Chapter 3: Pulling Hatred

"You are not smart, Fu Junruo's long list of girlfriends, who have you seen to straighten out, I heard that there are people who want to force marriage, and the result is ...... Leaving directly, there is a saying that Fu Junruo is advocating not getting married at all. ”

“……”

In the dressing room, Bai Yuqian was waiting to go into the bathroom to take a bath, while observing the little girls who were more energetic than dancing as long as they talked about gossip, and couldn't help laughing.

In addition to being strict during rehearsals, the usual Bai Yuqian never puts the chief and teacher on the shelf, out of the practice room, when it should be relaxed, it is relaxed, and gossip is indeed a good pastime, at least let Bai Yuqian forget for the time being, someone has been thinking about her kidneys.

After someone washed out of the bathroom, Bai Yuqian immediately got in, and in the dressing room, the discussion triggered by the platinum bag was further extended.

"I'm looking forward to the rich eventually becoming married, if Fu Jun marries Ye Jiangjiang and becomes a broad wife, won't the position of chief be vacant?" said a little girl, giggles.

"You know how to be motivated," a short-haired girl blinked: "But, our chief here, I've only served Sister Yuqian until now." ”

"Ye Jiangjiang's level is definitely not as good as our Sister Yu Qian, Sister Yu Qian is a serious academic school, and she has jumped to the top in Australia, how many of us have here...... Anyway, I can see it, if someone is willing to take money to smash it, I can also be the chief. ”

Bai Yuqian finished taking a bath, her hair was wet and draped over her shoulders, and she just got out of the bathroom, when she heard this, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and scolded with a smile: "You girls, talk about other people's gossip, don't take me with you, I feel that you are pulling hatred for me, do you think I have been in the dance troupe for too long, and you want to squeeze me away!"

There was an immediate burst of laughter in the locker room.

Bai Yuqian walked back to his wardrobe, took out a hair dryer from it, glanced at the photo of Iron Man posted on the cabinet door with a smile, and went to a mirror next to him to blow his hair.

The girls behind her were still giggling and talking, Bai Yuqian occasionally looked at them from the mirror, and her eyes unconsciously revealed a trace of envy, she had lost such wanton youth for a long time, although compared to these little girls, she was not three or four years older.

"Sister Yuqian, it seems that the mobile phone in your closet has ringed. A girl standing on the other side of the wardrobe shouted at Bai Yuqian.

Bai Yuqian turned off the hair dryer and walked over to pick up the phone.

Seeing the caller's name clearly, Bai Yuqian simply walked to the balcony connected to the locker room and pressed the answer button.

"Yu Qian, Director Ma, who is in charge of the approval of medical parole, I turned several corners, and finally made an appointment for you, people said that I was free tonight, can you see me?"

Bai Yuqian casually put one hand on the high wrought iron railing of the balcony, almost without thinking, and immediately replied: "Then tonight, invite him to the western restaurant of the Mandarin Hotel, I will go to reserve a seat, will you come?"

The other party smiled and said: "Look at your sincerity enough, pick such an expensive place, I won't join in the fun, save you a little, book a seat and send me a text message, I will notify people as soon as possible." ”

"Okay, thank you!" Bai Yuqian also smiled, about Lao Bai's medical parole, all the information was prepared, but after handing it over, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and I couldn't ask for any reason, now that I finally found the person inside, Bai Yuqian naturally wanted to have a relationship with the other party to see if she could be accommodating.

Hung up the phone, Bai Yuqian leaned against the railing, used her mobile phone to book a seat for today's dinner, and then sent a text message as promised.

After doing this, Bai Yuqian thought about it for a while, and decided that she had to leave a little earlier, go home first and change her clothes, and then rush to the Mandarin Hotel.

After thinking about it, Bai Yuqian was about to go back to the locker room, but she heard the sound of brakes downstairs, and looked down very unintentionally.

The National Ballet of Rongcheng is located in a three-story old building built more than 60 years ago, Bai Yuqian is standing on the balcony on the third floor, below the main entrance of the whole building, at this time, from her, you can clearly see that a high-profile and somewhat arrogant Rolls-Royce Phantom is parked downstairs.

As long as it is a member of the dance troupe, no one knows that this Rolls-Royce is Fu Junruo's special car - a car specially to pick up Ye Jiangjiang, and he waits for the beauties to get off work at regular intervals every day.

Bai Yuqian didn't have the heart to look at the scenery today, turned around and entered the locker room, packed her backpack, and was about to go out.

Before she went out, the girl who fell down during class came over and humbly asked Bai Yuqian for advice, Bai Yuqian was not easy to refuse, so she patiently did a few demonstrations for the girl in the locker room, and dragged it for about ten minutes, and then she walked out of the locker room.

Bai Yuqian hung up her headphones idly, her hair was not completely dry, scattered casually on her shoulders, her upper body was a light-colored denim jacket, a pair of torn cropped jeans, and a pair of white board shoes, the whole dress was relaxed, comfortable and inconspicuous, looking like an ordinary female college student.

Before he could take a few steps, someone stopped Bai Yuqian: "Yuqian, this is skipping work?"

As soon as Bai Yuqian looked up, he saw the head of the regiment standing outside Ye Jiangjiang's practice room, as well as the thirteenth generation of the Fu family next to him, Fu Junruo.

Fu Junruo glanced at Bai Yuqian casually, and some of his inner eyes narrowed slightly, with a strange and alienated expression.

"Commander, I finally ran away once, why was I caught by you?" Bai Yuqian grimaced at the head of the group, and then nodded politely at Fu Junruo.

Bai Yuqian's active greetings did not get a response, Fu Junruo's face was cold, he didn't seem to see people greeting him at all, his eyes had already turned to the practice room, it seemed that compared to Bai Yuqian, Fu Junruo was more willing to appreciate his girlfriend Ye Jiangjiang's graceful dancing.

Bai Yuqian didn't care, she lowered her head and dealt with the head of the regiment in a small way: "What advice do you have?"

The head of the regiment with a Mediterranean hairstyle immediately frowned into the word "Sichuan", and said quite unintentionally: "You girl, am I so old?"

Bai Yuqian understood that she had made a mistake, so she quickly pulled off the headphones and rounded up for herself: "A man is only mature at your age, you are called a 'light mature man'." ”

The head of the regiment looked useful, and nodded Bai Yuqian with his hand: "You like to play poor in front of me, by the way, ask you something, what did Lawyer Yan talk about when he saw you just now?"

"Which lawyer Yan?" someone interjected coldly next to him.

The head of the regiment and Bai Yuqian looked at Fu Junruo together, and Fu Junruo's gaze finally fell on Bai Yuqian's face.