She is soft on my heart

Chapter 132 Blinding the eyes of the old witch

When Bai Daiyi received Jiang Cong's call, he was accompanying his girlfriend in the dressing room. Ke Manman had just finished putting on makeup, and she had a pop dance for two tonight.

There are too many performers and they are not in one place.

"What's the matter, Brother Cong?" Bai Daiyi picked up the phone, and joked with a smile: "Don't worry, I will definitely shout out my throat in the audience later to cheer you and the little fairy!"

"Borrow a piece of clothing from your girlfriend." Jiang was a little noisy from the other side, and he directly explained his purpose.

"..."

Bai Daiyi was stunned for a few seconds, thinking he heard it wrong, he confirmed, "My girlfriend... borrow a piece of clothing?"

Hearing this, Ke Manman, who was playing with his mobile phone, looked up, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Cong said "hmm" on the phone.

Bai Daiyi seemed like an idiot, "...Brother Cong, you don't need to cross-dress to be popular enough."

Jiang Cong: "..."

The other end was speechless for a while, and briefly explained what happened in a few sentences.

When Bai Daiyi heard it, he cursed for a long time, and then recounted the matter to Ke Manman. The more Ke Manman listened, the more he frowned. At the end, he seemed to be connected to something suddenly.

She slapped the table and jumped up from the chair. Her face was painted with peach-colored vigorous stage makeup, which was more like a girl group, which weakened the beauty of her usual makeup, making her look extremely fresh and sweet. Now this face is full of anger .

"It must be Shen Miaoen's vicious maid!" Ke Manman could not understand Shen Miaoen's hypocrisy and always scolded her maid.

Her shout attracted the attention of many other people in the dressing room.

Bai Daiyi turned on the speakerphone on the phone, and seeing the little princess fuming into a puffer fish, he suddenly wanted to laugh, but for his own sake, he had to hold back.

Ke Manman didn't care that other people were looking at her, so he grabbed Bai Daiyi's hand and said to the other end of the phone: "After the rehearsal in the afternoon, I forgot my phone in the auditorium. When I came back to pick it up, there was no one there. I saw her from behind The clothing room is out, and her noble swan feathers are not placed with others, what is she doing there!"

After the high school performance in the afternoon, there was a formal rehearsal in the second year of high school. During the rehearsal, the cello was still in good condition. I checked the clothes before I left, and they were intact. Things were indeed damaged during the period between the rehearsal and the official performance.

Jiang Cong frowned, his eyes darkened, but the priority right now is not to settle accounts with that person, he said softly, "We'll wait until the party is over to talk about this matter, first make up the skirt and the cello."

Ke Manman thought about it too, "I have a lot of dresses, I'll call the driver at home, there should be time."

In terms of clothing, except for some individual exceptions, like Shen Miaoen's own ballet skirt, Miss Ke has high requirements, and the clothing has to be customized by herself. It was rented from an outside clothing store, and there was nothing extra.

"But what about the cello?" Bai Daiyi asked.

The cello was borrowed from the art department of the school. The procedures were cumbersome, and the teacher in charge had to sign it. Who knows where the teacher will put it for the New Year's Eve tonight.

"I'll figure out a way." Jiang Cong said.

After hanging up here, Ke Manman changed hands and called home.

"Yes! I'm going to blind the old witch's eyes with the handmade starlight dress I wore to Grandpa Lu's birthday party last time!"

……

One-third of the show had passed, the audience in front of the stage shouted excitedly, and the faces of those behind the stage were ashes.

The skit ended perfectly with a hilarious stalk. Amid the deafening applause, the female host's voice sounded through the microphone, and after a high-level introduction: "...then I invite students Shen Miaoen and Li Qiran from Class [-], Senior High Brought us the ballet Sleeping Beauty."

Unlike Ke Manman, who is said to be a princess by outsiders, Shen Miaoen's image and reputation have been created very successfully. In the eyes of boys in Ninth Middle School, she is a refined and elegant goddess, and in the eyes of girls, she is a gentle and well-educated lady from a famous family. She is dressed in a white dress, just like a white swan Just as noble.

The cheers only rose and never fell.

Several people looked over, and the hero sighed, "I also want to watch the goddess dance ballet."

They didn't hear the content of Jiang Cong's phone call, but they didn't know that his goddess was called crazy by him last second.

The heroine kicked him, "I can't wait to see you dancing?"

The hero pouted.

After Li Xingchen noticed that line of sight, he raised his eyes and looked over.

Eyes meet.Li Xing did not hide, but greeted him gently.

On the side of the stage, Shen Miaoen stood tall and slender, with complex emotions in her eyes, all of which were painted with hypocritical smiles.

After a moment, she looked back and went to the stage.

The hero covered his chest, "Ahhh! The goddess is here, I'm dead."

The heroine was so angry that she beat him violently, "It's not over, is it, go get me the cello first!"

Li Xing lowered his eyes thoughtfully, then glanced at Jiang Cong who was still trying to find a solution by the wall. He tapped on the screen and frowned slightly.

She took out the mobile phone in her bag and went outside, "I'm going to make a call."

The few remaining people looked at each other, shrugged and sighed, and could only sit and wait.

Jiang Cong over there noticed her, paused, and walked over.

The night was dark and windy, and Li Xing was wearing a down jacket, just a sweater. When the wind hit her neck, she shrugged her shoulders and walked to the railing.

The phone kept beeping, Li Xingchen clenched his fingertips tightly.

Finally connected, the voice on the other end was impatient: "What are you doing?"

Li Xing's brows brightened, "Brother, what are you doing now?"

"bath."

Li Xingchen: "..."

There seems to be the sound of water... Taking a shower and answering the phone?
She didn't have time to think about it, "Brother, can you wash it quickly, I..."

"I can't." Before she finished speaking, Li Yun interrupted ruthlessly, ready to hang up.

"Don't hang up!" Li Xingshen yelled in anticipation of his behavior.

She pursed her lower lip, and then spoke a little quickly: "I borrowed the cello from you and said that I would participate in a show, and now there is something wrong with the cello, can you..."

Li Xingshen paused for a moment, because she had never "ordered" Li Yun, and he was still busy taking a bath.

Her voice became smaller: "...can you send me your cello?"

Li Yun stroked his wet hair back, "...I'll give you the piano after taking half of the fucking bath?! Do you really think of me as your brother?"

"..."

There was a silence, but he didn't hang up.

Li Xing shivered from the cold, hugging her arms tightly, suddenly warmth surrounded her, she turned her head, Jiang Cong appeared behind her at some point, and put a down jacket on her.

She made a booing gesture, and Jiang Cong nodded.

Li Yun still didn't speak for a long time, but the sound of water stopped.

"Brother..." She called again anxiously, this brother was slightly different, the voice was as soft as a feather, sweet as sugar, with a little tail.

Although she didn't and couldn't possibly have the intention of acting like a baby to Li Yun, but the smell came out.

Jiang Cong's heart skipped a beat when he heard it, and he was inexplicably uncomfortable - because he had never been called that before.

Li Yun on the other end seemed to make a "hiss", which was so short that it was almost impossible to catch it, "Hold it."

He also muttered in an irritable tone: "Who the fuck is your brother."

Li Xingchen felt that it was impossible, and said in a low voice, "Then you wash..."

"What time is it?"

(End of this chapter)