Acting Spoiled In His Indifferent Arms

Ji Fei Fei's dance was the finale of the show. Under the stage, all the audience stared at her.

She wore a beautiful white dance dress, and posed on her tiptoe.

The bright stage lights all gathered on her, she looked so glamorous.

In a corner not illuminated by the spotlight, Jibai sat alone on a chair with her legs apart, and the cumbersome cello was resting between her legs. She picked up the lever and gently traced the first melody.

The mellow tone of the cello wraps around the hearts of every audience like a ribbon, bringing them into the situation in an instant.

With the sound of the piano, Ji Fei Fei began to dance.

The audience was immersed in this feast of audio-visual enjoyment.

Gradually... the cello's tone turned to low alcohol, to sadness, and rendered a certain atmosphere of death, like heavy sighs after another.

Ji Fei Fei's cheerful and awkward dancing posture no longer fits with the sad cello singing. She fiddled with her posture on the stage like an outsider.

The audience in the audience has been replaced by the sadness of the cello into their sad emotions. When they watched Ji Feifei's frivolous performance, they couldn't help but frowned and felt a little annoying.

At this moment, the tone of the cello changed abruptly, like a gurgling stream suddenly entering a steep area, and it began to become rush and aggravated, like some kind of angry resistance, like a roar and accusation.

Sitting in the middle of the auditorium, Xie Sui frowned slightly, his pitch-black eyes locked on the bleak silhouette in the shadow of the stage.

The heart suddenly felt a sharp sting, and breathing became a little difficult.

Even if she couldn't see her face clearly, Xie Sui seemed to be able to feel that she was crying.

Ji Feifei's dance can no longer keep up with the cello's melody, she can only stop, standing awkwardly on the stage, like a beam jumping clown.

It was the first time that the two lighting engineers saw this situation. They looked at each other, and then unanimously decided to readjust the stage lighting.

The light that struck Ji Fei Fei dimmed, and a white chasing light fell on Ji Bai's head.

The audience finally saw the girl playing the cello alone in the shadows.

She was wearing a beautiful fringed dress, the color of the skirt was as bright as blood, and her skin became whiter and more flawless.

She closed her eyes, and the crystal tears fell down the corners of her eyes. She was immersed in her strong emotions and did not notice the changes around her.

Under the chasing light, her facial features appear three-dimensional and distinct, and the beauty is palpitating.

Ji Fei was unwilling to be robbed of the limelight by Ji Bai, she started dancing again and decided to keep up with Ji Bai's rhythm.

However, she had poor dance skills and didn't train well. In addition to this anxiety, she took a little longer, and only heard a "hiss" sound, the dance skirt suddenly collapsed!

The audience exclaimed, talking in a low voice, laughing, and at the same time showing considerable dissatisfaction with her sabotaging the cello performance.

The performance assistant repeatedly gestured to Ji Fei Fei and told her to step down quickly and stop being embarrassed.

Ji Feifei pinched the hole on the side of her clothes and insisted on refusing to step down. This is her performance. She is the protagonist. Why should she step down!

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly at the climax, like a girl's life suddenly interrupted.

The auditorium has been quiet for a long time, and the audience seems to be still immersed in Jibai's agitated performance, without regaining consciousness.

Pop, pop...

There was a clear applause slowly, echoing in the center of the silent stage.

Jibai opened his eyes and saw the boy's dark pupils.

He was applauding for her, his movements were lazy, but his voice was exceptionally crisp.

After half a minute, the audience reacted, and for a while, the entire auditorium was filled with warm applause!

The finale deserves to be the finale. The grade and quality of the entire performance was greatly improved by the final cello performance.

Even the city leaders and school leaders in the front row could not help standing up and applauding Jibai sincerely.

Holding her skirt, Ji Bai walked to the center of the stage, smiling and holding the hand of her sister Ji Fei, bowing to the audience.

The irritable Ji Feifei instinctively shook her hand away, and then maintained a noble posture, urging the curtain call.

This tiny movement of her was noticed by the attentive fans watching the live broadcast in front of the computer. They were a little surprised and whispered in a low voice. The gentle and kind-hearted Ji Fei Fei unexpectedly lost her temper because the limelight was robbed by her sister. , So can't you get angry.

