C9

"Envy?" It's not bad to hug Boss Yin's thighs, and maybe give you a little girl to do it. "

"That's true, without a BMW, POLO would be fine too. Always a car. "

Then there was laughter, footsteps, and a lot of people standing closer to me, waiting to see what was going on.

I was speechless, Yin Yijie, it really was powerful!

Hurry up and take your schoolbag downstairs. If you can't afford to offend me, you can just go back. No matter what, it's still my temporary home.

"Beautiful makeup!" Liao Liang was already blocking the stairs.

"Beautiful makeup!" Miao Miao dressed in pink, more lively than pea seedlings.

"Miss Mo." Comfortable standing not far from me, lightly called out, quietly looking at me.

There's a blockade in front and pursuers in the rear, do the heavens want me dead?

Comfortable and quiet eyes, let my nerves slightly relax, this moment, became my best comfort.

Lowering my head and shifting my feet, I brushed past Liao Liang and Miao Miao.

"Miss Mo, the food has been served. Get on." Comfortable attitude, calm tone. Although there was no obvious smile on his face, he still felt a sense of familiarity and comfort. Take my schoolbag and lead the way.

Makeup car, my heart is scared, that long-range control guy, what more are you trying to do?

These few days, I've always suspected that the lord loves to talk surface stuff. As the small burden of Yin Yijie, do I also count as one of his "faces"? Then naturally, his words would fall onto my head. Fortunately, this fellow wasn't too annoying.

In today's Freshmen Alliance, there will be many parents. The school didn't specifically ask for it, but it had become a tradition. There's going to be a parents' meeting soon after the fraternity, so I guess Yin is the only one here.

Should I be happy to be able to come? Maybe I should be happy. In the past, my grandmother rarely gave me a family meeting, but my parents never did. At that time, looking at other people's parents, I began to practice ignoring them.

"I have some matters to attend to today, so I can't come over to see you?"

I shook my head, pressed my lips together, opened my eyes, and looked out the window.

Outside the window, students came and went, moving tables and chairs and arranging the venue. There were also quite a few people gathered around our car, pointing and pointing, the fire in their eyes burning hot.

"I'll definitely be there for the next family meeting, huh?" I didn't react for a long time. My eyes slightly moistened and my tone was low. It seemed that I was able to touch the distance between them and reach out my hand.

"Right." I nodded.

As if someone had opened the door, Yin Yiji answered: "88."

I nod, hang up, hand myself over to the makeup artist, and let myself be butchered.

Every girl had a dream of becoming a princess, but the process of metamorphosis wasn't an easy one.

After an hour of torture and changing into three different sets of clothes, I am finally free!

"Mmm, Missy still has potential!" If we are well-prepared and have the qualifications, we will definitely be able to create a famous star! " The makeup woman was fiddling with the back of my hair, looking left and right, but she was still not satisfied.

"My dear princess, can you give me your hand, kiss it, and remember my humble name?" A certain makeup artist must have graduated from the School of Opera. This line of words and the actions of a gentleman were very appropriate. It had quite the feel of Tangshan.

"Miss Mo, when will the social meetup end?" Comfortable handed me a handbag containing my cell phone and sundries. She also gave me a bottle of fruit juice, which seemed to be freshly squeezed, mango juice.

I shook my head.

"When it's almost over, call me or the driver Xiao Song." Just look at me comfortably.

I nodded and got out of the car.

Shouts, shouts, whistles, jeers, claps, applause, and the sound of people running and jumping.

Yin Yijie had succeeded! I, more than Britney, caused a sensation.

Early development of a well-proportioned, slightly plump body, a delicate face like my mother's, a noble and elegant court dress...

Stepping in the sunlight, he held onto the long skirt with both hands, with the handbag on his wrist and the shawl over his shoulders. He stood up straight, as if there was no one around him.

I have unwittingly interpreted the full meaning of a British princess.

"Nice makeup. Come, sit over here." The form teacher, Zhou Qingyun, stood up in time to hide me in the middle of our class' territory.

I am very grateful, because I have heard so much talk, and it makes me feel very uncomfortable. Looking at the teacher, I said gratefully, "Thank you."

"Why did you just arrive? You're dressed so beautifully, are you preparing to act out a show? " Zhou Qingyun gently patted my shoulder and asked like a grandma.

