Quick Transmigration: The Sick and Delicate Villain Has a Deep Routine

Chapter 7 Monopolize him
Shi Jiu guessed that Xu Mirou didn't intend to return the dress, so he called the head of Angle with Devil.

But within 5 minutes, the assistant to the head sent a spare set of dresses.

This set was originally prepared for today's special guest, Jing Qing, a high-end custom black dress.

But no one expected that the special guest was temporarily replaced by Jing Qing's younger brother Jing Zhi.

Jiangcheng's business district is notorious, and has a reputation for being a good-looking Jing Shao.

Jing Zhi used to be a violinist in the Vienna Orchestra, and his violin playing level is absolutely high.

Unexpectedly, Xu Mirou refused to return Lin Zi's dress today, so this dress came in handy.

There was a small changing room in the preparation room. Shi Jiu put on the dress and walked out of the changing room.

The pure black one-shoulder half-sleeved skirt has a very long skirt, which can just cover the white bandage on Shi Jiu's ankle.

Shi Jiu changed her skirt in the dressing room of the preparation room, and walked out, pulling the half-gauze skirt with some restraint.

She hadn't worn a skirt for more than ten years, and now she felt her legs were cold, so she subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold the hem of the skirt.

Jing Zhi was standing in front of the French window, tuning the violin, the clouds were low and heavy, and the sky was dark.

There is a wooden violin in his wrist, as if embracing his lover.

The moment he saw Shi Jiu, he smiled, his crimson lips curved, flirtatiously like a fox hiding in the snowdrifts and poking its head out suddenly in the depths of winter.

Shi Jiu in a black dress was reflected in the amber eyes.

The graceful girl, with reddish ears and pursed lips, is seriously arranging the hem of the skirt to be evener.

When Jiu raised his head to look at Jing Zhi, his eyes met, and he was dazed for a moment.

"You look great in a black dress, Miss Passerby A. I'm looking forward to your performance today."

Jing Zhi's arm was tilted fifteen degrees, and the strings of the piano were flowing, playing an elegant and brisk chord.

Thousands of emotions dissipated in an instant, leaving only the sound of flowers falling to the ground.

Jing Zhi, who was playing the violin, also looked very seductive, and Shi Jiu couldn't help but smile.

She nodded, "I will play well, and I hope you will like what I play."

"I'm a very demanding listener." Jing Zhiwen said.

"Do you think you can scare me like this? Jing Zhi."

"Of course not, I know you are very courageous and almost want to tie me home." Jing Zhi said playfully.

Shi Jiu lowered his eyes and smiled, "Ah, I accidentally saw through you."

"Miss Lin, it's time for your opening performance. The piece is Chopin's Nocturne in E-flat. Please get ready for the performance." The staff knocked on the door and said hastily.

Shi Jiuwei walked out of the room with her skirt lifted, turned her gaze to Jing Zhi, saw him stretching out his hand, and waved at her slightly with a smile.

Shi Jiu also waved his hand, then quickly walked to the backstage.

When the staff caught sight of Jing Zhi in the room, they were stunned and glanced at the program list.

"Jing Shao, your show is the finale show, and there is still an hour to go, you can go to the special guest preparation room and wait."

"No need, Miss Lin and I know each other, so let's stay in this room." Jing Zhi said coldly.

After saying that, Jing Zhi put the violin in the violin case, walked out of the preparation room with slender legs.

Next was Shi Jiu's performance, of course he couldn't miss it.

The black edge of the windbreaker was cold, like a gust of cold wind passing by.

The staff member scratched his head and rubbed goosebumps all over his body. Why is Jing Shao so creepy...

Shi Jiu bowed before going on stage to perform, and when he looked up, he saw Jing Zhi sitting in the first row, and five bodyguards in black on his left and five on his right.

Jing Zhi sat in the middle.

The slender legs overlapped, and the white hands supported the head, looking dignified and undisciplined.

At this time, he was looking at Shi Jiu with a smile on his face, and the mole at the corner of his eye was as red as blood.

There was very little light in the auditorium, but he looked exceptionally clear. Some people seemed to be born with that kind of talent, quietly catching people's attention.

In her black and white world, there has been a little cinnabar red since then.

Shi Jiu clenched his fingers, raised his lips, then walked to the piano, and adjusted the height of the seat.

The moment she lowered her head to face the black and white keys, Shi revealed a smile that even she herself would find scary.

Her fingers flicked over the keys, today, only if she does well.

The lights above the head were shining brightly, making Shi Jiu feel a little dizzy.

People who have lived in the dark for a long time suddenly see the light and stand under the spotlight. This feeling is strange and uncomfortable.

But she also has a reason to play on stage, that is Jing Zhi sitting in the auditorium.

Because he was there, she couldn't be a runaway in embarrassment.

The moment her fingertips touched the keys, the girl in the black skirt turned into a flame of hell, playing the notes with the madness of burning everything and possessing everything.

The beat is as precise as a computer, just right, exactly.

It's just that the overwhelming and overwhelming emotions contained in it shocked all the audience.

She played a completely different Chopin Nocturne in E flat major, like thousands of fireworks suddenly blooming in a silent night.

In an instant, my heart was pounding, followed by a surge like a tide, which shocked all the audience in the audience.

Only Shi Jiu knew that she was really crazy, that she had an illness...

Her fingers were trembling, her feet were stepping on the beat, and the sweat soaked the back of her dress.

At this moment, she was like a carriage that was out of control, galloping across the deserted wild.

Until the carriage crashed into the abyss, no one could stop her...

Like a drowning person, even the sound of the piano is changing from time to time, and he is playing by instinct.

All those dark and restless emotions were vented through the sound of the piano.

From the first time Xue Ye saw him, he was like a flower on a branch, causing her heart to sway...

I want to break him down, possess him, hold him in my arms, smell its fragrance, touch its branches and leaves.

He should be hers, he should be hers.

He's so beautiful, he'll be a very valuable collectible.

This feeling is the first time in my life...

(End of this chapter)