The trainee starts by splitting bricks with bare hands

The seven trainees of the newly recruited girl group "Xuan Ji" moved small stools and sat in two rows.

Xia Ningxuan happened to be relatively free during this time, so she came over to take them and take two music lessons.

The Chinese-speaking queen took the music class in person, and it is estimated that only the trainees of Tomahawk Entertainment have this kind of treatment.

At this time, Xia Ningxuan's cell phone rang, and after looking at the notification of the incoming call, she asked the trainees to rest first, and went out to answer the call by herself: "Hello? What's the matter with Qiaorui?"

"Sister Xuan! Something is wrong! Today Han Shuai and Fujiwara have an appointment for dinner alone! It's in the box next to me!"

"what?"

"Sister Xuan, I eavesdropped on the wall for a while just now, guess what I heard?"

"Qiaorui, why are you eavesdropping on others?"

"" Fang Qiaorui.

"Sister Xuan, the point is not this! The point is, do you know what they are talking about?"

"say what?"

"Fujiwara is proposing to Han Shuai!"

"Marriage proposal?" Xia Ningxuan was stunned for a while before she could react.

Fang Qiaorui on the other end of the phone continued to say mysteriously: "And, Shuai Han agreed!"

Xia Ningxuan was a little confused when she heard this: "Fujiwara is Fuji's eldest lady, right? Why did she propose to Han Lan? Speaking of which, Han Lan should be the one who proposes, right?"

"Sister Xuan! The point is not who is active and who is passive, the point is that Han Shuai agreed!" Fang Qiaorui was in a hurry, thinking that Xia Ningxuan might think she was joking, so she hurriedly pushed the phone in front of Li Mingbo, "Li Mingbo, what are you talking about?" Sister Xuan asked, did Fujiwara propose to Han Shuai? And Han Shuai agreed?"

Li Mingbo froze for a moment, then quickly shook his head.

"You really are, oh!" Fang Qiaorui understood that Li Mingbo was on Han Lan's side, and he didn't dare to stand up and report Han Lan when it was critical.

Fang Qiaorui kicked him angrily, and continued to report to Xia Ningxuan: "Sister Xuan, Li Mingbo's faint heart is probably afraid that Han Lan will settle accounts with him afterwards, so now he dare not admit it. But believe me, I am absolutely On your side!"

"No, Qiaorui, I don't understand what you're talking about. Didn't Han Lan just meet that Fujiwara twice? Why did he suddenly propose? And it was Fujiwara who proposed to Han Lan? Han Lan agreed?"

"I don't know about Fujiwara, but Han Lan shouldn't be like this?" Xia Ningxuan was still a little confused about the situation.

"Why not? Men are big pigs! Hmph!" Speaking of this, Fang Qiaorui kicked Li Mingbo again angrily, and then continued to talk on the phone: "Sister Xuan, that Fujiwara looks like a vixen at first glance, with that look in his eyes The way he talks is seducing men all the time, if you don't believe me, ask Li Mingbo."

Fang Qiaorui pushed the phone in front of Li Mingbo again, Li Mingbo glanced at her short legs, and nodded this time: "Yes!"

Only then did Fang Qiaorui put the phone back in satisfaction, and continued: "I heard that there is no sister Xuan, Li Mingbo is so honest, he will definitely not lie!"

"So, what you want to tell me is that Han Lan was seduced by that Fujiwara?" Xia Ningxuan couldn't help laughing, "Stop teasing, with his temperament, can he be seduced by a woman?"

"What if we add a cow?"

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"Han Jun, is it okay?" Fujiwara Sakurayuki took the fried steak brought by the waiter, put it in front of Han Lan very intimately, knelt down beside him and asked again.

Han Lan ate a mouthful of steak, glanced at the watery Fujiwara Cherry Snow beside her, and sighed softly: "To tell you the truth, there are other reasons why our old Han family's kung fu is not passed on to outsiders."

"What's the reason? I don't think there's anything I can do about your father being a godfather?"

Han Lan shook her head regretfully: "Miss Fujiwara, have you heard of blood inheritance?"

"Eh?"

"It's heredity. You don't have the blood of our old Han family, so you can't practice this kind of kung fu." Han Lan said seriously.

The so-called family learning of the old Han family doesn't mean that it can't be taught, but Han Lan doesn't have the time to teach her.And also afraid of teaching her badly.

So, this is a well-intentioned fool.

Han Lan's acting skills were fully displayed at this time, and Fujiwara Sakurayuki really didn't know much about this aspect, so she was obviously fooled.

Fujiwara Sakura pursed her lips, her face full of disappointment.

Han Lan looked down at the steak on the table, and sighed secretly. After all, he ate other people's beef, so he couldn't just deal with it casually.

The men of the old Han family must take responsibility!

Han Lan patted her on the shoulder lightly: "Miss Fujiwara, if you really want to learn, I know a master who also knows this kind of internal skills, so I can introduce you."

"Eh?" Fujiwara Sakura surprised, "Is it really possible?"

"Well. But if he doesn't want to teach you, then I can't help it."

Dean Su, I will leave this troublesome woman to you!

Eat and drink enough, and take the rest away.

Han Lan definitely couldn't eat all of the whole cow, and the rest of Fujiwara Sakura was also very generously given to him, and helped him send it back to Lin'an.

Coming out of the restaurant, Qiaorui looked at him with very strange eyes all the way back to the hotel room.

"What's the matter, Miss Qiaorui?" Han Lan asked.

"Han Shuai, you have turned bad! You have become frivolous! Ouch"

Han Lan directly invited her to eat a fried chestnut with sugar, and scolded half-jokingly: "How did you talk? I'm your boss!"

Fang Qiaorui was very wronged, and then she thought that Fujiwara was going to become her boss wife, and she was even more wronged.

Han Lan looked at the two of them inexplicably: "Did you drink in the box just now? I didn't smell the wine either."

"Han Shuai, she complained to Sister Xuan." Li Mingbo said frankly.

Fang Qiaorui stared at him with wide eyes: "Well, Li Mingbo, I usually see you with thick eyebrows and big eyes."

"Complaint?" Han Lan pressed her shoulder and stared at her suspiciously: "Sister Qiaorui, what are you complaining about?"

"Just tell Sister Xuan about you and Fujiwara!" Fang Qiaorui stiffened her neck and said.

"Stop!" Han Lan looked at her a little silently, and did not continue to ask.

Fang Qiaorui felt a little guilty when he saw it, she shrank her neck: "Han Shuai"

"Brother Li, throw her out."

Li Mingbo was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Fang Qiaorui, who was also astonished, got out of the car and opened the door to take Fang Qiaorui out.

"Wow, let me go, Li Mingbo, what are you doing? Han Shuai, oh, woo woo!"