Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Mo Xinwei rolled her eyes again, which seemed to have become her habitual action: "That is to say, you don’t put me in your eyes. Tell you, I’m acting as a sketch made up by ourselves. Eighth, you will have to bang your hands!"

When she said that, her tension was really much less.

"Good." She didn't say much, but it was sincere.

Indeed, in Stellan, friendship is really too rare. You don't know if the person who smiles at you is hiding a knife behind her.

Before, she didn't understand what the rich people could worry about, but now she finally understands. There are some things that are more difficult for the rich to get than the poor and the poor, or even for a lifetime. For example, the purest friendship.

"Below, is the opening dance of our Stilan Academy." After the host said this, the lights immediately dimmed, and Xu Niannian and others walked out from the passage (you can walk directly onto the stage from this room).

"Do you want to make a call to remind me?" Mo Xinwei also sweated for An Chuxia.

Her clothes are kept in the class, and there is still some distance from the sports art hall. It is still a question whether the cute boys can be delivered in time.

"No need to rush." ​​An Chuxia said softly: "We can't be so passive. If we really can't change clothes, then just wear school uniforms on the court. Don't be nervous for me, go, let's go out and watch the opening dance."

Many people behind the show left the room and went to watch the show under the stage.

"No? You're about to start!" Mo Xinwei was too late to say more, and was dragged out of the room by An Chuxia.

As soon as I walked out, the air was much fresher. There was a sea of ​​people in front of him, everyone holding a few fluorescent lights, it had become a sea of ​​light sticks. In addition, there are reporters carrying cameras to take pictures.

A crowd of people on the stage are dancing a classical dance with the tradition of City A. The dry ice evaporates, really like fairies dancing in a fairyland.

Compared with their proficiency in movements, An Chuxia feels that she is completely abusive. Moreover, it was Chief Nan Guo who was about to be discovered soon.

"Are you nervous?" Mo Xinwei laughed from the side, and then said: "When you get on stage, just imagine this group of people as moving carrots."

"Puff......" An Chuxia couldn't help but laugh out: "If there are really moving carrots below, then I will be more nervous."

After a dance, six minutes of dance, how long does it take for the people on stage to jump out? But no one cares about this. What everyone cares about is just the six minutes on that stage.

"Where is the applause?" The host who was good at inciting the audience's emotions stepped onto the stage and shouted. Suddenly, there was thunderous applause and screams one after another.

"The second show, isn't it the mysterious guest?" Mo Xinwei said suddenly.

An Chuxia then remembered that the second show was the mysterious guest, and even Han Qilu didn't know who was the mysterious guest.

For some reason, she suddenly had a very bad premonition.

"I'm going! Shit!" Mo Xinwei cursed suddenly and looked at the entrance of the sports hall.

An Chuxia also subconsciously followed Mo Xinwei's gaze.

The door of the sports art hall was originally half closed, but at this time it was opened. A woman wearing sunglasses, a densely textured skirt, and a simple pink outer dress surrounded by a group of people in black Go down and enter the sports hall.

An Chuxia was a little dazed: "It won't be..."

"It's her! Xiang Mankui! Shit! It turns out that the mysterious guest is her!" Mo Xinwei rolled her eyes sharply, she really didn't like Xiang Mankui at all.

While An Chuxia was shocked, everyone was already screaming. After all, Xiang Mankui is already regarded as a hot female star in the mainland with bare hands. When a star comes on stage, it is natural to scream.

Seeing that everyone's attention was no longer on the stage, the male host stared at Xiang Mankui. He simply stopped reading the opening ceremony and waited for Xiang Mankui to come on stage.

"She was ranked in front of you on a show, didn't it happen to cover your limelight?" Mo Xinwei said, frowning and said: "You used to wear your school uniform to play on the court. What should you do now? Otherwise, how many people will I ask to hit the scene?"

Although Mo Xinwei's words were not pleasant, they were purely kind.

An Chuxia laughed: "It seems that I really provoked someone who shouldn't be offended by accident."

"Young grandma!" Who else is the person who called out this title?

I saw him running over in sweat, still carrying the bag with the skirt in his hand.

An Chuxia's eyes lit up and immediately ran up.

"My grandmother, it's changed. Which program is this? You go and change it!" Housekeeper Han said this in a hurry, too late to catch his breath.

"Thank you Steward Han, where's the mommy? And that Miss Rabbit, I have to thank her!" An Chuxia's heart almost jumped out.

"Why do you thank you? Can't you thank you after you change your clothes?" Mo Xinwei rolled her eyes severely and pushed her into the room.

There were not a few people in the room at the moment, and Mo Xinwei sat bored in the position waiting for An Chuxia to get dressed.

Just at this time, the host's voice sounded again.

"It seems that everyone welcomes our goddess Xiang! Yes, sister Xiang Mankui is our mysterious guest this time. Thank you for participating in the opening ceremony of our Culture and Art Week. Can you say a few words to our classmates? ?"

Listening to the host's almost flattering tone, Mo Xinwei really wanted to rush to the stage and retreat the supporter severely. The same person who snatched "her master Qilu", her aversion to Xiang Mankui was deeply rooted for no reason.

"It's an honor to be here as a mysterious guest at Stirland College. I hope everyone will be happy every day and thank you for your support!"

Hearing this voice, Mo Xinwei couldn't help but stretched out her hand to cover her ears.

"Then, let's ask our goddess Xiang to sing a song for everyone! Welcome!" After the host said, the lights dimmed again, and the spotlight hit Xiang Mankui's head, making her complexion fairer .

The music sounded slowly...

"Thank you for the honor you gave me, I want to bow deeply to you..."

With the sound of the first song, the scream sounded again.

Since everyone was watching Xiang Mankui on the stage at this moment, almost no one noticed Han Qilu coming in through the back door and walking all the way to the back of his class.

The person who followed him was Xiao Mingluo.

"How could it be her?" Xiao Mingluo whispered to himself, and then leaned into Han Qilu's ear and said, "She is actually the mysterious guest. But, didn't she say that she committed suicide? Was discharged so soon?"

Han Qilu glanced at the stage, only then did he notice that the person on the stage was calm and composed, as if the person who was born to her on the stage was Xiang Mankui.

To Xiao Mingluo's question, Han Qilu replied blankly: "I don't know."