The curtain was pulled twice, because the hook was hanging, and it was not opened.
Chu Zhi was startled by the sudden sound, and shoved the person in front of her away.
Lu Jiaheng took two steps back, his expression full of dissatisfaction with being interrupted.
It's noisy outside. If Chuzhi remembers correctly, the performance of the hip-hop club is in the middle. What's the next show
A sketch? Or is it a folk dance
Chu Zhi glanced nervously at Lu Jiaheng, raised her fingers to her lips and made a false gesture, and stammered: "I'm sorry! This dress is a bit difficult to wear, you go to the side to see!"
The girl said anxiously: "There are people around!"
"Then wait a moment!"
She looked at the person in front of her, at a loss, not knowing what to do at all.
Chuzhi quietly walked to the door, put her ear against the curtain and listened for a while, then walked back and leaned back against the wall.
The space in the temporary changing room is very small, one person is already a little crowded, and there is almost no room for two people to move in.
What's more, he's so big.
Chu Zhi quietly raised her head and glanced at Lu Jiaheng.
He still looked unhurried, straightened up and turned his head slightly, as if waiting for her to speak.
They are in the last locker room, someone is changing clothes on the right, and the left is at the end, against the wall.
Chu Zhi hooked his hands at him.
Lu Jiaheng leaned over obediently.
She leaned on his ear and whispered, "What should I do?"
Lu Jiaheng also cooperated with her and bit her ear in a low voice: "Go straight out."
Chu Zhi stared at him with a panicked face.
She pointed to herself and then to him, as if unable to say anything: "We can't just go out like this..."
Lu Jiaheng raised his eyebrows and seemed to want to laugh: "Why not,"
He lowered his head, his eyes were heavy, his voice had a texture of sand after being lowered, and he said softly and softly: "What bad thing have you done?"
Chuzhi's face was so hot that it seemed like it was burning, and she was speechless.
It's not a question of doing or not doing at all.
Even so, it's definitely not okay for two people to go out so swaggeringly.
Chu Zhi was tangled to death, bit her lip and thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a way to come.
The girl outside seemed really in a hurry. After waiting for her for a while, there was still no sound inside, and she said, "I'm sorry, can I come in and change with you?"
Chu Zhi was shocked and quickly said: "No!!"
She stood against the wall, like a little ant on a hot pan, with a worried look on her face.
Lu Jiaheng adjusted his posture and looked at her in a leisurely manner.
After thinking for a while, Chu Zhi leaned over and stood on tiptoes as much as possible: "Or I'll think of a way to distract her for a while. You can take the opportunity to sneak out, and I can use the skirt to cover you a little bit."
Chuzhi held the skirt and pulled it up. The skirt of her costume was pulled up so wide that if a person was lying on the ground at the back, it could really block it.
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
The laid-back expression on Lu Jiaheng's face disappeared, and the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch: "Climb out?"
Chu Zhi nodded seriously.
Lu Jiaheng laughed angrily at her: "Do you want me to crawl out like this?"
His smile was gloomy, his eyes seemed too aggressive and lethal, Chu Zhi shrank his neck weakly, and whispered, "There is no other way..."
Lu Jiaheng took a deep breath: "Go straight out."
"No, no, no!"
Lu Jiaheng became impatient.
He frowned, showing a slightly impatient expression.
Chuzhi looked at him pitifully, the lipstick on her lower lip seemed to be almost eaten by her, with a little saliva on it, it was shiny.
Lu Jiaheng took a deep breath, his temples jumped, and compromised: "I'll find a way, it won't be found, but you have to compensate me."
Chu Zhi doesn't care about that now, as long as she doesn't get caught, she can only think of letting him crawl out.
She hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
The little girl looked like she couldn't wait, Lu Jiaheng looked down at her reaction and narrowed her eyes.
The voices of the two of them were very low. Chu Zhi kept her neck up. Fortunately, she was wearing high heels, which were much taller than usual, so she was not very tired.
Lu Jiaheng also cooperated very well with her bowing his body. In order to maintain his balance, he propped himself against the wall with one hand and put his head close to her ear: "You just don't want to be seen with me?"
Right right right right right.
What will others think when they see this
Chuzhi continued to nod frantically.
When it was over, I felt something was wrong.
She stopped quickly.
But it seems it's too late.
Lu Jiaheng let out a low voice, "Okay."
This sound seems to be different from before, there is a sense of coldness, faint, and there is no emotional fluctuation.
With a soft sound, a string in Chu Zhi's mind suddenly tightened tightly.
Before she could react, Lu Jiaheng stood up suddenly.
He didn't speak any more, curled the corners of his lips coldly, without even looking at her, he turned around and raised his hand, his slender index finger hooked on the hanging curtain and pulled it over. between.
The dark red curtain was lifted for a moment as he went out, and then lowered again, blocking his sight again.
Chuzhi stood blankly in the fitting room by herself.
The footsteps of the girl outside who had been urging and walking around anxiously also stopped.
After ten seconds, Chu Zhi reacted.
The girl outside also hesitated for a while, then carefully opened the curtain a little bit, blushing, and glanced inside uncertainly.
She held a pile of clothes in her arms, looked at her, and quickly looked away: "That..."
The way she looked at Chu Zhi was very indescribable, Chu Zhi only glanced at it, and didn't have the courage to distinguish the meaning in it.
She hurriedly lowered her head, said sorry in a low voice, and hurried out.
The girl watched her back disappear through the crowd, and suddenly realized.
She recalled the expressionless man who just went out, and felt that he was a little familiar. He should have seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while.
Thinking about the girl's face that was ashamed just now, she suddenly felt a sense of guilt that she had done bad things to others.
