I read the minds of the whole family and I eat the melon, but the cannon fodder wife of the wealthy

The day of the school anniversary soon came, and Qiao Yuan had already practiced the dance she had prepared in advance very skillfully, ensuring that there would be no mistakes.

She can prepare her own clothes for the school anniversary performance. The issue of clothes has really bothered her for a while. The dress prepared by the school was good, but it was still far from the effect she wanted. It happened that Fu Xuezhi gave her a small dress the day before yesterday. The white dress was light and textured, which was exactly what she wanted.

After Qiao Yuan changed her clothes, she walked out of the dressing room. The dressing room was crowded with girls. Their eyes lit up when they saw Qiao Yuan, and they all asked her where she bought her clothes and her lipstick color.

"Wow, whose little beauty is this?" Cheng Lin walked over with the same surprise: "Yuan'er, you are so beautiful today, especially this dress, it's amazing! Come on, turn around and let me take a look. "

The back of the skirt is designed with a bow, exposing some fair skin.

Cheng Lin nodded repeatedly: "Not bad, not bad, it's really beautiful."

Qiao Yuan walked to the mirror and took a look: "Sister, you have really good taste."

A cheerful laughter sounded, and Qiao Yuan felt that the laughter was familiar. She turned around and saw a girl holding Bai Zhou's hand intimately: "Zhou'er, do you think I look good like this?"

When the girl turned around, Qiao Yuan realized that this person was Fu Qingqing, the daughter of Fu Beixiao's fourth aunt. The reason why Qiao Yuan was impressed by her was that she had a very good relationship with Bai Zhou and often came to play with Bai Zhou. His voice was so loud that he could hear Bai Zhou's name even from the third floor.

Qiao Yuan's eyes moved downwards. When she saw the skirt Fu Qingqing was wearing, she instantly knew that she was facing the most embarrassing situation at this time:

Wearing shirts! ! !

Bai Zhou held Fu Qingqing's hand and coaxed her: "It looks good, of course it looks good. You are the prettiest."

When he caught a glimpse of Qiao Yuan not far away, Bai Zhou couldn't help but smile.

"Zhou'er, what are you looking at?" Fu Qingqing's confused voice sounded. She followed Bai Zhou's gaze and looked over. When she saw Qiao Yuan, her smile froze and her eyes widened in disbelief.

It is said that Zhuangshan is not terrible, and whoever is ugly is embarrassed.

This little white dress is skin-toned, and only people with fair skin can wear it. Fu Qingqing has dark skin like her father, and she feels inferior because of it. She struggled for a long time when wearing this dress, and finally she said to Bai Zhou I lost my mind in the compliment.

Looking at Qiao Yuan's fair skin and slender waist, Fu Qingqing couldn't help biting her lower lip, her eyes filled with anger. No one had ever dared to offend her like this!

She stepped forward and said fiercely to Qiao Yuan: "Now, immediately, immediately, quickly change the dress you are wearing! Qiao Yuan, you don't deserve to wear the same clothes as me!"

The people around them hadn't noticed at first, but after hearing Fu Qingqing's words, they all looked at the two of them.

"Hey, why are they wearing matching shirts? Not only are the colors the same, the styles are also very similar."

"Qiao Yuan looks great in this dress, very elegant."

"Why did Fu Qingqing choose a white dress with such dark skin? It's obviously not suitable for her? She even asked Qiao Yuan to change her clothes. In my opinion, she should be the one to change!"

……

The buzz around her made Fu Qingqing feel even more embarrassed. She looked at Qiao Yuan and ordered: "Hurry up and change!"

Fu Qingqing's arrogant and unreasonable words made Qiao Yuan subconsciously unhappy: "I won't change. These are the clothes I have prepared for a long time."

"Hey." Cheng Lin couldn't help but frown: "Fu Qingqing, why are you so domineering? Why does Yuan'er have to change clothes? If you don't like to wear different clothes, just change them yourself. Why do you order others?!"

"You...okay you!" Fu Qingqing glared: "Just wait and see!" She turned to Bai Zhou and said, "We are not as knowledgeable as them, Zhou'er, let's go!"

Seeing Fu Qingqing leave, Cheng Lin couldn't help complaining: "Why is she still like this after so many years..."

Qiao Yuan tidied her clothes and decided not to pay attention to this incident.

The performance has already started on the stage, but there are still several programs before Qiao Yuan's performance.

Jingyi attaches great importance to the 70th anniversary of its school. It not only invited back outstanding alumni from all walks of life, but also extended invitations to prominent figures in Beijing to attend this feast.

While waiting for the performance, Qiao Yuan suddenly remembered that Fu Beixiao had said that he would attend the school anniversary event on behalf of the Fu family.

Qiao Yuan came to the stage and looked around, but she still couldn't find Fu Beixiao.

Could it be that he didn't come over because he was busy with work?

Qiao Yuan felt a little disappointed. When she was about to go back, she saw Cheng Yusheng sitting in the audience, next to the principal in the front row. He was wearing a formal white suit, and his hair was styled back to reveal a mole on his forehead. He was full of aristocratic temperament and was very conspicuous among the shiny forehead in the front row.

Cheng Yusheng was fiddling with the ring in his hand boredly. Suddenly he raised his head and narrowed his peach blossom eyes. His gaze was accurately locked on Qiao Yuan. He slightly raised the corner of his mouth and waved to her as a greeting.

Qiao Yuan judged that he was probably in a good mood today, so he waved and returned to the backstage.

Cheng Lin was sitting on a chair playing with her manicure: "Yuan'er, did you just go out?"

"I went to take a look under the stage and saw your brother."

"My brother? He's here too today? This kid is so hidden. He didn't even tell me. Let's see if I don't deal with him when I get back!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of violent cheers and applause from the front desk, and Qiao Yuan faintly heard Bai Zhou's name.

Qiao Yuan remembered seeing Bai Zhou practicing when she was at home. Her dancing was beautiful and her dancing foundation was very solid. It was not surprising that she could cause such a big sensation.

After a while, Bai Zhou returned to the dressing room backstage. She was dancing classical dance today. She was wearing a moon-white dress with exquisite workmanship. There was a wooden hairpin on her head, which made her look even more... The fairy who eats the fireworks of the world. There was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead due to the dance just now, but the corners of her lips were raised, showing that she was in a very good mood.

"Zhou'er, you're very good at dancing. I heard that you started learning dance when you were very young. Can you give me some guidance when you have time?"

"And me and me, Zhou'er, your dance just now was so beautiful. I heard everyone in the audience shouting your name. You are indeed the school belle of our Jingyi School, and you are indeed worthy of your name!"

"Zhou'er will be very popular with your level in the future. Remember to sign your name for me later, you will be a big star in the future!"

……

There were footsteps nearby, and Qiao Yuan looked at the senior sister beside her.

"Qiao Yuan, it's your next performance, so be ready."

Thanks to MA-031-707 Baozi for sending ten monthly tickets (showing up with a rose in his mouth)