Wei Zhuolan raised his eyelids and looked at her lightly, his eyes dark and unclear:
"Now that the program has been finalized, please come to the dance studio for rehearsal tomorrow afternoon at 3:00. As the class leader, you should understand that some scenes require 'leading by example.'"
Seeing Qin Ying about to refuse, he raised his hand and gestured:
"Don't be so quick to refuse. I specifically requested this from the department head, and the faculty will also be participating in the rehearsal—after all, we need to ensure the performance is flawless."
Qin Ying sighed silently. Wei Zhuolan always found some high-sounding excuses. She lowered her eyes and didn't look at him:
"In that case, I will be there on time at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon."
After saying that, he quickly left the office.
On the way back, she thought resentfully, it was just "The Red Detachment of Women", and he had to cause so much trouble.
This is a program prepared by the students of Class 2. It was once a classic revolutionary work.
It tells the story of the heroine Qionghua, who was originally an oppressed poor woman, and later joined the Women's Detachment; Hong Changqing was the party representative, he guided Qionghua onto the revolutionary path, and the two people developed feelings based on deep revolutionary friendship.
But in the end, Hong Changqing sacrificed his life for the revolutionary cause.
A revolutionary love story that makes people feel deeply moved, with a particularly lofty purpose, and is the finale of Class 2.
I didn't expect Wei Zhuolan to take advantage of the situation.
Qin Ying shook her head, not wanting to think about what had just happened. Wei Zhuolan was just hot-headed for a moment, and seeing that she didn't respond, he would probably get bored soon.
Besides, he is not Zhao Shunxi, so she doesn't need to worry so much.
After school in the afternoon, Fu Hanzhou came to pick up Qin Ying again, and as usual, asked Wei Zhuolan if he had made things difficult for her.
Qin Ying was speechless. Ever since Wei Zhuolan became a counselor, he had been particularly concerned about these things.
This question is asked every day, and she answered it patiently the first few times.
When Qin Ying heard Fu Hanzhou ask the same question again today and thought of Wei Zhuolan's perseverance, she felt quite helpless.
He withdrew his gaze from the car window and looked at Fu Hanzhou with a half-smile:
"Captain Fu, don't you find it boring to ask the same questions every day? Do you want me to record everything I say and do with him so that you can be at ease?"
Fu Hanzhou tightened his grip on the steering wheel, but his face looked matter-of-fact.
"My soldiers have to know when to drill, let alone you? You have to be within sight wherever you go."
Qin Ying felt inexplicably irritated. Wei Zhuolan pressed her step by step, and Fu Hanzhou's questioning made her feel suffocated. She moved her body irritably, still looking out the window, with a hint of displeasure in her tone:
"So you think I can't even protect myself?"
Hearing her emotions, Fu Hanzhou suddenly turned the steering wheel and turned the car into a deserted road.
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