Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 20 Chaos
"Little Leaf..."

Looking at the girl who turned her head slowly, Will couldn't help but widen his eyes.

A dark green fourteenth-century court tutu, fluffy golden curly hair, and blue contact lenses.

The fair-skinned girl in front of him seemed to be a European aristocratic girl who walked out of an oil painting—no, she was exactly the Juliet in his imagination.

Swallowing, Will pretended to be relaxed and asked: "Nervous? Keep looking at the audience!"

Song Xiaoye smiled, did not speak, but turned her head, raised a corner, and looked out of the curtain.

Although the time has not yet arrived, many people are already seated in the great hall.

There were students, parents, and outstanding alumni invited to the celebration.

In the crowd, Song Xiaoye easily found a familiar face.

That's right, even if Song Haohua wanted to help, but Song Shifen and Song Yazhi planned it long ago, how could it be possible for Song Haohua to sabotage it?
Except for the second aunt who didn't come, everyone else who should come has come.

Yu Li and Song Zhenfeng are sitting under the stage now, as long as she appears on the stage, they will find out.

Although she had been mentally prepared for a long time, Song Xiaoye couldn't help feeling apprehensive at the thought of what would happen in a while...

The lights were a little dim, and all the staff who were about to go on stage were busy busy at the moment.No one noticed the two figures sneaking into the clothing room.

"Why don't you turn on the light?" Song Yazhi complained. After the light was turned on, she frowned and looked at the girl who flashed out from behind the hanger.

"What are you doing? Your face is as white as a ghost! Afraid? Afraid, don't take my money back then!"

The girl trembled, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she still didn't say anything.

Song Shifen glanced at her, and said calmly: "Bai Xiaobing, you don't have to be so afraid, it's not murder and arson, it's just such a small thing, what are you afraid of?"

Bai Xiaobing muttered, but she was not answering Song Shifen's words, but whispered: "I want to be a fashion designer..."

Frowning, Song Shifen turned her gaze away in disgust, "Which one is Song Xiaoye going to change later? Ah, is it this one?"

Picking up the golden court gown, Song Shifen tilted her head and said with a smile, "Don't do it yet?"

Bai Xiaobing dawdled, but finally took out a pair of scissors from the cardboard box behind the hanger.

Song Yazhi watched her uneasy movements, frowned, grabbed the scissors, and did it herself.

Seeing Song Yazhi make a move, Song Shifen raised her eyebrows, but did not speak.When Song Yazhi finished her work a few times and stood up and said, "It's better to do it yourself", she just snorted, turned around and walked out without saying a word.

"What are you pretending for? What's the difference between buying someone and doing it yourself!" Song Yazhi twitched her lips, and pressed the scissors heavily on Bai Xiaobing's hands, "Thank you for your help! Future fashion designer..."

Listening to the door of the clothing room being slammed shut, Bai Xiaobing's hands trembled and he almost dropped the scissors on the ground.

After standing blankly for a while, she wiped the dry corners of her eyes, put the golden dress back on the hanger, and walked out pretending nothing happened...

Although in the background, she was still so nervous that her heart was about to jump out, but once she stood on the stage, Song Xiaoye forgot everything.

She is Juliet, the innocent noble girl, the girl who shyly bows her head when she meets her sweetheart for the first time, not the Song Xiaoye who needs to be afraid.

Stretching her arms, she slowly passed her hand to the boy who bent down in front of him to invite him to dance, but her eyes never left the boy's handsome face from the beginning to the end...

Off the stage, Yu Li narrowed her eyes, "This Juliet player looks familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere..."

Song Zhenfeng, who was sitting not far away, smiled, and said to Wang Meiling beside him, "This year's school celebration drama is good, well acted, and the actors are well chosen—not only Juliet is beautiful, but even Romeo is so handsome!"

Beside him, Wang Meiling turned to look at him with a stern face, her voice was a little trembling, "Didn't you see it?"

"See what?" Song Zhenfeng raised his eyebrows strangely.

Seeing Song Zhenfeng's expression, Wang Meiling closed her eyes before saying in a deep voice, "Xiaoye is the one who will play Juliet."

"Xiaoye?" Song Zhenfeng was taken aback, leaned forward, looked at it for a long time, and then lost his voice: "It's really Xiaoye! She, why did she stand there—really, she and..."

After a pause, Song Zhenfeng belatedly realized the important point of the matter.

"How dare she? She's so bold! Too, so outrageous!" Staring at Wang Meiling, he was so angry that he forgot to lower his voice: "You promised her? You clearly know..."

"What do I know?" Wang Meiling was also a little angry, looking at the audience who had turned their heads to look at them, she lowered her voice, "Like you, I just found out about Xiaoye's acting in a drama—this is not the time to talk ..."

Song Zhenfeng also came back to his senses and suppressed his anger, but he still couldn't help standing up, "I'm going to get her down now..."

Surprised, Wang Meiling stretched out her hand to pull her, but Song Zhenfeng slammed her away, "You don't know, but how could Yazhi not know?!"

The tip of her tongue was bitter, and Wang Meiling's heart was full of anger, but in the public, she couldn't argue with Song Zhenfeng, and the most important thing now was how to keep...

