The 50th anniversary celebration of No. 1 Middle School was held as scheduled. The school hired a professional photography team to record it, and prepared to compile and print school history, school anniversary album and other publications. According to the requirements of the school, the students in the school carried out cleaning activities one day earlier to beautify the campus environment and welcome the arrival of the school celebration.
On the day of the school celebration, the school gates were opened, and alumni who had grown into adults came to the school one after another to visit the changed alma mater and reminisce about the past. The current students looked at them with curious eyes, and got their friendly and memorable smiles. Regardless of their clothing and temperament, they are already out of tune with the campus full of students, but they used to be part of this place and are inseparable from the school.
In the evening, the school celebration party kicked off in the anticipation of everyone.
The sun has sunk into the earth, and the sunset is burning half of the sky brilliantly. People are walking into the gymnasium and taking their seats. In addition to the surrounding seats in the stands, the students dragged their chairs bustlingly under the arrangement of the teacher in order to make room for them, placed them under the stage, and placed them in different classes.
The people on the program have been very busy since the day, and they didn't move the battlefield to the backstage until the last rehearsal was over and they confirmed that there was no problem.
Wen Ying met Lu Jiamei backstage.
This should be the first time she officially met Lu Jiamei face to face. That time in the school cafeteria, her eyes stayed on Shan Yao, but she could feel that the other party was looking at her. It was the same on the playground. Although she provoked the opponent at the end, she didn't have time to see her reaction, but I also know that she can always hide her true mood well when there are many people.
like now.
The eyes of the two met, and Lu Jiamei smiled at her, as if she saw any kind-hearted elementary school girl.
Wen Ying's clothes are bulging, and she is going to take care of her hair. Because the dance skirt would expose a large area of skin, she wrapped a long coat over the dance dress, barely revealing any color. The other party has already changed into a ballet skirt, and the clothes that are close to the upper body outline the other party's beautiful figure. The sky blue tulle on the waist of the skirt gives people a dreamy feeling. She reveals her fair neck, and her temperament is elegant and elegant quiet.
It's like a white swan meeting an ugly duckling.
In fact, Lu Jiamei has already reached the busiest senior year of high school. Although it is only the first half of the semester, she can also use this to refuse the request to perform. She did refuse at the beginning. However, the school still hopes that she can perform. After all, her dance has won awards across the country, which is very rare. The school celebration is also an opportunity to showcase outstanding students. After repeated requests, she agreed for some reason.
"Are you Wen Ying?"
The girl next to Lu Jiamei suddenly confirmed to her, Wen Ying nodded, "I am, senior sister?"
The girl smiled, "Didn't the textbook teach you what is etiquette, righteousness and shame? Do you know that there are some things you can't do?"
"Shit!"
He Wei was standing next to Wen Ying. The girl had a bad temper. She rolled up her sleeves and wanted to teach others a lesson, but was stopped by Wen Ying. She asked the other party: "What do you want to say?"
"Jiamei, why are you teasing me? Am I wrong?" The girl put aside her friend's hand and stared at Wenying, "Don't you know that Jiamei and Shanyao are just a couple? I'm really not ashamed to hook up with seniors behind my back..."
This made it clear that the attack came straight at Wen Ying. There were people coming and going backstage. Although they were standing in a remote corner, people kept looking at them. After all, Lu Jiamei was very popular on campus, and there were many admirers in the backstage.
The scene was tense in an instant, and at the moment when it was about to explode, Cheng Ye rushed over.
Seeing the two of them screaming badly at each other, he came up to smooth things over, "Isn't there a show, why are you standing here? The party is about to start, let's not block people's way."
As soon as he finished speaking, he yelled again. He thought of the coolness of the elementary school girl pouring water on Shan Yao's head on the playground, and it was hard to say whether he would give him face.
really-
"Senior sister, you must have said the wrong person." Wen Ying was too lazy to maintain her superficial politeness, she gave Lu Jiamei a sneer unceremoniously, "Senior Lu, do you think so? There are things that senior sister doesn't know, and neither do you." Do you know how to tell people clearly?"
Lu Jiamei's expression froze.
She did get together after Shan Yao broke up with the other party, but they knew each other before that, and she approached Shan Yao with impure purposes, and it was also before that.
It's not that she doesn't know that there is something wrong with her doing so, it's just that her eagerness for revenge made her subconsciously ignore this idea that is not good for her. In addition, she learned that the other party actually took revenge on herself. She was once locked in the women's toilet. The test papers left during the review in the library were torn up, and they were all done by the other party. She didn't mention this to Shan Yao, and the guilt in her heart disappeared along with the evil done by the other party.
However, even if only she knows this idea, she can firmly refute it, but Wen Ying's gaze prevents her from looking directly at her, she chooses to smile lightly, "What does the school girl want to say, let's talk about it next time." , Today is the school celebration, it's not good to make a big fuss."
Cheng Ye was really relieved that she was willing to "take care of the overall situation".
Looking at Wen Ying again, she also glanced at herself, snorted softly, turned around and left, he hurriedly chased after her, and stuffed her with the chocolate that Shan Yao had given her - that's why he ran backstage.
"Don't look at me, A Yao asked me to pass it on. He said you don't have the appetite to eat, eat something to replenish your strength."
