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Chapter 119: A Surprise for Hua Qing

For Ding Heng, Wen Shu's matter was just a minor episode; it was simply a matter of spending some money to find her a better school.

As for whether his talk therapy would work, Ding Heng himself had no idea.

But it was obvious to the naked eye that after Wenshu transferred to school in Xingcheng a week later, the little rabbit's overall energy and spirit improved a lot.

Ding Heng, however, focused more on the progress of his romantic relationship with Hua Qing.

It's difficult, but fortunately, we still have more than half a year to make full use of.

I need to complete all the progress before Hua Qing goes to the Beijing Dance Academy so I can start my next plan...

10:00 AM, Hunan Normal University Dance Studio.

Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting large patches of light on the floor.

In front of the barre, several girls were stretching their legs, while music flowed softly.

Hua Qing stood in front of the mirror, demonstrating the standard Caoxian dance movements to everyone.

"Note that when performing the Caoxian dance, you must keep your body light and agile; don't make it look like you're performing a shamanistic ritual!"

"Especially you, He Li, unfold your body... unfold!"

Hua Qing remained as serious and earnest as ever.

As the team leader, she also serves as the instructor within the dance troupe.

But it was obvious that the atmosphere in the dance studio was a bit off today.

From the moment she entered the room, someone was secretly watching her. Their gazes weren't exactly malicious, but they were just strange.

Hua Qing ignored him and continued to lead everyone in warm-up, practice, and dance rehearsals as usual... with a meticulous attitude.

During their break, a few girls huddled together and whispered among themselves.

"Have you heard? Senior Hua Qing is going to the Beijing Dance Academy."

"Really?"

"It's definitely true, all the teachers at our school are worried about it."

"Sigh, what are we going to do now that she's gone..."

As the face of the entire dance department at Hunan Normal University, everyone has benefited a lot from Hua Qing in recent years.

Especially the Lotus Award, although Hua Qing was the only main character, she at least got a name for herself and could add a piece to her resume.

Now that people hear that Hua Qing is leaving, they can't help but feel sorry for her.

After all, if Big C is going to transfer, the people he's most worried about are naturally the mediocre players in the team.

Many people are still hoping that Hua Qing can make another splash and lead everyone to win another prestigious award.

"Senior."

Hua Qing turned around upon hearing the sound and saw Lin Man.

"What's up?"

"Senior, aren't you leaving the dance team next year?"

"Isn't it normal to leave after graduating in your senior year?"

"But weren't you originally planning to apply for graduate school at this university?"

"I want to try a change of scenery..."

Seeing that Lin Man's expression wasn't very good, Hua Qing was also a little puzzled.

I and Lin Man usually don't get along the most, shouldn't Lin Man be hoping that I leave as soon as possible?

Could it be... that she couldn't bear to part with herself?

Lin Man cares about things that are different from others.

She didn't care about fame, awards, or benefits at all.

What she was really thinking about was that she hadn't avenged herself yet, and Hua Qingren was about to leave.

Suddenly, someone shouted.

Wow, there's a handsome guy!

"Where? Where?"

"At the door! Look!"

"Hey, what a handsome guy! Who are you looking for?"

Several girls turned their heads to look at the same time.

At the entrance of the dance studio, Ding Heng's gaze briefly met Hua Qing's.

Hua Qing suddenly stood up, rushed over, and pulled Ding Heng away.

"How did you get in! Wasn't the downstairs door locked?"

"I have a brilliant plan..."

Ding Heng gave a perfunctory reply and continued looking into the dance studio, which angered Hua Qing so much that she covered his eyes.

"Senior, don't block me! I haven't had enough of those long, white-stockinged legs yet."

Hua Qing pinched him in annoyance.

"What are you looking at! Just one whiff of your sweat inside would make you faint."

"True or false?"

"abnormal!"

Hua Qing cursed and dragged him towards the stairwell.

Inside the dance studio, the girls were in an uproar.

"Is that Hanaharu-senpai's boyfriend?"

"Oh my god, he's so handsome!"

"Wow, he's so tall, he must be at least 185cm!"

"She's pretty too, is she from our school?"

"I don't think so, I've never seen it before..."

……

Lin Man stood there silently.

Her gaze followed the direction in which Ding Heng disappeared, her brows furrowing slightly.

She remembered their last meeting; the two of them were talking in the teahouse, and then... then what happened?

