My Professor Shen

"Ah?" The corner of Wang Lan's mouth twitched slightly, and her expression instantly dropped. She had never heard such an unreasonable request from her boss in so many years of work, and Jiang Ling's cold image in her heart instantly fell to the bottom.

Jiang Ling used calmness to conceal her overwhelming shyness, standing there unknowingly as straight as a pine, allowing the gold medal manager to look at her.

"It's... not impossible." Wang Lan hesitated for a while and said, she has seen many handsome men and women in the entertainment industry, but she has to admit that Mr. Jiang's face is not in the slightest.

The jaw line is clear and smooth, the deep amber eyes always carry the meaning of affection, the handsome sword eyebrows even neutralize the softness of the facial features, and the inherent noble temperament is something that little stars cannot imitate. Catering to the aesthetics of the current female audience, Wang Lan seems to be able to imagine what unsuitable content will be in the barrage after the show is broadcast.If it weren't for Mr. Jiang's identity, she would never let such an excellent seedling go.

Jiang Ling felt that the eyes on her body became more and more strange. She looked like a commodity on the cabinet waiting for a price. She cleared her throat with a little discomfort and said, "You don't have to force it."

Wang Lan hurriedly replied: "No force, no force." Her boss, who is in such a good appearance, even offered to accompany her to solve her big problems, how could she dare to have any opinions.

Her gaze became more earnest, and Jiang Ling explained with a guilty conscience: "The main reason is that Chu Ran's coffee position is too big. After thinking about it, I feel that the new batch of exercises may not be able to suppress her aura."

Wang Lan nodded in agreement, but secretly cursed in her heart.

The trainees who watched from a distance gathered together in twos and threes and whispered together, but it seemed that Ji Guang, who was at the center of the whirlpool of the incident, was out of place.

"Ji Guang." Wang Lan approached and called out, wondering how to tactfully tell this little girl that the opportunity has been cut off by Mr. Jiang.

Ji Guang, who was immersed in her own world, suddenly raised her eyes. Although she didn't know what Mr. Jiang and Sister Wang were discussing, she could guess from the expression on Sister Wang's face.

Ji Guang's hopeful eyes made it even more difficult for Wang Lan to say anything. She really thought that Ji Guang was quite suitable. This superior appearance condition was not much better than Chu Ran's, and maybe it could collide with different sparks.

"Some people are always delusional." There was a low mocking voice from behind, and Lin Lulu leaned in front of the mirror and put on her lipstick.The girls who were closer heard it. They looked over in surprise and immediately understood that although Lin Lulu claimed to have entered the company with extraordinary strength, none of the trainees in the same batch knew that she and Vice President Yang were secretly Those dirty deals.

These words also fell into Ji Guang's ears, her eyes darkened, she pursed her lips, and lowered her head.

It seems that this is not the first time that they have been targeted, and there will inevitably be friction between the newcomers, but this method is too low-level, either stupid or bad, Wang Lan is a bit displeased with Ji Guang's non-competition.

"Ji Guang, do you learn classical dance?" Jiang Ling asked suddenly.

Ji Guang, who was still a little sad, suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bright, and he said in surprise: "Yes."

No wonder she was surprised. The biggest advantage of people with dance skills is good coordination and strong control over the body, but there are barriers between different dance types.Classical dance pays attention to "softness" and "positiveness", and lacks the dominance of poping. The teammates who get along day and night have not noticed it. She thought she was covering it up very well, but she didn't expect Jiang Ling to see through it at a glance.

"Is it convenient to show a part?" Jiang Ling felt a little guilty in her heart, and wanted to give her some compensation.

"Of course." Ji Guang nodded and smiled slightly. The moment she closed her eyes, Jiang Ling felt the aura around her suddenly change.

Turning around and looking up, her winking eyes are like silk, and the eyes convey the mystery of thousands of years ago. The empty and quiet practice room seems to have become a stage for her alone, appearing in the dim light, her toes are light, and her figure is light.There seems to be a melodious drum sound, the sound of the guqin is scattered and far away, the tone of the erhu is passionate, and the pipa and the harp are chords.The exercise clothes have become half-hanging sleeves, jumping and spinning, and you can feel Wu Dai's lightness in the wind.

