"Oh? He refused to talk to you alone?"

Bai Nishang looked at Bu Luoying with interest, and felt even more interesting.

Bu Luoying stood in front of Bai Nishang, looking at the elegant woman sitting on the soft chair with her legs together.

"Yes, the person who danced with him should be his girlfriend. It seems that there is something to do, so I didn't force it."

Bai Nishang looked at the girl with a calm expression. This girl has been learning from her since she was a little girl, and now she is half of her apprentice.

"I didn't look at it carefully just now. How did that boy's dance partner look? How do you do than you?"

"Ordinary goods." Bu Luoying's expression was a little disdainful at this time.

Bai Nishang felt a little funny when she looked at the young girl's concern for beauty.

This is a child. If she had a mature mind, steady and confident woman like her, she would not care about these small things.

"It seems that you are not familiar with him. I will ask the teacher of No. 1 Middle School later that dancing requires not only a good body, but also a good brain and a sense of responsibility."

Bu Luoying asked in confusion: "You seem to have a high opinion of that person?"

Bai Nishang put one hand on the small round table next to her, gently opened the file on it, and looked down at the contents on it.

"There are a lot of things recently. The choreography of the harvest celebration and the stage play reviews at the end of the year are all busy, and they are also busy with charity performances and spiritual learning."

"There are too many things to do, and I don't have much time to practice dancing every day."

Bu Luoying quickly said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Bai Nishang has always been arranged by Bu Luoying's various work, programs and some work, so he is very clear about how much Bai Nishang has to do in a day.

Bai Nishang doesn’t feel the hard work, she is very satisfied with her current life.

"My path has basically come to an end, and the next time is to cultivate the next generation."

Bai Nishang did not pay attention to Bu Luoying. Although Bu Luoying could dance, she was not on the same route.

Bai Nishang took a relatively traditional and solemn dance route, while Bu Luoying took a relatively friendly performance route.

Therefore, Bai Nishang did not call herself Bu Luoying's master, but Bu Luoying's boss and guardian.

Bu Luoying noticed Bai Nishang's attention to Long Qingyun, and perhaps she didn't attach so much importance to it, but just saw an interesting person a little.

"If you are too old, can you learn other types of dance?"

Fourteen-year-old Long Qingyun is already an elderly man who missed the best age in Bu Luoying's eyes.

Bai Nishang said indifferently: "Let's talk about this kind of thing then. That person seems to have been practicing dance for many years. I just wonder who his master is and why I don't have any impression of it."

Bu Luoying immediately felt relieved. It turned out that she cared about such things.

"It's true. Logically speaking, Long Qingyun's dance level is not low. There is no reason not to participate in some competitions to make his resume."

This is true for Bu Luoying. Since she was still in kindergarten, she often won first prizes!

When she was in elementary school, she participated in various competitions everywhere. Before she became a female star, her reputation was already in turmoil in the small circle!

Bai Nishang also believes that Long Qingyun's strength is not proportional to his reputation.

"There should be something wrong, it may be a physical or psychological problem, so I can't take it out."

Bai Nishang thought about a possibility.

The biggest difficulty in winning the prize and not participating in the competition is not the player himself, but the player's coach and master. These people will not miss the opportunity to excel.

Anyone who has such a trump card in his hand will be eager to show off, right?!

Bu Luoying nodded, "It must be so. I'll ask later to see if there is any problem with him."

At this time, Bu Luoying no longer regards Long Qingyun as a competitor, he is not worthy!

How could an unknown person like Long Qingyun be compared with a talented girl like her in her prime?

How many people in Longzhou know Long Qingyun? How many people know Bu Luoying?

****

After dinner, Long Qingyun wanted to go home.

"Long Qingyun, let's go to your house to sit." Huilin Zhang looked at Long Qingyun with some anticipation, with a pure girlish smile on her face.

Long Qingyun looked at the sky, and the bright moon shining in the sky.

Forget it, it would be bad if you take a photo of two pairs of your own shoes.

"It's too late. I'll take you home. Your family should be very worried."

Huilin Zhang lowered her head, "It's okay, I told them that she would stay at her friend's house for one night tonight."

Long Qingyun looked at the sky again, and the moon was very round tonight.

It is impossible to make him a father at the age of fifteen. Long Qingyun would not make two mistakes on the same issue!

"You wait, I'll borrow a car to take you home!"

Huilin Zhang looked at Long Qingyun curiously, "It's so late, who are you going to borrow a car?"

"It'll be fine if you wait a few minutes! Put on the clothes." Long Qingyun handed the school uniform to Huilin Zhang, then turned around and ran out.

Huilin Zhang stood there obediently and nervously, waiting. After seeing Long Qingyun disappear, she picked up Long Qingyun's school uniform coat, covered her face and smelled it.

Although there are some passersby around here, the security here is very good and is located in the city center, so there is no need to worry about some problems.

More than ten minutes later, a loud roar of motorcycles sounded from afar.

Passers-by on both sides of the road and Huilin Zhang looked over curiously.

It is normal for cars to appear in the city center area, but motorcycles are rare.

However, there are also many rich people riding motorcycles. They rush on the mountain roads at night and many people die every year.

The motorcycle quickly drove towards Huilin Zhang!

Huilin Zhang quickly dodged. She was already standing by the roadside, but the motorcycle was still coming straight towards her!

The dark motorcycle soon stopped at the side of the road. Under the strong spotlights on the front of the car, Huilin's vision was seriously disturbed!

Soon the lights became weaker. Huilin Zhang slowly looked at him and saw a man wearing a motorcycle helmet looking at him.

"Come on, I'll take you home."

Huilin Zhang looked at this person in surprise. What she heard was Long Qingyun's voice?!

"Long Qingyun, is it you?" Zhang Huilin was still a little unbelievable, "Who did you borrow the motorcycle from? It's such an expensive thing, come down quickly and don't break it!"

Long Qingyun said indifferently: "I borrowed it from a friend, it is absolutely legal. Don't talk nonsense. Come up and hug me tightly. I'll take you home first. It's almost eight o'clock now, and I'll go to school tomorrow!"

Huilin Zhang walked to Long Qingyun nervously and excitedly, and looked at the heavy motorcycle with dark body and heavy metal style curiously. She looked like she was not an ordinary bargain, so expensive, right?

"Stop looking, come up quickly." Long Qingyun urged.

"Um!"

Huilin Zhang sat on the motorcycle excitedly, as if she was sitting on a bicycle.

Long Qingyun looked back and said quickly: "Don't sit sideways and ride! Otherwise, you'll fall down carefully!"

On the issue of security, Long Qingyun will not easily compromise.

"Yeah!" Zhang Huilin obediently sat on the soft leather cushion of the motorcycle behind Long Qingyun, and reached out to hug Long Qingyun tightly.

Long Qingyun looked at it, "Put your feet on the ladder and step on it here, don't sway it casually."

Huilin Zhang, who was riding a motorcycle for the first time, quickly got on the bus safely under the guidance of Long Qingyun.

After checking that there was no problem, the motorcycle turned around in the roar and ran towards the direction where Long Qingyun had just come. "How about it, are you happy today?" Long Qingyun shouted loudly while driving the motorcycle quickly.

"Happy! I'm so happy! Thank you brother!" the girl shouted loudly, hugging her good brother tightly.

The motorcycle targets the fertilizer factory community half an hour away, so it quickly passed a villa mansion in the city center.

The door of this villa mansion is open, but Huilin only cares about feeling the wind and hugging her good brother, and does not see the sign of the mansion that flashed by.

【Wang Lanling Research Association】
Chapter completed!