Heaven sends a daughter-in-law, and the real and fake daughter are together

"Okay, coach Cheng." Zhao Meng was so frightened that he stuttered. After saying hello, he lowered his head and concentrated on cooking.

"Well, come to the practice room after dinner and let me take a look at your practice results." After speaking, Cheng Yuning glanced at Nan Xinqiao thoughtfully.

"Especially a guy who has no emotions."

Nan Xinqiao couldn't help but choked, and secretly complained to Cheng Yuning, you have no feelings, you are a robot, you are just a big ice cube.

"Are you scolding me in your heart?" Cheng Yuning knew what she was thinking by looking at her expression.

"How could that happen? How dare you!" Nan Xinqiao showed a standard fake smile.

"Well, I learn pretty quickly."

As soon as Cheng Yuning finished speaking, Zhao Meng stood up abruptly and said, "Coach Cheng, I'm done eating. I won't disturb your romance. No, let's discuss the theme song."

After saying that, she hurried back to the room. As soon as she entered the room, she looked around, then wrapped her phone in paper and ran to the bathroom.

"Who is Zhao Meng?" Cheng Yuning was a little dazed by her. She glanced at Nan Xinqiao in confusion. Are all her friends so abnormal?

"I was scared by you." Nan Xinqiao continued to cook, not caring at all.

"Huh? Am I scary?" Cheng Yuning squinted his eyes, feeling a wave of cold air coming towards him.

Nan Xinqiao's hand holding the vegetables paused, and she immediately put on her smiling mask again, "How could it be? Guaiguai is so beautiful, kind, generous and virtuous, how could he be scary? That guy Zhao Meng must have something up his sleeve."

Zhao Meng, who was passionately creating Xin Yu Chaohua, sneezed hard!

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"Everyone is almost done with the theme song. Now each of you take turns to come forward, watch others dance, and then find out their problems, okay?"

"OK!" The seven girls shouted loudly and forcefully.

The first person to come out was Lu Shiyang. She is a dancer herself, so her comments were very sharp.

"Qining, your movements are too hard and lack of softness."

"Zhao Meng, you are a little uncoordinated. Although your movements are correct, it always feels like you are a little slow."

Qi Ning and Zhao Meng nodded and immediately began to adjust. After that, everyone who came on stage said the same thing until Yu Qingchen came on the stage.

The more she watched Nan Xinqiao, the more dissatisfied she became, and her comments were very targeted, "Having an expression doesn't mean you have to fake a smile. Smiling is uglier than crying. Why are you smiling?"

Nan Xinqiao's eyes widened. What kind of hatred or resentment was aimed at her?

Cheng Yuning raised her hand to her nose to hide her smile. She didn't smile, she really didn't smile.

Nan Xinqiao wrinkled her nose and was very unhappy with Cheng Yuning's snickering behavior. And this Yu Qingchen, who is she? Why should she point fingers at her?

She walked out and wanted to talk to Yu Qingchen, but Cheng Yuning grabbed her arm by the side.

"What are you doing?" Nan Xinqiao pouted, with an unhappy look on his face.

"You really don't remember?" Cheng Yuning asked tentatively.

"Remember what?" Nan Xinqiao blinked her big eyes in confusion.

"She is your aunt."

"Who's aunt?" Nan Xinqiao opened her mouth wide.

"Your aunt is mom's youngest sister."

"what?"

"She is very serious and hates people who fish in troubled waters, so you have to be careful."

[What are they muttering about there? ]

[What can’t we listen to? ]

[I have reasonable suspicion that they are flirting. ]

[agree. ]

"Okay, it's your turn to comment. Just stand here."

"Oh, can I go back with revenge? Will she complain?" Nan Xinqiao confirmed carefully.

"No, but you have to be good."

"Oh."

After the six people danced again, Nan Xinqiao started the god-level comment mode.

"Yu Qingchen, why don't you have the energy to dance? Are you not full?"

"Yu Qingchen, why are you smiling so ugly? It almost scared me."

"Yu Qingchen, you take up too much space and block Zhao Meng behind you. Are you getting fat?"

[How did I see that Billion Points' Revenge was in it? ]

[Please believe me, it is revenge. ]

Yu Qingchen raised his eyes and glanced at her coldly, and Nan Xinqiao pinched her waist and looked back.

[How do I see the cp feeling? ]

[Knocking on anything will only harm you. ]

[Tearing down my CP is equivalent to tearing down my home, you know? ]

Cheng Yuning helplessly pulled Nan Xinqiao behind him, and then nodded gently to Yu Qingchen.

"Why are you paying attention to her?" Nan Xinqiao was very dissatisfied. She was too obedient to talk to the woman she hated!

"Don't make trouble, go back to practice quickly."

"Okay, everyone has seen their own problems, so next, let's try combining singing and dancing."

Cheng Yuning clapped his hands and signaled everyone to start.

Soon the uneven singing came out. Cheng Yuning frowned when she heard it. She raised her hand to stop.

"Let's practice separately first."

As soon as Cheng Yuning finished speaking, Nan Xinqiao sat down immediately. She stretched her legs and looked tired.

Cheng Yuning naturally saw her laziness, so she walked over and kicked her, "Lazy again?"

"My dear, I'm really tired." Nan Xinqiao pouted, not as if she was lying.

Cheng Yuning's heart tightened, and he quickly squatted down and touched Nan Xinqiao's forehead. It wasn't hot. Her eyes were a little subtle. Could this idiot really be lying to her?

Nan Xinqiao hooked her hands and whispered in Cheng Yuning's ear, "Hey, I seem to be sick. I don't have any strength at all."

"Is it because I can't practice suddenly? Or is there some other physical problem?" Cheng Yuning touched her face and felt very nervous.

"What little spiritual energy I have left seems to be dissipating, causing me to become increasingly weak."

"What should we do?" Cheng Yuning held Nan Xinqiao's hand. Suddenly Nan Xinqiao opened her eyes and looked at Cheng Yuning with some novelty.

"Seems better?"

"Huh?" Cheng Yuning didn't understand why this man looked so different from moment to moment.

"Just when you held my hand, I accidentally let out a little spiritual energy, but you stopped me somehow."

"So everything is okay for now?" Cheng Yuning confirmed again.

Nan Xinqiao nodded. She looked at her own hands and then at Cheng Yuning's hands. Well, her hands were prettier.

"..."

[Are they going to make it public? ]

[Talking about love in public is too much! ]

[Touch, you continue to touch, don’t pay attention to us. ]

Zhao Meng wanted to scream on the spot, but her face turned red.

[Zhao Meng, tell me, what level of super talk is this? ]

[Looking like this, he must be at the senior level. ]

Seeing that Nan Xinqiao was fine, Cheng Yuning breathed a sigh of relief. She let Nan Xinqiao sit and rest while she began to guide the other team members to sing.

After three full days of hard work, all members of Class A finally met Cheng Yuning's requirements and ushered in their own test.

"Who comes first?" Huang Yi sat on the chair and looked at the students in front of him.