Ye Cheng petrified on the spot, and stayed where he was.
After a brief silence for a few seconds, a group of people burst into thunderous shouts, which almost failed to attract the head teacher from the next door.
"Thank you Ye Shen! As expected of you, it's as if the Emperor of Europe has come hahaha!" Jiang Jin laughed wildly and dropped his phone, proudly saying, "Oh, I'm going to roll 2, just for fun!"
Zhou Minhao thumped the table with a smile, never expecting to be so slapped.
Ye Cheng resolutely said with a cold face: "This game doesn't count, I didn't want to participate in it."
Just kidding, it's fine to dance, it's still a woman.
It's okay to be a woman, but she still needs women's clothing, so crazy.
Jiang Jin quit immediately: "Brother Cheng, don't bring such a thing, you are the only 1 in the audience."
Others looked at him, he reacted, shook his hand and explained: "Uh, I mean, the only one who rolled the dice to 1, don't get me wrong."
Zhou Minhao couldn't help laughing, and deliberately answered: "Besides, there can't be zero among us, you are the chosen backup dancer!"
Several boys laughed together.
Ye Cheng said stiffly: "Don't even think about it."
No matter how soft they were, Ye Cheng still stood firm and stood firm.
So why on earth is he playing this damn game.
Zhou Minhao was just making a joke, so he had no choice but to be sarcastic.
Lu Xiao didn't say a word during the whole process, neither booed nor showed much anticipation.
It wasn't until everyone went back to their self-study at noon that he glanced at Ye Cheng thoughtfully. The tip of the tongue touched the side of the mouth, and a small bag came out.
The classroom fell silent.
Ye Cheng lowered her head to brush the questions, the tip of the pen rubbed against the paper, making a rustling sound.
Whenever he is in a messy mood, he always writes with extra effort.
Suddenly, a clump of paper ball hit his desk and rolled straight to his hand.
Ye Cheng raised his head and saw Lu Xiao holding his chin, and motioned him to look at the paper with his eyes.
Passing a note has to be so tightly wrapped, as if he might be able to open it easily.
He struggled to unfold the crumpled note, only to see a line written on it in a frenzy: [Is the bet last time still valid? Where is my 498 reward?]
The handwriting was so scrawled that the eyebrows were connected to the beard, and it was a word that had been honored to be on the blacklist of Chinese teachers.
It turns out that his handwriting is so ugly, no wonder he won't write as long as he can use a computer.
Ye Cheng picked up the pen and wrote a sentence, then pushed it to him directly.
Lu Xiao looked down, then bent her eyes in satisfaction.
[It works, what do you want?]
He took the note to himself, and covered it with his hand like a thief, so that no one could see what he was writing.
Ye Cheng snorted.
After waiting for a while, another ball was thrown from the next door.
Ye Cheng glared at him speechlessly, wondering if it's bothering her, she has to rub like this every time.
Lu Xiao blinked at him, and couldn't wait to let him take a quick look.
The note was opened inch by inch, and Lu Xiao stared at his reaction intently.
Ye Cheng kept her head down for a full five seconds, and then the roots of her ears gradually turned red, and the smudges spread bit by bit.
Then, he flipped the note upside down on the table with a bang.
Jiang Jin looked back in surprise: "What's wrong? The teacher is here?"
Lu Xiao immediately kicked him under the table: "Turn back, it's none of your business."
Jiang Jin turned around disheartened and continued to play Moore Manor.
Lu Xiao leaned over and said angrily, "How is it? As you said, you can do whatever you want."
Ye Cheng didn't want to talk to him at all, and crumpled the note again with a cold face.
Lu Xiao bumped his shoulder, and said with an unhappy face: "Do you see what I wrote clearly?"
Of course I can see it clearly, but it cannot be clearer.
Ye Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "You will regret it."
Lu Xiao's plan succeeded, and she couldn't help but smile: "What's there to regret, you will only regret it if you let it go like this. Do you think I'm as easy to fool as they are?"
"I can't dance." Ye Cheng made a final struggle.
The smile on Lu Xiao's lips deepened: "I will, I will teach you."
Jiang Jin was very puzzled, why in just one noon, Ye Cheng changed from "Don't even want me to dance" to "I was forced to be a prostitute to drive ducks to the shelves".
