Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

Wenjing quickly stood up straight and gave a proper military salute, her little face tense.

"Sir! Please issue the mission!"

Ding Heng suppressed a laugh and issued the order in a serious manner.

“I order you to go shopping with Zhao Yanxi this weekend under the pretext of buying autumn clothes. Ask her for advice and then ask me to reimburse you afterwards.”

Wenjing scratched her head: "Why did we have to invite Yan hope along?"

In her opinion, Zhao Yanxi = spending more money!

"Snapped."

Ding Heng gently tapped her on the head!

Do soldiers need to know the reason for their mission?

"Well……"

Wenjing covered her head, looking aggrieved.

"Repeat the task I gave you."

Wenjing sniffed and obediently repeated.

"I'll go shopping with Yan hope over the weekend under the pretext of buying autumn clothes, and ask her for advice. I'll ask you to reimburse me afterwards."

"anything else?"

"It has to be beautiful..."

"Speak louder."

Wenjing raised her voice.

It has to be good-looking!

"besides."

"No saving money allowed!"

"Ah."

Ding Heng nodded in satisfaction, then asked again, "Can you guarantee the completion of the mission?"

Wenjing nodded vigorously, her eyes sparkling.

"Sir, soldier Wenjing guarantees to complete the mission!"

Ding Heng smiled and reached out to rub her cheek again.

It's soft, smooth, and tender, with the same great feel as always.

"Alright, let's go eat."

Wenjing hummed in agreement, then cheerfully took Ding Heng's arm, and together they walked toward the cafeteria.

After walking a few steps, Ding Heng's phone vibrated, so he took it out and glanced at it.

[Lin Hu Leads the Way]: I found out that Senior Hua Qing will be going to Wuling this weekend to tutor four art exam girls in dance for two days.

[Linhu Guides the Way]: [Address]

Chapter 95: The Fairy's Punishment

It takes nearly two hours to drive from Xingcheng to Wuling.

At 9:00 a.m., a white new energy vehicle drove into the underground parking lot of an office building in Wuling.

Hua Qing turned off the engine, got out of the car, took a suitcase and a dance bag from the trunk, and dragged them into the elevator.

Take the elevator up to the fifteenth floor, and at the end of the corridor is a dance studio.

She pushed open the door, turned on the light, and changed into her dance practice clothes.

The tight-fitting black workout clothes accentuated her slender waist and smooth back lines.

The neckline is a standard dance round neck, revealing a section of fair neck.

She wore a pair of pure white dance leggings that tightly hugged her slender legs, extending from her waist to her ankles, outlining her straight and well-proportioned leg lines.

She stood in front of the mirror, re-tied her hair, and secured it with a hair tie.

At 9:20, footsteps and parents' laughter could be heard in the corridor.

The door was pushed open, and several girls were brought in by their respective parents.

"Teacher Hua! It's been a long time!"

The woman in the lead was a middle-aged woman in her early forties, dressed elegantly, and clearly from a wealthy family.

She greeted Hua Qing with a smile and slipped a room key into her hand.

"Teacher Hua, you've come all this way. The hotel has been booked for you, the usual place. Get some rest tonight, you'll have another long day tomorrow."

Hua Qing took the room key: "Thank you, Qianqian's mom, you're too kind."

"Of course, of course."

Qianqian's mother chuckled and joked, "The girls have been talking about you at home for a long time, saying they miss Teacher Hua."

Several girls standing behind lowered their heads upon hearing this, their expressions subtle.

think?

Thinking what?

Want to get beaten up?

The parents exchanged a few more pleasantries and then left one after another.

The door closed, and the dance studio fell silent.

Hua Qing turned around and faced the girls.

All four girls were art students. When they saw Hua Qing's gaze sweep over them, they all shrank their necks in unison, like four frightened quails.

Hua Qing's temperament is naturally aloof, and when she gets serious, she exudes an aura that keeps strangers at bay.

She took an electronic scale out of her bag and placed it on the ground.

"Change clothes, and as usual, weigh yourself first."

The girls exchanged glances, their expressions growing increasingly grim.

Hua Qing added, "Let's make this clear in advance: with the exams getting closer, the punishments have to be increased. From now on, it'll be ten strokes per pound!"

"what!?"

The girl named Qianqian was the first to speak up: "Teacher Hua, ten strokes is a bit too much!"

"Yes, yes!"

Another girl chimed in, "Wasn't it fifth grade before?"

Hua Qing's eyes were cold: "The past is the past, and the present is the present. Do you think the examiner will give you a high score just because you plead for leniency?"

The girls were speechless after being rebuked and slunk away to the changing room to change their clothes.

A short while later, the four people came out after changing into their dance practice clothes and stood in a row.

Hua Qing pointed to the electronic scale: "Xiao Zhu, you go first."

Compared to the dance students, the girl called Xiao Zhu is a little "chubby". She is 1.68 meters tall and weighs 88 kilograms, which is considered "overweight" in this industry.

She stepped onto the scale with trepidation.

Hua Qing glanced down at the table, her face expressionless: "Eighty-eight jin, you've gained half a jin."

Xiao Zhu said plaintively, "Teacher Hua, I... I just ate a little bit more these past few days..."

"Half a jin, five times."

Hua Qing picked up the pointer she had prepared in advance and pointed to the barre next to her: "Lie down properly."

Xiao Zhu stared wide-eyed, her eyes pleading pitifully.

Hua Qing remained unmoved.

Xiao Zhu had no choice but to move to the barre, hold it with both hands, and bend over.

"Snapped."

The pointer fell, striking her buttocks precisely.

"what!"

Xiao Zhu shuddered in pain.

"Snapped."

"Well……"

"Snapped."

"Woooo..."

After five lashes, Xiao Zhu covered her bottom and retreated to the side with tears in her eyes.

Hua Qing remained expressionless: "Next."

The next two girls were lucky; one didn't gain any weight, while the other actually lost two ounces, and they passed by sheer luck.

Finally, it was Qianqian's turn.

Qianqian is the best among them. She is tall, sweet-looking, and her family fully supports her. Hua Qing has always thought highly of her.

She stepped onto the scale.

The numbers jump, then finally freeze.

Hua Qing stared at the number, stunned.

"Ninety-six jin?"

She looked up at Qianqian, her eyes filled with disbelief: "Last month you weighed a little over 90 pounds, and you've gained more than 6 pounds in just one month?!"