The group of rebirth loves the cute wife is the boss

Now she just wants to make money silently, but she doesn't want to be a celebrity. Sometimes being in the limelight may not be a good thing.

Seeing her being so modest, the makeup artist had a better impression of her. After putting on the makeup, she stared at her whole body for a while, thinking: "This dress is too plain, why don't I ask my assistant to give it to you?" Find a long skirt, it must look good with it!"

Sitting in front of the vanity mirror, Lin Wenlu looked towards this side, and found that even though Ye Zhiyu was wearing a sweater and jeans that were almost turning white after washing, her gorgeous face still outshone her.

She bit her lower lip tightly, and the jealous light in her eyes became more and more intense. If she put Ye Zhiyu on a better dress, wouldn't it be to cover up her limelight?
No, she absolutely cannot allow this to happen.

"Sister, our performance is about to start, I'm afraid it's too late to change clothes, and we can't delay the performance time."

Lin Wenlu was holding her usual skirt, and the pair of high-heeled shoes on her legs seemed to be on stilts. Although she had some momentum, she was still a teenage girl after all, so she looked too mature and nondescript.

Hearing her sweet and greasy voice, the make-up artist got goosebumps. She has seen so many people and things, and she can't see the truth in them.

"It only takes a few minutes to change clothes. Besides, if she wears a long skirt, wouldn't it just match you?"

After saying that, the makeup artist asked the assistant to take the skirt, and did not give Lin Wenlu a chance to refuse.

However, Ye Zhiyu stood up and refused at this moment: "Thank you for your kindness, but I came here wearing a dress, so don't you need to trouble me?"

"Are you wearing a dress?"

Lin Wenlu and the make-up artist were almost in unison. They saw that Ye Zhiyu took off the tightly covered coat, and there was indeed a lavender floor-length skirt inside. The tight mermaid line design on the calf perfectly outlined her The slender legs, and the purple color also highlights the tenderness and fairness of her skin.

The whole person suddenly looks like a bright pearl shining brightly.

"Wow, classmate, you are too good at matching. This skirt seems to be tailor-made for you."

The makeup artist stared at Ye Zhiyu and was full of praise, "It's not an exaggeration to say that you don't feel out of place when you go to the international catwalk in this outfit."

"No, you can't wear this to the stage, it's too conspicuous, don't forget that you're just here as a foil for me today, and I'm the lead singer."

Lin Wenlu seemed to have a raging fire burning in her chest, she must not be robbed of the limelight by Ye Zhiyu today.

But just as she was about to take off Ye Zhiyu's skirt, the host on the stage had already called their names.

"Next, let's invite two contestants from Class One and Three of Senior High School to give us wonderful performances."

"The show has started, you guys hurry up and get on stage."

The make-up artist took the opportunity to push Lin Wenlu, she staggered and almost fell, she was too busy lifting her skirt to take care of Ye Zhiyu.

The songs Lin Wenlu chose had a very high pitch. She has participated in various performances since she was a child, and she has long been familiar with this kind of stage show. When she first came up, her rhythm was also very precise. All the flashlights were focused on her.

Father Lin, who was sitting under the stage, watched them appreciatively for a moment, then pointed to Lin Wenlu and Zong Mingyuan and said, "The girl on stage is my daughter."

Zong Mingyuan nodded approvingly: "The genes of the Lin family are indeed excellent, and the daughter is really juicy and has a good singing voice."

Hearing what he said, Father Lin's eyes lit up, which showed that the two families were getting married.

Lin Wenlu on the stage raised her slender neck proudly like a peacock. It was Ye Zhiyu's turn to sing. She cast a contemptuous glance in the direction of the girl next to her, and knowing that she couldn't sing, the smile on her lips grew even wider.

"The river flows gently..."

Suddenly there was an ethereal and melodious voice on the stage, almost as soon as Ye Zhiyu opened his mouth, all the audience couldn't help holding their breath and began to listen carefully.

Ye Zhiyu's voice gave people an infinite sense of imagination. Zong Zhenghan sat in a dark corner, closed his eyes gently, and enjoyed the wonderful voice, as if he was really in a paradise, watching the trickling stream.

These days, he has to be busy with the company's affairs, and on the other hand, he has to spend energy taking care of Ye Zhiyu. He is indeed a little tired, but at this moment he is completely relaxed, and he is a little drowsy.

"impossible!"

Lin Wenlu on the stage let out a small exclamation, and a look of surprise flashed across her face. She asked Wang Hao to cut the microphone cable because she was afraid that Ye Zhiyu's singing would be out of tune and affect her performance, but she didn't expect Ye Zhiyu to be very good at singing. Like a natural lark.

Teacher Daguang was also amazed, and slowly moved the light to Ye Zhiyu.

"Mom, is that fairy sister on stage? She looks so good."

A child under the stage tugged at the corner of his mother's clothes and asked in a childish voice.

The mother looked up, and saw Ye Zhiyu wearing a long lavender dress, bright light obliquely shrouded her body from above her head, fully revealing her impeccable white porcelain face in everyone's sight.

Isn't this the fairy descending to earth?

At this moment, backstage.

"Who are you guys? Let me go, or you won't be able to eat!"

Wang Hao gave a cold warning. He had stepped on it yesterday to ensure that no one would come and secretly cut off the microphone cable at this time, but he didn't expect that when he came here, it seemed that someone was squatting here, and he was subdued immediately. Living.

"Do you know who my elder brother is? I'm a daoist..."

However, before Wang Hao finished speaking, the little assistant kicked him to the ground.

Then he squatted down slowly, and said in a cold tone: "I don't care if you're on the dog trail or the pig trail, as long as you're in my hands, you'll have to kneel obediently."

Wang Hao raised his head and asked with dark eyes: "Ye Zhiyu sent you here?"

Logically speaking, he did it so covertly, no one should know about it, how could Ye Zhiyu know?

The little assistant snorted coldly: "I think you look familiar, the driver in this photo is you."

Wang Hao's hands were cut behind his back, and he was forced to kneel on the ground. He looked at the photo on the phone with his head, and his heart skipped a beat.

"I'm not in the taxi business. I don't know this person. How could it be me? You've got the wrong person."

"Why are you guilty? I have already sent someone to your house to find the clothes and hat you wore the day you committed the crime, and you still want to deny it?"

As he said that, the little assistant punched him in the face: "If you don't do good things, if you insist on doing these sneaky things, you really want to be beaten!"