Even though his face was as cold as the twelfth lunar month, he still let Lu Xiao fill in his name.
After the literary and art committee submitted the program list, the news that class 20 was going to perform a pas de deux spread throughout the thirteenth middle school like wings.
In the afternoon, more than a dozen posts appeared on the forum to discuss this matter.
The first one to be released has already become hot, and the title is: [I burst into tears! Xiaocheng CP beauty emperor! !]
The host was incoherent with excitement: Who the hell would have imagined this? Two days ago, I was still heartbroken by Ye Meili's indifference, but today I saw the playlist and instantly broke my defenses!
1L: If you don’t understand, just ask, who is Xiaocheng
2L: Going back to the top, it’s Brother Yi and Ye Meili, Xiao~Cheng~
3L: Ah, the host is from Class 20, right? I saw it too, fuck it, pas de deux yyds! !
…
28L: Sisters, today my slogan is _______
29L: There is no tomorrow.
30L: There is no tomorrow.
31L: There is no tomorrow.
…
59L: Let me be curious, Xiaocheng is obviously spicy and sweet, why does the host want to be heartbroken
60L: Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Because Ye Meili treats homework equally when collecting homework, she didn't open the back door for Brother Yi.
61L: Ah, I'm at the back, and I happened to see Ye Meili secretly handing the paper to brother one...
62L: Fuckfuckfuck, really? Let's get married in situ, Xiaocheng.
…
104L: So here comes the question, who is the woman
105L: Needless to say, our first brother is the most A alpha among the thirteen, no one!
106L: Support Orange Xiao! I want to see Brother Yi jumping in the female position!
107L: Shut up, you, this is Xiaochenglou, Chengxiaoer, get out and enclose yourself.
Due to too many screen swipes on the homepage in a short period of time, the administrator had to ban new posts and set this floor as a centralized discussion floor.
At night, there were more than 600 replies.
The two protagonists didn't know that they were popular, so Ye Cheng couldn't figure out why he and Lu Xiao had a meal together, and most of the people in the cafeteria would pay attention to him.
baffling.
Although Lu Xiao boasted that he would be able to teach him within three days.
But the program still needs to pass the school's preliminary review, not only to "can dance" but to "dance well".
Now that she decided to go up and perform, Ye Cheng didn't want to be perfunctory.
The two took advantage of the time of evening self-study to find a small classroom to dance.
This song was so classic that it was played in the streets and alleys. As the familiar melody sounded, Ye Cheng followed the video and made a few moves.
He is tall and thin, and his limbs are well coordinated. He will not dare to split up, and he has a lot of flavor when he moves a few times.
Lu Xiao looked him up and down, folded her arms and said, "You still say you can't dance?"
Ye Cheng noticed his gaze, and immediately stopped jumping, what a fart.
"The movements are a bit complicated, let's ask the music teacher to pick them up tomorrow." He said without expression.
"Why, do you think I can't teach you?" Lu Xiao's voice was smiling.
Throughout the afternoon, the words "bad intentions" were written on his face.
Ye Cheng resisted the urge to punch him, and said coldly, "Don't go too far."
Let Lu Xiao teach
Teach him how to twist his waist? It's better to kill him.
Fortunately, Lu Xiao didn't overdo it, so she accepted it as soon as it was good, but unfortunately said: "Tsk, you missed a good teacher."
Ye Cheng took a deep breath and squeezed his fist: "Let me tell you first, I can't dance in women's clothes, absolutely impossible."
The only time in his life he dressed as a woman was on their wedding anniversary.
Lu Xiao prepared a lot of surprises that day, such as a cruise ship covered with roses, a romantic French meal with fireworks, and a five-carat diamond ring wrapped in ice cream.
After coaxing Ye Cheng into a dizzy state, he took out the jk that Ye Cheng didn't want to recall from the closet.
I don't know if he was obsessed, but he was coerced and lured into wearing that dress.
Then Lu Xiao changed his face, dragging him to the floor-to-ceiling window was a violent fuck.
That night until the next afternoon, Ye Cheng didn't leave the cruise ship's room.
From then on, he had a bone marrow fear of jk.
