When school was over, Han Xiaotu followed Nangong Zeye and walked towards the school gate together.

Halfway through, Han Xiaotu was suddenly attracted by the poster on the bulletin board.

"Young master, young master—" Han Xiaotu stopped and called the young master in front of him.

Hearing this, Nangong Zeye subconsciously turned around and walked to Han Xiaotu's side.

At this time, Han Xiaotu has already been attracted by the "New Year's Party Promotional Poster". For Han Xiaotu who has never been to school, the New Year's Party is definitely a new thing.

"Master, what is this for?"

Han Xiaotu asked the young master expectantly, as if he was very interested in the various performances in the poster.

"It's the welcome party."

Nangong Sawano replied disdainfully, every year after recruiting new students, the school will hold a welcome party, with a lively and lively atmosphere, getting to know new students, etc., it is nothing more than singing and dancing performances.

"..."

The young master's answer was obviously no answer.

"Master—"

"What are you doing again?" Seeing that Han Xiaotu was still looking at the poster expectantly, Nangong Zeye looked at her speechlessly for a while.

"I -- can I attend this party?" Han Xiaotu turned her head, looked at the young master with sparkling eyes, walked over and grabbed the young master's sleeve involuntarily.

"..." Nangong Zeye raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect Han Xiaotu to be interested in these things.

"I want to sign up for this—" Han Xiaotu poked her finger at the lower right corner of the poster, "Dance troupe."

"If I sign up for this dance troupe, will I be able to perform and dance with many people?" Han Xiaotu felt happy when he thought about it. Since he was a child, he was very envious of those dancers who danced on TV. If you have the opportunity to try it yourself, of course you are looking forward to it.

"En." The young master nodded, but was caught by Han Xiaotu's glowing face.

"Master—may I?"

Afraid of the young master's refusal, Han Xiaotu continued to emit "poor and pitiful" light waves, grabbed the young master's sleeves with both hands and swayed from side to side.

"..."

Han Xiaotu's coquettish technique has really been practiced to the point of perfection, Nangong Zeye's heart softened for a moment, so he let go.

On the way back, the corners of Han Xiaotu's mouth almost reached his ears.

What an idiot! ~

Nangong Zeye secretly scolded Han Xiaotu for being so happy and stupid, and at the same time felt inexplicably happy because of Han Xiaotu's bright smile.

So the next day, Han Xiaotu took the registration form to the art center and handed her registration form to the person in charge of the party.

In the afternoon, Han Xiaotu received a notice that she was asked to gather with other applicants at the art center tomorrow afternoon, and then rehearse together under the guidance of the teacher.

Back home at night, Han Xiaotu hummed happily while helping the young master clean the room, like a happy little sparrow.

"Hello—Han Xiaotu——"

The young master suddenly walked into the room, holding a book "Fundamentals and Quick Courses of Dance" in his hand.

"What's the matter, master?"

Han Xiaotu immediately stood upright in front of the young master.

"Aren't you going to rehearse and dance tomorrow?" The corner of the young master's lips curled up into an imperceptible smile, "I am in a good mood today, so I want to train you in advance to save you from making a fool of yourself tomorrow."

Immediately, Han Xiaotu was moved to the point of tears.

The young master is really kind to her!

It is so touching that he is willing to rehearse better for her, and is willing to spend his precious "playing time" to train himself!

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