President, madam, she can't read it anymore

"But the more she doesn't want to report, the more she should be included."

The woman on the other end of the line quickly replied, "Okay."
"Then what should we do?"

"Then the teacher will be in trouble. Take good care of my sister."

Her lips are as beautiful as lilies, and whoever heard her words thought she was really a good sister who cared for her younger sister.

The woman opposite hung up the phone, and carefully applied her makeup in the mirror. When she came out of the bathroom, her face was still capable.

Ren Li is Lin Nian's class teacher.

Maybe no one in this school knows that she is Lin Zihan's teacher.

When Lin Zihan first went to school, she was her teacher. It is well known that Lin Zihan is outstanding, and Lin Zihan is her most proud student.

But at that time, they were actually just a teacher-student relationship.

In a twist of fate, a company she invested in lost all her money, and was even homeless for a while. This is the time for Lin Zihan to help her.

Even her younger brother, who spent money to cure her serious illness, was notified several times that she was critically ill.

Thinking about it, Ren Li quickened her pace again.

Within a few days, the school's bulletin board posted a list of those who signed up to participate in the performance during the school celebration, and they went through layers of screening.

When Lin Nian passed by with Liu Liu after class, he saw many people in front of the bulletin board, and Liu Liu insisted on going to see it too.

I don't know what the result will be, but I was shocked when I saw it.

The first name in the third group was Lin Nian.

And the performance project is ballet?

What dance can it do?Lin Nian, who also performed the folk dance, was stunned for a long time without answering.

Liu Liu stretched out her hand to poke her: "It's been a year, I don't know when you applied for your name, and you have passed so many selections, you are so amazing."

Lin Nian tore up the placard that had just been posted.

"Liu Liu, you go back first, I'll go to the office to have a look."
While speaking, Lin Nian walked towards Ren Li's office without looking back.

Ren Li was preparing her homework in the office when she heard someone knocking on the door and saw Lin Nian standing at the door holding a piece of paper on her cell phone.

Ren Li's eyes lit up and she let Lin Nian in.

Lin Nian didn't say much, strode in and put the piece of paper on the table in front of Ren Li: "Teacher, what's going on?"

Ren Li was at a loss, picked up the paper and looked at it: "Why is it all year round?"

Lin Nian pointed to his name with a white finger: "I have never signed up."
"What? Why don't you need to register your name? And the above programs are all selected by the teachers and students of the student union. You must not only register, but also participate in the selection to have you."

Ren Li frowned and looked at Lin Nian.

"So I went to the teacher."
Lin Nian said calmly.

"I have no choice. All of this is decided by the school leaders themselves. I know how the class teacher changed it."

Ren Li leaned behind her seat and said softly.

"Teacher, call me and ask."
Lin Nian said.

"This situation can't be changed. Every year, if you want to perform on stage, what's the embarrassment?"
Ren Li tried to smile.

Lin Nian looked at this face that he always thought was his favorite, but he really didn't expect to have doubts.

All registration procedures have to go through her. If she does not register her name here, it is impossible to have her name in the school.

In other words, even if she didn't report Lin Nian's name on purpose, but had another name, then no matter what, the registration procedure had to go through her, the head teacher.

After going through so many screenings over and over again, how could she not know, yet she kept her expression on her face.

It is impossible for Ren Li not to know.

"I can't dance at all."
Lin Nian still didn't believe that Xin Li would harm her.

"what to do."
"If you're going to school, there's still a week until the school day."

Ren Li said.

Lin Nian didn't want to say anything more to her, so he took the paper back from her desk: "Teacher, I don't want to do anything, I'll go back first."
"good."
Ren Li smiled and nodded.

Lin took one last look at her, with complicated eyes, but a little bit disappointed and cold.

Just as Lin Nian returned to the classroom, Liu Liu leaned over and asked her, "What's the matter with you?"

"It doesn't matter."
Lin Nian smiled and didn't want to say anything more to her.

This little girl is a kind person, Lin Nian doesn't want her to worry.

But she herself is worried, she can't dance at all, is she going to make a fool of herself in front of everyone?When I got home in the afternoon, Lin Nian talked about this with Yan Tingchen, but Yan Tingchen expressed his expectation to her uncharacteristically.

Lin Nian curled his lips: "You were just joking!"
Yan Tingchen pulled her into his arms: "How could this happen?"

"Then what do you say?"
"Is it possible to practice this dance once in two days?"

"You don't have any other gigs?"
Yan Tingchen reached out and rubbed her black hair.

"no no!"
Lin Nian shook his head, "But some people say that I sing well?"

"Forget it. Then change to singing."

Yan Tingchen nodded, took out his mobile phone and sent a message, then looked up at her: "Okay."

"..."

in such a hurry? ?The corner of her mouth twitched, thinking that anyway, singing is easier than dancing.

With a slight smile on the corner of his stiff mouth, he said, "Thank you."
Yan Tingchen raised his eyebrows: "Then there is no sincerity?"

Lin Nian looked at him and said, "I think it's quite sincere."

He then pushed his arms away, struggled to get off him, and ran away.

Yan Tingchen smiled softly behind her, and didn't bother to pull her. He watched her run upstairs slowly, then turned around and continued to pick up the phone and dialed a number.

The brilliant pupils were dim, and there were only wrinkles on the brows.

"Show me, why did Lin Nian appear on the list of this school celebration performance?"

Yan Tingchen's voice was stern.

"Yes. Right there."
Yan Tingchen hung up the phone, his eyes dim.

Lin Nian is so busy that he still has time to practice singing every day after class.

A tiring day is unbearable.

Yan Tingchen specially hired a musician tutor for her. Lin Nian had to practice suddenly after returning home. Repeated practice put her under a lot of pressure. Fortunately, the teacher said that she had a talent for music.

Day after day, almost nothing big happened.

But it is worth noting that Ren Li, Lin Nian's head teacher, resigned suddenly.

That day when Lin Nian went to class, he happened to see Ren Li walking down the office building slowly with a cardboard box in her bag, her face was gloomy and her eyes were dull.

Lin Nian went up to say hello, but she looked at Lin Nian viciously, with a ferocious smile on her face, Lin Nian had never seen such an expression on her, so she was a little stunned for a while.

"Is it you? It was you who asked Yan Tingchen to fire me because I didn't help you with the registration procedures."