The current Lu Xiao is not as perverted as ten years later, she just smacked her lips in regret.
"Okay." He pursed his lips and muttered again, "How beautiful the women's clothes are."
Ye Cheng stared at him coldly.
Back home that night, Ye Cheng took a shower and prepared to do homework.
The moment the pencil case was opened, a round ball of paper fell out.
Under the light, he looked at the ball of paper, his eyes gradually deepened.
Light-white fingers pinched the ball of paper and slowly unfolded it. Two lines of words were written on it:
[Dance with me, if you dare to refuse, I will break up with you.]
The second line seemed to be added in a hurry, afraid that he would be really annoyed:
[As you said, you can ask for anything, you can't cheat.]
The sloppy and naive words in the two sentences are like a primary school student throwing a tantrum and saying, "If you don't agree, I won't talk to you anymore."
But it was such mentally handicapped words that made Ye Cheng's heart harden.
He brushed out a handful of half-dried hair, feeling a little delicate.
Ever since he transferred to the thirteenth middle school, he never thought about what would happen to Lu Xiao.
The only thought is to pull him back from his fall.
Unlike Lu Xiao many years later, he is now rebellious, passionate, and sensitive, like a familiar yet unfamiliar person.
Ye Cheng didn't know if she could accept Lu Xiao like this, and she didn't think about what to do next.
But there are always a few moments where he will let a corner of his heart collapse.
It seemed that the defenses and spikes all over his body were defeated by this kind of purity.
Ye Cheng shook her head, resisting from the bottom of her heart to think about it further.
On the second day of physical education class, the two asked for leave with Xu Chao to go to the music teacher to rehearse the dance.
The music teacher's name is Meng Qiaoqiao, Xu Chao's niece, and also the person in charge of makeup for this cultural evening.
She has cool short hair, metal earrings hanging on her earlobes, and exaggerated European and American makeup, she is full of cool sister.
After learning about their program, Meng Qiaoqiao showed a meaningful expression.
"It's quite courageous to choose this song." She opened the video and said pertinently.
Last night, they roughly familiarized themselves with the personal part, but they haven't tried the details yet.
Ye Cheng gave a suggestion with a headache: "Teacher, can you help us adapt it a little bit, some movements are really..."
He coughed and didn't continue.
This style of men's and women's stage, the dance moves are indulgent and bold, even with a hint of x.
"I don't think there is any need to change it, it will be explosive." Lu Xiao objected.
Ye Cheng glanced at him, and he immediately shut up.
"You guys dance once for me to see. You don't need to cooperate. Each of you will do your own part." Standing in front of the dance mirror, Meng Qiaoqiao raised her chin and said.
She stepped on ten centimeter high heels, with a strong aura, she reached out and slapped the accompaniment for them.
The two were caught off guard and hurriedly jumped up.
There is more than one meter apart from each other, as if dancing solo.
Every few beats, Lu Xiao's eyes would drift to Ye Cheng in the mirror.
Ye Cheng didn't notice it at first, but later he felt uncomfortable when he looked at it, and glared back while turning around.
Lu Xiao looked away and twitched the corner of her mouth.
Meng Qiaoqiao observed their movements carefully, and nodded when the dance was over.
"You don't need to adapt much, you are very suitable for this song."
"Xiao Lu has a good foundation and good control. Xiaoye, you don't have to be shy, just let go of the dance. Your body is quite soft, and this kind of dance is actually very natural." She commented.
Lu Xiao agreed and snapped her fingers: "Look, the teacher said the same thing, the hero sees the same thing."
It's the same size as you, and it's not you who dances women's steps, Ye Cheng cursed.
Meng Qiaoqiao said: "However, your cooperation is really terrible. A pas de deux dances like an enemy."
She shook her head and said, "This is the only program in your class, and it will disappear completely if it is picked up, understand?"
The two nodded with different expressions.
"Come on, let's start from the beginning." Meng Qiaoqiao rolled up her sleeves neatly and said.
From this time on, two people are needed to cooperate.
"One. Two. Three. Four, Five. Six. Seven. Eight... Paste it up, it's not like this. Wait, stop for a while." Meng Qiaoqiao turned off the music.
