Rebirth Mission

After adding each other on WeChat, we chatted a lot.

Xu Lulu told her that this dance would not only be performed when freshmen entered school, but would also be included in their assessment results, and the results would depend on whether they could be promoted to the third year of classical dance.

That's why Xu Lulu is so persistent about her. Not only her, but everyone is serious about her.

Leng Yujing thought the little girl was cute and lively, and she really liked her.

He glanced at the door number and knocked on the door.

“Dang, dang, dang.”

"Who?"

The door opened and a girl dressed as a soldier appeared.

Leng Yujing felt that the girl looked familiar, but she didn't know her name. However, the girl knew her and her eyes lit up immediately.

"Miss! Lulu, the little sister is here! Miss, please come in quickly."

I was welcomed in by a girl. The people inside had a clear division of labor. Those who had put on makeup helped those who hadn't, and those who were dressed helped those who were not dressed properly.

Because there are more girls in the class, many girls played the role of male soldiers.

As a choreographer, Xu Lulu did not participate in the performance, but was carefully checking every detail.

Hearing the girl's voice opening the door, he ran out excitedly from the inner room.

"Miss, why are you here now?"

Leng Yujing smiled slightly.

"I was afraid something else might happen later, so I came to see you in advance."

Xu Lulu took Leng Yujing's arm and walked into the inner room.

"Little sister, come and see how handsome our general is!"

The students who were busy playing the protagonists dispersed and two people appeared.

The enemy general Liu Feng wore a red robe and black armor, and a helmet. He had a stern and majestic face.

The female general Chen Yue wore a white robe and silver armor, with her long hair tied up high, and had an upright figure and a heroic look.

Leng Yujing's eyes flashed with surprise and she nodded seriously.

"Well, he's very handsome!"

Xu Lulu puffed out her chest, looking very proud.

Leng Yujing couldn't help but smile when she saw this.

"Oi, squat down! I can't reach you!"

A female classmate was craning her neck to adjust the decoration on Liu Feng's helmet. Because of the height difference, her arms were sore from lifting the helmet.

The female classmates were also wearing soldiers' uniforms. Soldiers don't raise their arms high when dancing, so the shoulder armor doesn't affect their dancing, but it is a bit tiring to raise their arms high like this.

"Let someone else do it. You take a break. It will be time for you to go on stage soon."

Xu Lulu glanced at the people around her. Except for herself, everyone else was wearing performance costumes. When she turned around, she found Liu Feng was looking at Leng Yujing.

He curled his lips slightly and chuckled.

"Miss, can you please help me? That big guy is too tall."

Liu Feng: ...

Leng Yujing nodded, said "OK" and walked towards Liu Feng.

Liu Feng's pupils widened instantly and his body tensed up.

Leng Yujing walked behind him and reached out to help him adjust his helmet.

Seeing that Liu Feng was holding his breath and dared not move, Xu Lulu lowered her head and bit her lips to hold back her laughter.

He quickly adjusted the decoration of the helmet, walked around to Liu Feng and looked him up and down.

He smiled slightly: "Very handsome."

Liu Feng's heart beat violently. He stared blankly at the smile of the girl in front of him and felt that breathing was even more difficult than before.

Leng Yujing turned around and was given a brief tour by Xu Lulu.

"You guys have to come on!"

"no problem!"

Leng Yujing looked at Xu Lulu: "Then I'll go first."

"Okay, little sister, if you have time, you must come and see it~!"

"Yeah!" She nodded and left the dressing room.

At this moment, a big fool who had recovered from his shock whispered with regret.

“I forgot to ask for WeChat again.”

"Puchi!" Xu Lulu couldn't help laughing anymore when she heard the sound.

In the corner of the auditorium, Wang Mingsheng stood by the window with his arms folded and glanced at Zhang Bo who was responsible for maintaining order.

"Student Zhang Bo, come here for a moment."

Zhang Bo walked over obediently and secretly handed the key to Wang Mingsheng as requested.

After a few brief words, the two separated.

Zhang Bo took out his cell phone, clicked on it and found the chat box of 'Qing Xin Zheng Xi', sent a message, put the phone away, and continued to do his own thing.

Wang Mingsheng walked around the backstage. There were not many people in the corridor at the moment. Those who had performances were preparing in the dressing room, and unrelated people who were not performing would not be allowed to enter.

Wang Mingsheng walked straight to the innermost side.

He closed the open fire door, looked around, and opened the locked storage room.

“Chichi! Chichi…”

The rat in the cage's initial cries clearly indicated that it was frightened.

Once I calmed down and saw who was coming, the trembling feeling disappeared.

Wang Mingsheng walked into the storage room and closed the door behind him.

He approached the cage and looked at it for a long time in confusion.

Why do these mice seem so relaxed?

When they were caught, they were still running around up and down.

There was still half an hour before the show started, and in order to create the best scare effect, they had to release the mice during the performance.

It would be great if a mouse could just run onto the stage and scare the students performing.

The more people who see the rat, the better the effect will be.

By then, the evaluation of Xingchen Dance Academy will definitely drop.

Humph, what’s the point of installing so many cameras? They can only protect against the outside.

Although there are some deviations from the original plan, as long as these little shocks continue, the reputation of the academy will plummet and never recover.

This time it’s a mouse, next time it’ll be something else, it’ll definitely be more exciting!

Wang Mingsheng was fantasizing wildly in his mind.

If he hadn't noticed that there was someone in the dressing room next door, he would have laughed out loud.

Around ten o'clock in the morning, people came into the auditorium one after another and were guided by senior students of the college to take their seats one by one.

At half past ten, the lights in the entire auditorium were turned off, leaving only the lights on the stage.

The two hosts appeared in their best attire.

"Dear teachers, dear students, good morning!"

"Today is the annual enrollment day for new students at Xingchen Dance Academy. Please allow us to welcome our dear juniors on behalf of the academy, teachers, and all students!"

"Today there are a total of eight dances being performed, which are also the eight types of dances currently taught at our Xingchen Dance Academy."

"They are folk dance, classical dance, modern dance, jazz dance, ballet, modern dance, Latin dance and street dance."

"First of all, let us warmly welcome the first dance of the day, a group dance performed by students from the second-level folk dance class, and the choreographer..."

With the enthusiastic applause of the crowd, the lights on the stage changed, the music started, and students in dazzling performance costumes trotted onto the stage from both sides.

They used their flexible limbs and the video on the big screen behind them to present a beautiful and moving picture.

The performers on the stage performed with all their heart and soul, and the audience below the stage were fascinated.

The music played through the speakers echoed throughout the auditorium and also reached the backstage.

The music penetrates through the walls layer by layer and reaches the innermost room.

In the storage room, Wang Mingsheng's mouth curled up, and the upward arc was exaggerated.

"It finally begins."