maintaining weight, will it be a problem for Meng Donglai?

After a few words of comfort, seeing that she was still crying, Meng Donglai directly took out the camera and adjusted the angle.

Click!

"What are you doing!"

"Leave a remembrance."

"You're so bad. I'm so pitiful and you still bully me." Qiu Qian sobbed.

Then I saw Meng Donglai holding up the camera again.

"I fought with you!"

"Hahahaha!"

The two of them tore at each other and lay down on the bed unconsciously.

Meng Donglai held the camera with both hands above his head, lying face up.

Qiu Qian lay on Meng Donglai's body, trying to reach for the camera, but because she lost her support, she directly had a face-to-face with him.

The atmosphere instantly became ambiguous.

Eyes met, love was raging.

Meng Donglai raised his head and kissed the corner of Qiu Qian's mouth.

Qiu Qian closed her eyes and did not escape.

Seeing her acquiescing, Meng Donglai raised his head and kissed deeply again.

Gradually, the offensive and defensive positions of the two were different, and Qiu Qian gradually took the initiative.

Meng Donglai's hands were not idle. While kissing, he controlled the camera to take several selfies.

Click!Click!
The continuous sound of taking pictures affected Qiu Qian, she grabbed the camera and threw it on the bedside, then looked at Meng Donglai affectionately.

If you can bear it at this time, then you are not a human being.

Meng Donglai turned over and pressed her under him.

Two hours.

Qiu Qian went to take a shower, while Meng Donglai lay on the bed and savored the feeling just now.

It’s good for women to learn dance.

He had already experienced this deeply in the world of "Youth".

Gee!

"Go and wash."

Qiu Qian came out of the bathroom and saw Meng Donglai still lying on the bed, looking like a sage, and said angrily:
"Go back to your room after washing, I can't do it today."

Limping back to the bed, Qiu Qian felt that her waist was about to break.

Meng Donglai obediently went to take a shower, but instead of going back to his room, he got into Qiu Qian's bed.

"I really can't do it."

"Don't worry, just hold it."

The two were quiet for a while. Seeing that Meng Donglai was indeed honest, Qiu Qian relaxed.

"Tell me the truth, how many girlfriends have you had?"

"No, you're the only one." Meng Donglai didn't even think about this kind of question.

"Do you think I'm a fool? With your skills, there are at least five or six." Qiu Qian stretched her hand down, pinched the soft flesh around her waist, and pinched it.

"Hiss! Auntie, it hurts."

"Quickly explain." Qiu Qian was completely unthreatening.

"It's really only you. You watch too many teaching videos. It's easy to learn this kind of thing without a teacher." Meng Donglai explained.

"Really?" Qiu Qian still didn't believe it.

But she has no way to prove it, after all, men have an advantage in concealing the past.

"It's absolutely true." Meng Donglai's expression was serious, and he almost raised his hand to swear.

"Tch, actually it doesn't matter if you have a past, I don't care. As long as you treat me well in the future."

"I will definitely take care of you like a princess and raise you to be white and fat."

"Bah bah bah! I don't want it."

Chatting until late at night, Qiu Qian was too tired to hold on before ending.

Meng Donglai estimated the time, and it should be dawn in Jiangbei.

I promised Li Mai yesterday that I will help her go through the discharge procedures today.

In this situation, it is definitely impossible to go.

In the end, he could only let Yuji send two clones, a man and a woman, to help on his behalf.

By the way, I asked Yudu to send him a text message: "There is an emergency here in London. I have already boarded the plane. I didn't do what I promised. I will go back next time and make amends."

Soon, the reply message was sent back.

She reassured him that she could handle it herself.

When Qiu Qian woke up the next morning, she felt particularly refreshed and relaxed as she had never felt before.

The pain from last night has completely disappeared, and even the lower body has fully recovered.

I went to the toilet and came out and weighed myself.

Huh? !

Two catties less than yesterday.

Does this call it bad?
still is
"Would you lose weight doing that?"

Qiu Qian couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, with such strenuous exercise, you sweated as much as you took a bath last night. You must have lost weight." Meng Donglai nonsense.