"Damn it!" He Wei immediately went into a rage, "Why didn't you take out this thing earlier, you can't kill that one! Senior sister is amazing? Talking nonsense will be arrested by the police!"
Cheng Ye chuckled, "Harmony makes money, and harmony makes money." He was thick-skinned, unaware of being stared at by his junior, and instead asked Wen Ying, "You came on stage after Jiamei, right? What are you going to perform?"
"Dance."
He looked sympathetic, "The single lineup of this program is not good, how can the dance program be put together, the pressure is not small, right?"
Wen Ying didn't care about him, she just had a quarrel and wasted some time, and now she has to race against time to do the styling. Sure enough, not long after, she was called to wait, and the next program was her. Lu Jiamei's ballet in the front received warm applause, and there were even people whispering next to her in the background, "You have such a temperament, Lu Xuejie is worthy of being a goddess."
"Really, a girl's temperament is really important. I don't think anyone in the school can compare to Senior Sister Shanglu."
Not to mention the audience in the audience, ballet makes people's body lines soft and elongated, which can best reflect human temperament. Lu Jiamei has her own experience, and every move seems to be telling her own story, attracting people's attention. Let people invest, let people immerse themselves in it.
Shan Yao came late, but happened to see Lu Jiamei's dance, and the classmate next to him gave him a thumbs up, praising him for his good fortune.
But he tilted his head and asked Cheng Ye: "Have the things been delivered?"
"I don't understand you." Cheng Ye spread his hands, "Give it up, I saw her take a few bites before leaving."
"Ah That's good."
"However, when I was about to leave, I saw an elementary school student coming to her with food. She looked young and didn't wear a school uniform. I don't know if it is from our school. There are no people watching the show from other schools today. few… "
Halfway through his speech, he noticed that Shan Yao's expression was not quite right, so he immediately stopped talking.
Shan Yao subconsciously went to pick up the cigarette case, but was slapped by Cheng Ye, "Why are you crazy, the old class is still there, don't play it dead. Besides, the next one is your dear elementary school girl's show..."
While the two were talking, the lights on the stage suddenly went dark, and then there was a "snap", a single beam of light illuminated the people in the center of the stage, and there was a sound of gasping from the audience!
The girl is dressed in an exotic style. She is wearing a mermaid skirt. The warm red is like a passionate flame. There are ringing silver ornaments on the waist of the skirt. The upper body is a mesh top of the same color, revealing a white flat waist Belly, as the exotic music sounded, her belly turned softly like waves.
Belly dancing!
The impact of the picture was so strong that the boys who were talking about the goddess just now stared straight at the stage.
The rhythm of this dance is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and when it is fast, I hear Sakura's soft arms, buttocks, and belly swinging softly and quickly in a figure of eight. The white waves dazzle people's eyes. Slowly, the sideways kneading is as soft as boneless, and the swipe of the toes is like scratching the human heart with a feather, which makes people breathe lightly. Different from her body movements, she kept her face slightly sideways, her eyelashes drooping slightly, and her eyes fell on a certain part of the stage, making it impossible for people to see her facial expressions clearly. Suddenly, following a movement, her eyes turned Reaching the bottom of the stage, he winked at them.
"Oh my God!"
A boy collapsed on a chair, suffocating as if he had been shot with a red heart, "I can hardly breathe..."
The person next to him was heartbroken, and thought he was too noisy, so he covered his mouth and nose, "Forget about suffocating."
At that glance, it was as if the woman was finally willing to take care of her servants, and the boys in other directions suddenly burst into blood, "Look at this side! This side of the primary school girl, this side, oh, oh, oh, oh!"
Not only the boys, but even the girls couldn't take their eyes off it. People are visual animals, bright colors, lively dances, they watched without blinking, and many even came up with the idea of learning belly dancing.
Too beautiful!
Although ballet is also good-looking, it is said that it will deform the toes. Belly dance... Belly dance is not only good-looking, but also slims the belly! !
After a dance, the communication in the audience was unprecedentedly enthusiastic. They quickly passed on the dancer's information. In less than a moment, almost everyone knew which class she was in and what her name was. Go to inquire about Wen Ying's news.
Wen Ying didn't know about this, when she got off the stage, a bunch of fiery red roses appeared in front of her eyes.
Gong Xuan stuffed the rose into her arms, and gave her a warmer hug than the red rose, "Congratulations on your successful performance." Other than that, he didn't make any other intimate gestures, but his eyes were burning like he could eat people , The young boy's eyes are undisguised, frank and shocking.
A whistle sounded from somewhere nearby.
Wen Ying blushed suddenly, and fiddled with the rose petals, "Wait for me, I'll change." Seeing Gong Xuan nodding, she hurried to the changing place.
However, just as she walked through a curtain, a hand suddenly stretched out from inside, dragging her in unexpectedly!
It was pitch black behind the curtain, only slight breathing and the smell of tobacco from the other party could be heard. The narrow space forced her to put her hand against the other person, and she could even feel the restrained and suppressed rise and fall of his chest.
There was a brief pause for a few breaths, as if it had been a very long time. The other party seemed to be unable to make a rational judgment anymore. The big hand around her waist pressed down, making her cling to his body, and kissed him instantly. she.
He groped with his cold fingertips, touched her fingertips, and immediately intertwined them.
She was still holding roses in her arms, the bouquet was slightly tilted, and the fallen rose petals fell lightly to the ground.