When Ling Jue came backstage, mu Aonan was taking photos in a European prince like dress. Beside him stood his bodyguard, played by Bai Yao and Wang Xiang.

See class A1 people coming, they look arrogant.

Their stories are modern, much better than their ancient ones.

The first place is definitely theirs.

Mu Aonan looks at lingjue with a sneer. This time, lingjue is not the leading actor. Do you want to be the first? Ha-ha.

Lingjue walked in front of him, and dusk Aonan wanted to stretch out her feet to give him a hug, but she didn't dare.

Because he was afraid that he would be trampled by lingjue.

"Nange."

"We're going to win. We have the last one."

"Mm-hmm!"

The three watched class A1 go away, with heavy expressions on their faces.

In fact, they are a little empty.

After all, lingjue has won them so many times. Now even if they win, they are still not sure they can win.

……

Lingjue goes into the backstage. The girl has gone to the girls' dressing room. She takes the clothes that Ouyang gave at night and looks at the group of boys changing clothes in front of her.

She came out with her clothes. "I'll go to the bathroom."

"Mr. Jue, put your clothes here..."

Before Ouyang had finished speaking at night, lingjue took her clothes and went out at a fast speed.

She went to the men's room, went into the cubicle, put on the long clothes, and put on the shirt inside.

It seems a little wrong -

the shirt is particularly ugly.

She could only take off her shirt and put on her white robe. After changing her clothes, she went out of the men's room.

Ouyang is waiting for him outside. It's a little surprised to see that he has changed.

"Why did you change it inside?"

"By the way."

Lingjue raised her eyebrows, looked at him in a blue robe, and nodded, "you are so handsome."

Ouyang didn't make up at night, so he didn't have long hair. His short hair was a bit inconsistent, but he was tall, so he was very handsome.

"You are really handsome, Mr. Jue." Ouyang looked at his dress at night, a little surprised.

Ling Jue chuckled, carrying her shirt and walking in front of her. "Where is the makeup artist you said?"

"There is a small dressing room over there where we change clothes."

"Well."

Ling Jue is the first to walk in front of him. Ouyang night looks at his back. Although he has short hair and a robe, he looks better than the actors in the robe.

Lingjue is really a miracle

God's most perfect masterpiece.

……

Lingjue comes to the dressing room, everyone has changed. Now Lu yilie is making up, bringing him a long black hair headdress and a dark red robe.

He doesn't need to change clothes, it's all the time.

Lu yilie is soon ready, and Ouyang night is back. His hero is also dressed up, this time with long hair.

The whole person is a good young man.

When lingjue was waiting, she heard the sound of wechat. She opened her mobile phone and saw that it was sent by Feng Yulin.

There was a soft smile on her face.

"Backstage?"

"Well."

"Wait for you."

"Good."

Lingjue looks at this simple dialogue and feels warm.

"Mr. Jue, here you are."

"Good."

Before Ling Jue left, the makeup artist brought him a long hair, black, looking at Ling Jue in the mirror shocked.

"You are so handsome. If you were in ancient times, what else could Pan'an do?"