Lin Man couldn't remember.

All I remember is that when I came to my senses, Ding Heng was already gone.

She felt something was off at the time, and after going back and thinking about it over and over again, she still couldn't figure it out.

Seeing Ding Heng again now, that curiosity was inevitably piqued once more.

Lin Man's phone suddenly vibrated, and she picked it up and looked down at it.

[Ding Heng]: Senior Lin, can I do you a favor...?

In the stairwell.

Hua Qing pinned Ding Heng against the wall: "How did you find me? You didn't even send me a message."

Ding Heng smiled and reached out to hug her: "I missed you, senior."

Hua Qing symbolically pushed him away: "Stop being so affectionate, I'm all sweaty."

"I don't mind."

Ding Heng put his arm around Hua Qing's soft and slender waist.

"Besides, you're going to the capital next year, so can't I be a little more affectionate now?"

Hua Qing muttered "pervert" again, but her body stopped resisting.

"How much longer until you finish, senior?"

"It'll probably take at least another hour."

"Then I'll wait for you downstairs."

"Get out of here... Don't come up here to peek again!"

"Okay, okay."

Ding Heng turned and went downstairs.

Hua Qing stood in the stairwell, watching his figure disappear around the corner, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved into a smile.

Then she took a deep breath, put on a serious face, and went back to the dance studio.

"Have you rested enough? Let's get back to training!"

Around 11 o'clock, the team members came downstairs one after another.

"Have you rested enough? Let's get back to training!"

Around 11 o'clock, the team members came downstairs one after another.

Ding Heng leaned against the car and waited. When he saw Hua Qing come out, he went straight to greet her.

Then, in front of everyone, he hugged her and gave her a gentle kiss.

Wow!!!

"My senior is so sweet!!"

"One more kiss! One more kiss!!"

The dance troupe erupted in cheers and shouts.

Hua Qing was a little stunned by Ding Heng's sudden kiss. She only realized what was happening after Ding Heng let go of her, and blushed as she playfully punched him.

"What are you doing!"

"hey-hey……"

Ding Heng smiled knowingly, offered no further explanation, and gestured for her to get into his car.

As the car drove out of the campus, Hua Qing sat in the passenger seat, her face still slightly flushed.

"Where to go this afternoon?"

"Just wander around for a bit, then I'll surprise my senior tonight."

"A surprise? What surprise?"

Ding Heng smiled but remained silent.

In the afternoon, the two spent their time like any ordinary couple, shopping, eating, and watching movies.

Hua Qing tried to ask what the "surprise" was several times, but Ding Heng changed the subject each time.

At 10 p.m., the car was parked in front of the Chujiang Hotel.

Hua Qing stared at the revolving door, her heart suddenly skipping a beat.

The last time I was here... in the presidential suite, that dance, those photos, and what happened afterward.

Hua Qing's face felt a little hot again.

As they got out of the car and entered the elevator, Ding Heng suddenly reached out and covered Hua Qing's eyes.

"Don't peek."

Hua Qing's vision went black, and her heart began to race.

As the elevator went up, she could feel it moving, but she didn't know which floor it had reached.

But it stopped shortly afterward, which didn't seem like they were going to the presidential suite on the 27th floor.

Ding Heng manipulated Hua Qing to turn left and right, finally pushing open a door.

"Surprise!"

A dozen or so people cheered in unison.

Ding Heng released his grip, revealing a huge entertainment room in front of him.

Dining tables, karaoke, billiards, even board games and mahjong... everything you could want.

A banner hung on the wall, red background with white lettering: "Warmly congratulate our team captain on being accepted into the Beijing Dance Academy for graduate studies!"

The dance team members stood in a circle and applauded and cheered for Hua Qing.

Hua Qing glanced at the banner, then at Ding Heng, her expression complex.

She leaned close to Ding Heng's ear and whispered, "When did I say I wanted to celebrate? Why didn't you discuss it with me?"

Ding Heng whispered in response, "Isn't this to give my senior a surprise?"

Before Hua Qing could speak again, Lin Man rushed up, grabbed Hua Qing's arm, and pressed her into the main seat.

"Senior! Do you know how good your boyfriend is to you? He went to great lengths to prepare a surprise for you!"

Hua Qing was stunned for a moment, while Lin Man continued to mutter in an exaggerated tone.

