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

Suddenly, someone shouted.

Wow, there's a handsome guy!

Where?

"At the door! Look!"

"Hey, what a handsome guy! Who are you looking for?"

Several girls turned their heads to look at the same time.

At the entrance of the dance studio, Ding Heng's gaze briefly met Hua Qing's.

Hua Qing suddenly stood up, rushed over, and pulled Ding Heng away.

"How did you get in! Wasn't the downstairs door locked?"

"I have a brilliant plan..."

Ding Heng gave a perfunctory reply and continued looking into the dance studio, which angered Hua Qing so much that she covered his eyes.

"Senior, don't block me! I haven't had enough of those long, white-stockinged legs yet."

Hua Qing pinched him in annoyance.

"What are you looking at! Just one whiff of your sweat inside would make you faint."

"Real or fake smell?"

"abnormal!"

Hua Qing cursed and dragged him towards the stairwell.

Inside the dance studio, the girls were in an uproar.

"Is that Hua Qing's boyfriend?"

"Oh my god, he's so handsome!"

"Wow, he's so tall, he must be at least 185cm!"

"You're pretty too, are you from our school?"

"It shouldn't be, I've never seen it before..."

……

Lin Man stood there silently.

Her gaze followed the direction in which Ding Heng disappeared, her brows furrowing slightly.

She remembered their last meeting; the two of them were talking in the teahouse, and then... what happened next?

Lin Man couldn't remember.

All I remember is that when I came to my senses, Ding Heng was already gone.

She felt something was off at the time, and after going back and thinking about it over and over again, she still couldn't figure it out.

Seeing Ding Heng again now, that curiosity was inevitably piqued once more.

Lin Man's phone suddenly vibrated, and she picked it up and looked down at it.

[Ding Heng]: Senior Lin, can I do you a favor...?

In the stairwell.

Hua Qing pinned Ding Heng against the wall: "How did you find me? You didn't even send me a message."

Ding Heng smiled and reached out to hug her: "I missed you, senior."

Hua Qing symbolically pushed him away: "Don't be so affectionate, I'm covered in sweat."

"I don't mind."

Ding Heng put his arm around Hua Qing's soft and slender waist.

"Besides, you're going to the capital next year, so can't I be a little more affectionate with you now?"

Hua Qing muttered "pervert" again, but her body no longer resisted.

"How much longer until you finish, senior?"

"It'll probably take at least another hour."

"Then I'll wait for you downstairs."

"Go away... Don't come up here to peek again!"

"Good good."

Ding Heng turned and went downstairs.

Hua Qing stood in the stairwell, watching his figure disappear around the corner, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved into a smile.

Then she took a deep breath, put on a serious face, and went back to the dance studio.

"Have you rested enough? Let's get back to training!"

Around 11 o'clock, the team members came downstairs one after another.

Ding Heng leaned against the car and waited. When he saw Hua Qing come out, he went straight to greet her.

Then, in front of everyone, he hugged her and gave her a gentle kiss.

"Wow!!!"

"My senior is so sweet!!"

"One more kiss! One more kiss!!"

The dance troupe erupted in cheers and shouts.

Hua Qing was a little stunned by Ding Heng's sudden kiss. She only realized what was happening after Ding Heng released her, and blushed as she playfully punched him.

What are you doing!

"hey-hey……"

Ding Heng smiled knowingly, offered no further explanation, and gestured for her to get into his car.

As the car drove out of the campus, Hua Qing sat in the passenger seat, her face still slightly flushed.

Where to go this afternoon?

"Just wander around for a bit, then I'll give my senior a surprise tonight."

"A surprise? What surprise?"

Ding Heng smiled but remained silent.

In the afternoon, the two spent their time like any ordinary couple, shopping, eating, and watching movies.

Hua Qing tried to ask what the "surprise" was several times, but Ding Heng changed the subject each time.

At 10 p.m., the car was parked in front of the Chujiang Hotel.

Hua Qing stared at the revolving door, her heart suddenly skipping a beat.

The last time I was here... in the presidential suite, that dance, those photos, and what happened afterward.

Hua Qing's face felt a little hot again.

As they got out of the car and entered the elevator, Ding Heng suddenly reached out and covered Hua Qing's eyes.

"Don't peek."

Hua Qing's vision went black, and her heart began to race.

As the elevator went up, she could feel it moving, but she didn't know which floor it had reached.

But it stopped shortly afterward, which didn't seem like they were going to the presidential suite on the 27th floor.

Ding Heng manipulated Hua Qing to turn left and right, finally pushing open a door.

"Surprise!"

A dozen or so people cheered in unison.

Ding Heng released his grip, revealing a huge entertainment room in front of him.

Dining tables, karaoke, billiards, even board games and mahjong... everything you could want.

A banner hung on the wall, red background with white lettering: "Warmly congratulate our team captain on being accepted into the Beijing Dance Academy for graduate studies!"

The dance team members stood in a circle and applauded and cheered for Hua Qing.

Hua Qing looked at the banner, then at Ding Heng, her expression complicated.

She leaned close to Ding Heng's ear and whispered, "When did I say we were going to celebrate? Why didn't you discuss it with me?"

Ding Heng replied softly, "Isn't this to give my senior a surprise?"

Before Hua Qing could speak again, Lin Man rushed up, grabbed Hua Qing's arm, and pressed her into the main seat.

"Senior! Do you know how good your boyfriend is to you? He put so much thought into preparing a surprise for you!"

Hua Qing was stunned for a moment, while Lin Man continued to mutter in an exaggerated tone.

"He took care of everything: booking the venue, choosing the time, notifying everyone, arranging the process... He even specifically told us not to tell you, just to give you a surprise today."

Everyone has vanity to some extent.

Hua Qing initially thought Ding Heng was making a mountain out of a molehill, but after hearing Lin Man's words, she felt a sweet warmth in her heart.

Ding Heng... has he gone to so much trouble for me again?

However, she was still a little puzzled—why was Lin Man there too?

Didn't Ding Heng know that he and she didn't get along?

And judging from this situation, she seems to be one of the organizers?

Ding Heng closed the door and glanced around the entire private room.

It has to be said that dance troupe gatherings are a feast for the eyes.

There were over twenty girls, all with long legs.