Lu Xiao put her hand on Ye Cheng's arm, and the two turned sideways to face the dancing mirror.
Originally, he was only covering with five fingers, but Meng Qiaoqiao stepped forward and pushed his hand down, and pushed it from behind by the way.
"The two of you want to raise fish, what are you doing so far away?" She frowned.
When Lu Xiao was pushed like this, she stuck her whole body up.
Through the thin school uniform, Ye Cheng's back touched a hot chest, and she could vaguely feel the outline of strong muscles.
The sunlight outside the window was projected on the wooden floor, and the air-conditioning in the dance classroom was fully turned on, but there was still a thin layer of sweat behind him.
The person behind seemed to be hotter than him, and the sound of the heartbeat pierced through the white school uniform, rumbling and vibrating the eardrums.
Meng Qiaoqiao grabbed Lu Xiao's chin and said, "You want to smell his neck, do you know what it is? What can you smell at a distance of ten centimeters?"
She looked at the blushing faces of the two of them, and said bitterly: "I said, can you two not have such a heavy psychological burden, it's just a dance, it's not a punishment."
Lu Xiao had never been manipulated by a woman like this in her life, so she couldn't resist.
He thought he could appreciate Ye Cheng's embarrassment. This person usually pretends to be serious, so it must be fun to be embarrassed.
Who knew that the teacher was unfavorable, and accidentally put himself in it.
"Got it." He angrily avoided Meng Qiaoqiao's hand.
This dance is really comparable to being executed.
Ye Cheng exhaled, adjusted and said: "Let's do it all over again."
After practicing the same movement five times in a row, the atmosphere eased up a bit.
But the two still didn't look at each other the whole time, and only looked at each other's hair when they put their faces together.
"Stop, stop!" Meng Qiaoqiao pressed pause again, "Pay attention to facial expression management! Lu Xiao, if you move your gaze a little higher, your eyes will turn into rolling eyes. Is it difficult to look at his neck?"
Lu Xiao's forehead was throbbing with veins, so he could only look down as he said.
I don't know if he has grown taller recently or what, before Ye Cheng's height seemed to be not much different from him, but now the top of his hair can only reach the tip of his nose.
When he lowered his head, he saw the neckline with only two buttons.
The first button on it was empty, he had ripped it off at the bar last time.
Seen from a height, the eye can see a piece of delicate white skin, deep collarbone, and... two points of pink.
The flash of pink was so abrupt that he was dazed for an instant, and Meng Qiaoqiao didn't hear him calling him three times.
"Lu Xiao? Lu Xiao!" Meng Qiaoqiao was speechless.
Ye Cheng turned to look at him, and only then did he react.
Meng Qiaoqiao raised her brows upside down and said, "You can't do this. Today is Thursday, and there are three days left before the assessment."
This Sunday, the school will review each program to finalize the final list and rehearse.
There is really not much time left for them to practice.
In order to speed up, Meng Qiaoqiao changed her strategy.
She spent a class time carefully digging out the movements of the two of them one by one.
In the end, he confessed: "The rest of you can work it out on your own. The main thing is the tacit understanding. You have to find the feeling as soon as possible."
After coming out of the dance classroom, the two walked side by side under the shade of the trees.
Facing the dazzling sun, Lu Xiao squinted her eyes and said, "Three days, it's so hard."
Ye Cheng was sweating all over, but her mood relaxed a lot, "Now I know it's difficult, who asked you to find trouble for yourself."
Lu Xiao turned around to face him, pouted her lips while walking backwards, "When that girl came to beg me, her tears were about to fall on me, so she can't just leave her alone."
The reflection of the mottled leaves across his cheeks made him exude a refreshing and energetic atmosphere.
Ye Cheng suddenly realized that no matter what age or status he was, some things never changed.
"Late self-study is over," he said, "go to the dance classroom to practice."
Lu Xiao opened her eyes slightly, and the dark pupils in the sun shone like obsidian.
"It's really rare that our college bully actually skips class on his own initiative one day." He joked.
"Do you want to go? Don't forget it."
"Yes, of course."
During evening self-study, the two seats in the back row were empty.
Jiang Jin fell asleep for most of the class in a daze, and was woken up by a stone outside the window.
He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a face painted white, and almost fainted from fright on the spot.
