Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

Carleton Academy of Dance

Meng Qingning changed into the dance clothes that Murong Yuan gave her, and Cariton's dance cards were all golden in color, and the material was of high quality, it felt like nothing on her body.

Meng Qingning's skin was already fair, and after wearing this costume, it could be said to be radiantly white.

Murong Yuan looked at her and nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, Cariton's dance suit suits you very well."

After finishing speaking, he noticed that her waist-length hair was only tied in a low ponytail and hung behind her, so he asked, "Why didn't you tie your hair up, it will affect you later when you practice dancing."

"forget."

She came here with loose hair, and when she changed her clothes, she only tied her hair into a low ponytail. Now after being told by Murong Yuan, she casually tied her hair in a bun, making her look more refreshed.

"Not bad, come with me."

A Ping followed behind her, handing over a coat.

"Miss, you can put it on first."

Meng Qingning didn't refuse either, after all, there was still a long way to go to the classroom from here.

On the way to the classroom, Murong Yuan said in a rather serious tone: "The school already knew about this matter, and they promised me that they will investigate it carefully. They cherish every student and will definitely find out the truth."

"it is good."

"When you are in class from now on, just follow me and don't miss a step."

"Ah."

Meng Qingning actually has a bit of a headache. How can it be so difficult to live a new life? She really wants to live a free life, how long will it take?
Fu Jingze... When will he fall from power?
And those who have bad thoughts, when will they be extinct?

Why do people always have so many thoughts and ideas, which are obviously their own life. Now that they have come to this world, they should actively work hard to improve. Why do some people always worry about other people's lives, and even destroy the foundation of others.

I really can't figure it out.

But if she could figure it out, she wouldn't be who she is now.

Dance room
Students from all over the world gathered together to communicate because it was not yet class time.

"Hey, have you heard? There is a female student from China. I heard that Teacher Murong personally recruited her. She is very popular with Teacher Murong. She is coming to class with us today."

"How could it be possible not to hear about it? It was spread throughout the school as early as the first day, okay? I brought a lot of luggage here, it's absolutely amazing."

"She thought the school was her home, she moved so many things, do you want to live here forever?"

"I want to show off that I have a family background. Really, is there anyone who can enter Carriton? There are so many people with prominent family backgrounds. What is she showing off?"

"There are many people from prominent families, but others are different. They were recruited by Mr. Murong Yuan himself. Our Mr. Murong has always been very noble. This is the first time he has recruited students by himself. Maybe she will be the champion in any competition in the future. It's gone."

Everyone: "..."

"Hey, Jiang Wanling, you are also Chinese, do you know the newcomer?"

Jiang Wanling also passed the exam from China. She got into Carriton after a lot of effort, but after she got in, she found that she still didn't fit in with this group of people.

Most of the people here have excellent conditions, unlike her...

She couldn't afford to offend anyone, so she could only smile slightly and said, "I don't really know, I usually don't pay much attention to these things."

"Hey, what are you asking her for? The poor people in Wanling's family, how could they know the rich lady?"

"Yes."

A group of people looked at Jiang Wanling with disdain and disgust.

Faced with these gazes, Jiang Wanling's hand hanging at the side immediately clenched into a fist and bit her lower lip, but she didn't dare to reply.

A person rushed over to protect her.

"What are you talking about? What's wrong with Wanling's family being poor? Do you deserve to be laughed at for being poor? I don't know how much better they dance than you. If you have time to talk about others here, you might as well go back and practice more. Otherwise, don't do it when the time comes." If you are talking about a dance champion, I'm afraid you won't even be eligible for the competition!"

The girl who rushed out was Zhang Shuangjiang, also a girl from China, with a cheerful personality and a sense of loyalty. She had never been used to these people bullying Jiang Wanling, so she often stood up for her.

When Murong Yuan brought Meng Qingning into the classroom, what he heard was Zhang Shuangjiang's words.

She looked over and saw an arrogant girl protecting another girl behind her, and the girl behind her looked cowardly.

"What are you doing?"

Murong Yuan's slightly cold voice sounded in the classroom, all the girls were startled, their faces changed, and they all returned to the positions they should return to.

Meng Qingning glanced at Murong Yuan in surprise.

As far as his sloppy appearance before, she thought he was like this in class, but she didn't expect him to have a different appearance standing in the classroom.

When he came to school that day, Meng Qingning felt that he had become different. When he was at school and not at school, he was completely two people.

Now, after entering the classroom, hearing his words and the reactions of other students, Meng Qingning could be more sure.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

If Murong Yuan talked foolishly like before outside, then she would really feel that this person is unreliable, but it's different now.

She walked in behind Murong Yuan.

The classroom that was noisy just now has also become extremely quiet now. Everyone looked at Murong Yuan in front of them and dared not say a word.

Murong Yuan looked around for a week, then landed on Meng Qingning, his gaze didn't look like it was outside, he only waved at her.

"come over."

Meng Qingning followed, and Murong Yuan brought her in front of everyone.

"Let me introduce to you, this is a new classmate Meng Qingning. I used to learn dance with you every day. There is still half a year before the God of Dance competition. I hope everyone can use their best to cope with the competition."

Having said that, Murong Yuan paused for a while, and didn't look at anyone, but what he said meant something.

"I hope that your energy is only on dancing, instead of paying attention to other insignificant things."

Facing Murong Yuan's fierce eyes and tone, everyone dared not speak, they were obviously afraid of him.

Soon, the breath on Murong Yuan's body subsided a little, and he turned to Meng Qingning.

"Please introduce yourself to everyone."

Meng Qingning glanced at him and felt that his tone was rare and gentle at this time, so she nodded and took a few steps forward.

"Hello, I'm Meng Qingning, please give me your advice in the future."

The girl stood there, her golden dance costume made her shine brightly, and the ball head that was casually tied up was refreshing and a little bit playful and lazy.

Coupled with her delicate and beautiful facial features, standing there is like a beautiful white swan.

Everyone looked at her and looked at each other, obviously feeling the threat from Meng Qingning.