Chapter 89 doesn't mean to be a good person when you think about it

In the house, Song Yue'er's eyes were scarlet, tears fell like beads of broken threads, and the hem of her clothes was torn under her hands!

This is the most humiliating day she has ever grown!

Song Li! Tan Beixing!

I can't be accepted as an apprentice by Liao Chuncui, and you don't want to think about it!

Song Yue'er's eyes were rolling, she got up to open the door, and wiped her tears: "Cousin, I'm fine..."

The tone was sobbing, and the eyes were red and swollen from crying, and they were pitiful.

Yuan Qingya twisted her eyebrows: "It's all like this, it's okay." ”

Song Yue'er inhaled, and a stiff smile tugged at the corner of her mouth: "I'm just afraid that this matter will affect you, and when the time comes, Senior Liao will be there..."

Yuan Qingya handed her a piece of paper and sighed: "The teacher has always loved me, don't worry." ”

Song Yue'er burst into tears and laughed: "That's good." ”

She lowered her head and wiped her tears, paused, and said casually: "Cousin, do you know who Senior Liao chose tomorrow?" ”

Yuan Qingya thought she was still sad, and said softly: "I'll talk to the teacher again, and when the time comes, you will honestly admit your mistakes, and then show her your own dance." ”

Song Yue'er's eyes were gloomy, but her face was moved: "Thank you, cousin, I know that you are the best." ”

But soon, she became sad again: "Senior Liao is very satisfied with the one named Tan Beixing today, in case the time comes..."

Tan Beixing is famous today.

Yuan Qingya frowned: "Don't worry, even if the teacher doesn't accept you now, there will be a chance in the future." ”

"That Tan Beixing..."Song Yue'er pursed her lips: "It's my classmate." ”

Yuan Qingya was slightly stunned.

Song Yue'er hung her head and continued: "She and my sister Song Li are good friends, and when she was in school, she always grabbed the first place with me..."

"Your sister Song Li?" Yuan Qingya had heard it, but she hadn't seen it, so she couldn't help frowning: "Your sister came to Shengjing?" Where are the people? ”

Yuan Heng had an urgent matter and left Shengjing in the afternoon.

Song Li's matter was not told to Yuan Qingya at all.

Song Yue'er said vaguely: "She should have come behind my father's back, my sister is good-looking, since she returned to Jincheng, the men around her have not been the same every day, and when she arrived in Shengjing, she was followed by several men, and today in the background, she ruined other people's clothes, and it was a man who kept her..."

A girl, the men around her are not the same every day...

Yuan Qingya didn't know what she thought, and disgust rose in her eyes: "Tan Beixing is like that?" ”

Song Yue'er shook her head: "I don't know." ”

I don't know?

But think about it, being with Song Li like that wouldn't be a good person.

Liao Chuncui's first point in accepting apprentices is to have good ideology and morality.

Yuan Qingya's eyes flashed slightly: "Don't worry, I will plead with the teacher tomorrow, and I will definitely give you another chance." ”

Song Yue'er smiled gratefully: "Cousin, don't embarrass yourself." ”

After a pause, he looked envious: "Cousin, you have been with Senior Liao for so long, even if you accept apprentices, Senior Liao will definitely pass on the mantle to you." ”

This mantle, in addition to her lifelong experience, also has her powerful position in the International Dance Association.

Liao Chuncui accepted three apprentices in her life.

The other two are both middle-aged and have long since set up separate portals.

The third is Yuan Qingya.

Yuan Qingya was admitted to Renyi at the age of 17, and by chance was taken by Liao Chuncui and accepted as an apprentice.

Yuan Qingya has always believed that she will inherit Liao Chuncui's mantle.

Until Liao Chuncui said that he wanted to accept another disciple.

If there is really someone with better talent than her, the competitiveness is there, and it is difficult to guarantee that she will not catch up.

So she desperately recommended Song Yueer, no matter experience or qualifications, she couldn't steal the limelight!

But who would have thought, there was an accident today.

Looking at her expression, Song Yue'er's eyes crossed with resentment, her face was not obvious, and she said in a low voice: "That Tan Beixing can't even compare to one-tenth of his cousin, if he is really accepted as an apprentice by Senior Liao, with Song Li there, he will definitely not be honest, in case the time comes, for this position, calculate the cousin..."

Yuan Qingya is not a fool, but at this moment, Song Yue'er was thinking about her in and out of her words, her brows furrowed, and her eyes gradually became gloomy: "Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to let the teacher accept you!" ”

Song Yue'er sneered in her eyes, bit her lip, shook her head and said, "No matter what, I lost my favor in front of Senior Liao today, it should be difficult, but Tan Beixing..."