Jiajia returned to the rental house and looked at the empty bed next to her, and there was nothing left.

I feel weird in my heart. Xiaomeng didn't die, she really didn't care about the moment before she fell, the hand on her back, the force that pushed forward?

Xiaomeng really doesn't think that Jiajia deliberately pushed her?

Doing bad things, there is no doubt that the heart always hangs.

Anyway, Xiaomeng won't be able to dance anymore.

The quota of Bao Jinsheng in "The Creation of the Women's Group" will undoubtedly be changed, which is exactly what Jiajia expects.

In the dance school, if Xiaomeng is the first, then Jiajia is the second.

Her brilliance always overpowers Jiajia by a few points.

Now that Xiaomeng has lost his ability to sing and dance, and has no professional level, then the Bao Jinsheng recommended by the school should fall on Jiajia's head.

She's going to get her wish!

It's late at night.

Mu Xiaoxian and Shi Shi were still in the living room, helping Xiao Silly Meng practice.

"Arms up, a little higher."

"Don't bend your knees."

"Keep your back straight."

These words back and forth, I don't know how many times I said them from Mu Xiaoxian's mouth.

The musical core she inherited includes certain dance skills that can be taught to the little stupid cute.

In front of Mu Xiaoxian and Shi Shi, the little stupid Meng was gradually able to let go of a little, dared to sing, and dared to dance.

Before going to bed, Mu Xiaoxian assigned tomorrow's task, "Continue to sell steamed buns on the street." ”

"Do I still have to go to school?" Silly asked.

Going to dance school was very stressful for her.

"Didn't the teacher let you rest at home for a while, but you have to communicate well with the school, don't miss the recording of "Girl Group Creation"."

After speaking, Mu Xiaoxian went upstairs to sleep.

Shi Shi and Little Silly Meng were left, looking at each other.

Little stupid cute: "I'm so hungry, I just sang and danced, and I didn't eat anything at night." ”

Shi Shi was stern, "You can't eat it, look at what time it is, you are a student of the dance department, the dance department!" ”

The little stupid cute looked at the kitchen pitifully, and kept swallowing saliva, "Dance is so painful, life is better than death." ”

Sijia Manor.

Mrs. Si excitedly discussed major events with Si Shengting.

The roof garden on the 21st has been built, and Si Shengting is about to officially confess to Mu Xiaoxian. After the confession, she put on the love token he sent, and the two were officially married, and the engagement date was chosen, and the world could be announced.

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became, and Mrs. Si kept giving her son ideas, "Candles, candles must be there!" Girls love the romantic atmosphere the most. Candles, and that, balloons, pink balloons! ”

The old girl began to fantasize again.

Si Shengting leaned on the sofa, folded his legs handsomely, scanned the phone screen, and was downloading emojis. Hearing the proposal of candles, he raised his cold eyelids and said in a deep voice: "I confess during the day, what do I do with candles?" ”

"Then you'll move until the evening!" Mrs. Si remembered again, "Roses, roses must be ordered fresh." ”

"I planted it with my own hands." The man looked down at his phone.

"Son, this must be praised for you, the roses planted by yourself are too heartfelt."

Mrs. Si folded her hands together, like a girl who had returned to her twenties, her eyes were peachy, and she looked drunk and hazy.

Si Shengting has long been accustomed to his mother like this. Although the age is there, she is a girl's heart, she likes idol dramas, men's and women's groups, pop songs, and romance......

Mrs. Si often said that as long as there is love, life will always be youthful!