Backstage, Sheng Jiaoyang saw Lin Yu talking seriously to the boy in charge of clothing. When she approached, she heard Lin Yu asking him if he had ever left the clothing room when someone came to collect clothing. .
"What happened?" She remembered that after her performance, the girl named Xiaoqi should be the one to announce the show.
The boy in charge of the clothes saw her and said happily: "Jiaojiao, fortunately you changed into your own dress."
Hearing this, Sheng Jiaoyang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is there something wrong with the dress?"
"The straps of the dress were tampered with," Lin Yu said.
"Straps? There was nothing wrong with them when I tried them on."
"I can guarantee that the dress was intact when Jiaojiao tried it on, because I checked it before hanging it back up." The boy said confidently.
"I'm not wearing the dress, so how did you find out that the straps of the dress had been tampered with? Has anyone worn it?" At this point, a thought suddenly flashed through Sheng Jiaoyang's mind, "It was Xiaoqi who wore this. skirt?"
"That's right." Lin Yu confirmed her guess.
"So the reason why she didn't come on stage to host in time was because of her dress. So where is she now?"
"Still crying in the dressing room."
"Why is she crying? Wouldn't it be nice if she changed into her own dress?" Sheng Jiaoyang felt strange.
The two boys had embarrassed expressions on their faces. The boy in charge of the clothing explained: "Because the skirt was chosen based on your height. Xiaoqi is not taller than you. When she was walking up the steps wearing a skirt, she accidentally stepped on it." It got to the hem of the skirt, and then the straps fell apart, and the skirt, the whole skirt fell off."
The key is that there were so many people waiting backstage to perform on stage. Xiaoqi was forced to perform a strip show directly in front of everyone, which obviously brought a great psychological shadow to Xiaoqi.
It stands to reason that the straps of a back-strap wedding dress are very flexible and it should not break when stepped on like Xiaoqi did. But if it happened, then there must be a problem. When I took the skirt and looked at it, I found a problem. There were marks of cuts on the edge.
"It seems someone wants me to make a fool of myself on stage." Sheng Jiaoyang's expression was a little cold.
"It's a good thing Xiaoqi hasn't walked on stage yet, otherwise today's party would be in her hands." The boy said happily again.
"But if I wear this dress today, then I will be the one in trouble. Lin Yu, this person not only destroyed the dress, but ultimately wanted to discredit me. You have to help me find this person, otherwise I can't feel at ease in class if I have people with such ill intentions towards me hiding around me."
"Okay, I will definitely find this person." Lin Yu promised.
Sheng Jiaoyang nodded and went back to her small lounge to change clothes and remove makeup.
"Dong dong dong" the knock on the door sounded.
"Why..." Sheng Jiaoyang opened the door and saw the person standing at the door. What he wanted to say changed, "Why are you backstage?"
Shen Zhining's eyes turned around her, "Now that you've changed your clothes, let's go."
"Where to go?"
"You'll know once you go there."
Sheng Jiaoyang was a little hesitant in her heart. She looked at the female bodyguard guarding the door and felt a little relieved.
They left backstage as others watched.
"Is that Xu Jiaojiao's boyfriend?"
"Isn't Xu Jiaojiao's boyfriend the one who came to the rehearsal yesterday?"
Everyone was whispering.
"Why are you sitting in the audience?" After getting in the car, Sheng Jiaoyang turned to look at Shen Zhining and asked.
"Look at you."
Sheng Jiaoyang glanced ahead, silently closed his mouth and stopped talking, lest he say anything shameless again.
Shen Zhining came closer to her, "Are you avoiding me?"
Discovered? Sheng Jiaoyang's heart skipped a beat, and her expression remained unchanged as she said, "No."
"No?" His eyes locked on hers, and the subtle expression of her eyelashes trembling was caught in his eyes.
Every time he asked this question, Sheng Jiaoyang felt very unsure. She always felt like she had been seen through by him, which made her feel particularly aggrieved. It was okay to be suppressed and bullied when she was a child. What was she afraid of now
Suddenly, the scene of last night's entanglement popped up in her mind. Her expression froze and she felt that she was not feeling well.
The current Shen Demon King can eat people...
"Yes, I'm just avoiding you." Sheng Jiaoyang decided to change his tactics.
"Stop the car and get out."
Sheng Jiaoyang was dumbfounded, why didn't she act according to common sense? She originally thought of waiting for him to ask why she wanted to hide, then accuse him of a few words to make progress before retreating.
The car pulled over and the driver and bodyguard all got out of the car.
Shen Zhining turned around and looked over.
What to do again? Sheng Jiaoyang looked at him warily, his hand already on the car door.
Shen Zhining's eyes lightly glanced at her hand on the car door that might open the door at any time, and he laughed with unknown meaning, approaching like a lion hunting on its own territory.
"Is it because of what happened last night?"
Sheng Jiaoyang bit his lip and said with a sense of grievance, "You scared me yesterday."
Shen Zhining raised his hand and stroked her cheek, "What are you afraid of?"
"I will be responsible."
The corner of Sheng Jiaoyang's mouth twitched, and she muttered in a low voice: "I'm still a child, you can do it."
Shen Zhining chuckled, raised her chin with his fingers, and asked with interest: "Do you think you are still young?"
