V2.Chapter 1622

Mobile phone "Ding Dong" sound.

Xia Wan'er casually picked it up, and saw Qiao's head with a 1 on it.

Qiao MINGYE (shameless person): [is Mrs. Qiao angry because Mr. Qiao is no longer being bullied? 】

are you kidding?

How can he Xian and Hu Xuanling bully her?

What's more, she is not a very angry person. What can I be angry about?

Xia Wan'er is too lazy to pay attention to him. She puts away her mobile phone and changes her clothes.

When she went out, the scene was still set. He Xianrou was reviewing the dance taught by the dance teacher. She was dancing and throwing sleeves and eyes at the opposite side.

Qiao MINGYE stands beside Cicheng, holding the script in his hand. They look at he Xianrou and don't know what they are saying.

Oh?

When she was playing the piano just now, she was not there. Now he Xianrou is scratching her head and making a gesture. He can't stop looking at it with interest?

Tut.

Xia Wan'er bit her lower lip so white that she turned her mind and deliberately avoided her sight.

"Yes, much better than last time." At the end of he Xianrou's dance, Wu Yang clapped.

"Thank you, director Wu." seeing Xia Wan'er coming, he Xianrou glanced at her with pride. She twisted her waist and walked to Qiao MINGYE and Cicheng. She asked shyly, "how do I dance, teacher Qiao?"

"As a modern dancer, it's good that you can learn classical Han and Tang dances like this in less than half a month." Cicheng nodded and agreed.

"Thank you He Xianrou turns to Qiao MINGYE very excitedly, and her face is full of expectations.

Although Xia Wan'er tells herself that she doesn't care, she still finds a chair nearby and sits down. She calmly holds her own water on her face and looks at Wu Yang's eyes, nose and heart.

Xia Wan'er, who has been the prime minister's daughter since she was a child, is a commoner. Although she was found to be a fake, it is true that she has been trained as a princess since she was a child.

It's just dancing. Who can't? Need to stare?

No, she just disdains to dance he Xianrou's dry fengse dance.

"Miss Xia is also here," said he Xianrou, who didn't want to make her feel better. Instead, she looked at her and said with embarrassment, "I'm not very skilled in this dance. I'll probably have to work hard later. You can play it more times. I'll tell you a crime here first."

Said, there is a kind of model to Xia Wan'er line of a gift.

Xia Wan'er finds it funny. As a new comer, she knows that her play will have to be remade from different angles for many times. Just play the recording. She doesn't need to play the piano repeatedly. He Xianrou just wanted to humiliate Xia Waner, implying that she was a foil and a piano player.

She raised her eyebrows and wanted to go back.

Qiao MINGYE, who had never thought about it, suddenly said, "teacher he, this dance is too charming for peony."

"Ah?" When he Xianrou hears Qiao MINGYE praising her in front of Xia Wan'er, her face shows satisfaction. She wants to be happy, but after hearing this, she also changes her face.

Seeing that Cicheng took a look at Xia Wan'er and he Xianrou, she couldn't help pondering: "it's a little bit, and the makeup is a little heavy."

Qiao MINGYE nodded.

Xia Wan'er picks eyebrows. Peony always gives people a dignified and elegant image. Qiao MINGYE points out that people are "charming" instead of "charming". Shouldn't it be unintentional?

After listening to his words, Wu Yang Zheng studied the plane seats. After listening to them, he turned around and looked at them. As expected, he also had this feeling.

Before Xia Wan'er didn't come, they only saw he Xianrou. He also praised he Xianrou for her beautiful make-up. But now when Xia Wan'er comes over, although she doesn't do anything, she immediately puts down he Xianrou's temperament. Looking back at he Xianrou, I only feel that there is a little vulgarity in her beauty, and there is no immortal spirit that peony should have.

What's more, as soon as he saw Xia Wan'er, he would think of the piece that Xia Wan'er played today, such a noble and elegant piece, that immortal style. If he Xianrou dances in the middle of the stage, the two strokes she just made, it gives him an unacceptable feeling.

But all this is almost ready. Can't you change the script temporarily or change it to someone else? He Xianrou is the woman!

Cicheng is obviously in a bit of a dilemma.

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