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36 Don’t worry about the ancestral graves being disco dancing

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Those who had acted in movies before knew that acting was actually a very tiring thing.

They took pictures from morning to dusk, and then from dusk to dawn. Although there was a break in between, it did not relieve much of his fatigue.

Because as long as you were on set, you would always be on tenterhooks.

Guan Ping, who had strengthened his body, could handle it, but Liu Yifei was really tough. She had lost two pounds.

Director Feng was worried about the newcomers 'health, so he allowed them to take two days off. He would film the other roles in the next two days.

Guan Ping, who finally got some rest time, decided to sleep at home for the whole morning.

Unfortunately, the dream did not last long.

Early in the morning, Guan Ping's phone started to ring crazily. She looked up at the time. It was not even eight o'clock yet. The caller was the idiot Wang Mingshan.

F * ck, this idiot!

Guan Ping cursed and hung up the phone.

But today, Principal Wang Mingshan seemed to have a lot of free time as he kept making calls.

On the seventh try, he finally succeeded.

"If you don't have a serious reason to wake me up, then you can wait to receive my withdrawal notice tomorrow.”

Hearing this threatening sentence, Wang Mingshan hurriedly said,""Dear Guan Ping, the academy is about to start summer vacation. The academy was preparing to hold a party at the end of June. In the name of the principal of this school, I invite you to participate and hope that you can come up with a program.”

After a moment of silence, Guan Ping's voice came through the phone,""Before tonight, you will receive my withdrawal notice.”

"Wait, wait, wait a moment."

Wang Mingshan started to stutter. Initially, he had hoped that Guan Ping would increase his sense of belonging to the school through this event.

However, he did not expect that he would drop out of school at any time. Young people really had a bad temper.

In Wang Mingshan's eyes, Guan Ping was already the living signboard of the Southern Shadow Academy. How could he let him drop out?

However, he did not know what to say for a while. This made him secretly anxious.

After thinking for a while, Wang Mingshan threw the phone to Wang Dafa and threatened him softly,""If Guan Ping insists on dropping out, then you will be expelled tomorrow.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Dafa's chubby face instantly turned into a melon shape.

It was really a big job. It was clearly the principal who had angered Guan Ping and wanted to drop out of school. What did this have to do with him? He threatened to resign at every turn.

The days were really unbearable.

Although he thought so, Wang Dafa still tried his best to look happy. He said into the phone,""Haha, Guan Ping, I'm your cute Dean, Wang Dafa. I know that you're filming recently, so it might be a little hard for you. He had to pay attention to rest. After all, his body was the capital of revolution.”

Guan Ping didn't have a good impression of her at all.

"Stupid pig head, if you have something to say, say it. Otherwise, why would I dance on your ancestral grave?”

Wang Dafa was considered a middle-level cadre in the academy. He had a temper and would say that he wanted to dance on his ancestral grave. Who could tolerate this?

Just as he was about to fly into a rage, he saw the old face of the principal beside him.

Those turbid old eyes seemed to be saying something.

Why couldn't he convey it clearly? It was because there was eye discharge at the corner of his eyes.

After sighing slightly, Wang Dafa chose to compromise. Because he understood that he couldn't offend Guan Ping, or else he might lose his job.

"Student Guan, the principal mentioned the holiday party. I heard that Zhao Liying is also going to perform on stage and is missing a partner. Also, can you not say that you want to dance at the principal's and my ancestral graves? We, we felt terrified.”

Wang Dafa, who was quick-witted, brought up Zhao Liying. He had heard from his classmates that Guan Ping seemed to be interested in Zhao Liying.

When he heard that there was no reply from the other end of the phone, Wang Dafa's heart was in his throat. He was afraid that the man would hang up again.

"Okay, I'll go to school when I have time.”

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Wang Dafa looked at the phone in his hand in a daze and did not react for a long time.

This made Wang Mingshan a little anxious. He quickly asked,"What did he say? What did he say?”

"It's done."

Wang Dafa's eyes slowly regained their vigor. He turned around and hugged Wang Mingshan, who was beside him, and shouted,""It's done, Principal. He agreed.”

Hearing this, Wang Mingshan's eyes turned moist and he laughed out loud.

After a long time, the two old men, who were a hundred years old, looked at each other and said in unison,"Finally, I don't have to worry about my ancestors 'graves being disco-ed anymore!”

No one knew how hard Wang Dafang and Wang Mingshan had been living these days.

People these days were more ruthless, especially young people. They usually dared to do whatever they said.

Ever since Guan Ping said that he would dance on their ancestral graves, Wang Mingshan and Wang Dafang had not slept well at night.

Every night, she was worried that Guan Ping would really go there to dance.

They had to wander around the ancestral grave to see if there were any suspicious footprints nearby.

They really hadn't slept well these days.

Now, Guan Ping actually promised not to go to the ancestral grave to dance in the future. How could this make them unhappy?

After putting down the phone, Guan Ping was ready to fall asleep again. Wasn't it just a holiday party? He didn't take it seriously. As for dancing on the grave, that was just a catchphrase he casually said.

He didn't expect that this sentence would cause such a big trouble for the two old men.

Not long after, Guan Ping, who had just fallen asleep, heard his phone ring again.

Disturbing people's dreams, irreconcilable.

Seeing that it was an unfamiliar number, he was very angry. He grabbed the phone and shouted,"No matter who you are, please remember my words. F * ck YOU!”

(I've been a little sick recently. I hope all my readers won't follow in my footsteps.) The weather is changing. Take care of your health.)

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