Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

Her appearance was stunning. The students who were gradually becoming a little tired were instantly energized, and the entire auditorium became lively in an instant.

He Caiwei, who had not yet left the stage, stood in a dark place where the lights could not reach. Her expression changed constantly, and her hand holding the microphone was trembling slightly.

She knew the dress.

This is a traditional Chinese style dress with a crane theme designed by C&S, which has also been a hit in competitions before.

Accidentally perfect for the occasion.

When worn by Ruan Xingchen, it not only shows off her figure well, but also does not look vulgar at all. Instead, it has a dignified and graceful beauty, like the elegant beauty of a lotus.

She had long known that Ruan Xingchen was good-looking, otherwise she would not have impressed Master Eric as soon as they met and become the new darling of the fashion circle.

but--

When you become the glorious back of others and a stepping stone for them to climb higher, jealousy will grow like a vine and become difficult to control.

It makes people want to pull her down from her perch and stop her from being the focus of the world.

Even the lighting technician was particularly fond of her. The lights on the stage dimmed, leaving only a beam of light shining on Ruan Xingchen.

He Caiwei bit her lip, hiding in the shadows, her eyes filled with jealousy.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to her, she completely gave up on controlling her facial expressions and stopped hiding her emotions.

Bitch.

Sooner or later, she would step on her under her feet and she would no longer be able to steal all the attention and admiration.

At this moment, Ruan Xingchen seemed to have sensed something, and her clear gaze fell on her.

He Caiwei's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly had a bad premonition.

"The host hasn't left the stage yet. Is he reluctant to leave?"

Ruan Xingchen leaned closer to the microphone, raised her hand, smiled at her, and asked softly, "Or do you actually want to play this piece with me in a duet?"

"Snapped."

There was another spotlight on the stage, falling on He Caiwei's head.

He Caiwei hurriedly adjusted her mood and expression, but the change was so sudden and sudden that the expression on her face looked weird and stiff.

There was laughter from the audience.

There was also a smile on Ruan Xingchen's lips, but there was a deep meaning in his eyes.

With a hint of profound meaning, he said calmly, "It's not that I don't want to play the piano duet with the host, but this program is a solo performance. If I play the piano duet with other players, it will inevitably lose its performance value. I hope the host can forgive me."

She shrugged as she spoke, as if she was really helpless.

The laughter in the audience became even louder.

A beauty as cool and bright as the moon in the sky naturally makes people admire her and can't help but look up at her.

But when a beauty not only has a beautiful appearance but also a witty and humorous soul, she becomes more real and makes people like her more sincerely.

"Sorry, Senior is really too beautiful."

He Caiwei forced a smile.

No matter how much resentment she harbored in her heart, she would not show it on her face.

Instead, she had to put on a sincere and shy look and praise into the microphone: "Senior sister is so beautiful, I am so fascinated by her that I don't want to leave the stage. I really want to stand here and admire her beauty forever."

Weird.

The bones of her fingers were turning white as she gripped the microphone. She wished she could just throw the microphone directly into Ruan Xingchen's face and embarrass her in front of the whole school.

But she can't.

She could only hypocritically praise and flatter the other party and praise his appearance.

The students in the audience laughed in agreement, as if they felt the same way as she said.

After barely coping, He Caiwei was finally able to escape and walked down the stairs on the side.

He had just stepped off the stage, and his pupils suddenly contracted after adapting to the slightly dim light.

Master Eric?

Why is he here?

Seeing Eric's eyes shining and staring at the stage, He Caiwei couldn't help but clutch the hem of her skirt, and her jealousy intensified.

She vaguely guessed that Eric was here to see Ruan Xingchen, and this realization made her jealous even more.

She couldn't help but think maliciously, if Ruan Xingchen's performance fails, I wonder if Master Eric will still regard her as his muse?

It is well known to everyone in the fashion circle that Master Eric pays attention to perfection.

When he found out that Ruan Xingchen had forced herself to perform on stage in order to show off, and ended up performing terribly, how could he continue to praise her?

Thinking of this possibility, He Caiwei felt better and glanced at the stage with a little contempt.

So what if she is beautiful?

The more stunning her appearance is, the greater the contrast will be if she makes mistakes in her performance later, and the more disappointed the audience will be.

By then, all the halo around Ruan Xingchen will be shattered, and this welcome party will nail her to the pillar of shame.

After thinking about it, He Caiwei simply lifted the hem of her skirt, put on a flawless and dignified smile, and walked towards Eric's direction.

"Master Eric."

She pretended to be very surprised and said in astonishment, "I didn't expect you to come to H University's welcome party. Are you here to see my performance?"

Eric tilted his head to glance at her, his expression aloof and gentlemanly, revealing polite arrogance, and asked in confusion: "Who are you...?"

He Caiwei suddenly grabbed her skirt and almost couldn't keep the smile on her face.

She originally went to that fashion dinner for Eric.

In the end, Eric couldn't even remember who she was.

What a shame.

She bit her lip and forced a smile as she reminded him, "I've met you before. I went over to greet you and the academic community at the fashion dinner."

"Oh, it's you."

Eric raised his eyebrows and responded calmly, "The girl who wore the same skirt as Ruan, but turned out to be a high-end imitation."

There were many classmates around them.

Hearing Eric's not-so-restrained voice, he looked over subconsciously.

This made He Caiwei's face flushed and she hated him to death.

Could it be that the only impression she left on Eric was that she was wearing a high-end imitation dress?!

He Caiwei almost vomited blood, but the person in front of her was not someone she could afford to offend.

She could only suppress her unhappiness and smiled, "This is truly a pity. I'm a loyal fan of Senior Sister, and I thought what I was wearing was the authentic product. I even wanted to protect the copyright of Senior Sister's work. I didn't expect that I would bring shame upon myself..."

She smiled helplessly, as if feeling a little embarrassed, and lowered her head with a red face.

Eric nodded without further discussion on the topic.

He didn't have a very deep impression of He Caiwei, but because of her behavior of defending the authenticity of the products, he still had a little bit of good impression of her.

Otherwise, I wouldn't waste time chatting with her about these few sentences.

"Master Eric, you don't know yet? The senior sister will be playing the Piano Concerto No. 3 today!"