Ji Shaoqiang's favor: National school grass please keep a low profile

Chapter 102 115
It's not that I don't know someone who is very popular with girls.

However, she had never seen her like this.

The evil and noble aura, the sultry and lazy appearance, and the handsome outline, no matter what it is, people's eyes will stay for her.

It's just that I don't like it for no reason.

I don't know which, but I just don't like it.

The black benevolence was a bit sophistical and deep, Ji Nanchen didn't go in, and chose to avoid it when the two of them didn't notice it.

Looking forward to the way someone is on stage, but not wanting her to be on stage.

Very contradictory.

As for... the list that moved his eyes to his hand, he folded it silently.

Let's talk about it after the drama show is over.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, when Xiao Ru sent He Ziyu to board the bus back to Qingzhou, Yuan Yeyi returned to the dormitory from the auditorium.

The two roads are in completely opposite directions, making the two completely staggered.

The next time we meet will be in the summer competition.

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At night, Ji Nanchen received a call from a company boss.

"Mr. Ji, see if you can accommodate me. The latest research and development project is handed over to Stie. Something happened to my brother at school. There is really no way..."

The other party is not very old, and he inherited his father's family business early on and took on the responsibility. Ji Nanchen also knew that the other party had a younger brother who was six years younger than him, but he didn't go to high school in the capital.Although it is not common at ordinary times, the relationship is good.

He is not unreasonable either.

But brother?He remembered that Xiuzhu's younger brother was also in the first year of high school.

The tip of the pen was slightly touched on the white paper, Ji Nanchen lowered his eyes, and his voice was very calm: "No problem, deal with it as soon as possible, and come back sooner."

The person on the other end is also used to Ji Nanchen's indifference. After getting the approval, he wanted to hang up the phone, but unexpectedly, Mr. Ji, who usually hangs up the phone faster than anyone else, suddenly stopped him: "Xiuzhu, you and How is your brother doing?"

The other end was obviously a little shocked, but he still replied: "It's not bad, but it always fights against me, and it always fights at school."

The voice was a little helpless, but not irritable, but with a hint of pampering.

"Fight?" Ji Nanchen frowned slightly, his voice a bit deep.

"Ah, in adolescence, children are more restless. It's normal to make small fights. As long as it's not a big deal, you don't need to stop it. Otherwise, children will always have problems if they hold back."

"...Thank you." Ji Nanchen paused, then hung up the phone.

Ask what these are for, and he doesn't have a younger brother.

But all those weird actions these days told him that he seemed to regard someone as his younger brother.

I want to take care of and pamper you.

Moreover, he only wants her to be his younger brother.

Some Arabian Nights.

He remained silent, and he couldn't believe it, how could such inexplicable emotions appear on him.

On Friday afternoon, as soon as Yuan Ye went to the lecture hall to finish rehearsing, it was already the time for school to leave at [-]:[-] pm.

She has no plans to go back to Qingzhou these two days. After all, there is still a one-man performance. Even if it is a temporary cramming, she still needs to learn a little bit about it, so that she can explain it on stage.

So, dial Sebsen's phone.

Yuan Yeyi still remembers the last time he screwed her to death.

So this time, she told the woman very seriously: "I'm not here to drink."

People couldn't help laughing: "Xiao Yuanzi, I was in a bad mood last time, and I'm sure I won't this time. Don't worry, I'm actually quite reliable."

"Dance music is generally relatively short, so most of them are composed of fragments from several dance music——

Xiao Yuanzi, you want to perform, right? "If not, it's impossible to suddenly think of learning to dance. She also specifically inquired, and every year, Simlan holds activities for freshmen.

Sepsen was full of smiles: "When the time comes, I will go to Simlan to watch you dance."

Generally, the school will invite some parents of students to attend such activities.

"... "

Yuan Ye rubbed his temples, his expression so depressed that it hurts: "Let's talk after you learn it."

On Monday, the crowd was very lively.

Class Three's drama is in the eighth scene.

Today, the personnel have already put on makeup and costumes backstage.

I have to say that among the selected leading actors, they all have good looks, at least visually, it has already given people a burst of enjoyment.

However, when Yuan Ye came out, he still amazed everyone's eyes.

At this moment, Yuan Yeyi was wearing a knight outfit, his blond hair was not that long, and his blue eyes were full of elegance and elegance.This is the time when Dracula has not yet turned into a vampire, a noble prince, a triumphant warrior.

But no time to enjoy it.

The voice of the host has already been heard from the podium.

Wearing a dress, Hui Yunmeng walked to Yuan Yeyi's side and said in a low voice, "It's time to play, are you nervous?"

"Why are you nervous?" Yuan Ye raised the corners of his lips slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his handsome face: "No matter how bad it is, it's just like that. Besides, we've been rehearsing for so long."

"Elizabeth, I'm here." She turned her head and wanted to rub Hui Yunmeng's head, but when she saw that beautiful hairstyle, she stopped her hand and only spoke half-jokingly.

