Start at the Pinnacle of Life

Chapter 44: The system always wants to make color

After returning to the hotel, Qin Yu drove to the back street of Shanghai Opera.

   As soon as he walked to the entrance of the Maocai shop, the lady boss in the operation room recognized him.

   "The boy is here again!"

   took four beautiful girlfriends and drove a Porsche luxury car.

   It’s rare to see people like him who come to the roadside stalls to eat maocai!

   It’s hard to remember the boss...

   "Well, take two copies, one more fish bubble!"

   Their fish bubble is crispy and delicious, and it's really strong and delicious.

   "Which girlfriend is it for, I will choose for you."

   The lady boss picked up the basket, "I know the taste of those girls best."

   "They are not my girlfriend, they are for Lan Yue, that's the one..."

   "The shyest, quiet girl with few words, I know."

   The proprietress chose the dishes and said meaningfully: "It's still the most painful for the young and the young."

  ‘……’

   Brother Yu doesn't want to explain, this lady boss is absolutely poisonous!

   What kind of boss, young and old, vulgar...

   Now it's a new society. It is important that everyone is equal and know how to cut?

   "Hey, it's 43 yuan in total, I will charge you 40 yuan!"

   Qin Yu paid the bill, and walked to the side of the road carrying the food.

   "The young people nowadays really want it!" The lady boss laughed teasingly.

   Qin Yu staggered, stood still and quickly got into the car and left.

   Next time he wants to come again, he will...

   Take Lanyue with you.

   turned around and came to the back door of the Shanghai opera, "Master, I'm looking for someone."

   "Who are you looking for?"

   "Sophomore dance department, Lan Yue."

"go in!"

   The door guard was already quite familiar with this, and let him in after registering the license plate.

  Waiting for the car to go away, he muttered: ‘five nines, which family’s son? ’

   Parked the car in the temporary parking space on campus.

   Qin Yu got off the car with two copies of Maocai, and a classmate happened to pass by.

   "Classmate, how do I get to the dance department?"

   "Over there."

   The boy wearing glasses raised his hand and swept his soul away, and walked away quickly without looking back.

  ‘Here is another forager, my girlfriend has let you rich people **** it, I’m tui~’

   Looking at the half of the campus that the other party's fingers had swiped, Qin Yu felt the malice from the same kind.

   "Classmates, how do you go to the dance department?" Qin Yu became smart this time and found a young lady.

   "Come to find a girlfriend?" The young lady was rather enthusiastic, just a bit too much.

   Ask Dongwenxi, and add a WeChat account at the end.

   Fortunately, I finally know the direction, which is not in vain for Fei Yu's hard work.

   It is really dangerous to run around outside as a simple and handsome young man like him!

   Resolutely wrote a WeChat account, Qin Yu knocked on the door of the dance studio.

   "Stop for a while." A stern voice came, and Qin Yu's expression was shocked.

   This voice made him a little bit confused, too much like his senior high school class.

   The door of the room opened, and the beauty of the cold age with a decent look and fine lines stood in front of her.

   The devil's waist, life-threatening legs, a pair of phoenix eyes dazzling people's minds, and piercing eyebrows.

   This is an extremely self-disciplined woman who is very strong in her bones.

   "Classmate, what's the matter with you?" Shen Bing asked coldly.

   "You are Teacher Shen! I'm looking for Lan Yue." Qin Yu responded with a smile.

   Lan Yue, who heard the sound, ran over, and she put on a coat in dance clothes.

   Even pinching the corners can't hide the devilish wicker waist.

   "Why are you here?" Seeing Qin Yu, Lan Yue was obviously taken aback.

   "Lunch!" Qin Yu mentioned Maocai.

   "We are rehearsing, you..." Looking at Teacher Shen with a guilty conscience, Lan Yue still didn't want to let him go.

   "You will wait for me."

   "Okay." Qin Yu smiled at Teacher Shen and said, "Teacher Shen, excuse me."