The heart responds to the strings, and the hands respond to the drums.With the sound of the string drum, the sleeves are raised, and the snow flutters and dances.

This may be the unique charm of classical dance.

After the dance, Ji Guang's face turned red, he was panting heavily in his nose, but his eyes were full of joy.

Jiang Ling regained her composure and applauded first, and the sparse applause also echoed, "The degree of completion is very high without accompaniment, but..."

The few seconds of pause made Ji Guang feel uneasy, and her palms became even more wet.Wang Lan was puzzled. As a layman, she felt that this dance was already quite amazing, at least killing this group of trainees instantly.

"It can be seen that it is still a bit unfamiliar." Jiang Ling regretted that few people knew that her mother's only hobby was classical dancing. Marrying into Jiang's family was beyond her own interests. Those who show their smiles are intoxicated with dancing.

What Mr. Jiang said was true, Ji Guang's eyelids drooped slightly. It is true that she gradually lost her original intention of dancing because she catered to the market.

"There is a small supporting role that requires the player to have a certain foundation in classical dance. I don't know if you would like it." Jiang Ling said calmly with her hands behind her back.

She didn't boast about Haikou. As soon as Chu Ran's new play was finished, Wang Zhang submitted the proposal for his debut work. He followed Chen Ke for half a year and learned something. Yu Lan.Although a small supporting role does not have much time to play, it is closely connected with the development of the plot.

As soon as this remark came out, the surroundings instantly became quiet, and jealous and envious eyes shot at Ji Guang's back one after another.

"Willing!" Ji Guang said excitedly.

"Then you don't need to prepare for the rookie show anymore." Jiang Ling curled her lips and reminded her before leaving, "Remember to practice more."

Little did he know that Jiang Ling's idol in Ji Guang's heart was even more radiant.

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There were scattered employees in the meeting room. The donation ceremony of Puluo Primary School was the first step taken by the company’s charity project department. Although the participation of the mainstream media was temporarily canceled, as an entertainment company, the internal live broadcast is definitely a must For a few, the group also issued a notice to encourage employees who are free to work during this time to go to the conference room to watch the live broadcast.

Join in the fun, where is the most idle administrative department.

"I heard Mr. Jiang went to the scene?" Liu Qin, the supervisor, asked.

"Xiao Jiang's public welfare schedule is basically public." Xiao Wang from the brokerage department pushed his glasses.

"It's so far away, I get motion sickness, and I vomit just thinking about it." Liu Qin waved her hands in fear, her face turning pale as if she was in the scene.

"Everyone is very active." A thick male voice sounded, and the chattering conference room suddenly fell silent. Yang Wei walked in with his beautiful female secretary, and walked straight to the main seat, with a red face and a happy expression.

"Hello Vice President Yang." Everyone got up and greeted the leader.

"On weekdays, I can't find Vice President Yang at work. Today, why do you think he has time to come here to join in this boring fun?" Liu Qin poked the arm of a colleague next to him and asked in a low voice.

"Who knows." The colleagues were also very puzzled, but how could they know what the leader was thinking.

The promotional video of the project department was still playing on the electronic screen, and Yang Wei absently played with the secretary's palm under the table.

Jiang Ling, who had just walked out of the dance practice room, also came to the meeting room. When she opened the door, she met Yang Wei's eyes. Yang Wei's flash of surprise did not escape Jiang Ling's eyes.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang." Everyone got up again.

"What's going on, didn't you say Mr. Jiang was on the scene?" Liu Qin was at a loss.

"There are so many leaders, I knew they wouldn't be here." Xiao Wang was also puzzled, and his plan to catch fish fell through.

Yang Weiqiang said with a smile, "Why isn't my niece at the donation site?"

"Well, the itinerary has changed." Jiang Ling said coldly, secretly remembering Yang Wei's strange reaction in her heart.

"That's right, the mountains are high and the roads are far away. It's not convenient for you as a girl to come and go." Yang Wei smiled without changing his face, and the hand under the table kept poking on the phone screen.

[The action is cancelled. ] After waiting for a few minutes, the other party still did not reply.