Taking a closer look, I found that it was Jiang Yirong.
"Come out." Jiang Yirong whispered.
Jiang Jin was still in shock, and ducked out through the back door.
In the corridor, Jiang Yirong held two cups of milk tea, looked around and said, "Where's Lu Xiao?"
Jiang Jin touched the back of his head, it turned out he wasn't here to look for him.
"He went to the dance classroom with Brother Cheng, and said he was going to rehearse the show." He said sullenly.
When he saw the milk tea in Jiang Yirong's hand, Jiang Jin's expression became even more disappointed.
"Shall I help him?" he asked.
Jiang Yirong shook her head, a little absent-minded: "No need, I'm going to find him, I just have something to ask him."
After finishing speaking, she turned and left without hesitation.
Jiang Jin sighed melancholy.
Jiang Yirong walked from the teaching building to the art center, her expression was not very relaxed, as if she was thinking about something while walking.
The dance classroom was on the second floor, and she carried milk tea and looked for it one by one.
When they walked to the third room, there were small conversations in it.
Just as she was about to knock on the door, she saw the scene inside through the crack of the door.
Lu Xiao wrapped Ye Cheng's waist with one hand and instructed him: "You have to lean back, it's too stiff. You won't fall down, I'll support you."
"Is that so..." Ye Cheng looked tense, and pressed against his chest half-way.
He was so focused on the mirror that his foot slipped and he stepped firmly on Lu Xiao's foot.
However, Lu Xiao didn't move at all. Instead, in order to prevent him from falling, the hand on his waist didn't move away, and he just let him step on it.
Ye Cheng lowered her head, only to realize that the pair of white AJs had already been trampled on several times.
He stood up and apologized in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
With that said, the other foot stepped on AJ again.
Ye Cheng: "..."
Lu Xiao's eyelids twitched twice, trying to ignore her favorite shoes, and said patiently:
"Relax, you danced well just now."
Starting from practice tonight, he seems to have adjusted his mentality, and has been actively driving Ye Cheng, and he has not shown any rejection of close contact.
Ye Cheng took a deep breath, intending to get into it seriously.
At this moment, the door of the dance classroom rang.
They turned their heads to look over at the same time, Jiang Yirong quickly stood her ground, blushed and said, "Sorry to bother you."
Ye Cheng quickly separated from Lu Xiao, Lu Xiao's hand paused, and he let go of him.
"Lu Xiao, I have something to do with you, if it's convenient..." Jiang Yirong faltered and explained her reason for coming.
"It's not convenient, it's rehearsal." Lu Xiao interrupted her.
Jiang Yirong's face froze.
Ye Cheng wiped off his sweat and said, "I'll go down and buy a bottle of water, let's talk for a while."
Judging by Jiang Yirong's expression, she didn't look like a girl Huaichun, so he passed her by without much mind.
After Ye Cheng left, Jiang Yirong couldn't help but look back at his back.
Lu Xiao shook her sweaty hair in the mirror, and asked casually, "What do you want from me?"
Jiang Yirong handed him the milk tea and said, "Here, the succulent grapes you like."
"Thank you." Lu Xiao took it and hung it on the handle.
Jiang Yirong hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually... I have nothing to do, I just want to see you."
Lu Xiao frowned, looked at her in the mirror and said, "Jiang Yirong, I told you, I don't want to fall in love."
"Who's going to talk about this!" She was anxious and stomped her feet.
Lu Xiao's voice was a little cold: "Then what are you doing?"
Jiang Yirong bit her lip, and could only say: "During the parent-teacher meeting that day, I... accidentally heard you talking to your mother..."
Lu Xiao turned around abruptly, forcing her to take two steps back.
"What did you hear?" His voice was very low, with a hint of chill.
Jiang Yirong turned pale, and stammered: "I, I just want to care about you, nothing else... Don't worry, I didn't hear anything..."
Lu Xiao's eyes were a little creepy, she looked at her coldly and said, "No need. If you don't want to cause trouble, just shut up."
He rarely speaks to girls in such a strong tone.
Jiang Yirong was terrified, her hand holding the milk tea bag trembled slightly.
