Pretty young anchorwoman: Big brother, come into my bowl!

"Dangdang~"

"I brought you this mung bean cake especially for you. Aren't you touched?!"

Xu Qingyi stood with his hands on his hips, looking smug.

She Mengmeng cooperated perfectly: "I dare not move, I dare not move."

She opened the package and took a big gulp, then showed a satisfied expression, "Mmm~ this is the taste, you can't buy it outside."

Xu Qingyi: "That's right, this is my mother's lovingly prepared dish."

Yesterday, as soon as I returned to H City, I immediately started preparing for the live broadcast. Although I left work early thanks to the understanding of my fans, the mung bean cakes that I originally planned to give to She Mengmeng yesterday were delayed until today.

So this morning, when She Mengmeng said she was free, Xu Qingyi invited her good friend over to her house.

“My mom’s cooking is delicious too, okay?” Even with her mouth full and her speech muffled, She Mengmeng still tried to “protest” by saying a few words.

"Mmm." Xu Qingyi really had nothing to say.

"Why don't you have to go to work today?" She smiled and rested her chin on her hand, watching She Mengmeng eat heartily. Suddenly remembering that it was a workday, she asked casually.

She Mengmeng paused, "Hmm..."

She stammered, "It's nothing, I just resigned."

Resign?

Xu Qingyi: "Why so suddenly?"

I was complaining to her on Green Bubble yesterday about how bad the takeout I ordered was, and that I was going to order something different tomorrow...

She Mengmeng stopped. "Okay, if you don't want to do it anymore, then quit. You're working like a slave for your boss every day. You want to let loose a little sometimes, right?"

Xu Qingyi couldn't deny it. She knew Mengmeng too well. Even if she wanted to resign, she wouldn't make such a sudden decision. Something must have happened.

Seeing that She Mengmeng was determined not to say anything more, she had no choice but to go along with her and not mention the matter again.

"Want to go out for a walk later? It seems like it's been a long time since we went shopping together."

She Mengmeng readily agreed, "Okay, I've been so busy with work lately, I haven't had a chance to relax properly."

As she spoke, she complained bitterly about her former boss, "That shrew treated us like dirt, like cattle and horses."

Xu Qingyi deeply sympathized; hadn't she resigned in anger because her boss was exploiting her too much?

"Damn capitalists..."

The two chatted behind each other's backs for at least an hour about the topic of unscrupulous capitalists.

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"Teacher, I have a video tutorial here. Could you please guide me through the details of the movements?"

During the daily dance lesson in the afternoon, Xu Qingyi took out the flute dance tutorial that Yoyi had privately sent her and showed it to Teacher Qianqian.

Since we've decided to do it, we should do it to the best of our ability. The same goes for the assignments my older brother gave us. If we could get help from professionals, we would probably be able to learn even more.

With this in mind, Xu Qingyi decided to hire an outside helper.

After watching the whole thing, Ms. Sisi said with a hint of surprise, "Wow, this teacher is really skilled. She's done a great job analyzing the details of the movements. Is she your friend?"

She's a dance fanatic and has absolutely no resistance to people with strong dance skills.

Xu Qingyi shook her head.

"This tutorial was given to me by a friend."

The implication is that she doesn't know the teacher in the video.

Although Ms. Xixi felt a little disappointed, she still earnestly and responsibly began to guide Xu Qingyi on the overall framework of the movements and to refine the details.

During the journey, Xu Qingyi's phone vibrated several times, but the girl, engrossed in her studies, did not notice.

Meanwhile, Shi Yu, who had sent a message but received no reply, was gradually becoming increasingly agitated...