Their voices are not loud, but they are very eye-catching, and all the surrounding eyes are still gathered here.
Song Zhi froze for a few seconds, as if someone had slapped her in the face.
——Ling is really Mr. Wei's wife? ! ? !
Then she, she didn't know what she said before. Could it be that she has been watching her jokes?
Song Zhi felt very embarrassed, and at the same time felt unbelievable. She is beautiful and can dance. She has been the goddess of others since she was a child, and she is chased by many people. Since Wei Xi agreed to come out to meet her before, wasn't it because he was interested in her
She recalled that short meal. Although the man had been very cold all the time, she thought it was because of his personality. And she herself likes this type of man very much.
What now? What does he mean?
Song Zhi felt that she had been tricked from beginning to end.
In the distance, those friends from the south just covered their mouths.
Is it too embarrassing? After talking for a long time, it turned out that he didn't come here for her at all...
Ling Zhen was still immersed in the anger and didn't notice the gazes around her. She raised her chin and looked down at Song Zhi: "Is there anything else?"
Song Zhi took a look at Wei Xi, but the man didn't even give her the tip of his eyes. The corners of the thin lips curled up, looking down at the girl in front of her.
Her face finally turned pale, and the rhinestones on the evening dress became extremely heavy. Song Zhi clenched her fists, and finally turned around without saying a word and strode away.
Only then did Ling Zhen's tense face relax, and his shoulders slumped.
She is not able to be in a fighting state anytime and anywhere, in fact, it is very tiring.
Ling Zhen took a small breath, and suddenly, a chuckle came from above his head.
When she raised her head, she caught Wei Xi's dark eyes unexpectedly.
There was a smile in those eyes at this moment.
Wei Xi lowered his head slightly, and said in a low voice that only the two of them could hear: "... Wife?"
Ling Zhen's ears exploded, and his face turned red.
Just now she yelled very smoothly, like a chicken facing a bad bug. But now that this title was called out by Wei Xi angrily, Ling Zhen suddenly felt extremely ashamed.
Especially, because Wei Xi's gesture was very intimate, when he lowered his head, the peeking people around pretended to look at the sky and looked away.
But it's good that they didn't move, as soon as they moved, Ling Zhen realized how many people were watching around.
Onlookers watched her and shouted at the little goblin: His wife is me! I! !
Ling Zhen felt a burst of hot air coming from the top of his head, and his palm-sized face was so red that it could bleed.
She felt that she didn't dare to stay here for a second, and put down the glass in a hurry, and she didn't finish the blueberry juice.
Then she said with wandering eyes: "You play first, I, I'll go to the backstage to change clothes first—"
After speaking, Ling Zhen ran away in a panic.
Wei Xi pursed his lips, drank the remaining blueberry juice in one gulp, and then walked slowly towards the direction where she was running away.
Ling Zhen covered his face and trot into the dressing room of their dance troupe, and "clicked" the lock.
There was a little girl in the room who had just finished trying on clothes. Ling Zhen didn't know her very well. She seemed to be the girl who had to give up the front row of the bus to her when she returned to City A.
Seeing Ling Zhen, she smiled without embarrassment: "Miss Zhenzhen, didn't you go to the front for something to eat?"
The heat on Ling Zhen's face never faded, and he replied in a daze: "I ate it, oh—there is a small round cake with white top that is delicious, you can try it later."
The little girl packed her things and nodded: "Okay."
Wei Xi saw which dressing room Ling Zhen had rushed into, so he walked to the door of the room calmly and began to knock on the door.
In the room, Ling Zhen exploded, staring at the door of the locker room as if facing a formidable enemy.
Wei Xi knocked on the door at a constant speed, with a calm voice: "Ling Zhen, open the door."
No one opened.
Wei Xi was very patient, and continued to knock for a while, his voice lowered a bit, but it could still be heard clearly into the room.
"Honey, open the door."
It was super quiet in the room.
After a minute, the door was opened from the inside.
Wei Xi stepped back a little, and saw a little girl she didn't know coming out of the door, she blushed and dared not look at him.
The little girl didn't dare to turn her head until she was a little further away. Then I saw the former big money lord of their regiment pull the door of the house without changing his expression, and walked into the locker room.
She turned her head and covered her mouth.
baby or something...
It's too cool, woo woo woo woo!
Who would have thought that such a cold and handsome guy would be called a baby! ! Who can! ! !
Wei Xi opened the door, and after walking in, he turned back and locked the door.
There was no one in the locker room, he glanced around and walked towards the hanger.
Behind the hangers of all kinds of dance clothes, the little girl hid inside, blinking her innocent and innocent eyes.
Wei Xi bent down, hooked her knees, and carried her to the dressing table.
"Hide what?"
Ling Zhen actually hasn't recovered yet.
To be honest, the emotions she has experienced in the past few days have made her unable to relax. Sadness, grievance, jealousy, the feeling of being dominated by these strange and never-before-experienced emotions is not good.
And now these emotions were suddenly confessed and clearly grasped by the man in front of him, which made Ling Zhen instinctively flustered.
