Reborn Mistress’ Scumbag Manual

  Chapter 32 The Fairy Speaks

Lu Nan lowered her eyes, opened and closed her red lips, and she controlled the treble and bass with incomparable precision. No one could see the tiny glints slowly appearing in the air. Really nice under the light.

  Feng Tian spoke to the spiritual girl, and always sang sacrificial songs, seeking peace and prosperity for the people in the mountains and rivers, and prosperity for the country and society.

   But it's a pity that no one knows how much they took advantage of.

  The noisy human voices in the background gradually disappeared at this moment, listening to the singing quietly, with a look of intoxication.

  A song is only three or four minutes long.

   Before everyone recovered, Lu Nan bowed and stepped down.

   After several seconds, thunderous applause sounded from the auditorium belatedly.

   When Lu Nan returned to the backstage, Jiang Jing already had little stars in her eyes. When she saw Lu Nan, she just wanted to rush over and call her a goddess!

   Omg! This is too nice to hear! Unexpectedly, her goddess not only has a fairy appearance, but also sings like a fairy! !

   It's no wonder that her goddess is so casual. If she can't make it to the art show, she might suspect that the judges have something wrong with their ears!

  Ban Hua's face was very ugly. She was lucky and happened to be the second behind Lu Nan. Fortunately, her performance was not singing, but playing Guzheng, otherwise she would really be crushed by Lu Nan.

  Going on stage on the 23rd, Ban Hua went to the stage to wait.

  The four hosts whispered to each other.

   "That Lu Nan is from Class 8, right? Doesn't she sing really well?"

   "Hahaha, this is the first time I have seen what it means for a fairy to speak."

   "To be honest, the first time I listened to it, I almost had the illusion that the queen of music was there."

   "Who isn't? I didn't realize it after she finished singing. I stood on the edge of the stage in a daze for half a minute, and almost made a mistake. Fortunately, I was just as dazed as I was, hahahaha..."

  Ban Hua hugged the guzheng, her fingers turned white.

   After saying "Come on" to Jiang Jing, Lu Nan left the stage.

  When passing by the mail room, Lu Nan was stopped: "Student, do you know Lu Nan from Class 8, Grade 2? Help me to inform her and let her come to pick up things. Thank you."

  Lu Nan said: "I am Lu Nan."

  The uncle in the mailroom glanced at her, and took out two beautifully wrapped gift boxes to her: "Your things, sign the list."

   Lu Nandao thanked, signed and returned to the dormitory.

  The phone suddenly rang twice in succession.

  The two messages that popped up on the screen were side by side, and the content was surprisingly unified.

  Lin Cheng: "I heard that you have a cultural performance to participate in, and I'm sending you a dress, I hope you like it."

  Brother: "I heard that you are going to the party, but I can't attend, so I'll give you a skirt."

  Looking at the two messages, Lu Nan glanced at the two opened gift boxes on the bed with an inexplicable expression.

  The skirts in the gift box are all bright red long skirts, and they are all brands under SC. What's more, the two skirts were made by the same designer, and they belonged to the same series of clothes. The difference in style was so subtle that you couldn't tell the difference unless you looked carefully.

   It looks like a discussion, and there is no note left in the box. Does anyone know who sent it?

   Both of them replied "Understood, thank you", put the box in the cabinet, and went to the principal's office with the application for grade skipping.

  …

  In a manor in the imperial capital, a man in the gym was doing sit-ups with his upper body naked.

  The well-proportioned and powerful muscles are covered with sweat, and the tight eight-pack abdominal muscles are bursting with hormones. The figure is not inferior to the international supermodel.

   "Ding Dong." A special notification sounded on the phone.

  The man's cold and stern facial features suddenly lit up, and with a smile in his eyes, he took the phone and swiped it open, a short and extremely short text message.

   Let’s guess~ Who will Nan Nan wear the skirt from?

  (end of this chapter)