The makeup artist was caught off guard and embarrassed. I said, "Miss Yingmo is a star, and I'm just an ordinary person. How can I be compared with Miss Yingmo?"
Yingmo stood up suddenly and walked towards me quickly. The makeup artist was stunned and lost the ability to react. She bullied me and held my right wrist with one hand. I felt a chill on my wrist: "Knowing that I am the most
What do you hate about you?"
"Miss Yingmo can speak directly." My wrist is getting colder and colder...
"You look like you are not afraid of anything, but you always look down on people." Ying Mo said bitterly, "I really want to know, are you not even afraid of death? Are you just being cruel?"
“Only when you truly face death can you know whether courage is true or false.”
Yingmo threw away his hand: "That's a beautiful statement."
The cold feeling on his wrist disappeared, and Fenghuang opened the door and came in: "Ruolan... why are you here?"
"Putting aside our relationship, can't artists from the same company come over to support us?" Ying Mo said with a smile, "It's too outsider."
"Ruolan, put on your makeup."
The cheers outside had penetrated the wall. The 3,000-person venue for Fenghuang’s farewell concert was packed with people. There were many people standing in the aisle with shining light signs in their hands. I opened the curtain and watched.
The crowd in the audience suddenly thought of something. It was daytime now. Fenghuang moved this concert to daytime. The familiar smell behind him was getting closer and closer: "Are you touched?"
"What?" I turned around and met Fenghuang's eyes. His eyes were full of smiles. The gloomy iron-faced man before was nowhere to be seen.
"It doesn't matter if I'm with you during the day." Fenghuang said softly, "This is my proof."
He hugged me gently from behind: "Remember today."
I remembered that although we were at both ends of the stage, the sense of distance had completely disappeared. I couldn't hear the cheers from the audience, I couldn't hear the screams from the audience, only his voice rang in my ears.
What is under my feet is not the stage, but the clouds, my body is light and airy...
After the performance, I went to remove my makeup with great relief. Jiajia came over with coffee: "Ruolan, this is for you."
"How did you come?"
"It's Fenghuang's farewell concert. I begged the teacher for a long time before he agreed." Jiajia pouted and said, "You are so lucky to be able to accompany Fenghuang."
She was so excited that she knocked over the coffee in her hand, which happened to fall on me, "It's okay, I'll ask Sister Mei to borrow some clothes to change." Before Jiajia apologized, I took the lead in proposing a solution.
"Ruolan, you are so kind."
I smiled and went to find the costumer. The beautiful lady happily lent me her own clothes and put on clean clothes. I breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door to the dressing room. The voice from the next room told me to stop.
Stepped down.
"Don't follow me again."
I can't mishear Fenghuang's voice, and the person standing opposite him must be Yingmo.
"I'm worried that you will be impulsive." Yingmo said, "You don't want to make enemies of everyone, right?"
"unnecessary."
"Fenghuang, I love you, I am the only one suitable for you."
"I will not accept your love. Don't hurt Ruolan. I know exactly what you did today." Fenghuang's voice was sharp: "Otherwise, I will kill you."
Holding one hand on the wall, my body is trembling slightly, kill you. In modern legal society, these three words appear very commonly. What confidence do they have!