My Boyfriend Is 700 Years Old

As soon as Mo Xiaoxiao's words came out, Fang Xu and others in the small dressing room were stiff.

"Don't you think it's meaningful for your mothers to make up for you?"

Mo Xiaoxiao copied his hand and said, "this is our class's first, or maybe the last, collective performance on the school day."

"Hum!" Fang Xu haughtily snorted, "it's nothing to ask mom to make up for us, but why do you want the old men at home to watch us make up?"

Li Zheng also said, "yes, the dressing room is small. Why do you ask so many people to come in?"

"What are you talking about? Try again

Hearing the familiar voice of a certain rage, Li Zheng trembled and immediately yelled, "I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything! You heard wrong

Mo Xiaoxiao

Fang Xubai takes a look at Li Zheng and throws down a sentence "no promise!" He turned and left the small dressing room.

Mo Xiaoxiao takes a look at Fang Xu who left, turns to Xiao Meimei and others, "it won't be long before you get on stage. Are you nervous?"

Xiao Meimei continued to paint the eyelid for Zhou Yao. "What can be stressful? I will enter the entertainment circle later, but this little scene is not in my eyes."

Enter the entertainment industry? Mo Xiaoxiao picks her eyebrows and is surprised that Xiao Meimei's dream has been sublimated again.

Leaning against the wall, Li Zheng replied very honestly: "I'm not nervous, but I'm afraid of losing face."

"Shame? I'm afraid I'm going to lose face by smashing the show? "

Li Zheng shook his head. "No, Mr. Mo, I'm just afraid of losing face because of the makeup on my face. I'm a brave seven foot man. How can I paint like a little white face?"

"If my old enemy sees the video, where should I put my face?"

Mo Xiaoxiao: "I can't see that your idol burden is still a little heavy!"

Without staying in the small dressing room for a few minutes, Mo Xiaoxiao went to the big dressing room outside to help make up.

Mo Xiaoxiao looked at the student with a slightly red face in front of him and said in a soft voice, "Chen Qing, are you playing the role of general Wei Qing?"

Chen Qing nodded formally, "yes."

Mo Xiaoxiao opened a bottle of base makeup liquid and asked, "is your skin not allergic to general cosmetics?"

Chen Qing thought for a while and replied, "when I was in kindergarten, I did make-up performance. There was no bad reaction."

"That's good," Mo Xiaoxiao poured some base make-up liquid on the cotton pad, "a little closer, head down a little."

Chen Qing carefully according to Mo Xiaoxiao's words moved.

Looking at Chen Qing holding her breath, Mo Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing, "am I so terrible? It makes you so scared. Take it easy. Don't stretch your face

"Well, well... Good!"

Seeing that Chen Qing can't relax for a while, Mo Xiaoxiao thinks about it and decides to divert her attention by chatting.

"Chen Qing, I see that you are usually very introverted, and you like to be alone when you encounter anything. If you don't want to communicate with your classmates, you can also talk to me. "

"Although I'm your head teacher, I'm a few years older than you, and I'm still very young."

After listening to Mo Xiaoxiao's words, Chen Qing clenched her hand and seemed more nervous. She quickly nodded, "well, I know. Thank you for your concern."

Looking at Chen Qing's performance, a smile flashed in Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes. This cute boy is really a stream of students in class 27.

Mo Xiaoxiao continued to make up for Chen Qing, and continued to chatter, "Chen Qing, when I first came here, I went to Qin Hanyan's classmate's home for a home visit. After the anniversary, I want to visit your family and ask for your opinion in advance. "

Before Mo Xiaoxiao's words were finished, he felt that Chen Qing's whole body was stiff. Mo Xiaoxiao was giving Chen Qing a high gloss powder.

"Mr. mo..." Chen Qing hesitated and struggled. "Can we not come home?"

Mo Xiaoxiao took a look at Chen Qing with a worried expression and continued to make up for her with a smile. "Of course, teacher, I'm a democratic head teacher. Since you're not ready, the teacher won't come to visit for the time being."

Chen Qing was silent for a while, looking at Mo Xiaoxiao and asking, "Mr. Mo, why don't you ask me why?"

Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed a trace of emotion, and said with a smile, "teacher, I'm not a person who likes to ask the bottom, and you don't want to think too much. If the teacher really wants to know something, he will ask you directly. "

After listening to Mo Xiaoxiao's words, Chen Qing was silent for a few seconds, "Oh."

Oh, what the hell is that?

Chen Qing should have a good understanding of the child's situation, Mo Xiaoxiao thought in his heart.

Chen Qing suddenly asked, "Mr. Mo, do you really hope that our school anniversary performance will be successful?"

"Of course!" "I hope you are the prettiest kid in this school celebration," Mogao Xiaoxiao said as he brushed Chen Qing's blush.

Hearing Mo Xiaoxiao's words, Chen Qing's eyes flashed a smile, as if he had made up his mind, "Mr. Mo, I will perform well!"

Mo Xiaoxiao said with a smile, "I believe you are the most handsome general Wei Qing on the stage. You must show his heroism and bravery later!"

Chen Qing nodded heavily, as if to make a guarantee, "Mr. Mo, I will certainly show the momentum of Weiqing general!" Moreover, I will try to be as brave as general Wei Qingna!

"Come on! Your parents will be proud of you, too! "

Words fall, Mo Xiaoxiao found that Chen Qing is not right, just want to remedy, Chen Qing's stuffy voice rang up.

"No one came to see my show."

Looking at Chen Qing with drooping eyes, Mo Xiaoxiao felt a little distressed, "it doesn't matter, next time they will have time to come here in person, this time the teacher will also live, I believe they will see it."

Say Mo Xiaoxiao to Chen Qing blink, "and the teacher and Qin teacher will specially give you refueling, will be proud of you and proud!"

Chen Qingmeng raised his eyes and stared at Mo Xiaoxiao, "Why are you so nice to me?"

"Because I am your head teacher," Mo Xiaoxiao looked back at Chen Qing's eyes, "and because I used to be like you."

Chen Qing's eyes flashed, "that Mo teacher also met a very good head teacher?"

Mo Xiaoxiao did not stop painting makeup for Chen Qing. "Yes, I met a very good teacher in charge of class, and then I changed my ways. My luck has always been good."

The mood in Chen Qing's eyes is indistinguishable, "will our luck be as good as your teacher?"

"When you meet me, your luck will be better. Why do you think so much, young man? Happy, like Fang Xu and Li Zheng, they fight and make trouble every day. Ha ha ha

Chen Qing pursed her lips. "They may not be really happy."

Mo Xiaoxiao did not have the good spirit lightly knocked on Chen Qing's forehead, "but you must not be happy like this."