Just when she thought Lu Xiao was going to beat someone up, a clear voice came from the door.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Cheng stood at the door, holding a bottle of water in his hand.
Lu Xiao raised her head and gave him a quick look, which made him stop and stand where he was.
He threw down the sentence "It's too late, we will line up tomorrow", and then left without looking back.
Ye Cheng and Jiang Yirong looked at each other.
He cleared his throat and broke the silence: "Are you okay?"
Jiang Yirong looked like she was about to cry, but the milk tea bag in her hand was about to burst.
"It's okay." She shook her head, still unable to hide her depression.
Ye Cheng said, "Did you quarrel?"
Jiang Yirong walked over and handed the milk tea to him: "No, this is for you. I wish you a smooth performance."
"...Thank you." Ye Cheng had no choice but to take it.
Jiang Yirong said: "By the way, I heard that the school will invite parents to watch the performance. Please pay attention to Lu Xiao and spend more time with him."
She didn't know what to say, and Ye Cheng was confused.
Jiang Yirong said softly: "I think he likes you very much, and he should be willing to tell you this."
Her last sentence was humming like a mosquito, but Ye Cheng didn't hear clearly: "What?"
"It's nothing, I'll go back first." She lowered her head and hurried away.
Ten minutes later, Ye Cheng was holding milk tea and hid with Jiang Jin in the corner of the back row.
After going around in circles, the cup of succulent grapes still fell into Jiang Jin's hand.
Ye Cheng gave him his own cup, and Jiang Jin asked, "Aren't you going to drink?"
"I don't like this kind, it's too sweet." He waved his hand.
Jiang Jin took a big mouthful of grape juice and was extremely puzzled: "Even if the confession fails, Brother Xiao won't be so angry, right?"
Ye Cheng shrugged and said, "Who knows, he seems to be in a good mood these days."
Because he promised to dance, Lu Xiao hasn't stopped gloating in the past two days.
"Forget it, don't worry about it, anyway, as long as Rongrong doesn't confess successfully, my chance will come." Jiang Jin said with a happy face holding the milk tea.
Ye Cheng recalled Jiang Yirong's last words, the performance will indeed invite the performers' parents to attend, but in the end there is no hard requirement for them to come or not.
For example, he would never let Gao Qiulan come because it was too embarrassing.
Could it be that Lu Xiao's reaction just now had something to do with this incident
After that day, Lu Xiao's mood seemed to return to normal.
On Sunday morning, they successfully passed the school inspection.
Although this dance is quite explosive, the only advantage of Thirteenth High School is that the school leaders are not as rigid as those of the Affiliated High School.
Ye Cheng still remembers that when she was in the first year of high school, she was banned from performing a girls' group dance in her class.
After the program list was finalized, even the uncle at the opposite door knew about the pas de deux between Thirteenth Lieutenant Colonel Cao and Xueshen.
There was even a group of people in the attached middle school who planned to sneak in to watch that night.
Huang Shengan began to bombard Ye Cheng with crackling news.
[You want to dance with your boyfriend without tomorrow?]
[It's too exciting, let me take it easy. [Sabeining ventilator]]
[Do you dance the female position or does he dance the female position?]
Restrain it: [He is wearing a short skirt and jumping in the female position.]
Huang Shengan was petrified.
Restraint: [So you still poke your eyes, don't look, and he is not my boyfriend.]
Huang Sheng'an: [... Don't.]
Ever since the spring outing, Huang Sheng'an has regarded Lu Xiao as the object of Ye Cheng's puppy love.
Ye Cheng couldn't explain clearly, so he simply ignored him. Anyway, it's useless to stop him, he will definitely sneak over to watch, and record videos with his mobile phone.
At Meng Qiaoqiao's suggestion, they ordered two costumes, one black and one white.
The loose shirt made of the same silk material is lazy and sexy, which is very suitable for this performance.
The other backup dancers were members of the dance club recommended by the art troupe, and they got together for the last time before Monday.
Since Monday morning, no one can concentrate on reading.
The cultural performance in the evening has become the most anticipated event this month.
In math class, Xu Chao hit three distracted people with chalk one after another.
He said angrily: "I don't blame you for deserting, can you start the afternoon class again? One or two seem to have lost their souls!"
Everyone is not afraid of him.