Looking across the front row behind, he saw Song Yazhi who was sitting with Song Shifen, whispering something in a low voice.

Wang Meiling was angry and hated, but she could only shake her head, and quickly caught up with Song Zhenfeng who was going straight backstage.

"Zhenfeng, don't be in a hurry, let's talk about it when we go home—this matter has nothing to do with Yazhi..."

Song Zhenfeng was so angry that he didn't listen to Wang Meiling's advice at all.

After rushing into the backstage, he yelled at the show manager who came to stop him: "Who is in charge here!?"

"what happened?"

Hearing the question, Song Zhenfeng immediately pushed aside the drama manager in front of him, and directly confronted Ma Xuancheng who had heard the voice.

"You are St. Paul's teacher?" Song Zhenfeng frowned, looking at the bearded Ma Xuancheng with contempt.

He has seen this kind of character a lot, either with long hair or a beard, everyone thinks that they are full of literary and artistic models, but he doesn't know that people feel dirty just looking at them...

Ma Xuancheng saw Song Zhenfeng's undisguised contemptuous expression, and he was not very polite when he said, "I'm the director! I'm in charge here. Sir, not everyone can come in the backstage... You better hurry up and get down." Otherwise, you will miss the wonderful performance."

Opening Ma Xuancheng's hand heavily, Song Zhenfeng sneered: "I don't care who you are! Let me tell you, I am Song Xiaoye's father, and you should ask her to come down right now—she will not act in this play—go! Immediately, immediately……"

Song Zhenfeng roared loudly, arrogantly, but Ma Xuancheng laughed, "Sir, I don't care who you are. On the stage, the actor is God! But in the background, the director is God! That, Xiao Zhang, please this Sir leave..."

"Let go—do you know who I am?" Pulled by two young and strong crew members, Song Zhenfeng yelled loudly, but couldn't get away for a while.

Turning his gaze, he caught a glimpse of the figure slowly approaching, and Song Zhenfeng became even angrier, "Song Xiaoye! Come here..."

Suddenly seeing Song Zhenfeng in a panic in the background, Song Xiaoye was also startled.

Song Zhenfeng is the most face-saving person, shouting loudly like this, he rarely does things like arguing with others.

She was hesitating, but Wang Meiling who was standing by had already stepped forward to greet her, "Xiaoye, listen to your father..."

The voice is gentle, the demeanor is kind, just like a loving mother.But that cold look made Song Xiaoye smile unconsciously.

"Song Xiaoye, is this your father?" Tilting his head and staring at Song Xiaoye, Ma Xuancheng asked with a cold face: "If you don't act like your father said, then get the hell out of here right away—you don't act Someone is playing!"

Song Xiaoye didn't look at him, but Song Xiaoye's gaze just turned around on Song Zhenfeng's body, then immediately turned around, passing Ma Xuancheng, "I'm going to change clothes..."

Couldn't believe his eyes, Song Zhenfeng called out Song Xiaoye's name, but Song Xiaoye didn't even turn his head.

"Mr. Song, please!" Ma Xuancheng looked at him mockingly, "Don't embarrass everyone!"

He was so angry that he wanted to swear, but Song Zhenfeng endured it anyway, just let out a cold snort, straightened his collar, made a gesture of disdain to quarrel with these vulgar people, and turned backstage.

Wang Meiling nodded politely, turned around and followed out.

There was a drama manager muttering in a low voice: "Song Xiaoye's father is really—fortunately, her mother understands human affairs..."

Ma Xuancheng raised his eyebrows and rubbed his chin, "Is that Song Xiaoye's mother?" He tilted his head, smiled, and said nothing more.

"That damn girl, how dare you treat me like this..." Song Zhenfeng cursed angrily, although he was mad with anger, he still turned back to the venue.

"Go and talk to third mother in a while, this matter is just a child's nonsense, it's better not to let dad know..."

Wang Meiling followed behind and agreed, but there was a hint of mockery in her eyes.

Song Zhenfeng had a good idea, but how could Yu Li not seize this opportunity to embarrass the second room?
The worst thing is Yazhi, why is she so stupid?
Biting her lip, Wang Meiling looked in Song Yazhi's direction with some resentment.

At this moment, a sudden exclamation came from the stage.

Wang Meiling froze for a moment, turned her eyes to the stage, saw the situation on the stage clearly, and couldn't help being stunned.

The actors on the stage were also in a daze.Not only the audience in the audience, but everyone on the stage focused their eyes on Song Xiaoye who was standing in the center of the stage.Watching her take off her gorgeous skirt, revealing her petticoat lower body...

Song Xiaoye's face turned red, and at this moment, she felt so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to drill down.

"I'm sorry, I didn't step on your skirt on purpose..." Zhao Xin, who played the role of the nanny, apologized in a low voice, but no matter how you listen to it, such words are not sincere.

Gritting her teeth, Song Xiaoye didn't know why the skirt was so flimsy.But at this moment, it is too late and impossible to pursue anything...

She, is she going to flee from the stage immediately, or...

(End of this chapter)