In fact, these changes are all because Qiu Qian has a flying rice robot in her body.

The robots repaired the damage inside and outside her body, and also consumed some fat according to her subconscious instructions.

"You must be lying to me again. If you can lose weight by doing that, there will be no obese couples in this world." Qiu Qian retorted.

"That's because the man didn't live up to expectations, and the time was too short." Meng Donglai quibbled.

"Nonsense." She said so, but she actually believed something in her heart, and planned to test it later.

When I came to school, the students had already started their morning exercises.

Qiu Qian put down her things, put on her dance clothes and joined in.

When she started exercising, Qiu Qian felt different again.

Today her body is particularly well "controlled", and her flexibility has increased a lot.

Flexibility and strength are a pair of contradictory attributes.

To be flexible, you have to sacrifice some strength.

If you want strength, you have to sacrifice some flexibility.

After waking up today, she found that her strength had increased a little, almost [-] to [-] percent.

She didn't think much about it at the time, because she was in a hurry to go to school.

Now that she has found that her flexibility has increased, she can't help but think about it.

It's enough to lose weight by doing that, but it's a bit too weird to be able to increase strength and flexibility now.

Could it be that he is actually a monster, who can harvest yang and nourish yin?

"Qian Qiu, what are you thinking?"

Suddenly, the teacher's voice came.

I was so absorbed in thinking just now that I didn't even notice the teacher coming.

The other students had already lined up, and only Qiu Qian was left standing at the edge of the dance room, stretching with one leg on the handrail, looking absent-minded.

"Sorry, teacher."

Qiu Qian quickly returned to the team.

The teacher just reminded me, and didn't continue to delve into it. After all, people paid for it and belonged to "God".

However, the next practice made the teacher frown.

Qiu Qian's changes were too big and too obvious.

This change is positive and should have been a good thing.

But Qiu Qian's progress was really too great.

Yesterday and today are completely different people. Yesterday was still an immature beginner. Although he is better than ordinary people, he is still in the category of ordinary people.

Today is obviously different, suddenly evolved into a genius, all kinds of movements are very standard.

As graceful as a frightened bird, as gentle as a swimming dragon.

The teacher is British and doesn’t know idioms, otherwise these two words would definitely come to mind.

"Could it be that you let yourself meet a good seedling?"

In the next half day, the teacher conducted intensive training especially for Qiu Qian, and asked her to stand up and do it during the demonstration.

Qiu Qian thought that she would be punished by the teacher for her poor performance in the past two days, so how could she think that she was being assessed by others.

After school in the afternoon, the teacher asked her to stay, and Qiu Qian felt bad instantly.

"Did you get discovered last night?"

"That's not the case. Not many of the European and American girls in the school are still virgins."

"Is that because your body is unwell today and your movements are so deformed?"

"That's not right. I feel very good today. It can be said to be the best condition I have ever had in my life."

"Or the school doesn't allow dating?"

I followed the teacher to the office, but my mind was full of messy thoughts.

When they came to the office, the teacher asked Qiu Qian to sit down first.

"Let me sit? Not standing? It seems that it shouldn't be a bad thing." Qiu Qian continued to interpret the plot in her heart.

"Classmate Qiu Qian, that's what I should call you, right?"

"Yes, teacher. In our country, the surname is placed before the first name." Qiu Qian nodded, feeling that the teacher was more gentle than ever.

She wasn't like this before.

In the first few days, Qiu Qian felt that the teacher seemed to be in menopause, moody and very tempered.

"Today I found that you have improved a lot. Is it because you just came to London a few days ago and didn't get used to it, so you didn't show your true strength?"

progress?

Qiu Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s not about criticizing and lecturing yourself.

"Yes, I have adjusted my mentality in two days, and I feel that my body has completely relaxed." Qiu Qian replied following the teacher's words.

"I don't know if you have signed a company?" the teacher asked.

"Signed, it's Brilliant Starlight Fashion Performing Arts Brokerage Co., Ltd." Qiu Qian replied.

Wasn't it funded by this company that she could come to study?The teacher shouldn’t not know.

