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Chapter 70

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    Early in the morning, Song Yanyin, who had a friendly exchange with the person she admired, slowly came to the TV station by car under the urging of the small system.

    For the first time in the past few days, the dance training room, which is usually empty, has someone waiting for me. Looking around, there are three other people besides Mr. Zheng.

    However, with her keen senses, she clearly felt that these three people did not have good intentions towards her, and she was afraid that the visitors were not kind.

    I just don't know where I offended these people.

    Song Yanyin greeted Teacher Zheng with a smile: "Good morning, Teacher Zheng."

    ? Teacher Zheng also responded with a smile on his face, but as soon as he finished speaking, the youngest of the three standing next to him rushed to speak.

    "I didn't say, what time is it? It's still good morning, I think it's better to say good noon."

    After finishing speaking, without waiting for Song Yanyin to refute, he turned around and said, "Mr. Zheng, such a person who doesn't pay attention to the concept of time is worthy of your personal teaching, Mr. Zheng? That director Liu gave up so many suitable talents, how can he choose?"  Such a person?"

    "Auntie, do you think I'm right?" The girl asked in a coquettish voice to the middle-aged woman who was holding her arm.

    Don't talk about what she said before, just look at her current appearance, which is a scene of a coquettish girl acting like a baby.

    "Yes, what we Jiaojiao said is right." The middle-aged woman smiled and touched her niece's head, not forgetting to agree.

    HeheWhere did the two Shabi come from this morning?  ?

    The original good mood was destroyed all of a sudden, and Song Yanyin didn't want to bother with this unknown person, so she just looked at Teacher Zheng: "Teacher, did you come here early in the morning to ask me for something?"

    "for me"

    "Hey! Why are you so rude? Didn't you see that a few of us have been waiting here for you? You didn't apologize for being late, how can you still be arrogant? Say hello, won't you?"

    The atmosphere that had just been transferred suddenly fell again, and the dance room was extremely quiet.

    "Deputy Director Xia, don't say that Ms. Song is the person I teach now, is it not good for you to come to my place early in the morning to find fault?" Teacher Zheng was a little angry.

    She didn't want to argue with a junior, not to mention that this little girl was the really rude person in her eyes, and she didn't want to talk to her, so she didn't have to spread the word that she was an elder who made things difficult for children.

    Teacher Zheng has such worries, but Song Muyin does not. It is the first time to find fault, it is fine, there is no reason for people to bully her again and again.

    "This? Let me call you Miss? I want to ask who are you? Do I know you? Whether I am late or not, did I ask you to wait for me here? Do you have an appointment with me?  "

    "The one who came up to me indiscriminately slandered me, and the one with red mouth and white teeth gave me a big hat of contempt. May I ask who is being rude?"

    "You!! How dare you say you are polite? My aunt, my aunt, and Director Ge have been here early in the morning and have been waiting for you for a long time. You didn't say you were late, and you didn't say hello to us after you came in.  , What¡¯s wrong with me saying you¡¯re rude? I haven¡¯t said you¡¯re rude yet!¡±

    Ever since Xia Jiaojiao's aunt was promoted to the deputy director of the TV station, she never came here to say hello to her in a friendly manner. Now this person who came out of nowhere, without a tutor, dared to say hello to her.  Play garlic with her here.

    Looking at that foxy face, Xia Jiaojiao gritted her teeth with hatred, wishing she could step forward and scratch her a few times.

    Song Muyin's face sank completely at this time, this is really a mad dog, and he wants to bite a mad dog whether he recognizes it or not, so what is the need for such a person to be polite?

    "First, no one informed me that you would come. Second, it's 8:30 in the morning. Whether I'm late or not is up to you. Third, it's not that I didn't say hello, but I was caught by someone before I arrived.  I don¡¯t know the so-called interrupted, fourth, I don¡¯t need to worry about whether I have a tutor, but I think Miss, your conduct really needs parental discipline!!¡±

    "What did you say!!!" Xia Jiao was so delicate that she was about to explode, this bitch dared to say that she didn't have a tutor!  !

    As he spoke, he wanted to rush forward, but was pulled back by his aunt.

    "Aunt" Xia Jiaojiao turned her head to look at her aunt, feeling aggrieved.

    Director Xia patted his niece's hand reassuringly. Speaking of which, she was just a small deputy director in the TV station, and she was not the only one. When her niece was provocative, she meant to watch the excitement.

    This is also because I know that my niece has beenThe situation in the stage, not to mention the respectful things seen by the upper and lower employees, this is unrealistic, and her status as deputy director will not bring such an influence, but anyone who knows that Jiaojiao is her niece can basically be polite.  You are polite, which one is not a compliment?

    One or two little dancers have learned a lesson, and they can still turn the world upside down, but they didn't expect that today they were wrong.

    This little girl has only been in Taiwan for a few days, and she is quite capable.  First, Teacher Zheng jumped out to support her and opened her eyes without saying a word, but she herself dared to reply in front of several people without any consideration.

    Today's matter is said to be provoked by the niece first, and it is really not easy to continue at this time.

    However, this girl is still young and doesn't understand the principle of three-way love when meeting.  A TV station in Beijing is said to be small, but there are hundreds of employees, large and small. Needless to say, the intricate interpersonal relationships here are deep.  It doesn't matter if Jiaojiao suffers a loss for a while, with her aunt here, we have plenty of time and opportunities to get it back.

    Don't rush!

    "It's indeed the person Director Liu worked so hard to find. Of course, there's nothing to say about his character. My niece didn't hold back her words. But in the end, it's her who loves my aunt. I'm in a hurry. I hope Miss Song doesn't mind."  .¡±

    Director Xia said apologetic words in his mouth, but the expression on his face didn't know what was going on. There was a cold smile on his face, even the eyes he looked at Song Muyin gave people a very cold feeling. Hearing her accent  Biting on the word 'conduct', Song Muyin knew what was going on.

    "Deputy Director Xia is overrated. It's just a coincidence for me. Otherwise, how could it be my turn to play such an important role." Song Yanyin returned with a smile.

    "You are self-aware!" Xia Jiaojiao said again.

    Song Jianyin barked like a dog, but just laughed it off

    "Okay, after talking so much, Deputy Director Xia and Director Ge haven't talked about why?"

    Speaking of this, Teacher Zheng was also full of resentment. The two called him early in the morning, saying that they still needed to discuss about the program, but when he came in a hurry, the two not only  He didn't mention what was discussed, but also included an introduction from the girl next to him.

    In this way, how can Mr. Zheng not know why he made such a fuss.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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