Hui Yunmeng blushed suddenly.

Elizabeth, the character she played, was... Dracula's former wife.

But it's a sad story.

The familiar entrance music came from the front, and Yuan Ye accompanied Hui Yunmeng to the position of the curtain with a smile, and then stopped: "Go."

He bowed down and saluted in a gentlemanly way: "My Elizabeth."

It's addicting!

Hui Yunmeng couldn't help laughing, but the drama had already begun, so she could only control her expression.

Under the illumination of the light, a beautiful and terrified face was revealed.

The screen behind her showed scenes one after another. It was the highest point of the battlements. Under the gradually colored sky, it seemed that the morning wind was blowing her black hair.In the distance, the river surrounding the castle lay quietly on the hills, still tightly in the night.

She called her lover's name with a desperate and crazy voice.In an extremely quiet lecture hall, it is full of shocking effects.

Running swiftly, longing to plunge into the darkness below to be with him.After the battlement walls flew under her feet, her feet hit the air—

The lights went out, and there was an eerie silence.

This is the first act, which is the scene where Elizabeth commits suicide after receiving the news of Dracula's death.

The depressing atmosphere at the beginning had already made the students in their seats feel anxious.

When the lights came back on, there were two more people on the field.

Monks in ceremonial robes, and handsome princes in knightly attire.

On the side of the stage, a large wooden cross hangs from a high altar, surrounded by many candles.

His wife was lying quietly on the altar, still wearing the fine clothes she had when she was alive, but the clothes were already soaked, even soaked in blood.

Pain and suffocation appeared in those clear blue eyes.

Even the audience in the seats couldn't bear the pain in their hearts and grabbed the seat handles tightly.

When he learned that his lover's death was a hostile conspiracy, and when he learned that his lover could not be buried because of suicide, Dracula finally became angry.

His magnetic voice rose sharply at this moment: "I renounce God—and you hypocrites who depend on him for food. If my love must burn in hell—then I will too!"

He drank the blood around Elizabeth, and finally died, but this dying spread endlessly to 400 years later——

Count Dracula.

An elegant, gentleman, violent, and cold-blooded person, in order to see his wife again, killed hundreds of thousands of people and sucked the blood of countless people.

In the end, he died in the arms of his lover.

When the last scene fell, almost everyone was still in a daze.

Thinking back to those scarlet eyes, that tall and elegant figure, his love seemed to reach everyone's hearts. The audience was silent for 3 minutes, and then countless people screamed.

Although most of them were girls, there were also a few boys who shouted.

"Count we love you!"

"Count, I want to give birth to a monkey for you, don't die, I want you!"

"Count, you are my male god, suck my blood, I am willing to die!"

"Count, do you need a girlfriend?!"

"My brother is very handsome, but why did he die so useless?"

"Elizabeth, who is on two boats, is my noble son who is an elegant gentleman!"

"Who is that handsome guy who plays the earl? Who is it? Who is it? Who is it! I want to chase him, I want to confess!"

"What are you doing so handsome! Are you preparing to make men unable to survive? But——it's really cool!"

These screams even overwhelmed the voice of the host's microphone, which was extremely crazy.

The host had no choice but to wait for the excitement of the crowd to pass before speaking again.

It's just... I couldn't help but look to the backstage, and when I saw a certain figure from the corner of my eye, I couldn't help but sigh.

really handsome...

I thought the makeup would have a certain effect, but when people passed by me just now, I realized that Yuan Yeyi only wore fake pupils and put on some highlights, and he didn't move much in other places.

When God created man, he must have favored her, right?Otherwise, how could her appearance go against the sky to such an extent.

Maybe this year the school will have a lot of poor bachelors who have never dated before graduation, just because... they have seen the most handsome guy, and the others are automatically downgraded to crooked melons.

The host felt inexplicably bitter when he thought of this.

Because he is one of the crooked melons and split dates.

As soon as Yuan Ye returned to the backstage, he wiped the blood from his mouth, and took off the wig from his head. I have to say that the sound insulation effect is quite good, and there is no sound at all here.

She went to the waiting room, changed her costume, and when she was about to go out, she felt something pressed against her lips, which was very uncomfortable.

Only then did I remember that the two prop fangs hadn't been removed yet.

She paused, looked around, and found that there was no mirror in the lounge, so she reached for one of the fangs, ready to pull it out.

But for some reason, the thing seemed to be firmly fixed on the lips, and it couldn't be removed no matter what.

Yuan Ye groaned, his brows furrowed in displeasure.

Putting down the hand, the lower teeth were pressed against the upper teeth, ready to collapse the thing, but suddenly someone pinned the wrist, and then, a black shadow pressed straight down, and the slender, white fingers with well-articulated joints fixed Yuan Yeyi's body. jaw.

The man's voice was low and mellow, with imperceptible hoarseness and indifference: "Don't move."

　I haven't watched "Dracula" before, but because I want to write about it today, I spent more than an hour to roughly read the plot.

　　There are changes, so don't go into it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)