I hold my thighs in the survival game

Chapter 290 Dancer Cry (15)

"Shen Yue said it." Lan Lanweng said in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Shang Ying squinted at Shen Yue and the three of them, "Come from the same place?"

Shen Yue glanced at her, nodded after a while, "Yeah..." Then she quickly scanned the people in the elevator, and she was basically able to determine which ones were players and which ones were NPCs.

While a few people were talking, the elevator had stopped on the fourth floor, the door opened slowly, and a few people walked to room 401.

Shang Ying and the others walked in holding their noses, checked the room carefully, and walked out without finding any useful clues.

Fu Jinnian looked up at his watch and said, "It's already nine o'clock, Yueyue, let's go up first."

Shen Yue said: "Okay."

Just as Shen Yue finished speaking, a woman's voice came from behind.

"What are you all doing here? Why don't you go up to practice dancing? I don't like students who are not punctual."

Shen Yue turned her head and saw the hostess standing behind them at some point.

The long black dress on her body was changed, and now she is wearing a red ballet skirt and a pair of very red dancing shoes on her feet.

But it was this pair of similar red shoes that attracted all the attention in the room.

Those red shoes that look like red are enchanting and strange. That kind of red cannot be obtained by combining the three primary colors of RGB. Probably only fresh blood can transmit such a bewitching crimson. It is so dizzying and dizzying. fear!
At the same time, everyone has a voice in their hearts, these red shoes are really beautiful, if they can dance on their own feet, they must be very beautiful.

Seeing their obsessive eyes staring at the red shoes on her feet, the hostess showed a happy smile on her face.

Shen Yue came back to her senses, and praised sincerely: "Ms. Yang, the red dancing shoes on your feet are very beautiful, they are the most suitable for you to wear when dancing."

"Your little mouth looks like it has been smeared with honey." The hostess covered her mouth and chuckled, "I don't care about your unpunctuality today."

Shen Yue showed an obedient smile, and said obediently: "Thanks to the beautiful Ms. Yang for not caring, let's go up and practice dancing."

After finishing speaking, Shen Yue held Fu Jinnian's hand, secretly gave Mian Mian a look of leaving.

Blinking knowingly, the three walked along the corridor and walked into the elevator.

"Why did your hostess suddenly change into red clothes?" Shen Yue said, "And the shoes on her feet are those red shoes that disappeared?"

"Sister Shen Yue, you, do you suspect that Xu Ying's death is related to the mistress?" Mian Mian bit her lips and said mysteriously, "If the mistress is behind the scenes, then why did she do this?"

Shen Yue pursed her lips, shrugged her shoulders, "I'm going to ask her now." If they knew the reason, they would not be far from breaking through the barrier.

The three discussed as they walked, and soon reached the door of the dance studio.

Fortunately, there were two people in the room, a man and a woman. When they saw Shen Yue and the three of them, they slowly raised their heads, with a stiff smile on the corners of their mouths.

"The three students, please come in." The voice was calm without any emotional ups and downs, like a robot.

Mian Mian was so frightened that she hid behind Shen Yue and shivered, the two teachers looked so scary.

This slow movement, the weird smile that is so stiff that it doesn't smile, the stiff movement, it's not so much a person, it's better to say that these two teachers are marionettes that have been overridden by others, giving people a feeling of numbness. Feel.

(End of this chapter)