I shook my head. It's not too late. As for the program, no one said they were going to put on makeup to put on a show. Otherwise, Yin Yijie would be acting everyday! Or was he acting right now? Although he wasn't there, he controlled it remotely.

I shake my head, close my eyes and smile helplessly. Why, no matter what, did she always think of him?

"Then sit here, and don't go anywhere." Zhou Qingyun let me go without a word.

"Thank you, teacher." I was relieved, and though I was in the crowd, I could be quiet for a moment. I have the ability to block out all sound, as if I'm in a place devoid of people. But today, things seemed to be a bit difficult. Flies always hooted in my ears.

"Is that what you said makeup is? "Yin Yijie?" my mother asked her daughter in a low voice. She looked at me casually.

In the Freshmen Alliance, the performers were all freshmen. There were a few excellent programs among the seniors that were similar to those used by the guests.

I sat down, unable to understand, their enthusiasm and excitement.

Once in a while, a couple of amateur students would sing a song while holding their guitars and playing the electronic zither. The scene immediately became lively.

Miao Miao's delicate body and sweet smile would soon become the focus of attention. With a red face, she smiled and said, "Now, I'm going to give everyone a song called 'Honey'. I'm not singing well, so please forgive me."

"Honey, you smile like a sweet honey, like a flower blooming in the spring wind, blooming in the spring wind …"

Miao Miao enough for today, singing more and more can wring water son. Looking at the restlessness of the aunties and boys, I suddenly felt that Old Song was still full of energy. The gentle and sweet little beauty, everyone liked her.

As the music slowly faded away, Miao Miao smiled tenderly and said, "This song … especially it was given to my old classmates. My makeup is really good. I hope you can continue to bring us familiar smiles." Your smile is sweeter than a flower in the spring breeze. I don't think anyone who has seen it will forget it. Everyone says, do you want her to come up and laugh for everyone? "

Uh, let me laugh? To think that she could think of such a thing!

My head was filled with black lines. This bastard, why is he deliberately making life difficult for me?

Could it be that she was Yin Yijie's toddler, trying to find a way to push me out? Did she make a profit?

Everyone's gazes had already shot towards me. The crowd was silent, curiously anticipating the show. There were all sorts of things. Suddenly, he heard someone discussing, "She looks quite familiar."

"That's right. Everyone has seen Boss Yin personally send her to school. Every day, the BMW took me to the restaurant for lunch. "A certain daughter's saliva flew everywhere as she counted the items on her body. There were even my clothes. Typically, they were sour grapes.

"Hey, have you heard? "Yin Yijie will do it for her …" Another mother lowered her voice and whispered to the parents she knew.

"Don't interact with her too much in the future, otherwise your reputation will go down the drain." My father was not like that, he immediately issued a ban.

"That's right, you listen too. You can't learn to be bad with her, or else I'll break your legs." A certain mother quickly agreed, as if she had found a suspected SARS case and was prepared to immediately isolate her children.

"Oh!" Someone suddenly realized what was going on. He held his forehead and remembered, "Isn't this her daughter?" Looks pretty much alike. "No wonder Yin Yijie would fall for it."

I lowered my head, feeling for the first time that the words of these people were like knives in my numb body.

I thought that I had trained to my home and was calm enough and patient enough, but being insulted like this again and again, I …

"Come up here with your makeup on!" Miao waited for a while, and when he saw everyone's eyes on me, but didn't see my response, he enthusiastically shouted out, "Everyone says, do you want me to go up with you, Say-Hello? Did anyone want to know her? If you want, then show us your sincerity! "

Under the instigation of a premeditated organization, whistles and screams blotted out the sky as they assaulted me!

"Nice makeup, go up and say a few words, or else it won't be hard to get off the stage." Zhou Qingyun frowned and came over to whisper to me.

I suddenly felt like going home. It was very quiet there. Comfortable footsteps are always quiet and never disturb me. I knew that although I could block out all the noise, I still yearned for a pure world.

En, go. Those that come will not be able to hide. I walked slowly toward the stage, just as I had come, carrying my handbag and holding my skirt, moving away from the crowd. Since he wanted to see, he had to pose himself.

