My boyfriend ran away with my best friend? Reward system for the rich

Su Ranran thought to herself, but she certainly couldn't say that, "I didn't do much maintenance, I just slept well and didn't stay up late, and kept my mood happy."

"Well, it's natural."

Why is there such a big difference between people?

The makeup artist sighed, and stopped talking. His hands kept moving, styling Su Ranran skillfully.

However, Su Ranran had an idea in her mind that modern people are under great pressure, staying up late and feeling anxious are extremely common, and hair loss is a common phenomenon.

She poked the system and said, "Tongzi, Tongzi, I want to ask you something."

[I am here, what does the host want to ask? ]

"It's the Binfa Ruyun Pill you gave me when you bound me. Can I make it myself?"

[No, there is no such herb on Blue Star. But I have a low-end hair growth recipe. The effect is not as immediate as Binfa Ruyun Pills, but the effect is obvious if you use it regularly. It is more than ten times better than those hair growth products on the market.]

Hearing what the system said, Su Ranran's eyes lit up, "Tongzi, I want this recipe!"

[Ding~ Having detected the host's strong desire for development and growth, this system is now issuing a task: The host is becoming more and more outstanding, and has begun to show the demeanor of a wealthy man.

But what comes with it is the covetousness of some hypocritical people, please reject the confession of those with ulterior motives. 】

[Task success reward: highly effective hair growth formula. ]

This task is simple. Isn’t it easy to reject people?

No matter whether he had ulterior motives or was sincere, she rejected them all. Anyway, she didn't have anyone she liked right now.

She is very satisfied with her current life. She has money and free time. She can do what she likes in her free time and play with handsome boys when she feels like it. Why should she tie herself down by falling in love?

After Su Ranran finished talking with the system, her hair was done, so she changed into the Huasi Haute Couture that she had prepared specially for this performance.

The dance she performed this time told the story of the splendid but short life of the most beautiful woman in the Tang Dynasty - Princess Anle Li Guier.

The clothes were specially customized by Huasi according to the clothing style of the Tang Dynasty. The whole piece of clothing is made of the finest silk. The material is light, soft and very comfortable to wear. The embroidery on the chest of the red high-waisted skirt inside and the blue shirt outside are all hand-sewn by Huasi's top embroiderers, and are exquisite and luxurious.

After Su Ranran came out after putting on her clothes, the makeup artist was stunned.

"Wow, Miss Su, you are so beautiful!"

"If you were born in the Tang Dynasty, there would be no Yang Guifei!"

"It's so beautiful, it's almost breaking me straight!"

"Ah?" Su Ranran's eyes suddenly widened.

The makeup artist smiled and said, "Hey, it's nothing. I'll help you fix your clothes."

After tidying up her clothes, it was Su Ranran's turn to perform.

"The next program is the classical dance "Old Stories in Los Angeles" performed by Su Ranran from Class 22."

Following the host's announcement, Su Ranran walked onto the stage.

The curtain slid open, and bright lights shone on the couch in the center of the stage.

The beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes woke up slowly. The moment she opened her eyes, there was a gasp from everyone at the scene.

How can there be such a beautiful person?

The students immediately sat up straight and stared closely at every move of the beauty on the stage. The audience in the back row even moved secretly to the front row because they couldn't see clearly.

Su Ranran danced gracefully on the stage. Her skirt was gorgeous and luxurious as she spun around, like a fairy from heaven descending to earth. Her movements caught the audience's attention.

Princess Anle Li Gui'er was extremely beautiful when she was 13 years old. She was very favored, and Li Xian doted on her to the point of "letting her do whatever she wanted and allowing her everything."

At this stage, she was very ambitious.

The same is true for Su Ranran's dance. Her dance steps are unrestrained and wild, and her whole person is bright and gorgeous, making the audience love her.

Suddenly the lights dimmed and Su Ranran fell onto the couch, with all the wildness on her face gone.

Li Gui'er was still not satisfied with her current wealth and status. She wanted to stand at the pinnacle of power in the Tang Dynasty and wanted Li Xian to make her the Crown Princess. Li Xian refused, so she conspired with her mother to poison her father.

After Li Xian's death, she successfully became the Crown Princess. However, just 27 days later, Li Longji launched a coup and hacked her to death.

A tear slid across Su Ranran's eyes. Under the dim light, her sadness was felt in everyone's heart.

Her dance steps were broken, and every rotation of her body delicately depicted endless sadness and a sad look in her eyes, which made the audience feel heartbroken.

The music stopped, and Su Ranran fell on the couch, her delicate hands falling to the ground, without a sound.

All that I have sought in my life has turned into smoke.

Qingqing's eyes were red.

Not only her, many people couldn't help feeling sad while immersed in the dance, and some sentimental people even shed tears.

After a few breaths, the audience finally came out of their sad mood, and thunderous applause broke out in the auditorium and did not stop for a long time.

Cang Mingjun held a bouquet of white roses and sneaked into the backstage with Qingqing.

While waiting for Su Ranran, he saw a boy also holding a bouquet of flowers. It was a bunch of daisies. He glanced at it and then looked away.

When Su Ranran came to the backstage, the first people she saw were Cang Mingjun and Qingqing holding flowers.

Qingqing gave her a big hug, "Ranran, your performance today was really great! It was on par with the principal dancer of our troupe!"

Su Ranran was also very satisfied with her performance today. She smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment, teacher. You are the best teacher."

Cang Mingjun next to him took the opportunity to hand over the flowers in his hand, "Then why don't you thank me? I helped you find such a good teacher."

"Thank you too." Su Ranran took the flowers and glanced inadvertently, and saw Jiang Hanri standing in the corner holding the flowers.

"Jiang Hanri, why are you standing there?"

Jiang Hanri smiled and said, "I saw you guys chatting just now, so I didn't want to disturb you."

"I'm sending you a bouquet of flowers. Your performance today was really wonderful. I saw many people crying."

"Really? The effect is so good." Su Ranran was a little surprised. This was something she had not expected.

"That's right. It almost made me cry. I felt so sorry for you in the last scene." Qingqing echoed.

Jiang Hanri nodded, "Your dance is very contagious and beautiful."

Su Ranran took the bouquet with her free hand and sniffed it. "Thank you for the flowers. They are beautiful and I like them very much."

Looking at the scene of Su Ranran smelling the flowers, a few words emerged in Jiang Hanri's mind:

The beauty smells the flower, she is more beautiful than the flower.

He wanted to keep this beautiful picture, and he asked, "Can I take two photos of you?"

After he finished speaking, he felt a little regretful, as if he had been a little presumptuous.

But Su Ranran readily agreed, "Okay."

This moment was very memorable for her, so she took a few photos and posted them on her Moments.

"Let's find a place with fewer people. It's inconvenient here with so many people coming and going."

Several people came to the corridor, Su Ranran posed in a few dance moves, and took photos with Qingqing.

Jiang Hanri is very good at taking photos and the photos he takes are very beautiful. He is on a different level from ordinary boys.

Qingqing praised: "Young man, you have a great composition for taking pictures. Unlike my old man, he can't even find me when he takes a picture of me."

"Do you want to take two photos with Ranran? I'll take them for you?"

Jiang Hanri looked at Su Ranran inquiringly.

Su Ranran waved at him directly, "Come here quickly."

Jiang Hanri was like a puppy being called by its master, and trotted over happily.

The three of them were taking photos back and forth, the atmosphere was really good, and everyone had a smile on their face.

Cang Mingjun, who was standing nearby and watching, held two bouquets of flowers in his arms, his face full of jealousy, and his nose was almost crooked with anger.