"Report." Mu Meng was in front of the office, looking down at his feet, waiting for the teacher's answer. Looking down at her feet is a habit developed for many years, and it will only show up when her emotions reach the lowest end. Only Ouyang Man and Wan Ben know about this, so at this time it can be said to be more special than a special period.
"Come in." Teacher Meng looked up, then said, "Mu Meng, you are here!"
"Well, teacher."
"Yes, this is your high heels, or I gave it to my girlfriend when I was your age!" Teacher Meng said with a full face of happiness, "You take it for training first, maybe your girlfriend will be a few days later. Will I give you a pair too?"
"report"
"Come in, Mu Qing, what's the matter?" Teacher Meng patted his head, "Why forgot, I called you here, people have a bad memory when they are old." Where are we old? It looks like someone in their twenties.
"Yeah." The three looked at each other.
"By the way, next week will officially start. Since you two are the hosts, you two have to rehearse first, and then go to the broadcast room to practice every evening self-study!"
"Yeah, okay" the unanimous voice once again made Teacher Meng couldn't help laughing.
"You two go back to class first, don't forget to come to study in the evening."
"Well, good" this time in unison, Mr. Meng fell into memory again.
"I'll go out first." An unprovoked quarrel pulled Teacher Meng out of his thoughts. It turned out that Mu Qing and Mu Meng were arguing about who should go out first.
Soon it was their first rehearsal, but the first stumble was more than expected.
"What's great about you, isn't it that you have received professional studies? Are you the male god of some female classmates? They don't necessarily like you if they know you are like this!"
"What about you? Aren't you the goddess of a group of silly boys? And it's still an inner character, or a Cinderella who can't even afford high heels without a prince." Mu Meng quietly looked at the high heels on his feet , "What's the matter? Did it hit your mind?" At this time, Mu Qing didn't care about the teardrops on Mu Meng's face, maybe he just didn't see it.
As Mu Meng squatted down, Ouyang Man carried a bag of things to the broadcasting room, and then Mu Qing said: "Our cute baby is not a Cinderella without high heels, and there is no need for a prince to put on crystal shoes for her. "I turned around and said to Mu Meng: "I bought my eighteenth birthday gift a long time ago, but it's still a long time before your birthday. Now I think you will need it. Let's try it and see if you are in harmony. Feet, do they look good?"
"Well, it looks good. It fits well, thank you." This touch made her not know how to make her words perfect. The three of them patronized Mu Meng's new high heels, ignoring Teacher Meng who was watching silently. The three people watched Mu Meng walking around wearing high heels, and saw that Mu Meng was almost familiar with high heels. Even Wan Muqing happily forgot that this was their first official contact.
Obviously it was a bad start, but because of Ouyang Man's gifts, everything seemed to go smoother again. This is Mu Meng's first pair of high heels, and it is precisely because of this pair of high heels that they have left many memories of their first cooperation.
At this time, Mu Meng suddenly gave Ouyang Man a hug. He obviously had a lot to say to you, but he couldn't say anything when he was excited. Mu Meng, who was too excited, finally said only three words to Ouyang Man: "Thank you." Thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I don't know how to deal with it.