I'm Opening a Restaurant in Collapse

Theresa blushed, looking at the crowd, trying to show the majesty of the head of the school.

"Theresa, the cutest in the world!"

Someone in the audience shouted loudly.

As if a floodgate had been opened, the shouts came and went, and the atmosphere reached its climax after Kiyana lay down. The clothes that fit her body showed the bust of a 16-year-old girl, and there was still a lot of room for development.

Then she pressed a stone on it.

Fu Hua looked at the stage, the big stone was firmly pressing against her chest, she was frightened for no reason, shook her head and sighed.

"It's a waste of time..."

All things in the world are longing because they can't get it, but those who are born with it seem to never know how to cherish it, which is really embarrassing.

On stage, Theresa held up Judas.

When Rosalia and Lilia saw this situation, they were like enemies.

"Lilia Lilia, Kiana actually invited Teresa to be a foreign aid, it's too treacherous, what should I do?"

Rosalia took a deep breath and seemed to plan to use her wonderful voice to save the audience. Lilia quickly stopped her, for fear that the ancient god's shout would scare the audience away. Just let go of your hands.

"Singing can't restore lost audiences, we have to work hard on the whole."

"To live?"

Lilia seemed to be well prepared, stepped off the stage and waved to Zhao Bai, and Zhao Bai, the organizer, stepped forward immediately.

"Need something from me?"

Lilia was attached to his ear, a whisper, the youthful and elegant fragrance spit in his ear, Zhao Bai felt the murderous gaze of the vodka girl supporters, like sitting on pins and needles, he nodded lightly while listening.

"I can help you get ready."

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The boulders in her chest continued, and Teresa lifted Judas and smashed it down, for fear of damaging her niece and affecting the future breastfeeding of her child.

Like sitting on pins and needles.

The people in the audience were still calling Teresa the cutest in the world, which affected the wisdom of the principal. The more hurt.

unacceptable!

Is the school principal used to call cute?

What about majesty?

What about the majesty that belongs to the elders, the high-ranking people, and the power-seekers? !

When Teresa was in a state of confusion, Zhao Bai brought what the twins needed, a table, a chair, a fan, and a pair of allegro. Lilia carried the big table to the center, and Rosalia looked at it in confusion. with sister.

"Lilia Lilia, what are you doing?"

"To live."

With a succinct answer, Lilia played allegiance with joy and looked directly at Rosalia.

"We are wearing Halloween suits, just right to tell ghost stories. Rosalia must seize this opportunity and not let the vodka girl lose to anyone."

"Woooooo, Lilia, I'm so touched!"

Rosalia sat down, the folding fan slapped the table top, making a crisp sound, and Lilia also hit the allegro.

The snow-white tail was upturned, showing an ash-like texture under the pale pink ghost fire. Rosalia cleared her throat and began to tell the story in a childish tone. Lilia played allegro with a blank face.

Lightning strikes at the beginning.

"Piluo and lyre, the Sanlu clan sensed it and became arrogant; the bull, ghost and snake god, the long-clawed man became addicted. Self-sounding sounds of nature, not choosing a good sound, there is a reason. Loosen the fire of autumn firefly, ghosts win glory; chase after each other. The dust of wild horses makes me laugh. Talent is not a dry treasure, Ya loves to search for gods;

Bang!

Bronya did not expect that her sisters could live so well.

She felt that Zhao Bai was staring at her.

"What?"

"I think they still lack an erhu player, or..."

"Don't even think about it."

Bronya ruthlessly rejected him. If the orphanage really formed a storytelling group, Xing was definitely the one who pulled the erhu.

Speaking of...

This man actually handed over the script of "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai", Rosalia actually read it, Lilia was really playing allegro, all of this was a little incomprehensible.

Theresa also heard their storytelling.

"Fox spirit?"

She raised her head alertly: "Who is the vixen? There is no vixen here."

In the panic, Judah's strength did not stabilize, and the heavy golden cross fell, smashing the stage in the opposite direction. Not only did the bluestone crack, but her niece Qiana was also like a nail, and was deeply pierced. smashed into the ground.

"Auntie, what are you doing, Auntie?!"