"I..." Sheng Jiaoyang was at a loss for words, "I'm underage!" This was the only reason she could use as an excuse.
Shen Zhining nodded, indicating that he accepted this reason.
Sheng Jiaoyang felt happy, but suddenly she saw him coming closer and said in her ear:
"Your birthday is coming soon."
In an instant, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and her whole body froze.
Yes, Xu Jiaojiao's eighteenth birthday is coming soon, so this excuse can only be used until her birthday.
"I," Sheng Jiaoyang took a deep breath and said, "I will only sleep with my husband."
"Who else would your husband be besides me?"
Well... shameless! Sheng Jiaoyang stared at him.
"Is it possible that you hope your future husband is another man? For example," he said with a dangerous tone, "Lin Yan."
Sheng Jiaoyang choked, how could she dare to answer such a question.
She rolled her eyes and said, "I'm afraid that your taste will change in the future and you will fall in love with someone else."
"So you're worried too."
"Of course I will be worried. You see there are so many people who like you. Is that Daisy still waiting for you? She could even do such things as seduction. What if you are tricked by her one day? What will you do? Is there any…”
Shen Zhining simply stopped her chattering.
When the driver and bodyguard were called back, they felt that it was extremely warm inside the car. When the female bodyguard got into the car, she glanced at the back seat and saw her employer leaning on the back of the chair with a rosy face, looking a bit lazy. of femininity.
Then the baffle rose.
Tonight is New Year's Eve, and tomorrow is the new year.
The provincial TV station's New Year's Eve concert is being broadcast live on the large screen in the square. Standing on the gorgeous stage are a row of male stars of different ages and distinctive features. They are singing side by side like brothers, singing the ace program they host. 's theme song.
"Wow, these male gods are so handsome!" Several nymphomaniac voices sounded from time to time in the square.
Regardless of whether they are handsome or not, at least the seven of them standing together are quite impressive. After Sheng Jiaoyang got out of the car, she couldn't help but look up at the big screen. She had seen all seven of them. Of course, the one she was most familiar with was Gu Zhou.
"Is it that pretty?" Someone's voice came from my ear.
Sheng Jiaoyang turned her head and smiled flatteringly at him, never expecting that he would bring her to such a place.
There were many people gathered around the large fountain in the square, in twos and threes. Some were families, some were lovers, and some were people who were about to become lovers.
The lively and passionate singing echoed in everyone's ears, accompanied by the childlike sounds of several children laughing and making noise, making the place extremely lively.
All the trees in the square are wrapped with small light bulbs, and the twinkling light trees become a dazzling landscape in this bright square.
He looked at her smile, and every empty corner in his heart was filled with an inexplicable emotion. Finally, there was something in this world that he could miss. He stretched out his hand to put the hood of her down jacket on, wrapped it around her head, and rubbed it smoothly.
Sheng Jiaoyang, who didn't expect him to do such a thing, was stunned for a moment, and then said coquettishly, "You messed up your hair."
"Don't worry, I won't dislike you." He rubbed it again.
"Hey, it was you who made the mess, and you still dare to dislike me? Huh, I'm ignoring you!" Sheng Jiaoyang turned around to walk away arrogantly, but was wrapped around his waist by a hand stretched out from behind.
"What New Year gift do you want?" he asked softly in her ear.
"I don't need anything now."
"You obviously still lack one thing."
Sheng Jiaoyang turned to look at him in surprise, "Why don't I know what I'm missing?"
He laughed softly, the light in his eyes shining like stars, and he said: "I think you still need a bed warmer, so I will reluctantly be used by you."
"..." So shameless!
Suddenly she smiled as sweetly as she wanted, her eyes curved into two crescents.
"I think what I lack most is a punching bag. When I'm unhappy, it will become happier if I punch it. When I'm happy, it will become even happier. If you want to be used by me, I'll do it. Accept it."
Shen Zhining laughed. He still wanted to hit him with such soft cat paws
“Let’s count down together—” the host of the New Year’s Eve concert shouted from the speakers.
"ten!"
"Nine!"
…
Everyone in the square stopped to look at the big screen and shouted the final three-second countdown together.
"three-"
"two-"
"one!"
Bang! The fountain sprayed out streams of water with a halo, and at the same time, colorful fireworks with twinkling stars bloomed in the sky.
The two men stood face to face, each other's eyes reflecting each other.
"Brother Zhining, Happy New Year!" Her voice was mixed in the noisy cheers, a little erratic.
Shen Zhining reached out to hold her in his arms and said in her ear: "I am willing to be used as anything by you, whether it is a warm baby or a punching bag, as long as you like it."
His words are like the first bite of candy in the new year, so sweet that it makes people feel that the new year will be wonderful.
"Then now it's my turn for the New Year's gift."
"Huh?" Sheng Jiaoyang was stunned.
He looked at her deeply, like a child who was eager to get candy. His eyes as bright as stars were filled with an expectation that was hard to refuse. He slowly said two words: "Kiss me."
Good times, beautiful scenery, beautiful men in front.
Sheng Jiaoyang, who couldn't resist the temptation, moved forward.
Under the shining tree, the young man and woman hugged each other and spent their first year together.