"It's a pity, if you are white, you will definitely be able to participate in this year's group company reception, and I should recommend you to join the dance troupe." The teacher said and glanced at Qiu Qian.

If Meng Donglai were here, he would definitely find that this old guy was setting him up.

It's a pity that Qiu Qian lacks experience.

"Is it the Royal Ballet?"

"Yes, it's a pity that you have already signed a company. The dance company will definitely not make wedding dresses for others, and will not pay liquidated damages for you, a newcomer."

"That's a pity." Qiu Qian nodded.

The teacher was dumbfounded.

Where did this silly boy come from! ! ?

Shouldn't she say now: "I'll take care of the signing of the contract myself, please ask the teacher to keep the spot for me."?
What do you follow me! ?

"Have you ever thought about changing a company?" The teacher asked straight to the point.

"No, this company treats me very well now, and I have no intention of changing it."

After rejecting the teacher's kindness, the teacher gave Qiu Qian a few more instructions on her studies before letting Qiu Qian go home.

When we got to the school gate, it was dark.

Qiu Qian has never had the experience of going home after dark since she came to London.

The breaking news content in the newspapers here is really scary.

Those well-known people in China did not describe it like this before, but only after they actually came abroad did they realize that the law and order in the motherland is really good.

"You came to pick me up again today."

As soon as he walked out of the school gate, he saw Meng Donglai waiting on the lamppost outside the gate, and he was moved and pleasantly surprised.

I saw him standing quietly, matched with the London streets at night and the dim street lights, it really looked like an oil painting.

The words came to his lips, the greeting was too fast, and when he wanted to take it back, Meng Donglai had already spotted her, stood up and walked towards her.

The beautiful picture scroll was instantly shattered.

"I came here because I was worried about you." Meng Dong said back and forth.

"The teacher left me to talk for a while." Qiu Qian explained.

"What did you say?"

"It means that my ability can actually go to the Royal Dance Company, but due to other reasons, I couldn't go in the end."

"If you can't go, you can't go. With your ability, it's their loss if the Royal Dance Troupe doesn't want you." Meng Donglai said nonsense.

"Hahaha, with your mouth, I don't know how many little girls you have cheated."

"Only you."

"Haha." Qiu Qian's lips curled up slightly.

Even though I knew he was lying, I still felt very sweet.

"By the way, what was the reason you just said?" Meng Donglai was able to bring the topic back again.

"A lot, my Asian face, the company I signed with, etc."

Meng Donglai asked Yudo to connect to Qiu Qian's flying rice robot, and copied the part where Qiu Qian met the teacher this afternoon, and then quickly played it on the retina projection.

It was okay at the beginning, the two of them were just chatting and dancing, but gradually they became crooked.

The teacher began to argue in various ways, but Qiu Qian responded to all changes by remaining unchanged.

"Did she invite you?" Meng Donglai asked.

"Yes."

"You refused?" Meng Donglai asked again.

"Correct."

"well-done."

"That's not right, you can tell the company's leaders that I study hard and earnestly, and I am also very loyal."

"No problem." Meng Donglai sighed in his heart, the leader has received it. "Then I'm going to ask you one more question as my boyfriend. Tell me the truth. Do you want to go?"

Qiu Qian was a little silent.

She couldn't tell either.

She used to yearn for Western countries very much.

But when she actually came over, she realized that the western world is not as glamorous as advertised, and the gray and black hidden under the glamor are much more serious than those in China.

"If you ask me in China, I will definitely answer that I want to go, I really want to go, that is my dream."

"Yeah." Meng Donglai waited for her next sentence.

"But it's different now. I prefer to go wherever you go." Meng Donglai was caught off guard by Qiu Qian's sudden expression of love.

"Uh, thank you."

"I am telling the truth."

"I still want to know, do you want to go or not? Exclude all other factors and just consider this issue." Meng Donglai asked.

"Want to go."

Qiu Qian finally answered these two words.

That's right, in this day and age, in her industry, the Royal Dance Company is equivalent to a holy place.

Qiu Qian, who regards dance as her religion, wouldn’t she want to go to the Holy Land to prove herself?

(End of this chapter)