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Chapter 597
Fang Muyan looked over, and a familiar face came into view.

The dance teacher who was sitting in the corner and swiping his mobile phone was the one who was bribed by his father to give him a zero score a few years ago.

Although it has been a long time, the feeling of humiliation is still so strong.Now he is the director of F Entertainment, but when he sees her, he still feels flushed.

Maybe his gaze was too targeted, the teacher seemed to feel something, raised his head, and met his eyes.

She frowned, and felt that this face seemed familiar, but she had seen eight thousand trainees if not ten thousand, so how could she remember him who only met once!

Music sounded slowly in the hall, and Fang Muyan sat on the right side of several teachers.

This stage is too similar to that time, watching those students dancing and singing on the stage.Fang Muyan felt the impulse in his heart burn again.

His feet couldn't help but beat to the music. Not everyone on this stage performed well, but he was still very envious.

Finally it was He Mengya's turn to take the stage, her name appeared on the screen, and the audience burst into applause.

She was wearing a pair of shorts and a casual camisole on her upper body, which perfectly outlined her slender figure.Her brisk, confident dance moves make her glamorous.

This girl has a special magnetic field on stage that makes it impossible to look away.

After the dance assessment is over, the next step is the vocal performance.After several months of training, the already excellent voice became more stable and magnetic, and several instructors applauded it again and again.

After all the people showed up, the teachers announced the top five with the best grades, and He Mengya, who had won a lot of applause, ranked first again.I thought this weekly exam was over, but who knew that the sound of music reminded me again.

It turns out that after the weekly exam, there will be a free exhibition time, and the students will be divided into two groups for a random dance competition!At this time, the audience and instructors all joined in, and everyone danced their bodies heartily.

There is a hot dance on the stage. Everyone has been familiar with it for the past few months, so they are all having fun, leaving only Fang Muyan, who is new today, sitting blankly in the auditorium.

Seeing this, He Mengya jumped off the stage and pulled him up.

Fang Muyan wanted to refuse, but seeing that he was the only one left in the audience, he had no choice but to follow.

The stage was boiling, and with the passionate music around him, he couldn't help but move with the rhythm.

A boy next to him made a set of difficult floor moves effortlessly, which drew cheers from the crowd.

He couldn't bear it any longer and joined in.

When the music ended, everyone was sweating profusely.This is the charm of dance, which can infect other people.

He Mengya walked up to him and handed over a bottle of water: "Not bad! I didn't expect you to dance so well in hip-hop."

"Hehe. I have studied for more than ten years."

"Really? It's a shame to be a director. You must be a man of the hour if you stay in the training camp."

While talking, the dance teacher came over, praised He Mengya a few words, and walked to his side: "Director Fang, have we met before?"

Fang Muyan raised his head and drank a big mouthful of water, feeling the fear of being called by the teacher.

"Have it?"

"I see you, very familiar! Seeing your dance is even more familiar. I should not let you have such a potential student. How could you?"

The dance teacher held his chin, and his dance was really contagious.

"How can a person with zero points make his debut?"

The dance teacher suddenly remembered something, and smiled meaningfully: "So it's you! The second young master of the Fang family!"

"Recognized?"

"Has it been five or six years? Have you taken my revenge?"

The teacher's tone was a little helpless. At that time, she was also on the rise of her career.It was the first time to sit on the judge's seat. The day before the recording, Fang's group approached her and offered her a large sum of money to give a child a zero. At first, she wanted to refuse.Her original intention as a teacher is to help more people realize their dreams, how could she be willing to ruin a child's future!

But most of the time, people can't help themselves. The president of Fang's Group called her personally to express his feelings.It turned out that Mr. Fang only had one son, and he wanted to train him to be the heir of the business, but he didn't want him to be an artist.Although she asked her for help on the surface, she used her identity as a partner to threaten her status as a judge between the lines. In this way, she gave a zero point to a very outstanding child on the national live broadcast.

After that, her career went smoothly, but she still thought of that child from time to time.I almost forgot what he looks like, and I don't know how his life is now, but I didn't expect Director Fang in front of me to be the protagonist of her heart.

"Now that you are also the leader of the company, you should know that most things in the entertainment industry are considered controllable. Those of us who are mentors actually have no choice!"

"I don't hold grudges, I just feel unwilling! Since that time, every time I stand on the stage, I will think about what happened that day. You are right. Many times, I can't help myself!"

He Mengya stood aside, and their conversation, together with the information revealed to her by Fang Muyan, had already let her understand the ins and outs of the matter.

I couldn't help but interjected: "I want to know, what is the real score in the teacher's mind?"

The dance teacher asked for his lips: "Jiufen. His dance is very contagious and powerful. But there is an attitude missing! The dream is to keep fighting. You come to see me today with such an identity. Obviously you have already Give up. This scoring is meaningless.”

Looking at the back of the teacher leaving, Fang Muyan felt mixed feelings.

He is used to a life controlled by his father, and sometimes he really wants to let go and fight.but he can't
He Mengya patted him on the shoulder: "Shall we go out for a drink?"

"Alright!"

The older I get, the more I feel that alcohol is a good thing. It can make you happier when you are happy, and it can make you forget the pain when you are sad.

Fang Muyan was sitting on the booth in the bar, watching He Mengya writhing on the dance floor, gulping down beer.

After a while, he drank up a dozen beers.He Mengya pouted, beckoned to the waiter, and brought up two more boxes.

"Tonight, won't you go home if you're not drunk?"

He smiled slightly: "Can you do it?"

"What do you mean? Do you know my nickname? A thousand cups are not drunk!"

The two talked and laughed, and quickly drank a case of beer.

Fang Muyan's face was flushed, and he felt that the world was spinning around him.The vague smile of the woman in front of him stunned him: "Jiang Yue!"

He Mengya's expression froze on her face: "What did you say?"

He grabbed her hand, held it tightly, and looked at her with tears in his eyes: "Jiang Yue. I'm sorry! You have become like this because of me. But I just want to be with you!"

(End of this chapter)