Li Junxiao asked with a smile: "Teacher, is there anything you look forward to most about the evening program?"
Xu Chao looked at the back row, and Ye Cheng immediately lowered his head, thinking that he couldn't see me.
"That has to be—" Xu Chao's face was like the sky in June, and it changed as soon as he said it, his eyes softened by more than an octave, "It's a pas de deux in our class."
The audience roared with laughter and looked behind one after another.
Ye Cheng's face was almost buried in the book, and she didn't even dare to look at Lu Xiao next to her.
It's endless!
Jiang Jin laughed so loudly in the group: [Cackling, the head teacher took the lead in kowtowing to CP, this is the first time in my fucking life.]
Don't eat fish: [I'm tired of saying the word envy. The one who was able to knock down candy in the previous life must be the virtue of the ancestors.]
Xiao Tang Chuan'er: [Looking forward to tonight's Xiaocheng! I was named twice by the teacher, and I died laughing, I couldn't learn it at all.]
Depressed szd: [Who is not...]
At seven o'clock in the evening, the art performance started on time.
Since the show "No Tomorrow" is relatively late, the two don't need to make up in advance.
Jiang Yirong was miserable, her girl troupe danced in the third place, and she didn't even bother to eat dinner.
Jiang Jin seized the opportunity, and Pidianpidian packed a box lunch for the goddess.
Meng Qiaoqiao asked Lu Xiao to go to the dressing room next door first, while she turned Ye Cheng here.
She deftly shakes off the brush, and starts to sweep the powder on Ye Cheng's face, feeling while melting: "It's good if the skin has no blemishes, you don't even need to cover up the blemishes, and you have to use the whitest color for the base."
She put the sequins under Ye Cheng's lying silkworm, and then applied a thin layer of lip gloss, and the face makeup was completed.
"Wow, look quickly." Meng Qiaoqiao raised his head and faced the mirror.
Ye Cheng looked at the surface of the glasses, calmly: "Thank you, teacher."
"Is that how you react?" Meng Qiaoqiao said unwillingly, but then she thought about it, "Well, after all, you have to be handsome by yourself every day when you look in the mirror, maybe you're used to it."
Ye Cheng was amused by her: "It's the teacher who turned it well."
Meng Qiaoqiao made him a heart-shaped bangs and said, "You really suit this style. I suggest semi-permanent. Thanks to the headmaster who said not to be too much, otherwise I will make you a more sexy one with a white shirt. Absolutely. Fry the scene."
Ye Cheng said helplessly: "I don't know if the scene will be blown up or not, maybe the principal will blow me up first."
"Pfft." Meng Qiaoqiao laughed.
When the makeup was almost done, there was a knock on the door.
"Please come in." Meng Qiaoqiao was busy fiddling with his hair and raised her voice.
The door of the dressing room was pushed open, and Ye Cheng saw Lu Xiao in a black shirt from the mirror.
His neckline was partly open, with tassels falling across his chest, and he wore black trousers and high-top boots.
The hairstyle was specially blown, it looked messy, but it showed a rebellious temperament; Liu Hai was pulled up, revealing sharp yet delicate eyebrows and eyes.
From head to toe, everything exudes a seductive aura of Zha Su.
You only need to stand there, and you will automatically attract the attention of the surrounding.
Even Meng Qiaoqiao couldn't help being dumbfounded when she saw him.
Lu Xiao passed her and put a paper bag on the dressing table.
"Didn't you just say you were sleepy? I ordered a cup of coffee." With one hand in his pocket, he stood by and watched Meng Qiaoqiao put on makeup.
From the moment he entered the door, his eyes never left the person in the mirror.
Ye Cheng opened the bag, and inside was a cup of latte, bitter orange.
"Thanks." He smiled, picked up the straw and took a sip.
The cold and mellow liquid, mixed with the rich bitter orange fragrance, flowed down the esophagus, and the whole person became sober in an instant.
Meng Qiaoqiao put down the spray and said: "Let it dry for a few minutes, don't touch it with your hands. I'll go backstage first to see if there is any makeup to touch up, and you guys pay attention to the arrangement of the field control."
Ye Cheng nodded and watched her leave.
