When Two Alphas Meet, One's an Omega

In fact, as an extremely beautiful lady, Ms. Tang is not only accomplished in spending money, but also very talented in aesthetics.

When the two dresses were sent to the backstage, the breath of money made them stand out from the crowd of studio-style chemical fiber clothing.

Jian Songyi looked at the two dresses that Ms. Tang was holding up, and hesitated: "Mom, don't you think it's a bit exaggerated?"

Ms. Tang said firmly: "No."

Jian Songyi still hesitated.

Bai Huai stepped forward to take the dress, "I think it's pretty good."

Then he walked back to Jian Songyi and said in a low voice: "Since everyone says we are high-profile, let's make a high-profile one, what do you think?"

Jian Songyi felt that what Bai Huai said made sense.

Seeing that they agreed, Ms. Tang immediately made a gesture of caution to them: "Then go and change your clothes quickly, give your schoolbag to mom, and mom will help you carry it. Remember to look more at the middle of the second row of the auditorium, where mom is sitting , and videotape it for you."

As he spoke, he shook the small DV in his hand, and left happily.

Yang Yue couldn't help being envious: "Brother Song, your mother is so cute."

"Oh."

Ms. Tang was spoiled by her grandparents until she was 20 years old and then replaced by Mr. Jian. She has never suffered in her life, how can she not be cute?

"But your mother is very retro, isn't that DV from ten years ago?"

"Huh?" Jian Songyi didn't even notice that Ms. Tang liked the new and hated the old, so she actually used a DV from ten years ago?

Just wondering, Bai Huai hooked his shoulder: "Let's go, don't worry about it so much, it's too late if you don't change your clothes."

"Ow."

There are many people in the dressing room, and the two plan to go upstairs to the piano room to change.

After walking a few steps, Jian Songyi suddenly turned around and said to Yang Yue, "By the way, those two follow-up lights that my mother bought, and the production of epic musicals, shouldn't be looked down upon, so don't tarnish them with the nouveau riche temperament art."

Yang Yue: "...OK, I understand."

Bai Huai smiled and said, "Why are you so stingy?"

Jian Songyi snorted, but did not speak.

He's not stingy, he's just protecting his weaknesses.

The person he likes can't be said badly by others.

The piano room is narrow and opaque, and when the curtains are drawn, it becomes a natural secret room.

Best for little ones to undress.

The dress Ms. Tang prepared for Jane Songyi was a white three-piece tuxedo with a pleated collar and a black velvet tie.

Everything else is easy to say, that is, the bow tie is not a simple slip-on tie, but a long velvet belt, which you have to tie yourself.

Obviously, Jane Song doesn't mind.

After going around for a long time, I almost didn't circle myself to death.

While walking around, the door was knocked twice.

"Do you need help?"

Jian Songyi lowered her head and fiddled with the bow tie, opened the door and muttered, "I don't know how to do this."

"It's okay, I'll help you."

With just a few words, the fingertips caught Jian Songyi's collar and straightened it for him, and then the black velvet belt suddenly became obedient under his fingers.

Jane's relaxed gaze followed the exaggerated lotus-leaf shirt cuffs all the way up.

Then I found that Bai Huai really looked good in black.

The gorgeous retro medieval black dress set off his cold white skin and light eyes, like a luxurious and gorgeous but indifferent nobleman walking under the night in the European continent in the [-]th century.

A pair of delicate gold-rimmed glasses and a thin chain hung on the bridge of his nose, making his facial features unbelievably delicate.

Even the grape stone bracelet on her hand seems to have a lot of heritage.

While helping him tie the tie, Bai Huai said calmly, "What kind of eyes are you looking at?"

"Huh? Oh. Nothing."

Jian Songyi said nothing, but stared at Bai Huai's neck tightly tied by the retro collar, thinking what would happen if he took another bite?

It is said that drinking the blood of a vampire and being bitten by a vampire can also turn you into a vampire.

Thinking about it, he unconsciously licked his lips.

It fell into Bai Huai's eyes.

Smiled lightly: "Puppy, do you want to bite again?"

Jian Songyi was suddenly punctured in his inner thoughts, he avoided his eyes in a panic, and raised his voice guiltyly: "Whoever wants to bite you, go away."

As he spoke, he pushed Bai Huai hard.

Bai Huai grabbed his dishonest hand and coaxed in a low voice: "Hey, it's not finished yet, don't make trouble."

"I don't want you to do it, you go away."

"You want to go on stage disheveled?"

"I've got it all wrong."