This is very inconsistent with her generous decent performance in her daily life.

**

After stepping down, the best friends rushed over, holding Jibai "Aoao" and shouting——

"This girl is nothing for our family!"

"It's amazing, I think I want to meet you again!"

"If the language is poor, I can only say that my wife is great!"

Jibai had a fuss with them for a while, and asked, "Hey, why are you two, Ai Xiaoxiao and Xu Huan?"

Mentioned Yin Xiaxia, she became angry and coldly snorted: "Don't mention the traitors, they sold the tickets for the immediate benefit, regardless of their fate and friendship!"

The corners of Jibai's mouth twitched: "There are still people buying this kind of ticket, which one bought it?"

Yin Xia Xia Nunu said: "Here, just those few."

She looked in the direction of Yin Xiaxia's fingers, and saw that Xie was sitting on the back of the chair with her elbow propped on her knees, with her legs spread on the handle.

The corners of Jibai's mouth twitched, and the boss is indeed a boss, even sitting so arrogantly.

Xie Sui's facial features were sharp, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and he lifted his chin at her, pulling out an unruly smile——

"Surprise?"

Jibai didn't answer, and she was obviously at a loss for Xie Sui's arrival.

The young man leaped down from the chair, and walked to Ji Bai in a lazy step.

There is a very light mole under his eyes. The mole grows in this position, which shows that his extreme character, love and hate, will go deep into his bones.

"Surprise?" he asked her.

Ji Bai said indifferently: "Scare."

Xie Sui saw a thin layer of sweat seeping from her forehead, so he stretched out the back of her hand and stroked her white forehead gently.

Ji Bai avoided it, and a few strands of hair fell over the back of his hand, leaving a faint silky touch on his skin.

The dress outlines her beautiful figure, the two waist lines are deeply concave, the skin on the slender neck is extra delicate, and the collarbone is as **** as a butterfly spreading its wings.

All this made the young man's heart extremely irritable.

Jibai whispered to her girlfriends: "I went backstage to remove makeup."

"Go ahead." We are waiting for you outside the concert hall.

She nodded and looked at Xie Sui again when she left: "Thank you for coming to see me to perform. Actually, you can tell me in advance that you don't have to spend any wronged money."

After speaking, she didn't wait for a response, and left straight away.

Xie Sui licked his gums, and suddenly he felt flattered.

Cong Yuzhou found that this person had gone far, and Xie Sui still couldn't get his eyes back.

"Brother Sui, don't look, your eyes are falling out."

Xie Sui patted his head over: "I'm blocking Lao Tzu."

"What are you looking at? If you are gone, watch!"

"none of your business."

"Then, are you going to the boxing match tonight?"

Xie Sui turned his head, happy, and said readily, "Go."

**

Jibai went back to the backstage to remove her makeup. Her sister Ji Feifei sat in front of the makeup mirror, crying so much that the makeup on her face was gone, and the black eyeliner was flowing down, looking a bit hideous.

Mom and Dad sat beside her sister, quietly comforting her.

"Fei Fei, don't be sad. Dad will teach Jibai when I go back! Let her give you an explanation!" Father Ji Mingzhi was filled with indignation: "It's really outrageous. It's obviously a two-person performance. It looks like her solo. Is there any sister in my eyes!"

Seeing Jibai walk in, Ji Feifei quickly pulled Ji Mingzhi's sleeves and said, "Dad, I believe that Bai Bai is unintentional. She may just want to show the limelight. I understand that as a sister, I should let her."

Ji Fei Fei's true feelings made her parents feel very distressed, and she felt that Ji Bai was not sensible.

My sister's routine is really time-tested.

There are no parents in the world who don't love their children, but why didn't their parents shed a tear for Ji Bai when she died? Ji Feifei's "credit" is indispensable.

In the long process of growing up for the sisters, Jibai without any motives fell into Jibibei’s trap step by step. She successfully separated Jibai’s relationship with her parents and caused her relatives to misunderstand Jibai and made classmates and friends hate Jibai. ...

Jibai became the target of thousands of husbands, and the people betrayed their relatives.

This time, Jibai will no longer let her sister's conspiracy succeed.