Lu Xiao pulled a stool over, sat down on his right hand side, whistled and said, "It's beautiful, Brother Cheng."
Every time he called Brother Cheng, he was either teasing or making trouble.
But this time it was Ye Cheng who misunderstood, he just thought it was beautiful, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.
Lu Xiao's language has always been lagging behind, and she couldn't find any suitable adjectives for a while.
He only felt that Ye Cheng's whole body was shiny.
The hair is stained with bright silver powder, the ends of the eyes are covered with bright rhinestones, and the collar of the collar is covered with bright glitter.
It's so fucking beautiful.
Lu Xiao couldn't help but touched his hands, brushed his hair, and covered his hands with silver powder.
"Hey! I told you not to touch it." Ye Cheng became anxious and hurriedly stopped his behavior.
Lu Xiao smirked and stretched out her claws again. Ye Cheng didn't dare to move her head too much, so she waved her arm towards him.
Unbiased, the fingertips just caught his eyebrows.
"Fuck, you murdered!" Lu Xiao cried out in pain, covering her eyebrows.
Ye Cheng withdrew her hand and saw the darkness on her fingertips: "..."
Lu Xiao stared at those black fingers for two seconds, then shouted angrily: "You pay me for my eyebrows!"
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Five minutes later, Ye Cheng came back from outside panting.
"The makeup artists are all busy, no one is free." He said awkwardly.
Lu Xiao sat on the chair and sulked.
A third of his brows have been smeared off, looking rather comical.
In order to fit today's eyebrow shape, the makeup artist specially trimmed part of his original eyebrows.
This is all right, bring your own wifi eyebrows.
Ye Cheng glanced at the time, there were only three shows left before they played.
He swallowed, and took the initiative to say: "Why don't I try drawing for you?"
Lu Xiao looked at him with a stinky face: "Are you okay?"
"I've never eaten pork and I've seen pigs running, just follow the drawing." Ye Cheng didn't give him a chance to object, and took out a pen from the cosmetic bag.
Just as he was about to get started, he took a look, but found that the nib was too thin.
"I took it wrong, it seems to be eyeliner." He put it back and rummaged through it again.
Lu Xiao: "...can you be more unreliable?"
After some searching, Ye Cheng finally found the eyebrow pencil.
He spun out the nib, leaned over and said, "Don't move, I'm afraid my hands will shake."
The knife was already on his neck, so Lu Xiao could only let him slaughter him.
Ye Cheng gestured and found that it was a bit uncomfortable, so she gently hooked his chin and said: "Lift your face up a little bit."
With the slender index finger lifting the firm jaw, Lu Xiao felt as if she had been molested.
He raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him, those light brown crystal eyes were close at hand, and the eyelashes were also stained with silver powder.
Fluttering, fluttering, agitated and trembling with the master's breathing, like fragile cicada wings.
Damn, it's really mind-boggling.
He thought wildly.
Lu Xiao's legs were open, and Ye Cheng bent down and stood between his legs in order to draw his eyebrows.
While drawing and drawing, he felt that it was still difficult, so he bent his knees and knelt on the chair between Lu Xiao's legs with one leg.
In an instant, Lu Xiao's breathing stopped.
The knee in the middle of the leg was only a few millimeters away from him, and the fabric of the trouser leg almost touched his crotch.
At that moment, the pores all over his body were about to explode.
"Ye Cheng!"
Lu Xiao couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed his wrist for holding the pen, and moved it away from her face.
The protruding wrist bones were branded in the palm of his hand, and he wrapped the entire wrist with ease.
Ye Cheng was originally concentrating on drawing her eyebrows, but she was afraid that she might make a mistake.
With such a sudden movement, the eyebrow pencil almost brushed across Lu Xiao's cheek.
Frightened, he uttered an exclamation, and fell forward unsteadily.
It was too late and then too soon, seeing that the tip of their noses were about to touch each other, Ye Cheng hurriedly put his hand on Lu Xiao's shoulder.
Lu Xiao was also quite shocked, and froze in place, losing her ability to speak.
Click, the door lock turned.
"Yezi, when is your show..."
Huang Shengan's voice stopped abruptly.
After a while, he stumbled and said, "No, it's all right... You guys continue!"