Yang Wei was a little anxious in his heart, and added another sentence, 【The salary remains unchanged. 】

A few minutes later, the conversation still stopped here. In the live broadcast, the children stood neatly in a row, with clear eyes, plain clothes, and innocent faces.

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"Brother, your phone seems to be on." The younger brother pointed out the camera.

"Don't worry about it, it's important to do things." The eldest brother stared at the stage with sharp eyes, and the next thing is the ceremony, and the woman next to him is the target of this time.

There were many people at the scene, and the two of them were inconspicuous among them.

"Then let our donors hand over the materials." The principal of Puluo Primary School is an aunt in her 40s. Years of hard work makes her look older than her age.

"Miss Wen Yu, please." She called amiably, moved to the side, and made a small space on the unhardened mud.

"Thank you." Wen Yu nodded politely, "Kids, this time we have prepared 500 sets of study stationery and clothes for everyone to queue up for."

Looking at these immature faces, Wen Yu's heart softened a little.A check marked 50 was placed between Wen Yu and the principal.

"Wait!" The eldest brother shouted loudly, and quickly rushed out of the crowd.

Wen Yu was stunned for a moment, glanced at him up and down to make sure that this person was not a member of the live broadcast team sent by the company, stepped back vigilantly, and asked sharply, "Who are you?"

The elder brother who made trouble ignored her questioning, and said sharply: "Everyone, don't be deceived by her sanctimonious appearance!"

"This is fraudulent donation!"

"Your company's accounting is really top-notch. A set of schoolbags is 500 yuan, and a check for 200 million yuan has become 50 yuan!"

The publicity was temporarily canceled this time, and the security was not tight. Wen Yu winked at the fellow staff members, and a few gay men carrying equipment quietly approached the troublemakers.

The younger brother below has been recording video, clicking and snapping photos, and the screen of the live broadcast on the mobile phone is also uploaded to the Internet.

What the eldest brother said was filled with righteous indignation and drooling.

"Mr. Jiang, please explain, the money may end up in your pocket!"

"You are charitable corruption and money laundering!"

Wen Yu frowned. As soon as the name "Mr. Jiang" came out, she knew that the purpose of the visitor's trip was to deliberately frame up. If Jiang Ling hadn't temporarily canceled the media's admission and participated in the ceremony as planned, the live broadcast would be on There was an uproar on the Internet, and no matter whether the netizens were true or not, their reputations would inevitably be ruined.

She settled down: "Which media are you from?"

"Mr. Jiang first explained to us the issue of fraudulent donations. I think the netizens before the live broadcast were also very interested." The elder brother pouted, his whole body seemed to be ready to go.

Wen Yu smiled: "First, I don't know where your stamped account book came from. Second, we didn't invite the media to enter the venue today. Third..."

"I'm not Boss Jiang." She paused for a moment with a half-smile, "You even mistaken the person you framed."

The eldest brother was in a bad mood, and then panicked, and several people grabbed his arm from behind.

"What are you doing!" The younger brother who was hiding in the crowd seemed to have been discovered, and exclaimed, "Give me back the phone!"

The commotion below diverted the attention of several people, and the eldest brother took the opportunity to break free, and suddenly grabbed Wen Yu's wrist in panic.

"What are you doing! I've already called the police!" Wen Yu's strength was not as strong as a man's, and he fell to the ground after a few staggers.

The younger brother was also scurrying around below. There was a pile of extra bricks under the red brick wall that had been in disrepair. He was originally a gangster who had been doing private photography with his elder brother for several years, specifically asking for money from those celebrities.He became anxious when he heard the alarm, his eyes were forced to turn red, and he picked up a brick and threw it on the head of the staff member. Blood splashed into the child's eyes, everyone ran away, and the live broadcast equipment fell to the ground staggeringly.

The live broadcast came to an abrupt end. Jiang Ling's face was gloomy, and she was worried about Wen Yu's safety. She kicked over the chair and gritted her teeth, "Call the police! Check!"

The people below dare not show their air. Who would have thought that a simple donation could generate so many moths.

Yang Wei sat in the chair weakly, he just wanted to give Jiang Ling a reputation for being incompetent, but he didn't expect that there might be fatalities!