Reborn as A Beautiful Model Student

Shu Hao Cang stands in front of Ye Sweethe, unlocking a bow on the chest.

And casually, put the shawl to the staff.

"Let's go, sweetheart."

In the hands of the leaves, it is a small piece of embroidery.

She walked very slowly, the skirt trembled like a wind blowing lotion.

Ye Sweethe Hearts and Shuyang Cang are a very good person.

That's afraid that they are already all the focus, they are at this time, but they still can't move, look natural.

"Different brother, the position of the moon, is very good."

In fact, the ticket for the music drama is the best position of the entire theater.

"Well, sit."

Shu Changcang and Ye Xiangxin sitting in his position, looking at the face from their position, just seeing the face of actors on the stage.

Not far from the distance, it is the best place to watch.

Under normal circumstances, people who can get the ticket at such a position are very powerful.

"Different brother, what did the moon?"

"The mother of the moon, has been engaged in the cultural art industry."

If you are in the case, let Ye Xiangxin understand, oh, it turns out.

Ye Sweethe Hearts, she looked at the stage, "Today's music repertoire is" tragic world "is the most famous music troupe abroad, and it is hard to find it."

"If you don't want to listen, we will quit in advance."

Li Wen Cang has no special interest in this musical, let him listen alone, he may not listen.

But if you have a sweetheart, it doesn't matter.

"I listen to it first."

When the music is officially started, the lamp of the theater is gradually dimmed.

A look of a look, hidden in the dark.

The curtain on the stage is slowly rising from the bottom.

The band sitting on both sides of the stage has begun to play.

Ye Sweethe Hearts and Strong Cute Index are deducted, and the two are quietly appreciated by this world famous musical.

Although, Ye Xianghe and Li Wen Cang have no professional musical drama appreciation ability. When the protagonist opens, Ye Xiangxin instantly feels that his sweat is vertical.

Good things, good musicals, will make people resonate.

Ye Sweethearted lips, listening very fascinating and serious.

Unconsciously, the musicals have ended the first part of the performance.

"Go out and breathe?"

Ye sweetheart nodded, "Okay."

The leaves of the leaves and the Wen Wencang slowly walked out of the concert hall.

Ye Xiangxin reached out, let Li Shu Cang also look at his arm, "I just sing the cavity, I really think there is a kind of creepy feeling, Di brother, you look ... I am sweaty."

Li Shancang holding the little hand of Ye Xinshe, pulling it into his arms.

"Sweetheart, many men are here, I want to take their eyes with their eyes."

Strong Shu Cang's hot breath, sprinkling in the ear of the leaves.

Ye Xiangxin felt something itchy, couldn't help but hide the arms of the Hustang.

Itchy. "

At this time, there is a lens, the appearance of the two people and the sorrows of the Wen Cang, quietly recorded it.

Shuo Cang consciously protects the face of the leaves, and strides the meteor to the front of the reporter.

"The camera gives me."

When the reporter looked at the sorrows of the Hustang, and when the firm face, the reporter could not help but protect the camera.