It turns out that the boss is a bamboo horse
Chapter 2 leave at most 5 seconds
Chapter 2 leave at most five seconds
Yu Huanxi picked up the eyebrow pencil and quickly traced her eyebrows. Before she even had time to apply lipstick, she rushed into the room to change her clothes.
Fu Mo Nian doesn't need to worry about anything, his current body suits him very well.
In less than 3 minutes, Yu Huanxi changed her skirt and came out. She wore a white and slim suspender skirt, which was simply decorated with ribbons tied to her wrists. It was fresh and pleasant, with a dusty temperament.
Fu Mo Nian was tall and straight, with one hand in his trouser pocket. Suddenly, the lights on the stage dimmed, covering the corners of his raised lips.
Another host, Zhang Lingling, took the stage to host and announce the next program.
"Will you really do it?" Yu Huanxi's eyes were burning with worry.
Fu Mo Nian stretched out his right hand, which was slender and bony, with round nails, "It was born for playing the piano."
The corner of Yu Huanxi's mouth twitched, and a disdainful white eye flew over, "The answer is not the question."
Zhang Lingling stepped off the stage, and it was their turn to appear on stage. Fu Mo Nian arched his right hand, but Yu Huanxi was unmoved, and walked up the stage by lifting the hem of his skirt.
The pretty brows frowned, and he directly pulled Yu Huanxi's hand to hold his own, and the two of them made their grand entrance like a bride and groom.
The whole school was in an uproar.
Everyone didn't expect it to be the school grassroots Fu Monian!
Fu Monian and Yu Huanxi's match made boys and girls cheer louder and louder!
Under Yu Huanxi's watchful eyes, Fu Mo Nian sat in front of the piano with a very professional attitude, his slender and clean fingers lightly touched the keys, a beautiful and smooth prelude came slowly, and the whole school was instantly quiet.
Didn't she have hallucinations?
Fu Monian...can play the piano?
I haven't seen you for two years, this kid is promising!
Looking at each other and smiling, Yu Huanxi began to sing in front of the microphone: "Your good night is a subconscious sympathy; I stayed until late at night to treat insomnia and sleep talking; that handwritten letter was left at the bottom of the suitcase..."
Smart accompaniment and gentle singing, the two complement each other, and the listener feels as if they are on the scene.
"I want to see you again, even if it's just a quick glance..."
Fu Mo Nian's gentle eyes fell on Yu Huanxi, and his face without makeup shone brightly under the light, as pure as an elf that had strayed into the mortal world.
"Fu Xiaocao is so handsome! My blood tank is empty, what should I do!"
"Have you noticed that Fu Xiaocao has been looking at Yu Huanxi?"
"From the time they came on stage, I noticed that Fu Xiaocao's eyes were away from Yu Huanxi for at most five seconds."
The female audience sitting closest to the stage was completely infatuated, and kept taking pictures of Fu Mo Nian with their mobile phones.
When Fu Mo Nian's eyes fell on Yu Huanxi, it was as if they were on them, all kinds of uncontrollable excitement.
The boys were deeply puzzled by their behavior.
"Yu Huanxi, you are the best! Yu Huanxi, you are the best!"
They typed words of support on their mobile phones and stood in front of the stage, waving their arms vigorously.
The girls just rolled their eyes at this.
"You can see that Zhang Lingling's face is as dark as the bottom of the pot."
"Where is it dark? It's because she's standing where there's no light, okay?"
"Looking at Fu Xiaocao's affection for Yu Huanxi, it's no wonder she feels comfortable!"
"It's so beautiful!"
"Beautiful you big-headed ghost!"
Lu Feng stared at the fierce Song Chengyu with aggrieved eyes, "I can't play, can't I still be emotional? Are you such a bully?"
Song Chengyu dragged Lu Feng, who was about to collapse, to the side and sat down, "Take a good rest if you don't feel well, talk less and nourish your energy, and drink more hot water."
Lu Feng took a sip of hot water with emotion, "You are the only one who stays with me in the whole class, it warms my heart."