Wei Xi lowered his eyes and looked at her expression carefully, the black eyes gradually faded.
After a while, he said coldly: "Don't want to?"
He has a bad nature and is shameless. He wants to satisfy his dark and unknown desires, so he led her to say those words a little bit and calmly.
But the little girl came back to her senses, and she was still unwilling to declare her possession of him in front of so many people.
Even though he was willing to hold it in both hands and hand it to her eyes.
The breath on the man's body became cold, and the smell of cedar and mint intertwined, bringing a hint of coolness.
Ling Zhen shook his legs, and suddenly realized that the smell on his body had a magical power to calm her down. She smelled the pleasant smell, and the anxiety in her heart stabilized a lot.
Unknown emotions can be scary. But she doesn't just run away.
So she raised her small face and sighed: "Say what you said, what else can you do?"
If others know about it, they will know it. At worst, she will send a press release saying that she is being taken care of by a certain president's financial supporter. She is used to it.
Wei Xi's cool breath stagnates.
The little girl poked his waist and snorted twice: "I still haven't finished talking, come and pick me up after the show is over."
It's a semi-command tone.
But the dark clouds in people's hearts cleared away, and there was a ray of joy.
Wei Xi: "Okay."
Ling Zhen thought for a while, and continued: "Then you have to watch the show carefully!"
Wei Xi raised the corners of his lips: "Okay."
Ling Zhen gritted his teeth and said, "Look, she dances better, or I dance better!"
The show is about to start.
The backstage of the theater was full of performers, Ling Zhen called everyone together, found a clean place, and went through it for the last time.
This kind of high-standard stage will indeed make people feel a lot of pressure. Song Ling's limbs are a little tight, and she asked Ling Zhen while moving her body: "Sister Zhenzhen, are you not nervous?"
Ling Zhen looked very calm.
After she finished styling, her hair was combed back, revealing a smooth and full forehead. The eyelashes are long and slender, the tip of the nose is neat, and the lips are bright red. Wearing a dance skirt with white gauze and red threads, she looks like a fairy who has fallen into the mundane world by mistake.
"I'm not nervous," Ling Zhen smiled, "I want to get on stage quickly."
After Song Ling moved her limbs, she asked with some uncertainty: "What if I get nervous and can't dance well?"
Ling Zhen looked at her, with calming power in his clear black eyes: "Don't be afraid."
"Just dance with me."
Ling Zhen has been preparing for this dance for a long time, and now he only has expectations for the stage and the determination to prove it to someone.
On the other hand, Song Zhi's condition was not good.
She has grown up so much, and she has never lost such a person before, and her mentality is about to collapse.
However, at this time, the company she was tied to didn't know that the line between her and Wei Xi had been broken before it was established, and they were still carrying out marketing methods according to the plan.
The hot search for #宋芝评论ling真# last time was just a foreshadowing, the real goal of the company is tonight. Before the performance started, the company started to promote her tonight's performance, and repeated the same trick, pulling Ling Zhen out again.
By the time #宋芝鲁真同台# was trending, Song Zhi had already stood on the stage of the Grand Theater.
Backstage just now, many acquaintances were watching her and giggling. Song Zhi was extremely embarrassed, she didn't do the preparations thoroughly, and hurried to the waiting area.
The big stage was completely entrusted to her, and there were also some fans who came to support her on the ground. Song Zhi took a breath, and started her dance moves as the background music sounded.
The organizer didn't know if it was intentional, Song Zhidu's next show was Ling Zhen and the others.
Ling Zhen didn't pay attention to how Song Zhi danced. She stabilized the morale of her companions in the background, and finally mentioned some precautions, and the staff came to call them to wait.
The host read a series of words on stage, and when Ling Zhen's name was pronounced, the audience cheered.
Afterwards, the host left the stage, and Ling Zhen walked onto the stage with the girls behind him.
She stood still, looked around the field, and found the man easily.
Wei Xi sat in the middle of the fourth row.
His back was straight, almost in a sitting posture. When the little girl looked over with all her vigor, he was staring at her intently.
Ling Zhen pursed his lips, and quickly suppressed his smile, but there was a trace of sweetness in his heart.
Why is Wei Xi like this
Let him take a good look, and he really just sat there obediently, looking at her carefully and without blinking.
Ling Zhen raised his chin again, letting his mind sink down.
Today, there are many professional teachers and seniors sitting in the audience, as well as art practitioners from all walks of life. Ling Zhen is very serious.
Afterwards, the lights on the stage dimmed, and the girls behind them took their positions.
Ling Zhen slowly raised his arms towards the air.
The wide sleeves of white gauze drooped down, revealing a forearm as delicate and slender as porcelain.
Ling Zhen glanced at the man in the middle of the fourth row, and the eyes of the two met in the air.
She thought: Don't blink.
Your little fairy is going to dance.
The author has something to say: Focus on [your]
(I really like sweet and soft little girls who occasionally A ahhhhh)
ask questions! ! So in the future, brother Xi still needs to be a human being! !
(Of course there is a sweet second update~~
(ps There are still students who are taking the postgraduate entrance examination!! Make sure everything goes well!!
mwah!