"He took care of everything: booking the venue, choosing the time, notifying everyone, arranging the schedule... He even specifically told us not to tell you, just to surprise you today."

Everyone has vanity to some extent.

Hua Qing initially thought Ding Heng was making a mountain out of a molehill, but after hearing Lin Man's words, she felt a sweet warmth in her heart.

Ding Heng... has he gone to so much trouble for me again?

However, she was still a little puzzled—why was Lin Man there too?

Doesn't Ding Heng know that he and she don't get along?

And judging from this situation, she seems to be one of the organizers?

Ding Heng closed the door and glanced around the entire private room.

It has to be said that dance troupe gatherings are a feast for the eyes.

There were over twenty girls, all with long legs.

Some are innocent, some are sexy, each with their own style, but any one of them would be at least 70 points good-looking.

The party was very lively.

The round table was laden with exquisite dishes, and everyone ate and chatted in a lively atmosphere.

Hua Qing sat in the main seat, surrounded by a group of people offering toasts and compliments.

Hua Qing was overwhelmed by everyone's enthusiasm. She was polite to them, but she was getting more and more carried away.

She's usually the dance captain, but she's really not good at handling interpersonal relationships.

Within the entire team, Lin Man's words carried more weight than hers.

But today, for some reason, everyone's attitude towards her has changed from the past; they're all incredibly affectionate towards her.

In addition, Ding Heng was sitting next to her, occasionally putting food on her plate or handing her water. His gentle and considerate manner drew envious glances from many.

Ding Heng couldn't help but feel amused as he watched Hua Qing enjoy herself.

Even the most aloof fairy cares about her image!

After they had almost finished eating, someone suggested singing.

The KTV equipment was turned on, and music started playing.

Several girls started requesting songs, but since they were a dance team, everyone started dancing as they sang, especially Lin Man, who kept urging everyone to go up and perform.

"Let's jump! There are no outsiders here today..."

In the dance troupe, Lin Man's words carried more weight than Hua Qing's.

Having danced too much folk and classical dance on a regular basis, and having drunk some alcohol, the team members started to act recklessly, and their movements became increasingly daring.

Someone played a K-pop dance song first, and several members immediately stood up and started dancing to a girl group song.

Her movements were bold, her waist swayed, and her skirt fluttered.

Once someone starts something, it's hard to stop.

Giant swing ride, window cleaning, and various TikTok dance performances took turns on stage.

White stockings, black stockings, bare legs... swaying back and forth under the lights.

Ding Heng leaned back on the sofa, watching with great interest.

Suddenly, Hua Qing felt a sharp pain in his thigh and pinched him hard.

Ding Heng winced in pain, then chuckled and teased, "Is your senior jealous?"

"Scumbag."

Hua Qing turned her face away and muttered something as usual.

Ding Heng sighed, "Senior, you never dance for me, so I can't even watch others?"

Hua Qing turned her face away and ignored the stinky man.

The music continued, when suddenly someone started making a fuss.

"Lin Man, don't instruct us, do a little bit yourself."

"Come on then!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Man took off her coat, revealing her fair shoulders and neck, and slowly walked to the center of the private room.

The light shone on her, outlining an ambiguous silhouette.

Her long hair was loose, and the faint red at the corners of her eyes looked even more alluring under the light.

The music is ringing.

It's a slow-paced R&B song with languid drumbeats and an ambiguous melody.

Normally, Lin Man's dancing skills are the worst in the team, and she always seems stiff no matter how she dances, but at this moment, they have completely disappeared.

She was like a naturally alluring vixen.

Her eyes were glazed over, her waist swayed, her arms stretched out—every movement seemed to be a seduction, and a faint smile played at the corners of her mouth.

One step, two steps, three steps.

She suddenly came up to Ding Heng, gently took his wrist, and pulled him up from his seat.

They moved closer, then backed away.

Approaching, then retreating.

He twisted his waist, slowly squatted down, and then slowly stood up.

The smile at the corner of her mouth was both alluring and seductive.

The music reached its climax.

Lin Man turned to face Ding Heng, put her hands on his shoulders, and tiptoed to his ear.

"Is it pretty?"

My breath brushed past my ear, carrying a hint of alcohol and fragrance.

Then she suddenly tilted her head back, her lips almost touching Ding Heng's.

A cacophony of shouts, whistles, and screams erupted all around.