There was already thunderous applause from the audience.

Even Xiao Yang couldn't wait:

"Damn it, I stayed in our monk temple every day, and finally came up to see the world and expand the girls' connections. Hello, Shen Laosi, which show Jiang Meidi? I'm ready to shout loudly."

Standing in the crowd, the black long wool coat was wearing a noble tuxedo, holding feathers in his hand covering his face:

"Didn't see it."

Xiao Yang knew he was fooling around when he heard this. In addition, he was dressed so sexy tonight, which made him look like a rural villager. He couldn't help but spat:

"Pretending, keep pretending! Looking at your peacock's appearance, those who don't know would think this is your confession scene!"

-

At this moment, the person who really wants to confess is putting on makeup in the background.

Yu Xichen was petite and didn't wear a long skirt prepared by the school. She spent a huge sum of money and asked someone to customize a light pink strapless dress.

It has irregular shapes in front and back, which not only sways the tail, but also reveals her slender calves.

Even the makeup artist brings his own, and he has never been solemn before.

Jiang Zhiyu sat next to her holding this programming textbook, watching her turn from fresh and beautiful, becoming elegant and charming little by little, and she praised her:

"If I were Song Xun, I would be moved."

Yu Xichen finished it himself and urged her to change her clothes:

"Oh, stop talking, the sequence of programs we draw is very high."

Jiangzhiyu was originally here to make green leaves to set off the little red flower Yu Xichen, and she was not concerned about these superficial things:

"It's too cold. When it's almost here, I'll change my clothes and go straight to the stage."

Yu Xichen stroked the little skirt on her body, remembering someone's earnest instructions, and pushed her into the changing room without saying a word, and stuffed a paper bag in:

"Try it quickly. When I customized the small skirt, I bought ready-made clothes casually. If you have a good figure, you will definitely look good in whatever you wear."

When she said this, she almost bit her tongue.

What to buy at will...

It was obvious that this one I had brought with me when Chen Si helped Jiang Zhiyu to customize the dress.

Jiang Zhiyu rarely dresses up on weekdays, because she is calm and powerful, she is already at the forefront of the storm.

Besides, she doesn't have the spare money either.

But she did not refuse Yu Xichen's kindness, guessing that it was a small gift to drag her into the water.

But when she took the skirt out of the bag, she immediately denied this idea.

This is an expensive modified version of the cheongsam dress that reveals an inside and out.

The pure white fabric is as soft and smooth as satin, and is covered with roses outlined with silver thread from top to bottom.

The stamens are the same as the buckles on the neckline, and are decorated with clear jade.

At first glance, it is valuable.

"Yu Yu." She put her clothes back into the bag and knocked on the door.

Outside the door, Yu Xichen knew that she must have noticed something strange, and said seriously nonsense:

"Don't worry, I used my mother's cheongsam in her early years. Anyway, it's still there. At worst, you can just give it back to me after the performance."

After the question was solved, Jiang Zhiyu took out the skirt again:

"Thank you aunt for me."

I feel at ease.

Yu Xichen quickly gave Chen Si the jade hairpin that he handed to her and carefully offered it to the dressing table, and repeatedly reminded the makeup artist:

"This is a good thing at the antique level, so be careful."

Makeup artists have been doing this industry for some time. They have seen a lot of jewelry, but have never seen such a good quality.

There are only a few old shops in the entire capital.

Jiang Zhiyu changed his clothes and came out. The silver thread flashed with unique light under the dim light, making people unable to see it.

Yu Xichen slowed down for a while before he held back his eyes full of surprise and pressed him in front of the dressing table.

Seeing that Jiang Zhiyu was about to refuse again, she quickly asked the makeup artist to move out something that had already been agreed upon:

"Don't worry, your face is naturally cold, so I won't help you with eye shadows, etc., so I will give you a thin layer of powder and help you tie your hair to match the clothes on you."

Yu Xichen nodded wildly on the side, and Jiang Zhiyu could only give up struggling:

"Come on."

The front desk has performed the third program, and they are next.

Jiang Zhiyu opened his eyes under Yu Xichen's light pat. He had fair skin in the mirror, and a little lip gloss was stained on his lips, and there was clear pink.

Heilong, who was almost waist-throwing, was tied up behind his head and was tied up with a hairpin.

He pulled out his hair on both sides of his forehead, curled up with a faint curve, outlining his delicate face.

There is familiarity in the strange.

It is beyond the dust and does not hide its beauty.

-

The previous show is about to be released and is about to end.

Wang Yuyan came to the backstage hypocritically and prepared to "take care of" Jiang Zhiyu.

As early as yesterday, she was ready for the costume, and what she gave Jiang Zhiyu was a long strapless dress with loose threads.

As long as she bows on the stage and the thread breaks open, she will be embarrassed.

But when Wang Yuyan saw such dazzling river fish, especially the jade hairpin on her head, her face suddenly turned dark.

Others don’t know, but she heard Xiao Yang and the others mention it.

Shen Si's mother's favorite thing during her lifetime was an emerald hairpin carved with birds paying phoenixes.

The nails penetrated deep into the palm of your hand, and the eyes were full of reluctance.

Wang Yuyan's eyes were fierce, she took out another program list and walked onto the stage:

"The following program is very unusual. The performer is also a storied figure in the next friend's school. Do you want to know earlier?"

"think!!!!"

A trace of darkness flashed in his eyes. When Wang Yuyan picked up the microphone and was about to replace Jiang Zhiyu's "The Most Romantic Things" with the extremely difficult "Love Letter", a violent cheer suddenly broke out from the audience.

Beside him, Shen Si was wearing a black tuxedo and feathers, as if he had fallen into the world, and his fascinating deep and low voice:

"Everyone is waiting for a long time, I am Shen Si. As a mysterious guest of this party, I have also brought you a small program."

"Next, please enjoy the four-handed pairing and piano accompaniment - "The Most Romantic Things."

The girls in the audience burst into tears in an instant.

Wang Yuyan was immediately put on the table, not knowing how to get off the stage.

The stage suddenly became dark, and Shen Si was captured by the lights, walked to the entrance of the backstage and gave an extremely standard gentlemanly ceremony.

Jiang Zhiyu, who was pushed to the front by Yu Xichen, slowly put his palm into his palm.

She was afraid of blocking her vision, so she did not wear a mask.

Two eyes collide under the light, one light and one dark.

"Little girl, you're very beautiful tonight."

Then he led her to the center of the stage, and Yu Xichen followed her up.

The three of them bowed and then went to their own places.

Since then, Jiang Zhiyu’s face has nothing to hide.

The boys in the audience were stimulated by her cold feeling, and their voices were louder and louder.

Yu Xichen picked up the microphone, wore a rabbit mask, and sealed her pink lips with her index finger:

"Shh--"

The scene was silent in an instant, and what followed was a melodious piano prelude.

Yu Xichen looked at Song Xun not far from the audience and told him emotionally:

"The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you~"

"Cavor a little laugh along the way and leave it until you sit in the rocking chair and chat slowly~"

There had never been a real four-handed team before, but Jiang Zhiyu and Shen Si cooperated tacitly and were intimate.

Seeing that the last part had reached, she relaxed, gradually raised her head, and looked at Yu Xichen in the center of the stage.

This is her only good friend in her life.

At this moment, she sincerely hoped that she could dreams come true.
Chapter completed!