Who says that real and fake daughters must fight each other?

Yun He stepped forward with a red face and apologized, "Sorry, I just took the wrong road."

The two dance teachers were members of a popular girl group invited from the neighboring country, and they didn't say anything when they saw this.

He nodded slightly.

Yunhe immediately stepped aside so as not to disturb their teaching.

The screen behind the dance teacher lit up and played a video first.

Those with a good foundation are already practicing quietly.

Most of them are still watching the video very seriously.

A small number of people like to disrupt classroom discipline and chat with people around them.

Don't be afraid even if you are rejected.

Turn around and chat with someone else.

Yun He saw it and silently looked away.

Never mind, that's none of her business.

After the video, they officially started teaching.

Because the first round of group study lasted nearly an hour.

Yunhe doesn't need to worry about it for this hour.

I was directed to the lounge by the staff.

"Just rest here for a while."

The girl showed her white teeth and considerately poured Yunhe a cup of hot water.

The weather is still a bit cold. Drink more hot water to avoid getting sick easily.

"Ah, thanks."

Yunhe took it and thanked her.

Yun He put the glass of water aside only after the girl left.

"Xiao He, drink this."

Yuan Fang took out Yunhe's thermos from her bag.

There is sterculia lychnophora soaked in it.

It protects the throat.

Yunhe nodded slightly, reached out to take it, but did not drink it.

She's not thirsty yet.

With nothing to do, Yunhe started chatting with Yuan Fang casually.

We talked about whatever came to mind and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

As we were chatting, the door suddenly opened.

Yun He thought that it was the previous staff member who wanted to talk to her about something.

Turn back quickly.

"how……"

Shut up before you finish speaking.

She frowned and looked at the boy in front of her.

Patted Yuan Fang.

Yuan Fang understood and immediately took out her cell phone from her bag.

"Senior Yun, I'm here..."

The boy stopped talking halfway.

Pointing at the phone Yuan Fang was holding high.

“Are you taking pictures?”

The voice sounded quite unbelievable.

"How could that be possible?" Yuan Fang tilted her head and smiled brightly.

"I'm recording a video."

Yun He leaned against the table with her arms folded across her chest.

He glanced at Yuan Fang, confirmed that he could take a picture of her, and shrugged.

"Classmate, what can I do for you?"

The other party was silent.

What could he say?

He wanted to say that he came here specifically to take pictures of the scam.

Are you just waiting for someone to come outside and take a picture with their mobile phone and then post it online to attract some attention?

But before this was implemented, her assistant had already recorded the video.

This made it impossible for him to continue the performance he had prepared in advance.

Yun He raised her eyebrows and secretly sighed that Sister Fang was really far-sighted.

He even figured out that someone wanted to hype himself up.

Fortunately, Miss Fang thought of it, otherwise I would have become a stepping stone for others.

He felt a little embarrassed, as if his plan was exposed in front of Yun He.

He stood there with his lips tightly pursed, not saying a word.

Yun He shook his head, his brows furrowed. "You're still learning the theme song, right? Why are you here? Why don't you go back?"

Only after Yunhe drove him away did the boy hurriedly open the door and run away.

People waiting in the dark to take intimate photos of each other: ???

why did you leave?

Plans changed?

How could this go wrong?

Isn't he just someone who just debuted not long ago? Logically speaking, shouldn't his calculations be accurate?

Never mind, I actually failed.

Then he'd better run away quickly.

So as not to get caught.

After figuring it out, she immediately turned around and ran away as fast as she could.

A colleague passed by and asked in surprise, "Xiao Li? Didn't you take Yun He to the lounge and come back a long time ago? Why are you coming over there again?"

Xiaoli paused and smiled.

"Something just fell somewhere."

"Oh, I see. I didn't hear you mention that just now."

Half an hour passed, and it seemed that their practice was coming to an end.

Yunhe prepared to go back to the lobby.

I don't know why, but no staff came to take her to the lobby.

Does this mean that Yunhe already knows the way?

Well, Yunhe did remember it.

No need for staff to lead the way.

Yuan Fang followed Yun He and couldn't help but sigh again.

"Xiao He, you have a really good sense of direction."

In this way, you can find your way back even through the winding little corridor.

Yun He pursed her lips embarrassedly and turned around to make a joke with Yuan Fang.

"This is talent!"

Yuan Fang was stunned and immediately laughed out loud.

Well, why isn't that a talent?

Back in the lobby, they were still practicing.

Studying for an hour without stopping is pretty impressive.

Yun He walked in from behind, and the trainees had just learned how to turn around.

When he saw Yunhe, he didn't show any special expression.

Turned back quickly.

Yun He met the gaze of the person who looked somewhat familiar.

He raised an eyebrow and nodded slightly.

The boy bit his lip and looked away unnaturally.

It was only when someone next to me reminded me that I realized I had stopped and was not moving.

Turned back quickly.

Yunhe walked around from the back to the other side to observe the teaching situation of the class where she was assisting.

I can only say that it is worthy of being Class F.

Although there are a few people with good qualifications who failed in the competition with A.

But most of the rest have poor coordination of hands and feet, or they can't remember an action even after repeating it many times.

Yun He lowered his head helplessly.

I thought to myself, it’s okay, it’s already good enough.

It's much better than that unknown trainee from Class B who had to step on her to get to the top.

But after she brought him back...

Looking back at the classroom.

Apart from a few normal people, there is also a group of trainees who love to sell themselves out and have returned to their old ways.

I really can't complain.

I watched for a long time, gritting my teeth.

In the front row are several promising young players who are training seriously.

Well, Yunhe has chosen him as a good seedling in this class.

The second row consists of confused normal people who can’t learn but are trying hard to learn.

At the end is a group of people who can’t learn but like to get together to make trouble.

After watching for a long time, Yunhe really couldn't bear it anymore.

Covering his eyes in despair.

Ah!

her eyes!

Can I take it off and wash it?

If she continued to watch like this, Yun He felt that her body and mind would be polluted!

He huddled in the corner in pain, his face terrified.

Sister Fang, you’re harming her!

Even though Yuan Fang was behind the scenes, she felt jealous.

I couldn't help but ask the staff who were squatting next to me and watching.

"Are they always like this? Don't you think it's... that?"

She took a deep breath and shook her head: "I just came here not long ago. Today is my first time practicing with the class. I also feel very good."

Yun He still couldn't help but call for a stop.

Looking at this group of men of different ages and appearances, I felt scared for the first time.

He pinched his eyebrows with both hands and opened his eyes again.

He said earnestly, "Are you guys...selling it too hard?"

The boy with dreadlocks in the first row raised his eyebrows and glanced behind him.

As expected, the people in the back all looked a little unnatural.

"That is, yes, but don't overdo it. You guys are staring at each other lovingly every five minutes."

Do you know how big of a shock this is to a girl who is about to turn eighteen?

They fell silent.

Yun He stopped talking there and let them continue the next second.

After half a day, things finally got much better and Yunhe didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.