Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

"Also, don't you know how much you said to her before? Now that you go back, don't you worry that others will look down on you? Yes, I admit that the outside environment is a bit harsh, but there were good times before. When it comes to the environment, do you cherish it? You don’t, you dislike other people’s space and refuse to give it to you, you are so overbearing that you think it’s a place you rented with money, and you even want to reason with them.”

"Frost's Fall..."

"If you want to come out, I can accompany you out. This is my duty as a friend, but you asked me to go back and beg her, and to cover for you. Isn't that too much?"

"I'm sorry, don't be angry."

Seeing that Zhang Shuangjiang was really annoyed, Jiang Wanling could only apologize to her: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have said that, why don't you go beg her yourself, just, just treat it as my begging."

"impossible."

"What?"

"Since I decided to come out with you, I won't go back."

"..."

"Is this competition important to you, but not to other people? Look at the dance studio, don't everyone come to participate in the competition? Don't they want to get a good ranking? But they can all be in that What is the purpose of calming down and practicing dancing under such circumstances?"

Jiang Wanling was stunned by Zhang Shuangjiang's words, probably because she didn't expect her to reprimand her and even reason with her.

"I've said so much, you should know how to do it?"

Seeing Jiang Wanling staring at him without speaking, Zhang Shuangjiang thought she knew she was wrong.

Who knew that she glanced at her with red eyes, and then whispered: "I see, since you don't want to help me, then forget it."

Zhang Shuangjiang: "?"

After speaking, Jiang Wanling turned around and left.

Zhang Shuangjiang stood where she was, looked at her retreating back, and thought of what she said just now, and was suddenly too angry to speak.

She talked for a long time just now, but Jiang Wanling didn't listen to a single word?
But forget it, whether she likes to listen or not, anyway, she has no face to go to Meng Qingning again.

If Jiang Wanling really felt that this match was very important to her, that was her own business, and she had already done what she could.

In the next few days, Jiang Wanling seemed to be angry and didn't talk to Zhang Shuangjiang again.

Zhang Shuangjiang also lived his life as usual.

The two were good friends before, but now they are just strangers.

As for the three who rubbed against Meng Qingning's villa, they had a lot of fun recently. The villa was extremely quiet. After hearing the news that the students complained about the overcrowding of the dance room, they were all glad that they knew Meng Qingning.

Day after day of training, finally ushered in the game.

On the day of the competition, Murong Yuan got up early in the morning. Like an old father, he prepared various things and gave her various instructions.

"Must just take it easy and play like you always have, you're the best."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Meng Qingning to answer, he asked again: "By the way, have you brought all your things? Have you checked? Let me have a look again, and I will check again."

Murong Yuan also wanted to go through Meng Qingning's carry-on bag.

Meng Qingning: "..."

Wei Jue: "..."

Dai Ning couldn't help but said: "Can you stop rummaging through the girl's bag? You are just her teacher."

Hearing this, Murong Yuan's hands froze.

After he reacted, he looked at Meng Qingning in embarrassment.

"That's right, I forgot."

Meng Qingning: "Teacher Murong, don't be nervous, I will try my best to bring back a champion."

These words made Murong Yuan's originally tense spirit disappear all of a sudden.

He smiled and said softly: "In the past, my students were nervous, and I was the one who comforted them. I didn't expect that one day, it would be the students who comforted me instead."

"Tsk." Meng Qingning teased him: "Because I think you are like an old father. If I don't win the championship, you won't be furious, right?"

'Old father' Murong Yuan looked at her with 'loving' eyes.

"If I can't win the championship, at most I will lose Murong Yuan's title. The teacher likes you so much, how can you be so angry?"

After finishing speaking, 'Old Father' Murong Yuan even stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Meng Qingning's head.

As a result, Wei Jue's outstretched hand blocked Meng Qingning's head before his hand touched it.

Murong Yuan raised his eyes, meeting Wei Jue's eyes.

"Don't you just touch your head? As for?"

Wei Jue's thin lips parted lightly.

"As for."

"It's so real." Murong Yuan was about to take back his hand, but Dai Ning, who was standing beside him, suddenly moved his head, looked up at him with bright eyes: "She has a fiance and can't touch it, so you can touch mine." , I'm single, so it's easy to touch."

Murong Yuan: "..."

"You really see the needle."

Dai Ning smiled and said: "Thank you for the compliment, hurry up and touch it."

Seeing that his hands were not moving, Dai Ning put his head under his palms, and then pulled his hands down to the top of his hair.

Looking at it, Meng Qingning felt relieved.

Now Dai Ning... his skin is getting thicker and thicker.

In the end Murong Yuan was forcibly held by Dai Ning and touched his head several times, then Murong Yuan withdrew his hand and asked with a little disgust, "Did you wash your hair last night?"

"Oh, I seem to have forgotten, I haven't washed it for a few days."

After finishing speaking, she smiled again: "I'm lying to you, I just washed it in the morning, how is it, does it feel good?"

Murong Yuan glanced at her speechlessly, then looked at Meng Qingning.

"Let's go, go to the competition area first."

A group of people divided into two cars and set off to the competition area.

The villa is a little far away from the competition area. I am afraid of traffic jams on the road, so I have to go there in advance to prepare.

When Meng Qingning and his party arrived, there were also many people present.

Many dancers know Murong Yuan well.

When he saw Murong Yuan standing beside Meng Qingning, he also guessed a little bit.

"Is she the student Murong Yuan placed high hopes on?"

"It seems that apart from being more beautiful and having a better figure, there seems to be nothing wrong."

"Could it be just a vase?"

"What are you thinking? Will Murong Yuan put his high hopes on a vase? I heard that this person is extremely talented, and he was the student Murong Yuan had taken a fancy to when she was very young. It's just that this girl quit midway. Learn to dance again."

"Quit? In other words, she hasn't been a dancer? What about her?"

"Just wait and see, Murong Yuan's students are very good, but the teachers in other schools are not vegetarians. And there is a saying, good teachers don't necessarily make good students."

A group of people envied Meng Qingning, but also envied her.

He even wanted to see her get slapped in the face and fall off the altar.

The current Meng Qingning is not only placed with high hopes by Murong Yuan?
That was the championship that even the masses thought she should win, and before she knew it, her status was elevated to the lower altar.

If she doesn't win the championship today, she will be lost if she falls down.