The bow tie was still tied, and the two of them started arguing, pushing and shoving, and didn't notice the soft sound of something falling to the ground.

It was Yang Yue who ran up panting to urge them to go down, and Jian Songyi obediently let Bai Huai tie the bow tie for him.

After tying it up, Bai Huai stretched out his hands to straighten his hair, looked him up and down, and said in a low voice, "Are you nervous?"

Jian Songyi is someone who has seen the big scene: "Of course not nervous."

"But I'm nervous, what should I do?"

"?"

"You look so good dressed like this, I think I'll be distracted."

"..." Jian Songyi blushed, "Shut up!"

Yang Yue:?Why does it feel a little weird?

But there was no time to think about it, and he just rushed the two ancestors to the backstage to wait.

In fact, one of the most unanticipated programs in the arts festival has always been the performance of musical instruments, which is almost as unanticipated as group poetry recitation.

Because it's too boring.

But this time because the performers are Jian Songyi and Bai Huai, everyone reluctantly looked forward to it.

But their performances were at the last few. After a long performance, by [-] o'clock in the evening, everyone had lost interest, especially the recitation and chorus of the first few poems, which made people drowsy.

Because it was Friday night, the art festival reported that the performance was over, and they could go home directly, and many people even sneaked away.

The concert hall was kind of dead.

When the host announced the curtain: "Next, let's invite Bai Huai and Jian Songyi from Class [-], Senior Three, to play piano pieces for everyone, Liang Zhu."

Only then barely came back to life.

Some were eagerly waiting to be nympho, some were waiting to see a joke, and some were just eating melons. In short, everyone stretched their muscles and prepared to see whether it was a mule or a horse.

The curtain slowly opened.

The stage was pitch black.

Slowly, a beam of cold white chasing light fell on the two teenagers on the stage, and they saluted slightly, with just the right amount of politeness.

The crowd let out a gasp of astonishment.

The two stood side by side, tall and tall, the dress perfectly fit the boy's body line, flat shoulders, narrow waist, long and straight legs.

One is wearing a white dress, with fluffy and soft black hair, dark eyes, but bright red lips, delicate and beautiful eyebrows and eyes, slightly raised, a little arrogant, and more of a cynical youthful air, like a child who was raised by a wealthy general since childhood. The prince, flamboyant and unruly, has the simplicity and beauty of not knowing the sufferings of the world.

The person next to him is slightly taller, with light chestnut hair pulled back meticulously, revealing a perfect and sharp face, with pale eyebrows, pale lips, skin that is almost transparent under the light, and a straight nose bridge. Wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a thin chain, he is gentle and indifferent.

The strong visual contrast and temperament contrast make people feel that they are too good-looking to be real.

However, before seeing enough, the lights went out with a "snap", and the stage fell into darkness again.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they didn't come back to their senses until the soft sound of the piano sounded.

Accompanied by the melody, several light butterflies slowly flew from one side of the stage to the other, and when they reached the three-fifths position to the left of the stage, the light butterflies gradually dissipated, gradually blurring into a beam of light.

In the light beam, shrouded a transparent crystal piano, overflowing with light luster under the light.

The two teenagers sitting side by side in front of the piano, with elegant demeanor, four slender hands flying smoothly and freely on the keys, the poignant and melodious sound of the piano poured out, immersing the auditory sense of every audience in the concert hall bit by bit nerve.

The skillful technique, the high-quality tone, and the tacit understanding of perfect coordination all make people feel enjoyable.

However, the most commendable thing is the deep affection that even laymen can hear the hardships and obstacles, but still relentlessly entangled.

At this age, there are many outstanding piano skills, but it is difficult to see affection.

Affectionate is what touches the listener's heart the most.

The audience settled down and listened quietly.

Until the end of the song, I didn't notice it.

And the two of them didn't leave after they finished playing, only the beam of light faded away bit by bit, and finally turned into a pair of light butterflies in the darkness, and flew away in circles.

Ended.

There was a brief silence, followed by warm applause.

Zhou Xiaoluo couldn't control the jumping and screamed: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

After yelling, he found the surroundings were silent, and realized that there were still teachers and parents there, and immediately retreated with a guilty conscience, and was hidden behind Lu Qifeng.

There was good-natured laughter in the concert hall.

Good-looking is good-looking, good-sounding is good-sounding.

This is enough.

Everyone is neither deaf nor blind. It is undeniable that the custom-made dresses that cost money, the stage holographic projection, and the piano with excellent sound all added points to the performance. It's the icing on the cake.

