Master Pei, your wife is too cruel

Chapter 481 Enough!

Song Yi's appearance was unexpected by everyone.

The rehearsal hall, which was chattering a second ago, suddenly fell silent.

Everyone turned to look in the direction of the door.

When Lin Can saw that Song Yi was coming, his sad eyes lit up.

"Hello, Teacher Song."

When she greeted him like this, the almost stagnant atmosphere in the rehearsal hall was broken up, and the stunned other students immediately reacted and greeted him.

"Ah."

Pei Zehan strode into the rehearsal hall, glanced at the people in the room from the corner of his eye, and landed on Sang Nuan.

"what happened?"

At this time, he had already walked up to Sang Nuan.

The fast-talking Chen Ran quickly said, "Boss wanted to make a song uniform for our team, but the costume teacher insisted that he couldn't do it. He picked on Boss a lot of problems. When Boss got angry, he wanted to go out to get some air."

As early as when the first recording was made, Chen Ran pissed off Song Yi indiscriminately because of his bad temper and loud voice.This attribute of hers is clear to everyone present except the clothing teacher.

When the clothing teacher heard what she said, she panicked immediately, closed the shorthand notebook, and rushed to Song Yi.

"Ms. Song, that's not the case."

"Hey, how can you, a student, frame someone? When did we pick on your captain? What we said was true. How can we do our work if you say it like this?"

The two aunts said to you, and I said to Pei Zehan.

Su Wen and the four of them also walked into the rehearsal hall one after another.

Followed by the video camera brother.

It was originally a routine process, and the instructors came to care about everyone's shots, but I didn't expect to have something to eat.

The camera brother was very excited, and waved to two standby positions in the corridor.

The three machines were extremely domineering, and they all turned towards Sang Nuan's face.

Sang Nuan: "..."

Su Wen: "In this session, the requirement is that the students design their own singing uniforms, and your clothing team is responsible for making them. Why do you deliberately make things difficult for the students?"

As soon as he said these words, it was clear that the final word was finalized, and he affirmed that the clothing team made things difficult for the students.

"That's not the case." Among them, the costume teacher who was holding a shorthand notebook quickly opened the notebook to prove his innocence.

"Mr. Su, don't get me wrong, you see, these are the requirements of other groups of students for singing clothes. These clothes are not difficult to make, and we can make them whatever they want.

However, this group of students has the largest number of people, and the costumes for playing songs are weird, and the fabrics used are not common fabrics on the market at all, and the craftsmanship is also complicated. We asked her to change, and the little girl suddenly became impatient No, we can't help it. "

"Where is our boss's impatience, it is obviously you who are impatient and threatened us, saying that you insist on making this kind of clothes, don't blame you for not being able to make it, and not being on stage!"

Who is Chen Ran?

She even dared to yell at the great teacher.

If you, a little fashion teacher, dare to yell at her, let you feel it, what does it mean to encounter a hard problem!

The clothing teacher's face darkened, his chest was pumping, and he wanted to quarrel with Chen Ran.

"enough!"

Pei Zehan snarled.

The smoke that has not yet been ignited was nipped in the bud.

The clothing teacher moved his lips, swallowing what he hadn't said unwillingly.

"Don't quarrel, don't quarrel, everyone is for the good of the show, that... Sang Nuan, your team has more people than other teams, this is indeed a big problem, clothes are not magic, they just change out of thin air , Qin Miao's team, when we first went to see her, she considered the number of people, and the singing and clothing tended to be simple, look..."

Before Su Wen finished speaking, Pei Zehan suddenly interrupted, "Not bad."

Where there is still the terrifying sharpness in the voice, it is full of gentleness.

Everyone was stunned.

what's good?
I saw that the great teacher was bending over at this moment, leaning close to Sang Nuan, looking at the screen of the phone in her hand with relish, and stretching out his hand from time to time to slide left and right...

(End of this chapter)