Quick Wear: The fishing beauty counterattacks and rises to the top

The scene of the exhibition match.

A familiar Bentley appeared on the scene. Yu Zeyu got out of the car, walked straight to the side of the stage, and sat down at random.

Just as he was about to pick up his phone to call Wen Shiyun, he heard footsteps.

A bright red long dress that looked like fireworks caught her eye. For the sake of performance effect, she insisted on wearing matching red high heels and walked towards him step by step.

Yu Zeyu looked at her and couldn't even hear any other sounds around him for several seconds. He could only see the woman in front of him with long curly hair and light makeup, but still beautiful.

"Brother Zeyu, I just finished putting on my makeup and came here to see you." She looked at him with a smile, her eyes still as clear as the sea, but she couldn't hide her natural charm at all.

Although her attitude seemed no different from before, he felt that something seemed different.

It was like something had happened when he wasn't aware of it...something he hadn't expected.

The rehearsal teacher's voice came from a distance, "Wen Shiyun, it's your turn next!"

"Okay!" Wen Shiyun turned around and responded, "Then I'll go over first."

What's missing?

Yu Zeyu looked at her back and was silent. The lights on the stage swayed and jumped into his eyes, making his dark pupils look even deeper.

He stood up and returned to the car.

"Mr. Yu, are you going to the branch office?"

He nodded slightly and remained silent. Seeing this, the driver prepared to start the car and drive away.

"Wait a minute." He looked at Wen Shiyun who was listening to others talking at the side of the stage and silently lit a cigarette.

He seldom smoked, but at this moment, he inexplicably felt an irrepressible clamor in his heart, pushing him to do something.

"Forget it, let's go."

Wen Shiyun glanced at the direction where Yu Zeyu left, the smile on her lips remained unchanged, and her expression was indifferent.

It is impossible to balance the world of two male protagonists. If necessary, she will abandon the other one, but she will ensure that the male and female protagonists can no longer follow the arrangement of the world line.

At the moment, Yu Zeyu and Song Liren both have a very bad impression of Ning Yuzhi. After all these things, the light spot on the heroine has disappeared, which means that she has lost the qualification to be chosen as the heroine by the world.

If there was a progress bar, she would have been more than halfway through her mission.

"Shiyun, I've brought someone over for you. Go pick them up later." Teacher Yu Qiao picked up her phone and called Wen Shiyun. She checked the time and said, "I'll be there around eight."

"Teacher, did you bring someone here?" She had just come down from the rehearsal when she received a call from Teacher Yu Qiao. Her eyes were wide open, and she was a little surprised.

"You'll know if you go to the company's entrance. There are three people in black clothes. You'll know it at a glance."

Although she was a little confused, she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go over now."

The performance venue was not far from the company, only about 500 meters away. If she walked quickly, it would only take a few minutes to walk there. Before she reached the door, she saw the three people that Teacher Yu Qiao mentioned.

It is indeed recognizable at a glance.

"Hello!" The hem of her red dress rippled like flames as she walked.

She walked up to the group and bowed earnestly.

The three men were all wearing special clothes, with a hat not on their backs. They were holding tools in their hands, covered with black cloth, so it was unclear what they were holding.

They scratched their heads and spoke with a hint of accent, "Hello, we are the heirs of the fire pot art. Senior Yu Qiao asked us to perform the fire skirt dance with you."

"Really?! That's great!" Wen Shiyun's almond-shaped eyes lit up slightly. She could even imagine how amazing the performance would be. The fire pot and the fire skirt dance, the brilliant sparks blooming in the dark night, and the sky full of sparks would be the most impactful performance in people's eyes.

"Thank you!" she said earnestly, inviting, "Can you come with me to rehearse?"

-

By the time she finished her second rehearsal, it was already 5 p.m., and in two hours, the exhibition match would officially begin.

She whispered to Ba Wan, "Brother Ba Wan, I'm going out to have a meal and will be back around six o'clock."

He was becoming more and more satisfied with Wen Shiyun's performance. Now he would hardly refuse her request. He replied casually, "Just come back before seven o'clock. I still trust you."

As soon as he finished speaking, thinking of Ning Yuzhi who had not yet appeared, and recalling the time when Ning Yuzhi said they had a good relationship when they first met, he spoke,

"You can try to contact Ning Yuzhi. No one can find her now. If she doesn't show up, we'll have to cancel her performance."

She smiled with her eyes curved, but did not answer. Ba Wan just thought she agreed.

-

She walked along the pebbled path to the end of the road, and as soon as she turned around, she saw the man's familiar face.

Wearing a simple shirt and trousers, he stood under the street light, with a strong outline and deep eyes, looking at her, not knowing what he was thinking.

The moment she saw him, the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously.

Wen Shiyun quickly walked to the man's side and approached him with a smile, "Song Liren, what are you thinking about? It's so profound."

"I'm thinking of you." He looked at her two little canine teeth that showed when she smiled, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. The chill he had felt at night seemed to have melted away a lot.

Although she didn't say anything, her face honestly turned red.

The path was quiet, so quiet that one could almost hear the heartbeats of the two people.

She shifted her eyes uncomfortably, her eyelashes fluttering like the wings of a butterfly, and she murmured softly, "Am I not right here?"

Song Liren's eyes dimmed slightly, and he gently pinched her chin with his palms. His affectionate breath blew on her face, as if he was looking at her seriously, looking at every detail of her makeup, and looking at her beauty.

She was dressed very delicately today, gorgeous and charming, like a blooming rose, but her eyes were still clear.

"Song... Li Ren." There was a hint of protest in her eyes, and she pouted, "Don't pinch me like that, it'll ruin my makeup. I'm going on stage to perform soon, and this isn't good."

Every word she said was well-reasoned and well-founded, if you ignored the discomfort flickering in her eyes.

He looked down at her, his throat moved slightly, and his eyes suddenly darkened. "It's okay, I can make up for it later if I spend it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her.

Under the dim street lights, on the quiet cobblestone road, a pair of beautiful women are kissing under the lights.

Wen Shiyun grasped the edge of the man's shirt somewhat weakly, her body almost slipping. The man's arms locked her waist, holding her tightly in his arms.

The dark and deep eyes are almost unscrupulous, making people dare not look into them.

The man's lips were dry and fresh, but when they touched her lips, they became hot, and he seemed to want to devour her completely.

"Wen Shiyun, stay with me."

His throat moved slightly, his voice was a little hoarse, and he seemed a little nervous, which was rare. "Be my girlfriend."

"Can I ask one more question? Why me?" Her face was pressed against his chest, and the man's heart was beating like a drum.

She was like a dodder, finally succeeding in parasitizing on his heart.

If you pull her out, the man in front of you will die.