Someone recorded the video and uploaded it directly on the post bar on the spot, and the post bar directly transformed into Awei's crematorium.

[Ahhhh! ! !Why should I go home first!I regret it to death!ah!Heartache! ]

[Money cannot pile up mediocre art, but it can pile up handsome art]

[My God, Brother Song really knows how to play the piano!Still playing so well!God!What kind of perfect man is this, which Omega can be so lucky to have Brother Song, woo woo woo]

[Upstairs, maybe Alpha? ]

[not impossible]

[My day, Bai Huai is the reincarnation of the vampire prince, I am dead, and the golden glasses kill me]

[My brother Song is so beautiful!]God!Why do I think he is especially beautiful when he is next to Master Bai!Pretty to cute! ]

[Ah ah ah! CP powder revived in situ!My Grandpa Bo is attacking!Duck! !Knock down that man in the little white dress! ]

[I put the flag here!Jian Songyi and Bai Huai are not a socialist brotherhood, I ate that piano!Listen up!What an affectionate song! ]

[marry!Get married right here!Just wear these two outfits to get married!I'll be the master of ceremonies for you!Crowdfunding helps you pay your fines! ]

[Crowdfunding plus one]

[Crowdfunding plus ID number]

……

The two of them were resting in the background, waiting to receive the prize. They had nothing to do and checked the post bar. Looking at the neat crowdfunding, Bai Huai couldn't help chuckling: "You've helped the people save money."

"Get lost." Jian Song curled her lips, "It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry for the eunuchs, these are all people from somewhere, it's none of their business who I'm with."

The emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry, and he deliberately said it to Emperor Bai.

Bai Huai thought that Jian Song didn't like being urged like this, so he said flatly, "Well, there's really no rush."

Jian Song paused for a moment with her finger swiping the screen, and then started WeChat with Ms. Tang as if nothing had happened.

Ms. Tang: [Honey, do you have a party tonight]

Jian Songyi: [Yes. ]

Ms. Tang: [Then mom won't wait for you, mom still has something to do, so I have to leave now]

Ms. Tang: [Your and Xiao Huai's bags are here with mom, and mom will take them back for you first, so as not to bring inconvenience to your party at night]

Jian Songyi: [Well, good. ]

While sending a WeChat message, she tugged at her neckline and frowned: "Do you feel that it's too hot?"

Bai Huai took his hand away, "It's almost zero degrees, where is the heat coming from? Don't be greedy for the coolness, you have to receive the award later, don't make a mess."

"Okay." Jian Songyi still felt uncomfortable, and muttered, "Why haven't the awards been presented yet?"

"It seems to be our time, let's go."

Awards are presented.

They won the first prize in the musical instrument category and the most popular award.

However, the legendary epic musical in the first grade was forcibly cut by one-third because the arrangement and script were too long and rigid, and finally won an excellent award in consolation.

When the two returned to receive the award, there were groundhogs screaming uncontrollably. Yang Yue was afraid that Jian Songyi would swell, so he urged the host not to give Jian Songyi the microphone, lest he say anything else "I just want to say today that money can make fucking art" is such a hateful pretense.

After all, there are still people who are not convinced.

It's just that no matter how unconvinced, the popularity award is also voted out on the spot with a real-name system, and no one can say anything.

The two were dragged to take a group photo together, and when everyone was almost done walking, they barely had time to leave the stage.

After stepping off the stage, a little girl rushed up with three big bouquets, two smaller bouquets of white and green flowers, one for each person: "This is what our Jane Songyi Support Association raised to support you! Congratulations to the two artists Festival was a huge success!"

Jian Songyi: "?"

When the hell did I have a support club, why didn't I know?

Before he could react, another bouquet of red roses was stuffed.

The red is extremely pure and thick, a full bunch without any other impurities, wrapped in black satin paper, one bunch is bigger than the sum of the two bunches, stuffed into Jian Songyi's chest.

Jian Song raised her eyebrows.

Lin Yuanyuan quickly explained: "This is given to you by the vice president of our support club alone."

"Vice president?"

What the hell is this?

"Our vice president is your number one fan girl! I love you so much! There is also her little card inside! You must remember to read it!"

Jian Songyi glanced at Bai Huai sideways, seeing that he didn't respond, so he smiled at Lin Yuanyuan: "Okay, thank you, and please tell the vice president for me that I like her roses very much."

他不笑不要紧，他这一笑，林圆圆原地起飞：“啊啊啊啊啊啊！！！崽崽对我笑了！！！我又可以了！！！”

Cubs?