Jibai walked into the dressing room, sat silently across from Ji Fei, and began to remove her makeup.

His father Ji Mingzhi was eager to protect the calf and asked Jibai: "Why are you doing this!"

Ji looked at his father in vain: "Dad, what did you say?"

"Why are you stealing the limelight from your sister!"

Jibai glued her eyeshadow with the cotton pad in her hand, and said innocently: "I didn't steal my sister's limelight, because the repertoire was set long ago, and the rehearsal was done like this. I don't know why my sister suddenly couldn't keep up with the rhythm. , But because it’s a live broadcast, I can’t stop just because of my sister.”

A hint of resentment flashed across Ji Feifei's eyes, and it was obvious that Ji Bai suddenly accelerated the rhythm, which caused her to fail to keep up.

But she had already said in front of her parents that it was her own fault that Jibai was not to blame. At this time, she could no longer pierce Jibai again.

Mom and Dad didn’t know anything about the cello, so they asked Ji Fei: "Is what my sister said is true? Did you fail to keep up with the rhythm?"

Ji Feifei cried out of breath: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, Mom and Dad, don't blame your sister."

Jibai said, "Sister, don't cry. Although you made some small mistakes in this performance, the overall performance is still successful. I won't blame you."

Ji Feifei's cry was cut off abruptly for two seconds, and then she lay on the table and cried even harder.

The parents looked at each other, and Tao Jiazhi had no choice but to say: "Okay, don't cry. Fortunately, the performance was a success. For nothing, thanks to you this time, don't take it to heart. Mother will make you good food when you go home."

"Mom, my friends and I were eating out tonight, Xia Xia and the others said they would help me celebrate."

"That's fine, come back early." Tao Jiazhi turned around and continued to comfort Ji Feifei: "Baby, what do you want to eat, go home and make it for you."

"Woo, I want to eat braised pork." Ji Feifei hugged her mother and acted like a baby.

Jibai glanced at the dress next to her again, and said casually: "Sister, you should control your appetite. This high-end dress is not cheap, it actually broke."

Ji Feifei's face turned purple in an instant, recalling the embarrassment she had just been on the stage, she burst into tears again, and Ji Bai ignored her and walked out of the dressing room.

**

In the noisy and boiling underground boxing ring, the air was filled with the muddy sweat and body odor of men, and the shouts of applause and curse were mixed together. On the middle ring, two naked men were fighting fiercely.

With the opening of the fifth round of the wheel battle, the chips have also been added to the highest level. The gold masters have spent a lot of money to bet on the two men who are fateful on the field.

Xie Suiqi was really cruel, his fist was very hard, and his life was very hard. He was the dealer in the wheel fight tonight. He challenged five outstanding boxers in a row and beat them all down.

He fights is the kind of desperate, few people can be as unscrupulous as him, so no one is his opponent.

In the last game, exhausted, he took a violent fist in his jaw, and blood oozes from the corner of his mouth. He turned around and kicked, his knees buckled, and he directly pressed his opponent under him, without the strength to fight back... ...

"Thank you!"

"Thank you!"

"Thank you!"

......

The audience was clamoring for his name, he is synonymous with invincibility.

When Xie Sui left the court, his steps were already a little vain, Cong Yuzhou and Jiang Zhongning rushed over to help him rest, patted his face to refresh him.

"How much tonight?" Xie Sui turned his head to ask Cong Yuzhou.

Cong Yuzhou just went to the manager's office to receive the bonus and put it in Xie Sui's schoolbag: "10,000, 50,000 per game."

Xie Sui nodded, the tired muscles seemed to have been emptied of all strength, and it was painful when pulling.

"Brother Sui, I heard that the last man who fought in a wheel fight is still lying in the hospital. We can't play this kind of game anymore. He wants money and kills!"

Xie Sui spit on **** saliva: "You know what a fart."

"Of course I understand, who doesn't like money, the key is that we also have to spend our lives."

Xie Sui's finger crossed a thick stack of red tickets, which was also stained with blood from his fingers.

The girl sitting in the spotlight, closing her eyes and playing the piano again appeared in his mind. She was so beautiful, like a holy little princess, completely different from the **** and dirty world he was in..... .

