Peng Lan, who was inside, had come to her senses by now and walked to the living room to sit down. She raised her chin towards the outside and said contemptuously.

"What's your sister up to? She's already married, but why is she still hanging around her parents' house?"

Shao Youwei earnestly made Peng Lan a cup of malted milk, and then took out a few eggs and brown sugar from Shao Jiannu and made her a brown sugar poached egg.

"Lanlan, don't worry about her. Eat a couple of eggs first to fill your stomach. My mom will come back from buying groceries and make you something delicious."

Peng Lan ate the eggs with a look of disgust on her face.

"I won't eat at your house. The food your mother cooks doesn't even have any meat in it, and it's still delicious!"

"Hey, the food outside is still better. Come to think of it, I haven't been to a department store in a long time."

After eating, she wiped her mouth, unbuttoned her cotton coat a little, and deliberately flirted with Shao Youwei.

Shao Youwei looked at Peng Lan's lively appearance and her good figure that even a cotton coat could not cover, and nodded quickly.

"Okay, let's go out to eat. It's almost Chinese New Year, and I need to buy two new clothes. After dinner, we'll go shopping at the department store."

Peng Lan turned from anger to joy, stood up and took Shao Youwei's arm.

"That's more like it. By the way, I just heard your sister speak up for Su Man. Is she familiar with that stinky woman?"

Shao Youwei kissed Peng Lan and turned into the house to get the money.

"I don't think we're that familiar! Forget about her, let's go have our own fun."

The two of them walked out of the door hand in hand, and Shao Jiannu was no longer outside.

There was only a pool of blood on the ground, which was shocking.

Shao Youwei spat fiercely on the ground and covered Peng Lan's eyes.

"It's bad luck. Don't look at it, Lanlan. It would be bad if you get scared."

Peng Lan first went to see a movie with Shao Youwei, had a meal at a state-owned restaurant, and then went shopping in a department store.

I played until it was time to get off work, then I slowly returned to the dance team carrying the bags I had bought.

Shao Youwei accompanied her all the way to the dance team building and looked at her reluctantly.

"Lanlan, when is your holiday? Can you come over to play at my house again?"

Peng Lan looked at him and pouted.

"That depends on your performance. If you can help me get some connections at the bakery, I can even stay at your house during my vacation."

When Shao Youwei heard this, his bones went soft and he immediately patted his chest to make a promise.

"Okay, then wait for my good news..."

In order to coax Shao Youwei to help her get this done, Peng Lan took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and kissed Shao Youwei on the face.

"Then you better hurry up!"

After Peng Lan ran upstairs, Shao Youwei was still standing there, savoring the moment.

She was going to go to Teacher Xing's office to act coquettishly and nicely. Teacher Xing was famous for his good temper in the dance team.

He is much easier to talk to than Teacher Guo. Fortunately, Teacher Guo is on sick leave, otherwise this matter would not be so easy to handle.

Peng Lan had everything planned out, but as soon as she entered the room, she saw Guo Simin there.

The smile on her face disappeared in an instant.

He lowered his head and called out reluctantly.

"Teacher Guo, you're back?"

Guo Simin put down the file in his hand and looked at Peng Lan with a frown.

"Comrade Peng, you're choreographing a dance for them at the steel mill. How's it going?"

Peng Lan lowered her head, her eyes darting around, not daring to look at Guo Simin.

"Well, they don't want me to teach them because they think I'm not teaching well enough."

"Teacher Guo, why don't you get someone else to go to the steel mill?"

"You're on sick leave now, so there's no one at the bakery, right? How about..."

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Guo Simin threw the file in her hand on the table and coldly interrupted Peng Lan.

"Comrade Peng, when you first joined the dance team, you were neither the best, nor the most hardworking, nor the most diligent."

"I thought since you've already joined the dance team, as long as you don't give up, I'll keep you no matter what."

"The worst that can happen is that I have to work harder. If others teach you once, you'll learn it, but if I can't teach you three or four times, I'll teach you five or six times."

"If I give up on you because you have no talent, you won't be able to stay in the dance team."

"I thought you could learn something from my words and deeds as a teacher."

"I didn't expect you to disappoint me so much."

"Just because you look down on the women at the steel mill, you're so lazy and unwilling to teach properly?"

"You still want to switch to the pastry factory? That's what I taught you?"

She looked down at the bags in Peng Lan's hands, and her tone became colder.

"Let's say you really don't want to stay in the steel mill and teach them to dance, you can come back and tell me earlier."

"You didn't even bother to stand guard for the last shift. Judging from your attitude, you didn't even go to the steel mill this afternoon!"

When Peng Lan heard that Guo Simin knew everything, she immediately panicked.

"No, that's not the teacher. They just don't want me to teach them."

"Among the female dancers selected from the steel mill, there's one named Su Man. She always targets me."

"The director of the steel mill always protects her, so I have no choice but to switch to the pastry factory."

Guo Simin looked at Peng Lan with disappointment and picked up the file on the table again.

"I've dealt with that female comrade Su Man before."

"She is definitely not a bad-hearted person. It's you, on the other hand, who lies so easily."

"There were originally a few spots available at the end of the year for the provincial dance team, and I've already submitted your file."

"But now it seems that you are not suitable."

When Peng Lan heard this, his face turned pale and he fell to the ground helplessly.

What? She missed the chance to join the provincial dance team?

Guo Simin put Peng Lan's file back, locked it, and got up to leave.

"I'll go to the steel mill myself. As for you, you can just do odd jobs in the dance team before the New Year!"

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