I lifted my head, stretched my neck, and straightened my back.

The field of thousands of people immediately quietened down. Over ten thousand pairs of eyes followed my footsteps …

"Gudong."

Miao Miao rushed over and stepped on my skirt …

Then, sliding away from me in a very strange way, I leaned over and fell into the arms of the male host.

The crowd went silent, suddenly becoming more and more restless.

Miao looked at me with resentment, then she put her hand on mine and stood up.

"Next, can you please put on a performance for us?" The male host said.

All of a sudden, a male student jumped onto the stage. The male student in our class consciously rushed up to the stage and snatched the microphone from the male host.

"I hear you used to be a dancer, didn't you? What dance have you prepared for us today? We are all looking forward to having you as a partner. " The male host's eyes were burning as he looked at me. His tone of voice retained the professional temperament of a abbot. The boy came up to me and held out his hand. He made a standard gesture of invitation to me, looking forward to my response.

"I'm sorry, I won't." I flatly refused.

"Why don't you do a Spanish bullfight and just hold your skirt and relax and let me carry it?" The patience of a male student is really great. I really don't know why he works so hard. Could it be that there's a prize for his patience today?

Suddenly, before I was ready to worry about face, I heard the warm Spanish dance music.

The dancers took off their coats, pulled out a hat, and put it on their heads. A standard Tangshan matador appeared.

He danced around me once, holding me in his arms and spinning 360 degrees, the princess waving her long skirt, and this was the moment she began to dance!

"Hua, wow …"

Countless people stood up, and as the dance music shook, another climax of the fraternity, unprepared for it, arrived!

Excited, the boy was even more excited, while taking me to dance, at the same time he was constantly performing, constantly showing off the dancers' unique skills. He was going crazy after a while.

One had to say, his dancing was really good.

I was at his mercy, and I could dance as if I were a god.

Although he did not know what the bullfight looked like, it was still beautiful, full of enthusiasm and unstoppable charm!

I can dance too, I secretly learned it from my mother when I was young, my talent is very good.

But today, I just didn't want to move. I relaxed and let him carry me around. Suddenly, I felt a sense of relaxation and release.

His feet gradually caught up, spinning, spinning, jumping …

As each wave was stronger than the last, he would become more proficient at it. Pleasure … Gradually all over my body, making me feel as if I was dancing in heaven!

After repeating it twice, the music stopped abruptly. I stood there panting, my face rosy and beautiful, the corners of my lips slightly raised, the excitement still lingering in my mind.

"Good jump!" Miao looked at us with sincere admiration.

The applause from the audience lasted for a long time.

"Beautiful makeup!"

Liao Liang shouted loudly. He jumped out from a corner and surprised me.

"Awesome!" Liao Liang held my hand.

I struggled a little, but I didn't dare let her hold on. I didn't know who would fall next.

"Come, let's go eat something together, I'll treat you!" The boy seemed to have found a shield.

"You can go now." I started to walk towards our class, ready to hide and avoid trouble.

"Alright then. We still have some activities tonight after the social meetup." Liao Liang was exceptionally happy. He stuck close to me and pulled my arm without any expression. We sat together in our class to watch the performance.

As I stepped down, no one paid much attention to the performance on the stage anymore. His gaze would occasionally glance at me, the contents of his gaze bizarre.

It was getting darker and darker, and a storm was coming, because it might rain, and the fraternity was ending early.

"Nice makeup, go change and eat …" Liao Liang pulled me along.

"Let's go and play with our classmates." Teacher Zhou also refused. She's always been nice to me, and I know she wants me to be cheerful. I couldn't refuse her.

I carried my skirt and lazily followed Miao Miao. The three of us went to the school closet to change into one of my clothes. Old school uniform. There was a hard object in the pocket of my school uniform. It was cold and I held it in my hand.

In the past, I was used to having a knife in my hand at any time. Although it might not be of any use, holding it in my hand when I was in danger gave me a strange sense of security.

"What do you like to eat?" Liao Liang's eyes lit up. It was obvious from one look that he still wanted me to treat him.

"I remember there was a new Korean restaurant that was pretty good. It was on the way here, a little off, but there were quite a few people and it tasted good. "Pickled rice with seaweed, it's very fragrant!"