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

【Lucky Zhao】: [Kitten spinning around.gif]

【Lucky Zhao】: [Goodnight kitten.jpg]

[Ding Heng]: Good night.

After dealing with Zhao Yanxi, Ding Heng put away his phone and went to wash up. His three roommates continued chatting, and the topic had shifted from the confession wall to the girls in their class.

Qian Pu asked, "We're having a class meeting tomorrow. Do you think our class has anything interesting to show?"

Liu Chiwang chuckled: "I've already inquired about it."

"So fast?"

"When I went to submit my materials to the counselor today, I secretly glanced at our class roster, and their ID photos were all pasted on."

"How about it?"

"In my own opinion, the most beautiful one is... Bai Zhiya."

Chen Mo pushed up his glasses: "Bai Zhiya? It's a nice name."

"That guy, even his ID photo has this innocent vibe, those nose and eyes..."

Liu Chiwang exaggeratedly described it in his Northeastern dialect.

Qian Pu listened with great interest and then asked, "How does it compare to Lao Ding's cafeteria girl?"

Liu Chiwang thought for a moment and shook his head seriously: "That can't compare. Old Ding's girl is definitely on par with this year's school beauty."

"really……"

"I feel like I'm just like Lao Ding; sooner or later, my confession will be posted on the confession wall."

Ding Heng came out of the restroom and happened to hear the last few sentences.

His tone was both joking and warning: "Don't spread rumors about me about her being a school beauty or not."

Liu Chiwang chuckled: "Don't worry, Lao Ding, I know what I'm doing."

Qian Pu nodded, "I understand, I understand."

Chen Mo didn't say anything, he just smiled.

Ding Heng lay back on the bed and didn't say anything more.

Food guarding?

A little.

But more than anything, I'm worried.

Given Little White Rabbit's personality, if she were to be promoted as a "school beauty," she probably wouldn't be able to handle the subsequent backlash.

I can offer a few words of advice to the few people in the dorm, but there are so many mouths to feed outside.

No, we have to think of a way to find someone to take the blame for Wenjing.

Whoever wants to be the freshman campus beauty can have it!

……

The next morning.

At seven o'clock sharp, Ding Heng woke up.

I picked up my phone; three messages.

First, be quiet.

【Good Luck Xiao Jing】: [Good morning, little rabbit.jpg].

The accompanying photo is a selfie of her just after waking up; her hair is messy, her eyes aren't fully open, and she looks sleepy and cute.

The second one is Zhao Yanxi.

[Lucky Zhao]: [Image]

[Lucky Zhao]: My first breakfast in college!

Article 3 – Hua Qing.

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: I promised about yesterday.

The short line conveyed reluctance and an unyielding pride.

Ding Heng raised an eyebrow.

He could almost picture Hua Qing eagerly trying out the ointment after returning to her dorm room yesterday.

When she discovered that it could really restore her left foot to normal, she was shocked, overjoyed, and then tossed and turned all night.

They sent me a message first thing this morning.

Firstly, I was afraid he would change his mind.

Secondly, they wanted to seize the initiative.

After replying to Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing, Ding Heng put down his phone and got out of bed to wash up.

As for Hua Qing, let's wait and see!

……

Four o'clock in the afternoon, at the dance studio of Hunan Normal University.

Hua Qing pushed open the door and instantly sensed that something was wrong.

The dance studio is unusually quiet today...

Hua Qing continued walking inside, nonchalantly arriving at her seat. Just as she put her bag down, she suddenly heard a shout from behind her.

"Sister Qing."

Lin Man and Xiao Huaqing were in the same year and were also core members of the dance team, making them strong contenders for the lead dancer position.

Despite the competition, Hua Qing and her level were never on the same level from beginning to end; she was roughly equivalent to a Premier League starter playing as a substitute in the Chinese Super League.

Lin Man walked over and asked with feigned concern, "Sister Qing, are you alright?"

Hua Qing remained expressionless: "What?"

Lin Man sighed, "When we came back from the holiday to practice dancing, Sister Qing, you made us practice extra every day, but you only did the positioning and didn't do any movements. We were all worried that you might have something you couldn't tell us."

We're all sisters, so feel free to tell me anything, and we'll face it together! I'm just worried about what might happen if the performance is delayed…

Hua Qing didn't say anything.

The truth came to light faster than she had imagined.

That's true. Given her current state, no matter how well she disguises herself, it's impossible for her not to be noticed.

Lin Man sighed deeply, her expression sincere: "Sister Qing, don't push yourself too hard. Your health is the most important thing. Our dance team is a collective; if you retire, someone else will always fill in..."

"Lin Man".

Dance instructor Li Yun suddenly appeared, interrupting the conversation, and slowly walked between the two.

She glanced at Hua Qing, then at Lin Man, her expression complicated: "Hua Qing, come out with me for a moment."

Hua Qing didn't move: "Teacher, just say what you have to say here."

Li Yun hesitated for a moment, then cleared her throat.

"Um, Hua Qing... everyone has heard about your foot injury."

You are a pillar of our entire Dance Department at Hunan Normal University, and everyone cares about you! If you really have a health problem, don't push yourself. The welcome party isn't a particularly important stage; someone else can fill in. You should rest and recover; that's the most important thing.

Lin Man lowered her head, the corners of her mouth slightly turned up, then quickly suppressed them.

She had waited far too long for this opportunity!

Hua Qing paused for two seconds, then turned and walked to the dressing room to change into her dance clothes. She then took out some ointment from her bag and applied it evenly to her left ankle.

The transparent ointment melts on the skin, feeling cool, and then slowly warms up.

That familiar feeling is back.

Left foot, ankle, calf, toes – sensation.

Complete perception!

"Teacher, shall I warm up?"

Before Li Yun could answer, Hua Qing had already walked to the center of the rehearsal hall.

The music wasn't on.

But she doesn't need music.

Starting stance.

Touch the ground with your left foot, rotate your body, and extend your arms.

There was no music, only Hua Qing's own breathing and heartbeat; every movement was precise, powerful, and full of beauty.

Spin.

jump.

Landing.

The dance studio was completely silent.

Lin Man's expression froze on her face.

Hua Qing turned around, raised her head, and looked as proud as a white crane.

"Practice your moves well, know your own limitations, and don't be overly ambitious. Whether the welcome party is important or not, it's a rare stage, so make the most of it and take it seriously."

She changed her clothes, picked up her bag, and walked out.

Li Yun quickly chased after her, calling out, "Hua Qing! Hua Qing, wait!"

Hua Qing stopped in front of the elevator and turned around.

Li Yun smiled broadly: "Um, don't take what I said earlier to heart. Your teacher was just concerned about you, worried that your health might not be up to par..."

Hua Qing's expression was indifferent: "Thank you for your concern, teacher."