Although it is a rehearsal, everyone attaches great importance to it. The dress of host Long Zhenghui is very grand. He, who is not very handsome at all, puts on such an outfit, which immediately reminds people of a poem: Buddha relies on golden clothing, people rely on it.
Depend on clothes.
Wu Chi watched him dangling in front of him (in fact, Long Zhenghui just wanted to chat more with Ai Chen, but Wu Chi, the light bulb, refused to leave), and felt very envious in his heart. He wanted to do it again when he had the opportunity.
Host, if you put on such a dress, how many beautiful girls would throw themselves into your arms! Thinking of this, Wu Chi licked his lips unconsciously, with a look of infatuation on his face.
"Damn it, there are no beauties here except me, why are you making such an expression?" Ai Chen knocked Wu Chi on the head and said angrily. Maybe Ai Chen's learning ability is too strong. In such a short period of time, she
Successfully learned narcissism from Ye Qingqing.
Wu Chi scratched his head complainingly and turned to glare at Ai Chen.
Ai Chen put his hands on his hips, as if I am the boss and who am I afraid of?
"Puch!" Wu Chi couldn't help but laugh, "Actually, if you open your legs again, you can really be considered a beauty."
"Open your legs?" Ai Chen asked doubtfully.
"A beauty with a compass shape, a bean curd beauty!"
When Ai Chen heard this, she immediately became furious, and regardless of her image, she regarded Wu Chi as the battlefield for her pink fists to be used.
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Under the auspices of Long Zhenghui and two other girls, the rehearsal of the freshman party officially kicked off. The audience at the scene exceeded 500 people. In fact, if it were not for the rule that so many people were not allowed in today, there would have been twice as many.
Number of people.
It started with a song and dance performance, which has become a must-have for almost every party on TV.
A well-dressed singer staggered onto the stage holding a microphone. Is this skirt too wide? Wu Chi in the background couldn't help but sweat for her. I don't know why such a skirt was designed. Does it look good? I
I think most people would say no, but everyone thought it would be very exciting to hide under that.
A dozen girls with heavy makeup danced happily under Xiong Yan's command, not forgetting to wink at the same time.
"This is to pave the way for the next show. In that case, no one will say anything if the next show is bad." Xiaojing, who was sitting on the stage, said slowly, as if he had arranged the party.
"But if that's the case." Lao Teng looked at Tian Luo and Zhen Yunqing beside him, and whispered into Xiao Jing's ear: "Wu Chi's program should be ranked first."
"I think so too, Lao Teng, I didn't expect that you are also very smart!" Xiaojing laughed and patted Lao Teng on the shoulder. He felt that it was a very pleasant thing to hurt Wu Chi, but then he saw a worry
The look in his eyes came from Tian Luo's side.
Xiaojing's attention turned to the girl named Zhenyunqing next to Tian Luo. It has to be said that although Zhenyunqing is not as cute and brainless as Tianluo (this is Xiaojing's evaluation of her, because she actually chose Wu
(Chi is her boyfriend.), but in terms of big breasts, she and Tian Luo are still on a par with each other.
Such a girl, if not in Yuteng, would at least be a school belle. Xiaojing's heart suddenly felt itchy. However, although Xiaojing was very lustful, she was not very courageous, and now she had feelings for Zhenyun, and in her heart
After much deliberation, I didn’t know how to initiate a conversation, so I had no choice but to lean into Lao Teng’s ear and ask him what to do. This was obviously a sign of seeking medical treatment in a hurry, but men and women in love generally seemed to have this problem.
"Tian Luo, you said these two classmates, Master..." Zhen Yun gestured with her hands for a long time but failed to express her meaning clearly, so she could only say: "They are not comrades, are they?"
When Xiaojing and Lao Teng heard this, they looked at each other with disgust in their hearts.
Xiao Jing hurriedly pushed Lao Teng away, but accidentally pushed Lao Teng's chest. Lao Teng, who was famous for being ticklish, moaned uncontrollably.
"Really!" Zhen Yunqing glanced at the two of them worriedly.
Xiaojing and Lao Teng now even wanted to die, so they hurriedly explained: "No, how could we be gay?"
"Yes, are we really not?" Lao Teng's face turned red anxiously.
The two of them are like this, and now even Tian Luo is suspicious, "Lao Teng, Xiaojing, aren't you serious?"
"I want to jump off the building, Lao Teng, will you go too?" Xiaojing was about to cry but had no tears.
"Are you both going to die for love? No, no, I'm sorry. We're not discriminating against you, it's just weird." Zhen Yongqing asked innocently with her eyes wide open.
If Wu Chi were here, he would definitely hug Zhen Yunqing and cheer loudly: Master loves you to death!