Jane Song frowned.

It seemed a bit strange for a little girl who had just reached her chin to call herself Zai Zai.

Lin Yuanyuan also realized that she had accidentally said something in her heart, she was extremely embarrassed immediately, and ran away without saying a word, leaving Jian Songyi in a daze.

Bai Huai beside him chuckled, leaned into Jian Songyi's ear, and whispered two words: "Zai Zai."

The lips and teeth rolled, showing a little pampering.

It was clear that Lin Yuanyuan was fine when he said these two words, but when Bai Huai murmured them in such a different tone, he felt ashamed.

Jian Songyi's ears turned red: "What's wrong with Zai Zai? Zai Zai has roses, do you have any?"

"I do not have."

"That's fine, it means that Zai Zai is a pet name, I'm cute, I'm likable!"

As he spoke, he held the rose bouquet and shook it twice in front of Bai Huai.

As a result, a card was shaken out.

The card reads:

I have seen five thousand roses, but all of them together are not as beautiful as one ten-thousandth of yours.

——BS

Jian Songyi quickly tried to hide the card, but before he could, Bai Huai picked it up between two fingers.

Jian Songyi didn't know why, but felt guilty and guilty that she was caught flirting.

Bai Huai just handed him the card and said with a smile, "Do you like it?"

Not at all jealous or unhappy.

Jian Songyi recalled that he had hinted so clearly these few times, that Bai Huai didn't appreciate it, and he was still not jealous, so he said angrily: "I like it, why don't I like it, of course I like it, I like it so badly, I have never confiscated such a beautiful one in my life flower."

Bai Huai smiled and nodded: "Just like it."

"And I think this vice president is especially good at talking."

"Well, I think so too."

"..."

Jian Songyi observed Bai Huai's reaction, she didn't look jealous at all, and immediately became angry, "So I think it's not impossible to meet if I have the opportunity."

"Can we meet?"

"That's right, anyway, I'm still single, and I don't know anyone, so I'll pick and choose carefully, what's the problem?"

Jian Songyi's words were obviously naive, and she almost said directly "If you don't confess your love to me, I will run away with someone else".

However, according to the story of the wolf is coming, Bai Huai saw Jian Songyi spitting so much that he was scared when he moved, fearing that it would frighten him like the one marked by the piano room, so he didn't follow along. go down.

And even if he ran away with this BS, there would be no problem.

Anyway, tossing and turning is all my own, I can't run away, don't worry.

Thinking of Jian Songyi's furious temper, if she knew that she was the post-BS queen, she couldn't help laughing. "

"why are you laughing!"

"It's nothing, I think you can pick and choose."

Anyway, it's up to me to pick and choose.

Jian Songyi found out that Bai Huai was really not unhappy at all.

So he was not happy.

With a cold face, he quickly walked out of the concert hall with the rose in his arms.

It was cool in December, and the heating in the concert hall was fully turned on, so I didn't think there was any problem wearing a dress, but once I went outside, let alone the exaggerated clothes, the cold alone could freeze people to death.

Bai Huai hurried backstage to get Jian Songyi's coat.

And Jian Songyi went out and walked a long way with his head buried. When he turned around, he found that Bai Huai hadn't followed, and he was even more unhappy.

Looking down at the roses in his hand, he was also annoyed, so he threw it casually on the side of the road, and walked quickly to the teaching building with his pockets in his hands.

Hearing the sound of running behind him, he quickly turned around and found that it was Yang Yue. He was a little disappointed: "Why are you running?"

Yang Yue was out of breath: "No, Brother Song, you look good in this dress, but aren't you cold? The temperature is zero degrees Celsius now! Aren't you afraid of catching a cold! Go back and put on your clothes!"

Jian Songyi looked down, and then realized that she was still wearing a performance dress, but it was strange that it was not cold, not only not cold, but also felt a little hot.

But it's not cold, it's not cold, it still looks a little crazy to wear this out.

Turning around and walking towards the concert hall: "I was confused by Bai Huai just now, I forgot, so is the concert hall still open now?"

"Everyone in the concert hall has left, and the security guards are clearing the venue, so we have to go quickly." Yang Yue breathed a sigh of relief, "But why is Master Bai mad at you? Aren't you two fine?"

"It's nothing, it's just that he's an annoyed man by nature."

"Brother Song, you can't say that about Mr. Bai, Mr. Bai is very kind, and it's not easy for him."

Jian Songyi suddenly thought of something, and pretended to ask casually: "Why is it not easy for him, is he doing well?"

