Chapter 21 Strange Questions
That dance amazed her.
Qiao Wenyan values talent very much, not to mention that this is her niece whom she has watched grow up.
Qiao Wenya's eyes were filled with surprise. Oh my god, she must be the first in the country! To be a high-ranking dancer at such a young age!
She has already thought about how the major media will praise her!
"Okay, auntie."
"Then can you dance like you did last time today? Then show it to them, they will definitely be amazed." Qiao Wenyan was a little expectant.
Qiao Wenya frowned slightly. "Actually, I danced impromptu last time, and now I have forgotten what I danced to, Auntie."
"It seems you have a talent for improvisation." Qiao Wenyan smiled. "It's okay, just dance around and let me see."
Qiao Wenya took a deep breath.
She just started practicing, damn it, she hopes no one will find out her flaws!
However, under her aunt's expectant eyes, Qiao Wenya had to prepare to start dancing...
“Ding-dang-dang—”
Qiao Wenyan's cell phone rang.
"What?" Qiao Wenyan didn't know what she heard, and her face was serious. "Okay, I'll go back right away."
She apologized to Qiao Wenya: "I'm sorry, Wenya, something happened at the dance association, I have to go back immediately."
"It's okay, aunt, you go." Qiao Wenya was very considerate. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Qiao Wenyan leave.
It seems that she must practice impromptu dancing well and must not let her aunt know that the person that day was not her.
But she also had confidence. She didn't believe that after learning dance for so long, she was not as good as a servant!
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Qiao Qingci returned to the room and saw Xiaohua sweeping the floor at the door, looking in a bad mood.
"What's wrong?" Qiao Qingci was very perceptive and took her into the room. "Qiao Wenya is looking for you?"
"Yes." Xiaohua hesitated, "She asked me some very strange questions."
"you say."
"Ask me what kind of dance I'm doing, but I can't dance at all!"
Dancing? Qiao Qingci frowned.
Could it be that Qiao Wenya was looking for the person dancing in the living room?
Her thoughts gradually became clear, "Well, don't worry about it. If she bullies you again, tell me."
"Okay, I'll get busy then."
After Xiaohua left, Qiao Qingci turned on the computer and checked the information sent from the dance competition.
Duan Mianmian will participate in the preliminary round, but Qiao Wenya does not need to, as her strength is enough to advance directly to the finals.
And the day after tomorrow is the day of the preliminary round of the dance competition.
The second day.
Qiao Qingci received the message from Mo Yanchu early in the morning.
Their restaurant has opened a delivery service. Don't you love their black truffle pork with honey sauce? You can order it for takeout now.
Qiao Qingci really liked it.
However, the family also cooked lunch at noon, so she ordered this and nothing else.
At lunch, Qiao Qingci put down his chopsticks after eating for a while.
Mrs. Qiao was very worried: "Qingci, why do you seem to eat so little? Is it because the food at home is not to your taste?"
"Mom, no, I'm not very hungry."
"All right."
For two consecutive days, Qiao Qingci ate very little.
Mrs. Qiao became even more worried, and knocked on Qiao Qingci's door the next afternoon. When Qiao Qingci opened the door, a fragrance came out, and Mrs. Qiao saw the lunch box in the room.
The two looked at each other, Qiao Qingci felt a little guilty, "Mom..."
The Duan family did not allow her to eat takeout, thinking that eating takeout was a low-class behavior. Qiao Qingci almost never ate takeout at home.
Mrs. Joe looked at her for a moment.
Qiao Qingci pursed his lips, feeling a little nervous.
"Baby, what are you eating? It smells so good!" Mrs. Qiao asked with a blink.
"It's takeout from Hua Ge." Qiao Qingci answered honestly, "Do you want some?"
"May I?"
"sure."
Mrs. Qiao came in, took a bite, and immediately understood why Qiao Qingci didn't eat. "It's delicious, but, does Huage still have takeout now?"
"Yes, Mo Yanchu said so. Don't you know, Mom?"
"Maybe I don't eat much." Mrs. Qiao looked at her eagerly, "Qingci, order one for mom next time."
Qiao Qingci was slightly stunned. It turned out that he wouldn't be scolded for doing this kind of thing at home.
She smiled slightly: "Of course."
Mrs. Qiao went out soon after.
Afterwards, Qiao Qingci also set off for the dance competition.
The dance competition was held at the central exhibition hall.
Players from all over the country came.
When Qiao Qingci entered the backstage, he saw several people surrounding a girl who looked very arrogant.
Duan Mianmian.
What a coincidence.
At this moment, Duan Mianmian was enjoying everyone's attention. They were from the same dance studio before, but now she had become the daughter of the Duan family, and now they all tried to curry favor with her.
Duan Mianmian's vanity was satisfied, but in the blink of an eye she saw Qiao Qingci.
Why is she here?
Could it be that she also entered the competition?
Duan Mianmian's expression changed slightly, and she walked over. "Duan Qingci, are you participating in the competition too?"
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