It was a pity that Liu Linghan glanced at her, clutched the phone tightly and left the dormitory.

"My participation in the performance was announced personally by the instructor in front of so many people. How could I be replaced because of online comments!"

Liu Linghan didn't care at all whether he could participate in the performance.

But seeing how much Ling Quanquan wanted it, she refused to let him out.Even if it is not in her hands in the end, it is absolutely impossible for Ling Quanquan to participate.

The counselor on the other end of the phone seemed to have said something else. Under the light of the corridor, Liu Linghan's expression was extremely sinister.

Wang Zhen glanced outside and saw her turning around and coming in. She quickly sat back and said casually, "Ling Han, Jun Mo seems to have made a statement. Take a look."

Liu Linghan felt nervous and quickly opened the social platform.

As expected, Junmo's official account forwarded the video and issued a long statement:

"After verification, neither of the two dancers in the video are members of Junmo.

Since its establishment, Junmo has not only attracted countless mature dancers, but also produced many people who took advantage of the opportunity to deceive due to vanity. But in general, although dance is a highly professional art, it will never be It deviates from the public’s appreciation level.

To become a dancer of Junmo Dance Company, there may be many professional judgments, but the most original one is based on beauty. "

This statement was very polite, but Liu Linghan's face turned red instantly as if he had been slapped hard.

A few words not only clarified that she was not a member of Jun Mo, but also classified her as a liar who was vain, pretentious, and used Jun Mo's name to benefit!

However, she did get an interview opportunity with Jun Mo!

Liu Linghan bit his lip in humiliation.

However, that opportunity was ruined by Ling Quanquan!

She regretted it more than once. If she had not stopped Ling Quanquan and gone to Huo's, the situation would not be like it is now.

She won't be late, Ling Quanquan won't have the chance to challenge herself, and she won't be exposed for lying!

All this is thanks to this bitch Ling Quanquan!

What made her even more angry was that Jun Mo added a comment on the dance between the two in the comment area below the statement.

Ling Quanquan’s dance was highly praised in terms of skills, body movements, proficiency and emotional expression, and she was praised as the well-deserved No. 1 in the dance department.

An interview invitation was even sent to her online!

damn it!My interview failed, but Ling Quanquan, the culprit, got an interview opportunity. Why!This is not fair!

And her performance, which was originally prepared for Jun Mo's interview, only received a "skilled" evaluation.

She's skilled, doesn't that mean she has no talent?This is simply the greatest insult to a dancer!

If the fermentation of public opinion only made it possible for the instructor to replace Liu Linghan, Jun Mo's statement almost sentenced Liu Linghan to death.

Seeing the phone screen flashing and ringing with incoming calls, Liu Linghan muted his phone angrily and desperately, slammed it on the table, and buried his head in the quilt.

As if this can make the nightmare go away.

At the Jiang family villa, Jiang Sheng watched the video of Ling Huanhuan dancing over and over several times. He felt that Ling Huanhuan's waist was twisting a few times, as if he was dancing on the top of his heart.

I closed my eyes and lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

After a while, he took out his phone and clicked on Ling Quanquan's profile picture.

【Sleep yet? 】

For some unknown reason, he also included a photo taken in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of his bedroom, where he could clearly see the garden of the villa.

The petals of the rose are full of dew drops.

Ling Quanquan's heart felt slightly numb.

What does he mean?

But soon, she remembered Father Ling's calculating and appraising gaze at the dinner table.

His thin white fingers unconsciously swiped twice on the phone screen and replied with a message.

【I have fallen asleep】

Seeing this sentence, Jiang Sheng seemed to see Ling Huanquan's pursed lips and tense face through the text. He subconsciously curled up his lips and smiled, and then quickly felt a sense of disappointment.

After having dinner with Ling's father today, he was sensitively aware that Ling Quanquan's attitude towards him had changed a bit.

But he couldn't tell exactly what it felt like.

He didn't post it again, but just clicked on that video again, stared at the ringed milky white arms, and thought about it over and over again.

In the Huo family's living room, Huo Junlai put down his phone after confirming the announcement online with people from the dance troupe.

Mr. Huo was dissatisfied and said: "Why is this such a big deal? I can't even concentrate on chatting with an old man like me. Everyone is holding their mobile phones and looking at it non-stop.

Without you for a few minutes, wouldn't the earth stop spinning? "

Huo Junlai smiled gently.

She looks somewhat similar to Huo Weinan, and her narrow red phoenix eyes reveal a touch of nobility.

But compared to Huo Weinan's coldness and indifference, she was much kinder.

"It's something about the dance troupe. A female student is obviously not as good as others, but she pretends to be a member of the dance troupe and steals other people's opportunities. It makes a big fuss online. I will definitely say something."

"Is there such a person?"

Mr. Huo poked his head curiously, "Is this girl No. 1 in the dance department of Jiangcheng University? She dances really well."

Huo Weinan, who was lazily sitting on the sofa and caressing his cell phone unconsciously, suddenly paused with his fingers.

No. 1 in the dance department?Unfortunately, he happened to know such a person.

That man not only gave his business card to other women, but also hung up on him all night.

Huo Junlai said quietly: "Yes, so I made a statement and invited her to come to Junmo for an interview."

"When?"

An unexpected voice sounded.

Everyone in the room looked up at Huo Weinan in unison. Did they hear it correctly just now? Was it Huo Weinan who was speaking?

Every time he came to the old house, he was very perfunctory. He would either sit aside and close his eyes to relax, or use a tablet to handle official business. What happened today?

Not hearing Huo Junlai's reply, Huo Weinan frowned and looked over and asked again, "When is the interview?"

Only then did Huo Junlai react and said warmly: "It's not decided yet. I just asked around online. Maybe the girl doesn't want to join Jun Mo."

Huo Weinan looked deeply and nodded.

The entire Huo family instantly became lively.

"What kind of girl can Jun Lai appreciate so much? Send me the video!"

"How could anyone refuse Jun Mo's invitation? She will definitely agree. Then we will all go and see who even Jun Lai admires so much."

Huo Junlai originally regarded this matter as a trivial matter. Now that the Huo family is so excited, she can't help but feel a little interested.

"Okay, then I'll ask the people from the dance troupe to follow up and make arrangements. I'll let you know when the interview time is confirmed."

Huo Weinan curled his lower lip slightly.

After a night of fermentation, when the military training started again the next day, everyone looked at Liu Linghan with a look that was more or less like watching a show.

"Linghan, why do Junmo people say that you are not a member of the dance troupe? Did you just pass yesterday and they haven't updated the information internally?

If this is the case, you should contact the person in charge of the dance company immediately. How could such an omission affect your reputation? "

These seemingly caring words were actually full of sarcasm, causing Liu Linghan's deliberately pretended calmness to instantly fall apart.

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