   "Yeah." Seeing that girl Lan Yue's face was red.

   Teacher Shen knows that it’s useless to practice anymore, her mind has long fallen on the boy at the door.

   "Okay, come here first in the morning and rest for 45 minutes."

   "Thank you teacher." Lan Yue hurried back to the dance studio to change clothes.

   The other girl curiously covered her body with her clothes, and looked out curiously.

   They are very curious, who can conquer the shy little cute creature Lan Yue.

   You must know that she was protected by those in the dormitory.

  Who wants to be near her!

   After five levels, Zhan Liu is a bit exaggerated, but it's not much worse.

   If you let them know, Lan Yue just let her sister sell it.

   His expression must be very exciting...

   Scanning system:

  ‘Hey, I didn’t call you! ’

   Shen Bing:

  ‘System, calm down...Don’t mess up. ’

  ……

   To stop the system that wanted to engage in color, Qin Yu wiped his forehead in fear.

   Fortunately, it was almost exposed.

   "Is it hot?"

   The cold voice that rejects people thousands of miles away comes from the beautiful witch teacher Shen in front of her.

   "It's too hasty to go, it won't get in the way!" Qin Yu said.

   "Do you know Wen Yaxuan?"

   "Huh, Teacher Shen also knows Xuan Xuan?"

   Qin Yu is curious, Wen Yaxuan is not in the dance department, how could she know her?

   "Xuan Xuan? Are you very familiar?" Teacher Shen's tone became colder, and a hostility appeared in her eyes.

   "That... not very familiar!" Qin Yu felt that there was a story in it.

   "I am Ya Xuan's mother."

   Click!

   Brother Yu is cracked.

   Teacher Shen is Wen Yaxuan’s mother, and Lan Yue is her student again. What the **** is this?

   Scanning system:

  ‘Calm down, calm down and go back. ’

  ……

   "Teacher Shen, then I will go first." Lan Yue appeared in time to rescue Qin Yu.

  The iceberg-like gaze of the beautiful witch almost pierced him through the freeze.

   "Well, I have time to come to the house for dinner with Xuan Xuan."

   Teacher Shen smiled elegantly, the word "Xuan Xuan" bite very hard.

   all kinds of meanings, only Qin Yu and her can understand!

   "Okay, UU reading www.uukanshu.com aunt." With a sweet smile, Lan Yue took his hand and walked out.

The gaze from behind    is like a thorny back.

   Qin Yu led Lan Yue downstairs calmly. He is so innocent, what's to be afraid of.

  Youwei youth has always been fearless to challenge, but...

   Thinking of the beautiful witch upstairs with her proud figure, she has no trace of time on her face.

   "Your teacher Shen looks so young." When he came to the lawn by the roadside, Qin Yu opened the lunch box and handed it to Lanyue.

   "It smells so good!"

   took the lunch box contentedly, and Lan Yue said casually: "Hehe, you are not the first to ask this."

   "Is Mr. Shen very beautiful?" Lan Yue asked slyly.

   "It's pretty, she is Xuan Xuan's mother?" Qin Yu said with ease.

   Seeing that he already knew about it, Lan Yue nodded in a bored way.

   "Well, Mr. Shen actually... I won't tell you!"

   Lan Yue said mischievously: "A woman's age is a secret, so you can't talk about it casually."

   "She looks like 26~7 years old!"

   "Yeah, many girls envy Teacher Shen."

   "The former director of the acting department and school leaders have come to her, wanting Teacher Shen to make her debut."

   "She doesn't like acting?" Qin Yu asked.

   "I don't know, Mr. Shen hasn't mentioned why he refused, maybe I don't like it!"

   Lanyue smiled happily: "But it is precisely this way that I can become a student of Teacher Shen."

   "Qin Yu, did you know? Teacher Shen's dance skills are super powerful, and he is completely national-level."

   Qin Yu nodded thoughtfully.

  ‘A beautiful witch-like dance teacher with national strength, the story in it...’

  

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