Wenxuan raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "You were too immersed in it and didn't hear my footsteps." He paused and shook his head, as if to correct some mistake, "It should be your cheerful laughter that attracted me.
The sound of footsteps was masked, so you didn’t hear it.”
He emphasized the words "joyful laughter," as if her cheerfulness were not to his taste.
He Mengjie rolled her eyes and ignored him. Of course she had to be happy when talking to her friends on the phone, otherwise what? She turned around and prepared to go downstairs to pack up the messy things. Wenxuan said to her: "Place me a bowl of noodles."
Next? He Mengjie turned to look at him, very surprised, and couldn't help but ask: "Are you drinking again?" She unconsciously took two steps forward and pinched her nose to smell.
Wenxuan had a half-smile on his face and let her smell it, then asked: "How does it taste?"
Only then did He Mengjie realize something was wrong, and her face turned red. "After Ting Yu finished her stage play the day after tomorrow, can I get off work early?" She changed the subject.
Wenxuan tilted his head and seemed to think about it seriously: "We'll talk about it then. The plan can't keep up with the changes, you know."
"You've seen how hard I've been working lately." She didn't even take a day off for half a month.
Wenxuan raised his eyebrows: "It depends on your appearance."
He Mengjie went downstairs with a "chirp", she had to cook her face well!
This day is a big day for Wen Tingyu because it is her first time to participate in a group activity and an important moment to show off her talents in front of everyone.
Before the stage play started, backstage, Wen Tingyu looked at He Mengjie with a bitter face: "Teacher He, are you really going to do this?"
He Mengjie covered her mouth with her hands and tried her best not to laugh. She nodded heavily and put on an encouraging look: "This look is really good, Ting Yu! You have to perform well!"
Wenxuan, on the other hand, opened his mouth slightly and looked at his daughter's outfit in surprise.
Wen Tingyu was seen wearing a straight costume that looked like a big green tree, with a small, miserable face exposed only in the hole of the tree.
"Teacher He, you originally wanted to play the princess, but how did you end up playing the big tree?" Wen Tingyu's face was heavily painted and green, and combined with her eyes that looked like she was about to cry, it was really
Very joyful.
He Mengjie was about to laugh uncontrollably, but she had to hold it back until her face turned red. She had to put on a very appreciative and serious expression to encourage her: "This time I will play the role of a big tree.
This is your first time playing the role of a princess, right?"
Just at this time, the dance teacher came to the rescue and organized the children to queue up. He Mengjie took the opportunity to pull Wenxuan out of the backstage.
As soon as he came out of the backstage, He Mengjie finally couldn't help laughing.
Wenxuan looked at him with a dark look on his face, "Isn't it a bit too much for you to do this? You obviously agreed with Tingyu that you would play the princess!"
He Mengjie gave him a blank look: "Is there a big difference between a princess and a tree?"
Seeing Wenxuan's gloomy face and contempt in her eyes, she nodded and admitted: "Okay, I admit that the princess is the protagonist and the tree is the supporting role. But have you ever thought about it, if Tingyu really doesn't want to play the role of the tree, then she will never play the role of the tree.
When rehearsals just started, she would bring it up. What does it mean that she didn't bring it up?"