Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

   "Classmate, what's your last name?"

   "Don't have your surname Man, full of stars."

   uh, what a fancy name.

   "Student Man, is your drama troupe short of people?" How could Zhao Xin be so hungry?

   "Fortunately, we are not too expensive, and we can all be independent." Man Tianxing smiled shyly.

   "It's not going to be the New Year soon. Our theatre troupe has a performance every year. It's a special performance of our theatre troupe, and it's already been prepared."

   "Everyone has several responsibilities and is gearing up. But Senior Sister Yin Tian had a little accident during rehearsal and couldn't get on stage."

   "Senior sister plays the female No. 2. If you want to hang Weiya, there are not many people who can top it. But there is no way, you can only bite the bullet."

"Such a replacement, Senior Sister Yan was originally vacated as a couple of roles. There are not many roles, and our other senior sisters have no problem acting, but we can't catch up with the dressing time, so I thought about recruiting a few newcomers. ."

   Gypsophila asks and answers ten, but he speaks very smoothly, and his lines should be good.

   "The drama also has to hang Weiya? It's dangerous enough." Su Haitang expressed his admiration. The performance of the school club is too professional. It is not an art school, and it is worthy of being a famous school for nearly a hundred years.

   "We have done special training, but accidents are always 100% unavoidable." Man Tianxing raised his hand to help the frame, but it was empty.

   "But the problem is that our school has a strong learning atmosphere, especially when the final exam is coming. Everyone is engaged in intense review, and the activities of other clubs have almost stopped."

   "Every class has to prepare for the New Year's party. The campus is crowded, and the difficulty of recruiting new students has skyrocketed. If I can see you from afar, I'll stop you."

   Gypsophila squinted at her with a look of reluctance.

   "Oh, if only you were a student of our school."

   "I thought you were complimenting me." Su Haitang smiled and stopped at the door of the teaching building.

   "Thank you for sending me here. As a thank you, how about I give you an idea?"

   Gypsophila eyes widened and nodded vigorously!

   "Since it's a little difficult to start with classmates, why not find another way?" Su Haitang raised her hand and took off her hat, stroked her hair, and pointed her finger at the teaching building in front of her.

   "Yes! Why didn't I expect that! There are still many idlers!" Man Tianxing slapped her and thanked her happily!

   "Thank you, you are really beautiful, generous and smart! If you have time, how about watching our performance? Come to me and I'll reserve a seat for you."

   "Let's watch it when the time comes, I'd be happy to come over and appreciate your annual masterpiece." Su Haitang saw that he knew nothing at all, and was infected by his excitement, and smiled in a good mood.

  Give someone roses, and the hand has a lingering fragrance, this is the truth.

"The principal is on the sixth floor. I'll go to the third floor to find Teacher Ju. She graduated from the sports school. She just came to our school this year to teach girls a physical education class. I have to go and invite her."

   Gypsophila is outgoing and talkative, quiet and youthful, and it is easy to make people feel good.

   "Come on. But don't say it was my idea, I won't admit it."

  Su Haitang admits that she is a little envious.

   After many trials and tribulations, her state of mind was always a little gloomy, even if she had recently cultivated a bit of vigor, compared to the real youth in front of her, it still seemed a bit deliberate.

   And they should be peers.

   "Haha, you are very famous in our school now. I really want to pull your tiger skin as a banner and fool a few Fans to see your real person. Will you stay for a while?"

  The sky is full of stars to ask a little.

   "Fans? Fans?" Su Haitang understood, a little smug, we are also fans.

   "Vance, fan?" Classmate Man looked at her strangely.

   This foreign language speaker is not a foodie, right?