He stood in the mud looking up at her, and desperately wanted her like a mad.

These blood-stained money is all his confidence.

......

Jibai and her best friends ate dinner at the private kitchen and went shopping again, feeling very good.

"In vain, I really saw you with admiration. I didn't expect your piano skills to be so good." Yin Xiaxia said incredulously, "I remember you came to my house to practice during the summer vacation. At that time, playing the cello was like playing cotton. , In just a few months, the progress is rapid!"

"Not only that, it's really great to make Ji Feifei ugly today!"

"Jin Feifei is self-inflicted and can't live, it has nothing to do with us in vain, who made her poor dance."

Jibai did not speak. In fact, the analysis by her best friends was correct. Ji Feifei was indeed self-inflicted. One reason was that she was unwilling to wear the dress that didn't fit her body, and the other was that she moved her hands and feet on the light. , I just want to show up alone. This is the biggest mistake she made this evening.

Thinking back to tonight in the last life, she was calculated by her sister and did not show her face during the whole performance. At this moment, she was shutting herself in the room and was sad, and Ji Fei Fei pretended to be a man and walked to her room, comforted her and told her about the world. It is unfair. She is sick. This is unfair. Therefore, she must let her be healthy. The love of parents, the friendship of classmates, all the glory and rewards should belong to the sick.. ....

At that time, Jibai really believed in Ji Feifei's nonsense, and felt that her sister was really pitiful, so she would rather let her.

This was also the reason for her loss of health later. The hypocritical sisterhood and her worthless sympathy caused her to be sucked up by Ji Feifei.

Looking at the busy street, Jibai was lost in thought. All of this was just the beginning, and Ji Feifei's "good day" was still to come.

"Hey, it's them."

"It's really an enemy on a narrow road. I met again."

The girls stopped, gathered together and whispered like pigeons, not daring to take another step forward.

Jibai looked up and saw Cong Yuzhou and the others. A few of them leaned on the road guardrail and smoked. Passers-by passed by, and they had to detour when they saw this group of unscrupulous teenagers.

Jibai saw a bruise on the corner of Xie Sui's eyes, and the position of his mouth seemed to have **** scabs.

He was fighting again.

Of course, Xie Sui also saw Jibai. She was wearing a beige knitted jacket with student-style jeans, and she looked like an ordinary middle school student.

But I don't know why, as long as Xie Sui sees her, she will feel dry, like the dullness before the thunderstorm in midsummer, a wave of heat hits her body from east to west, and she does not know how to relieve it.

He instinctively wanted to be hard.

The girls discussed a different way, not to provoke the boys.

Jiang Zhongning patted Xie Sui's shoulder: "Look, the kind of rich women who are not in the same world as us, no matter how much money they make, they won't look down on us in their hearts."

Xie Sui looked at Ji Bai's back, his eyes curled inside and outside slightly narrowed, revealing a trace of hostility.

Jibai took two steps and saw a brightly lit chain pharmacy next to her. After a few words to her friend, she walked into the pharmacy and bought a box of band-aids.

Just as Xie Sui jumped off the railing and was about to leave, the girl Nuonuo's voice came from behind--

"Xie Sui, wait a minute."

Xie Sui turned his head and saw the girl handing a box of band-aids to his hand: "You bleed."

She pointed to the corner of her eye.

Xie Sui looked at her clear and harmless eyes, and traces of sweetness passed through her heart, like a sweet spring emerging from a crack in the dry mud.

He said lightly: "I don't use that stuff, it's ugly."

Jibai said stubbornly: "If you don't treat the wound well, you may lose the picture."

After all, it was hurt on his face, his face was handsome, and it was really a pity that he was broken.

Xie Sui him leaned down and stared at her, a dangerous smile appeared from the corner of his mouth——

"I'm broken, do you feel bad?"

"..."

She simply bowed her head and pulled out a band-aid, tore off the adhesive tape on both sides, and handed it to Xie Sui: "Let's stick one."

Xie Sui closed his eyes.

Ji Bai is unclear, so I looked at Cong Yuzhou.

Cong Yuzhou said with a smile: "Brother Sui has been bent down, don't you understand, help him post it!"