Shenhao started as a rent collector

Chapter 652 Messy in the wind
In the end, Huang Yurou was kicked out of the dance hall.

There was no bloody plot of "you let me unspoken rules, and I will give you another chance".

because--

Teacher Tony, who wears a navel-baring suit, likes a handsome, masculine little brother.

Girl, please go away, please?

Just when Huang Yurou hugged her thigh like that, goosebumps arose.

It's disgusting~
Ever since Huang Yurou was driven away, teacher Tony did not continue teaching, but went to the bathroom first to clean the place Huang Yurou hugged.

Otherwise, the whole body will be very uncomfortable~
And Huang Yurou, who was limping and walking out of the dance hall with difficulty, kept her head down all the time, trying to hold back her tears and cry until there was no one else.

But at this moment, a phone call came in.

"Hello, is this Ms. Huang Yurou, you borrowed a loan of [-] from our company, and the repayment date is one week away..."

After receiving such news, Huang Yurou finally couldn't bear it, and her emotions broke out completely, and she burst into tears.

After that, she curled up on the ground, hugging her legs and crying loudly.

People passing by are pointing and laughing.

"Here, here are the tissues."

At this time, Zhang Mu stepped forward, imitating the tone of Huang Yurou who gave him the empty bottle in the morning, first gently pushed Huang Yurou's arm, and then said to the other party with a smile.

Huang Yurou raised her head with tears in her eyes, and saw a handsome face with 360 degrees without any dead ends.

It simply killed all the male stars of the Great World Entertainment Company.

Only the little brother who picked up the empty bottle that I saw at the bus station before can compete with him.

Wait a minute, isn't this handsome guy the little brother who picked up the empty bottle?
Huang Yurou hurriedly wiped away her tears, stared blankly for a long time, it was him, it was him, it was him.

It's the little brother who picked up the empty bottle.

"Little brother, why are you here?"

"I'm here to find you." Zhang Mu said with a sunny smile.

"Looking for me?" Huang Yurou froze for a moment.

"That's right." Zhang Mu continued to smile sunnyly, then sat down next to Huang Yurou, and asked, "Do you want to be a star?"

Huang Yurou nodded first, then shook her head frantically.

"I want to be a star, but I know I have a lot of money, so I just want to be a professional backup dancer now, but I even screwed up the backup dancer job."

"How long have you been practicing dancing?"

If you are new to dance and mess up, Zhang Mu thinks it is justifiable.

But Huang Yurou replied, "It's been 15 years. I have been practicing dance since I was seven years old."

Zhang Mu: "?????"

From the age of seven?
Been dancing for 15 years?

what's going on?
It stands to reason that after practicing for such a long time, I shouldn't have made such a low-level mistake.

Seeming to know what Zhang Mu was thinking, Huang Yurou's eyes turned red again, "I misremembered the time, when I arrived at the company, it was still early, so I took an order to deliver food, but accidentally fell down, so."

"So you're dancing with your wounds?"

"Ah."

"I don't understand, you've come to dance, why are you still running to deliver food?"

"Do you need to work so hard?"

"I need money." Obviously something hit Huang Yurou's sore spot again, and tears welled up again.

Yes, she needs money urgently.

Because the parents were sick, one was hospitalized and the other was not hospitalized. The one who was hospitalized needed a lot of surgery fees, and the one who was not hospitalized needed a lot of medical expenses.

She really couldn't afford it, otherwise she wouldn't go outside for a loan.

As for why I work so hard to become a professional backup dancer.

Because even as a backup dancer, the monthly income is quite considerable.

A backup dancer for any performance can be worth a week's worth of food delivery without eating or drinking.

So even if she falls and falls, she still has to grit her teeth and persist in practicing dance.

Today is a big day for the internal performance of Great World Entertainment Media Company. As long as she passes the performance, she can become a professional back-up dancer and start earning a lot of money to treat her parents.

But during the final rehearsal, she made major mistakes one after another.

Not only was he unable to perform on stage, but he was also kicked out of the dance hall by the dance teacher.

She felt despair, the world was gray~
After roughly understanding the situation, Zhang Mu wanted to pat each other on the shoulder, but men and women are different, so he finally gave up and said with a smile, "Actually, things are not as bad as you imagined."

"If you want to continue dancing, come to me when your leg injury recovers, and I'll arrange it for you. They will give you another chance to take the exam."

"As for the period of recuperation, if you need money urgently, I can also lend it to you."

Hearing this, Huang Yurou froze there, with question marks all over her face.

Can this handsome little brother in front of me help me regain the chance to take the dance exam?
And he will lend money to himself?
How I wish this was true.

Just like in movies or TV shows, when Cinderella is in despair, the prince makes his debut.

Can--

She is undoubtedly Cinderella.

But Zhang Mu is definitely not a prince.

May I ask which prince would pick up empty bottles on the side of the road?

While waiting for the bus, Huang Yurou observed Zhang Mu from a distance for a long time. Every time the latter picked up a bottle, he would smile so happily~
It doesn't look like it came from a show at all, it's clearly a satisfaction from the heart.

So--

How can a person who picks up a bottle and is satisfied from the bottom of his heart be a prince.

Don't ask, and don't fantasize.

In short, it is impossible.

"Little brother, I know your original intention is good." Huang Yurou squeezed out a smile with red eyes.

"The original intention was good?" Zhang Mu was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean, and then?"

Huang Yurou: "?????"

What else?

Do I have to be so direct?

You are a little brother who picks up empty bottles, even if you pick up 500 empty bottles a day, one counts as your wool, 500, that is 50 yuan, a month, 1500.
But my dad's hospitalization fee is more than 1500 a day.

What money do you lend me?

What's more, the dance teacher, Tony, is a well-known "weird" of the Great World Entertainment Company. You, a little brother who picks up bottles, how can you talk to him and reschedule another five-dance assessment opportunity?

"However, little brother, I still want to thank you." Huang Yurou rubbed her knees and tried to stand up, "After chatting with you, I feel much better, thank you."

"I'm going to pack my things now and get out of here."

"Little brother, we are destined to reappear, and I will give you the empty bottle when the time comes."

Wave your hand and leave a sweet smile.

Huang Yurou turned around and limped away.

Seeing this, the corners of Zhang Mu's mouth twitched, and he was messed up in the wind.

Always feel something is not right.

But I can't say it~
"Little brother~"

Until Huang Yurou's figure was no longer visible, suddenly, a white and tender hand wanted to rest on Zhang Mu's shoulder.

Zhang Mu's scalp is numb~
(End of this chapter)