Six hundred and eleven, the place is too small.

"Of course! Maybe even prettier," Luo Shu said with a smile on her lips.

"Really! Then I should really practice my walk."

"That's wonderful! I wonder if I could look as beautiful as Sister-in-law Yang after putting on makeup."

"Even if I were only half as beautiful, I'd be willing."

"If Old Wang saw me, maybe he'll start treating me like Instructor Lu treats Sister-in-law Lu," the women discussed excitedly, their eyes filled with a deep sense of anticipation.

"If no one has any objections, then let's decide on this," Luo Shu looked at everyone, waiting for their final decision. Actually, there was no need to ask—the expressions on their faces had already given her the answer.

"No objections!" they chorused. Right now, all they hoped for was that the day would come sooner so that everyone, especially their own men, would see them in a new light.

"Sister-in-law Lu, can I join in too?"

"I want to participate as well."