(End of this chapter)
Yu Huanxi picked up the eyebrow pencil and quickly traced her eyebrows. Before she even had time to apply lipstick, she rushed into the room to change her clothes.
Fu Mo Nian doesn't need to worry about anything, his current body suits him very well.
In less than 3 minutes, Yu Huanxi changed her skirt and came out. She wore a white and slim suspender skirt, which was simply decorated with ribbons tied to her wrists. It was fresh and pleasant, with a dusty temperament.
Fu Mo Nian was tall and straight, with one hand in his trouser pocket. Suddenly, the lights on the stage dimmed, covering the corners of his raised lips.
Another host, Zhang Lingling, took the stage to host and announce the next program.
"Will you really do it?" Yu Huanxi's eyes were burning with worry.
Fu Mo Nian stretched out his right hand, which was slender and bony, with round nails, "It was born for playing the piano."
The corner of Yu Huanxi's mouth twitched, and a disdainful white eye flew over, "The answer is not the question."
Zhang Lingling stepped off the stage, and it was their turn to appear on stage. Fu Mo Nian arched his right hand, but Yu Huanxi was unmoved, and walked up the stage by lifting the hem of his skirt.
The pretty brows frowned, and he directly pulled Yu Huanxi's hand to hold his own, and the two of them made their grand entrance like a bride and groom.
The whole school was in an uproar.
Everyone didn't expect it to be the school grassroots Fu Monian!
Fu Monian and Yu Huanxi's match made boys and girls cheer louder and louder!
Under Yu Huanxi's watchful eyes, Fu Mo Nian sat in front of the piano with a very professional attitude, his slender and clean fingers lightly touched the keys, a beautiful and smooth prelude came slowly, and the whole school was instantly quiet.
Didn't she have hallucinations?
Fu Monian...can play the piano?
I haven't seen you for two years, this kid is promising!
Looking at each other and smiling, Yu Huanxi began to sing in front of the microphone: "Your good night is a subconscious sympathy; I stayed until late at night to treat insomnia and sleep talking; that handwritten letter was left at the bottom of the suitcase..."
Smart accompaniment and gentle singing, the two complement each other, and the listener feels as if they are on the scene.
"I want to see you again, even if it's just a quick glance..."
Fu Mo Nian's gentle eyes fell on Yu Huanxi, and his face without makeup shone brightly under the light, as pure as an elf that had strayed into the mortal world.
"Fu Xiaocao is so handsome! My blood tank is empty, what should I do!"
"Have you noticed that Fu Xiaocao has been looking at Yu Huanxi?"
"From the time they came on stage, I noticed that Fu Xiaocao's eyes were away from Yu Huanxi for at most five seconds."
The female audience sitting closest to the stage was completely infatuated, and kept taking pictures of Fu Mo Nian with their mobile phones.
When Fu Mo Nian's eyes fell on Yu Huanxi, it was as if they were on them, all kinds of uncontrollable excitement.
The boys were deeply puzzled by their behavior.
"Yu Huanxi, you are the best! Yu Huanxi, you are the best!"
They typed words of support on their mobile phones and stood in front of the stage, waving their arms vigorously.
The girls just rolled their eyes at this.
"You can see that Zhang Lingling's face is as dark as the bottom of the pot."
"Where is it dark? It's because she's standing where there's no light, okay?"
"Looking at Fu Xiaocao's affection for Yu Huanxi, it's no wonder she feels comfortable!"
"It's so beautiful!"
"Beautiful you big-headed ghost!"
Lu Feng stared at the fierce Song Chengyu with aggrieved eyes, "I can't play, can't I still be emotional? Are you such a bully?"
Song Chengyu dragged Lu Feng, who was about to collapse, to the side and sat down, "Take a good rest if you don't feel well, talk less and nourish your energy, and drink more hot water."
Lu Feng took a sip of hot water with emotion, "You are the only one who stays with me in the whole class, it warms my heart."
(End of this chapter)
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