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130 Chapter 130 Jokes

Liu Zhiling did not ride Chen Yang's bicycle because she had her own car.

After the two said goodbye, Chen Yang rode his bicycle back to the courtyard with a wicked smile and whistled, while Liu Zheling drove to Yang Xuewei's residence.

After living in the school teachers' apartment for a period of time, Yang Xuewei has now moved out and rented an apartment near the school.

"Pheasant Ling, how was your rehearsal today?"

As soon as she saw Liu Zheling's return, Yang Xuewei became concerned about the situation of the dance team.

Liu Feiling sat down and told Yang Xuewei about Chen Yang's dancing. Yang Xuewei was surprised: "How is it possible that you said his dancing skills are higher than yours?"

"I am certain that his dance attainments are higher than mine. If he takes this path of dance, he will definitely become one of the top dance masters in the world in the future."

Liu Zheling nodded with a solemn expression on her face, making Yang Xuewei have no choice but to believe her words.

Then, Liu Zheling changed the topic and asked: "By the way, Xuewei, what is Chen Yang's character like?"

Although she had forgiven Chen Yang, Liu Zhiling was still a little unsure about the situation, so she planned to listen to Yang Xuewei's evaluation of Chen Yang to judge whether Chen Yang was really guilty or fake.

"You're asking about his character? Pheasant Ling, don't you have a crush on him?"

Yang Xuewei did not answer Liu Zheling's question, but looked at her best friend with a surprised look on her face. After rehearsing the dance for a while, she became concerned about Chen Yang's character. This is indeed questionable.

Liu Zhiling looked calm and said: "I asked for it on behalf of a girl from the dance team. She and Chen Yang are not in the same class, so she asked me to help him find out."

"Oh, that's it." Yang Xuewei nodded, without thinking too much, and said to Liu Zhiling: "Chen Yang is a very good person. He often helps his classmates, is helpful, kind and optimistic, except for sometimes joking.

He doesn't seem to have any flaws."

Seeing that Yang Xuewei spoke so highly of Chen Yang, Liu Zheling immediately breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and walked towards the bathroom, saying: "Go and apply a facial mask first."

When Liu Zheling entered the bathroom, Yang Xuewei helped her organize her dance clothes and other things, and suddenly she found a trace of black panties exposed in her bag.

She opened the satchel and saw a pair of wrung-out black sports underwear inside. She took it out and walked towards the balcony, shouting to the bathroom: "Zhi Ling, why do you put your underwear in the satchel?

Did you forget it?"

What, underwear, shoulder bag!

Liu Pheasant suddenly panicked. She only applied half of the seaweed mud mask on her face. She ran out of the bathroom in a panic and looked at Yang Xuewei who clamped her black underwear on the clothes rack. She wanted to stop her, but it was already too late.

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"Pheasant Ling, why are you so anxious? It's not like I haven't seen your panties before." Yang Xuewei smiled and playfully unfolded the black panties and dangled them in front of her eyes.

Liu Zheling twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Xuewei, didn't you notice that there is something dirty on these underwear?"

"Dirty stuff?"

Yang Xuewei frowned, checked the black panties carefully, looked at Liu Zheling doubtfully, and said, "What dirty things? You washed these underwear very clean."

"Yes...really?"

Liu Zheling felt a little guilty, so she walked over and took a look, and found that, as Yang Xuewei said, these underwear were clean and not stained with any white foreign matter as she imagined.

Yang Xuewei saw that Liu Zheling's expression was unnatural and asked: "Zhe Ling, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Zheling laughed dryly and said hurriedly: "I thought I was drawn by the pen in the satchel, but then I remembered that there was no pen in the satchel."

After saying that, she entered the bathroom without looking back. Thinking of Chen Yang's innocent expression, she was so angry that her teeth itched, and she finally understood what Yang Xuewei meant when she said that Chen Yang loved to joke.

But this joke was too obscene and too violent.

"You bastard, you dare to trick me, I will never let you go."



For the next rehearsal, Liu Zhiling acted as if nothing had happened and rehearsed for the dance team as usual. The only change was that everyone could rest, but Chen Yang could not rest. He had to dance from scratch for two hours.

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At first, Liu Pheasant thought that Chen Yang could be exhausted, but when Chen Yang danced for two hours on the first day and couldn't breathe, she was immediately dumbfounded.

This is dancing, such a strenuous activity, and I can't even breathe. This kind of physical strength is too incredible.

Liu Zhiling did not give up and asked the girls to leave first the next day. She and Chen Yang stayed at the end, saying they wanted to practice more.

And her behavior made the girls doubt her relationship with Chen Yang. Chen Yang was obviously the best dancer, but he still had to practice more. Why should he practice more? Is it a male-female duet dance?

Although the girls were guessing, in fact, Liu Zhiling did ask Chen Yang to practice for half an hour while she watched from the side.

Who knew that even after half an hour of extra training, Chen Yang would still be indifferent and his breathing would be as steady as if nothing had happened.

On the third day, practice for an additional hour.

On the fourth day, practice for two more hours.

On the fifth day, practice for an additional three hours.

At this point, even if Liu Zhiling asked Chen Yang to dance for five hours from beginning to end, Chen Yang would still be in the same state.

However, she has no chance to let Chen Yang practice more time, because the five days of rehearsal time are over, and Chen Yang and the seven girls will perform on stage at the welcome party tomorrow night.

"Teacher Yang, thank you so much for letting me practice more every day. I feel that my dancing skills have been greatly improved."

Walking out of the Provincial Performing Arts Center, Chen Yang said with gratitude.

But his words were so harsh in Liu Zheling's ears. He clearly wanted to punish you, but you still thank me. Are you taking advantage of me for fun?

"Oh, it would be nice to get an improvement."

Liu Zhiling glanced at Chen Yang and had no intention of targeting Chen Yang anymore. This guy was a completely god-like opponent and nothing could defeat him.

At this moment, a Porsche drove up and parked next to Liu Zheling. The window rolled down, revealing a face wearing glasses. It was Yao Dong.

"Pheasant Ling, why did you come out so late?"

Yao Dong asked seriously, but he had already concluded in his heart that Chen Yang and Liu Zhiling must have been having sex in the dark in the dance studio, otherwise how could they come out at almost twelve o'clock.

Although Liu Zhiling didn't want to pay attention to Yao Dong, in order not to be misunderstood, she still explained: "Tomorrow there will be a performance at Chen Yang School. He is the core role of the whole dance. I have been practicing for him for a few hours."

Extra training, hum, extra training is men’s and women’s physiology classes?

Yao Dong swore in his heart and scolded her ten times, and then he smiled kindly at Liu Zhe Ling and invited him: "Zhe Ling, I'm going to go racing now, do you want to come with me?"

Just as Liu Zhiling was about to refuse, Chen Yang opened the car door and got into the passenger seat. He said eagerly: "Teacher Yao, I actually like racing, but unfortunately I don't have the money to buy a car. Please take me to see it."


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