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Chapter 46 "Sending Two Exchange Students Over"

Fu Zhi withdrew her little hand, and patted his shoulder again to pat off the snowflakes on his shoulder, "I don't care about you, I'm afraid you'll stain my carpet."

Duan Zheng looked at her with a half-smile, "Well, you don't need to explain, I didn't think much about it."

Fu Zhi: "...QAQ"

She took her coat and hung it aside, and couldn't help asking: "Do you want something to eat?"

"Huh?" Duan Zheng leaned over slightly, and said word by word: "Is it okay?"

"...Yes!" Fu Zhi frowned, tilted her head slightly, and asked, "It's just something to eat, what's wrong?"

Duan Zheng reached out to take off the suit jacket, and put it aside, picked up the small blanket that Fu Zhi had thrown in the corner just now, folded it and put it on the sofa.

Duan Zheng didn't know what he thought of, and the corners of his lips curled up in a slight arc, which was gentle and charming.

Fu Zhi reheated the dishes prepared last night, and made sweet and sour pork ribs for Duan Zheng.

Duan Zheng ate at a moderate pace, looking extraordinarily gentle.

Fu Zhi picked up a piece of pork liver and bit it, she really couldn't accept the taste of pork liver.

"Duan Zheng."

"Ok?"

Duan Zheng put it on the chopsticks and listened to her.

"You continue to eat." Fu Zhi said softly, "How can the pork liver be more delicious?"

Duan Zheng: "... Shall I help you?"

He thought for a while, and added, "I can't teach you this dish, and you will never look for me again after I teach you..."

Fu Zhi rubbed the tip of her nose, "...No, I didn't look for you either?!"

Duan Zheng hummed lightly, and fed the short ribs to Fu Zhi's mouth.

"Well, you didn't, but—"

"what?"

"That's what you think!!"

Fu Zhi was forced to eat a small rib, and for some reason she couldn't eat anything else.

—

After about ten minutes, Duan Zheng wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen.

Fu Zhi was sitting on the carpet, poking around this messy puzzle.

Fu Zhi didn't even notice when he passed by.

"Fu Jiujiu!"

He leaned over and whispered in his ear.

Fu Zhi seemed to be taken aback, and accidentally touched the edge of the puzzle, and then, the crackling puzzle fell apart.

"..."

Fu Zhi glared at Duan Zheng, took a peeled orange and stuffed it directly into his mouth, "You, shut up."

Duan Zheng reached out and rubbed her little head, and said softly:
"Fu Jiujiu."

"Do you want your brother to feel distressed to death?"

He reached out to hold the little girl's wrist, and rolled up his sleeves.

There was a large bruise on the arm, which looked particularly distressing.

Fu Zhi squeezed his hand and opened it finger by finger.

"It wasn't hit by someone," she added after a pause, "It looks serious, but it doesn't hurt much."

Duan Zheng frowned: "If it gets any worse, you'll be in the hospital."

Fu Zhi: "..."

She whispered: "...It's not that serious, don't tell my brother, if he knows, he should scold me again!"

Duan Zheng raised his hand and poked her forehead, "You are afraid that your brother will scold you, but you are not afraid that I will scold you, huh?"

"...Don't be afraid," Fu Zhi moved vQ aside cautiously, "You're not my brother!"

Duan Zheng: "..."

"My brother will beat me up when he's angry, but you won't, at most you just ignore me!"

Duan Zheng: "...QvQ"

Because of Fu Zhi's words, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Duan Zheng hummed softly, "It's also—"

"If I were your brother, I wouldn't be able to chase you. What's the point of life if I can't marry you?"

After finishing speaking, Duan Zheng rubbed Fu Zhi's little head, and said softly, "Go to bed early, I'm going back, and I'll take you to the competition venue tomorrow."

—

The next day, Saturday.

Fu Zhi put the prepared stomach-nourishing breakfast at Duan Zheng's door early in the morning.

Then, I stopped the car and went to the center of the venue.

This is an event organized by Cheng Siyan's cousin Tan Zhengyu.

Fu Zhi and Tan Zhengyu often meet when they take students to participate in competitions.

So, she was invited too.

Moreover, the dance teachers of the two have a very good relationship, and they once wanted to match them up.

As soon as Fu Zhi appeared, Tan Zhengyu saw Fu Zhi at a glance.

"Zhizhi, here!"

The man was wearing a white sweater and black sweatpants, simple and clean.

Fu Zhi nodded her head at him, then walked in his direction, "Senior Tan..."

Tan Zhengyu hummed lightly, and introduced to several well-known dancers in the industry: Well, this is my junior sister Fu Zhi, who is indeed the best-looking, but also the most disobedient one.

Fu Zhi didn't refute either, and Tan Zhengyu introduced many celebrities in the industry to her while walking.

He just felt that with Fu Zhi's talent, he was a bit inferior to being a dance teacher.

Of course Fu Zhi knew what he was thinking, pulled Tan Zhengyu aside, and said softly: "Senior Tan, you also know my physical condition, being able to be a dance teacher and train new talents for the dance world is already considered a misfortune Fortunately."

Tan Zhengyu put his hands on the railing, looked at the children playing on the snow downstairs, and then slowly said: "Where there is light, there is hope. If you can, I hope you have a try... "

He paused for a while and said, "And you are an existence like light. Taking a step back, there is no harm in getting to know a famous dancer in the industry. Maybe you can meet the person you most want to see in your life by accident!"

Fu Zhi's lips curved slightly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Senior Tan..."

"Ah."

"You really shouldn't be a dance teacher, you should study psychology, you are very good at consoling people!"

"It's okay." Tan Zhengyu replied, "I'm just advising you alone. After all, you are a student of my master's good friend, and this is all part of your job..."

But at this moment, Tan Zhengyu suddenly thought of something, and said: "Don't leave when it's over, I'll send you two exchange students there."

Fu Zhi: "...?"

She raised her eyes slightly and glanced at him, "You are serious, don't, do I regret it now?"

Tan Zhengyu reached out and rubbed the tip of his nose, "Well, Zhi Zhi...how about—"

"Marriage? Marriage is also fine, I don't choose."

Fu Zhi: "..."

—

Fu Zhi was sitting in the auditorium, watching the performance of Tan Zhengyu's students, the corners of her lips slightly raised.

She turned her head slightly, and whispered to Tan Zhengyu beside her, "Your student is very good."

Tan Zhengyu pulled the corner of his lower lip lightly, "It's over, don't go, I have something to tell you."

Fu Zhi hummed lightly and said nothing else.

After about two hours, when the performance was coming to an end, Tan Zhengyu told Fu Zhi repeatedly not to leave early, so Fu Zhi sat aside and waited.

Suddenly, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated, Fu Zhi took out the mobile phone from his pocket and looked at it.

[Duan Dangdang: I'm off work, do you want my brother to pick you up? 】

(End of this chapter)