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

Qianqian's mother nodded repeatedly.

"Did you hear that? Teacher Hua explained it so clearly!"

Hua Qing smiled, her tone softening.

"Second, don't be timid. Everyone only has a limited time during the exam, so you must seize the opportunity to show yourself. Examiners see hundreds of candidates a day, and if you're stage-frightened, they won't even notice you. Jump confidently and show your best performance, and they will remember you."

Qianqian nodded seriously.

Qianqian's mother sighed, "Qianqian, Teacher Hua is a recipient of the Lotus Award. I searched all over Hunan Province and finally found her for you..."

Hua Qing smiled shyly, "Auntie, please don't say that..."

"What can't be said?"

Qianqian's mother said earnestly, "Teacher Hua, you are truly amazing. If my Qianqian can get into the Beijing Dance Academy, I will definitely thank you properly!"

No sooner had the words been spoken than a discordant voice rang out.

"Teacher Hua is so amazing, why didn't she go to the capital to develop her career?"

Qianqian's uncle gave a forced smile, his tone sarcastic: "Still holed up in such a small place as Hunan Normal University?"

The atmosphere at the table instantly froze.

Hua Qing's smile froze on her face, as if some sad memory had been stirred up, and her eyes dimmed.

Qianqian's mother's expression changed, and she turned around to glare angrily at her younger brother.

What an idiot!

Your niece still needs him to get into the Beijing Dance Academy! Even if you can't win him over, there's no need to offend him!

Just as she was about to speak up to smooth things over, Ding Heng put down his chopsticks.

"This is my fault."

He naturally took Hua Qing's hand and sighed, "I said I didn't want a long-distance relationship back then, but I never expected that Hua Qing would stay in Xingcheng to be with me."

Hua Qing was stunned, looking completely bewildered.

The others looked Ding Heng up and down again, but couldn't quite figure out his age.

Qianqian's mother tentatively asked, "Xiao Ding, you've been seeing Teacher Hua for so long, what do you do?"

Ding Heng smiled and said, "My family runs a business, and they insist that I stay in Xingcheng to help out."

Qianqian's mother started to fill in the blanks in her mind.

Business? What kind of business?

Having known Hua Qing for so long, she could basically tell that the other woman wasn't some lovestruck young girl.

What kind of background does Ding Heng's family have that makes Hua Qing keep such a close eye on him, even to the point of giving up her university in the capital?

Ding Heng then added with feigned emotion, "Back then, all the connections in the capital were arranged for Hua Qing, but alas, it was I who delayed her."

Qianqian's mother was startled.

Have you already found the right connections?

What's the connection with the Beijing Dance Academy?

She quickly turned her head and looked at her younger brother seriously.

"Did you hear me? Apologize to Teacher Hua!"

Qianqian's uncle looked embarrassed. Under his sister's pressure, he stood up and picked up his wine glass.

"Um... Ms. Hua, I was being tactless just now, please don't take it to heart. I apologize."

Hua Qing forced a smile and picked up her cup as well.

"fine."

After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere eased up.

Qianqian's mother held Huaqing's hand affectionately, just like she would her own daughter.

"Teacher Hua, my Qianqian has attended so many training classes and hired so many teachers, but you are the only one who can teach her real skills."

She said sincerely, "Teacher Hua, you're so young. If this were ancient times, Qianqian would be your number one disciple, your senior sister! Please help her as much as you can in the future..."

Hua Qing was overwhelmed by Qianqian's mother's enthusiasm and could only respond with "uh-huh" and "ah-ah".

After finishing their meal, the two returned to their car.

The car door closed, shutting out the noise from the outside world.

Hua Qing took a long breath, then suddenly raised her small fist and gently tapped Ding Heng's shoulder.

"Why are you talking nonsense!"

She herself didn't realize that her tone carried a hint of coquettishness, just like Zhao Yanxi's usual way of acting coquettishly towards Ding Heng.

Ding Heng grasped Hua Qing's small fist and grinned.

“My girlfriend is being bullied by someone, I can’t just stay silent, can I?”

Hua Qing blushed and pulled her hand back.

"But you can't just say things like that... like I stayed in Xingcheng for you..."

"Then what do you want me to say? Should I point my finger at him and yell at him...?"

Ding Heng put on airs: "You son of a bitch, you can't win my heart so you're resorting to sarcastic remarks about my girlfriend? Believe me or not, I'll tear your dog mouth apart!"

Hua Qing was amused by Ding Heng, but quickly put on a serious face again.

"What if Qianqian's mom thinks we have connections in the capital and asks us for help in the future?"

Ding Heng shrugged: "We'll talk about it later."

Hua Qing's heart skipped a beat when she saw his leisurely demeanor.

Could it be that Ding Heng... actually has some connection to the capital?

Although I had met Ding Heng's father once before and knew that he was just a photographer.

But since she met Ding Heng, his behavior has been far too unusual, so it's no wonder that Hua Qing always overthinks things.

Ding Heng suddenly asked again, "Is your senior going to the Beijing Dance Academy for graduate studies next year?"

Hua Qing was startled: "How did you know?"

"Never mind that, just answer me first."

"Hmm...it's not confirmed yet."

"What's there to hesitate about? Isn't the dance program at Beijing Dance Academy ten times better than that at Hunan Normal University?"

"because……"

Hua Qing opened her mouth, but in the end, she didn't say anything.

She lowered her eyes and stopped speaking.

A system notification popped up in Ding Heng's mind.

[Progress of romantic entanglement: 60%]

[Ding! The progress of the romantic connection has exceeded 60%, and the stage goal has been achieved!]

[Rewards: Divine Merit +1000, Perception +6, Skill "Sword Heart Clarity" upgraded again.]

As night deepened, the car drove onto the highway.

Two hours later, we arrived in Xingcheng.

Hua Qing parked the car at the entrance of Hubei University, and Ding Heng got out of the car.

"Drive carefully. Message me when you get to your apartment. Also, don't give me any more half-hearted replies, or else..."

Ding Heng made a gesture as if he were cracking a whip.

Hua Qing shuddered, instinctively covering her buttocks, and finally nodded in humiliation.

"I know..."

"That's a good boy!"

Ding Heng closed the car door, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.

Hua Qing sat in the driver's seat, gazing in the direction he had left, and pondered the question from earlier once more.

Since that day when she was heartbroken, she had actually made up her mind to go to the Beijing Dance Academy.

But why the sudden hesitation?

Because... you don't want a long-distance relationship?

Chapter 98: Small Toys and Jewelry

After two weeks of military training, the freshmen have resumed their normal university life.

That afternoon, after the last class, Ding Heng met Wen Jing in the cafeteria as usual.

The two found a seat by the window and sat down. Wenjing picked up a large chicken leg from her plate and put it into Ding Heng's bowl.

"Here, this is a special gift from the cafeteria lady today!"

Ding Heng didn't stand on ceremony, picked up a chicken leg and took a big bite: "Speak, what is it?"

Wenjing's eyes darted around: "What... what could possibly be wrong with me..."

Ding Heng reached out and gently pinched her cheek.

"Unsolicited kindness is always suspicious; there's no smoke without fire. You think I can't see through you?"

Wenjing's face was distorted from his pinching, and she stammered and begged for mercy.

"Ugh... let go, let go..."

Ding Heng let go of his hand and continued to gnaw on the chicken leg.

Wenjing rubbed her face and smiled sheepishly.