It was her turn in the next show, and the girl shook her head quickly, without thinking about it, she hurriedly closed the curtain and changed her clothes.
Embarrassed.
Chuzhi has never felt so embarrassed since she was a child.
She almost fled, hurried out of the locker room, buried her head deeply and didn't dare to look around.
There was a mess of human voices, talking and laughing, and the background was noisy and hurried, and she quickly flashed through the crowd with her head lowered.
She even felt that everyone around her had seen the scene just now, everyone was secretly looking at her, talking about her, saying that she was secretly hiding in a small dressing room with a man in a public place, saying that she Not ashamed.
He left her like that and left alone.
Just leave her alone, and he just walks away.
asshole.
Asshole, nasty, annoying jerk.
Lu Jiaheng is a bastard.
Chu Zhi bit her lips, widened her eyes, and tried her best to suppress the sourness in her eyes.
Back in the preparation area of the drama club, Yuan Ci just came back. When he saw her, he quickly walked two steps and called her.
Chu Zhi turned around, her eyes were a little red.
Originally, Yuan Ci didn't know what to tell her, but when he saw her expression, he was stunned, and quickly asked, "What's the matter with you?"
Chuzhi lowered her head: "Nothing..."
Yuan Ci came a little closer and looked down at her: "What's the matter?"
Chu Zhi pursed her mouth and her eyes were wet, and she felt wronged for some reason.
So aggrieved.
She took a deep breath, shook her head, lightly rubbed the corner of her eyes with her fingertips, carefully preventing her makeup from falling off, her voice was low and weak, a little hoarse: "It's nothing, I'm just a little worried, I'm afraid I can't act well. "
Hearing the words, Yuan Ci frowned slightly.
Apparently he didn't believe it.
But soon, his brows stretched again, and he smiled at her lightly, revealing half a tiger's teeth: "Sister, don't be afraid, I'll take you with me."
Chuzhi was about to cry, and her voice was full of tears. She finally found a reasonable excuse to vent her emotions: "I have only played potted plants... Will it hold me back..."
Yuan Ci was in a hurry and incoherent: "Pot plants are good, how difficult it is to play pot plants, eh, sister, please don't cry."
For the next period of time, Chu Zhi sat in front of the dressing table without moving.
The young lady who had put on her makeup before ran over and filled her with lipstick that was almost the same as what she had eaten, and told her to never bite her lips again.
Chu Zhi obeyed obediently, unfolded the script in front of him and watched it for a while, and the phone's WeChat alert sounded.
This Friday, after the school celebration performance in the afternoon, it was a holiday. It was the WeChat of my first father. I asked her what time it was over in the afternoon and if she wanted to come pick her up.
Chu Zhi finished replying to the message and exited the dialog box, just to see the name of the person below.
Lu Jiaheng also sent her a few WeChat messages a few days ago, but she hasn't replied yet, just put it there after reading it.
In fact, Chu Zhi didn't feel angry anymore.
She is the kind of character that everything comes and goes quickly. Although she felt that Lu Jiaheng had acted a little too much before and didn't want to pay attention to him, it had been several days. He called her several times, sent a message.
But that's what it was.
Chu Zhi looked at the name, puffed out her cheeks, clicked on the note, and entered.
She put down her phone angrily and started reading the script again.
After watching for a few minutes, I took my phone again, slid it open to unlock it, clicked on WeChat, and added it to the blacklist.
I don't want to ignore him anymore!
When Lu Jiaheng went back to the front, Cheng Yi was eating potato chips.
The sketch on stage just exited the stage, followed by the folk dance, Cheng Yi tilted his head: "It's just in time for you to come back."
The corners of Lu Jiaheng's lips drooped down, and he didn't speak. He returned to his position, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the performance on the front stage.
On the stage, more than a dozen girls, as light and dexterous as lark, danced to the sound of the music, and the slender waist and fair belly were exposed on the long clear yellow skirt.
Cheng Yi remarked impartially: "As expected of a professional, this figure is much more energetic than the group of street dancers just now."
Lu Jiaheng's eyes were cold and expressionless.
After two more shows, it is the drama performance.
At the beginning, Cheng Yi was still eating potato chips leisurely. Slowly, he felt that the air pressure of the people around him was getting lower and lower.
Until the stage was staged, when the knight was leaving the store, he held the female store owner's hand to his lips, knelt down on one knee, and promised to marry her.
"Tsk."
Lu Jiaheng let out a low voice.
He stared at the man in silver armor on the stage, his eyes were cold and sharp, full of dark irritability and hostility.
So afraid of being seen with me.
But it is also very happy to get along with other men.
And in the empty classroom, the little girl picked up the phone and said "Senior."
I don't know the reason, I got angry for no reason, and it hasn't been resolved yet.
Not only did it not resolve, but it felt like it was getting worse.
Lu Jiaheng only felt a sigh of relief in his chest, which was annoying.
Ten minutes later, when the play ended, he took out his mobile phone, opened the dialog box, and typed quickly with his eyes down: So you like knights
He stared at the line for a while, deleted it, and typed again: Do you hate being associated with me so much
This sentence is finished, and it is not sent.
After being silent for a while, Lu Jiaheng raised his head, looked at the dark ceiling in the auditorium, closed his eyes, and let out a long, helpless sigh like admitting defeat.
The ball that was stuck in the chest was like a punctured balloon, it burst with a bang, shattered into many pieces, and floated down.
He bowed his head again, deleted word by word, and typed again:
sorry.
Sorry, I was wrong.
A red exclamation mark pops up in front of the green conversation bubble, accompanied by a line of small black characters below.
The message has been sent, but was rejected by the other party.
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
The author has something to say:
The young master was so angry that he wanted to coax her again like a dog, and then he apologized frantically and was blocked.
It's miserable.