Chu Miaohong was warmly escorted into the gate by several female teachers from the Central Dance Academy.

Zhang Hongcheng was finally able to enter by helping his wife carry her bag.

If Lao Qin hadn't reminded him, Zhang Hongcheng would have almost forgotten that his wife is a nationally renowned singer of red songs, and he himself is also known as a "composer and lyricist".

Just the song "Little Grass" was enough to make the Chinese dance teachers, who were literary to the core, praise Chu Miaohong and love her, not to mention that Chu Miaohong was indeed extremely beautiful.

Appearance may not be very effective for teachers in other colleges, but it can kill everything in China Dance Academy.

These female teachers feel itchy when they see pretty girls, let alone a girl as stunning as Chu Miaohong.

The female teachers of the China Dance Academy, whether they are in their thirties or fifties, all have unique temperaments.

The reason why Zhang Hongcheng had this feeling was that these female teachers never even glanced at him from beginning to end.

It was as if he was a cabbage that could be found everywhere, Xiao Chu's passerby assistant.

In the end, it was his wife who took the initiative to introduce herself.

"This is my lover, Zhang Hongcheng."

The result was a chorus of eye rolls and disgust.

Well, you might as well not introduce your wife to me.

Looking at the eyes of these aunties, it's as if they are looking at a street thug, with expressions like a pig's head has taken away her cabbage.

Chu Miaohong had a letter of introduction from the Women's Department of Minzu University, saying that she had two new songs and wanted to ask the girls from the China Dance Academy to help her choreograph them.

As soon as she opened her mouth, the deputy director's wife agreed without hesitation - Old woman, you are holding my wife's hand too tightly!

The female teachers pulled Chu Miaohong and closed the small door of the conference room. Zhang Hongcheng's nose was almost bruised - he was naturally locked outside the door.

"Are you Zhang Hongcheng from Minzu University?"

Just as Zhang Hongcheng was wandering aimlessly around the teaching building, several girls from the Chinese Dance Academy came over, pushing each other and laughing in low voices.

Zhang Hongcheng nodded with a straight face. Seeing these smiles that were like blooming flowers, he was reciting the Three Obediences and Four Virtues that his wife had taught him before she left home.

—Huh? Haven't I, Old Zhang, always been very low-key? How come these girls from the Central Dance Academy know me too?

"Hehe," a girl poked her head out from behind her companions, laughing, "Did you trick that old scoundrel from Shuangqiao?"

"Ahem, this honor belongs to the students from the School of Physical Education..."

"Come on," the leading girl folded her arms in a pretentious manner, "My brother is a long-distance runner at the Sports Institute. Everyone knows it was you who arranged this."

The girls in the dance academy are used to wearing training clothes on campus - the kind that show off their figures.

The girl who was holding her hands didn't notice that her guilty gesture made her waist look even thinner.

Zhang Hongcheng forced his gaze upward to look at the other person's head, but in his heart he called out "Buddha".

"Okay, you can think whatever you want. If you have nothing else to do, I'll continue to wander around here."

The girls looked at each other.

It's rare for boys from other schools to get in...

"You wrote all the songs your lover sang, right?"

Another girl was pushed out and carefully stated their true purpose.

"Do you have any new works recently?"

After being reminded by this girl, Zhang Hongcheng finally came to his senses.

What is he doing here?

Isn’t it all for these dancers?

"Yes. By the way, do you know which students will be performing at this year's May Fourth Youth Reception? The venues are at Yanda and Shuimu."

The girls looked at each other, and then pointed their green fingers at themselves.

That’s right.

If she wasn't the teachers' favorite girl, she probably wouldn't have the courage to come to the Academic Affairs Office to pick up boys.

......

The female teachers at the China Dance Academy never imagined that Xiao Chu's lover, whom they looked down upon, would be "kidnapped" by their own students.

Of course, Zhang Hongcheng could not comply with the girls’ request, but it was hard to say who actually abducted whom.

An old practice room.

A girl with a ponytail is fiddling with a tape recorder.

What she was holding in her hand was the tape that Zhang Hongcheng had prepared in advance.

Just as they were fiddling with the tapes, more and more girls came over after hearing the news.

Zhang Hongcheng noticed that some girls still had traces of soap bubbles from washing clothes on their hands - they had put down the clothes they were washing and rushed over.

This tape was made with the help of the student union of the Alto Conservatory of Music, and the singer is naturally Chu Miaohong.

In order to impress these dancers, Zhang Hongcheng deliberately chose their favorite ethnic minority songs.

Music floated from the tape recorder, and the girls quickly recognized that it was an adaptation of a Xinjiang folk song - "Avarguli".

Their eyes quickly brightened.

Because this adaptation seems more suitable as dance music.

The melodious violin is floating in the air, imitating the sound of the huqin.

The female singer's singing style is several beats slower than the original version.

"I rode a horse...passed through Yili~~and saw the beautiful Awarguli~~."

A girl tried to dance slowly to the beat of the drum, and her eyebrows suddenly raised. What a comfortable beat!

Another girl wearing a half-worn women's sweatshirt subconsciously followed this girl and took a few small steps. The frequency of their movements was surprisingly consistent.

Without being called, several girls watching the scene moved slowly and thoughtfully to the beat of the drums. Ten seconds later, they naturally formed a dance formation.

Zhang Hongcheng's eyes widened immediately.

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