"Hey, Brother Song, so you don't know? I'll just say, if you knew, you wouldn't have to give full marks in the comprehensive science exam last month."

Jian Songyi raised her eyebrows: "Where are you going here?"

"It's Master Bai who said that as long as he is not the first in grade, he will go back to Beicheng to retake the liberal arts. Speaking of this, Brother Song, I didn't say you. Why are you so good at science? It forced Master Bai to be the first in grade. Get up at five o'clock in the morning... Hey, Brother Song, where are you going?"

Jian Song ignored him, and walked quickly to the concert hall on his own.

Yang Yue scratched his head, feeling that he seemed to have said something wrong, and then caught a glimpse of the bouquet of roses on the side of the road, picked them up carefully, and escorted them back to the classroom.

Jian Songyi didn't feel cold at all, his whole body was very hot, so dry that he wanted to get angry.

He knew that Bai Huai and Bai Han seemed to have made an agreement, and he could feel that Bai Huai was under more pressure, but seeing that Bai Huai stayed in Nancheng well, he didn't ask.

But I didn't expect that Bai Huai, a bastard, would dare to agree to such a condition, and he wouldn't tell himself the fuck.

No, it's not that I didn't tell you, but I told you later, but which one will be later?Is it after he failed to get the first grade in the comprehensive examination and went back to Beicheng in despair?I don't know how to tell myself that I almost passed him in the exam?

I'm so good at reasoning, but I accidentally pass the exam, and when the time comes, my boyfriend will be gone, who will I cry to?

Moreover, with Bai Huai's temperament, seven points are said to be three points. In fact, the conditions negotiated are definitely not that simple.

No wonder I have hinted several times recently that Bai Huai no longer mentioned the matter of confirming the relationship, it must be preparing for him to leave Nancheng at any time.

The man may run away.

The more Jian Songyi thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

When he saw Bai Huai approaching, he was so angry that he went straight up and punched him in the chest.

But in the end I couldn't bear it, so I went out heavily and fell gently.

Bai Huaiquan thought that his kitten was habitually scratching people, so he put his coat on his shoulders and said in a low voice, "Why are you upset?"

Jian Songyi was already hot, but when she was wrapped in a coat, it became even hotter, so she pulled her hand off, threw it at Bai Huai in a random ball, and said viciously: "Bastard! Liar! Rape!"

Bai Huai: "?"

"You said that you will never leave without saying a word."

"I do not go."

"Don't be a fart! Who do you look down on? I'm a genius in science. As long as I want to, I can get full marks every time. Can you guarantee that you will get full marks every time?"

Knowing why Jian Songyi was angry, Bai Huai unfolded his coat, wrapped him around him again, and said softly, "Don't worry, I have my own measure.

"You are a fart! You didn't tell me because you were afraid that I would let you in the exam? Your face is more important than mine? And you don't want to be nice to me, isn't it because you think you will leave at any time?"

Bai Huai didn't know how Jian Songyi came to this conclusion, and pulled him into his coat again, dumbfounding: "Why don't I want to be with you?"

Feeling hot, Jian Song grabbed his wrist and wanted to tear him away, but was pinched by the bracelet on Bai Huai's wrist. She wanted to get angry and asked Bai Huai to return it to her, but found that there was only a string of obsidian on the bracelet.

Right in the middle the thin string that should have held the preson was broken.

The grape stone is gone.

And Jian Songyi clearly remembered that when Bai Huai tied her bow tie, it was still there.

Before he could think about it, there was the sound of locking the door, and he cursed "Fuck" in a low voice, and quickly ran to the small door behind the gymnasium.

NFLS often has art students practicing on weekends, and cleaners will clean up at five in the morning. If you don’t find it today, you may not be there tomorrow.

That's the luck he gave to Bai Huai, and it can't be lost.

Bai Huai thought that Jian Songyi had lost something, and hurriedly followed, coaxing: "What are you looking for? Tell me, I'll help you find it."

"Bastard!" Jian Song scolded him, turned on the flashlight, bent over, and searched carefully along the backstage, inch by inch.

"Fine, bastard." Bai Huai followed him, "But tell me what you lost first, okay?"

Jian Song wanted to lose his temper with him, but he wanted to find the things first, so he pursed his lips and said angrily, "Didn't you find out that your own grape stone fell off?"

Bai Huai really didn't notice that the cuffs with ruffles were too big and blocked the bracelet.

So Jian Songyi stopped fighting for half of the quarrel, just wanted to get back this superstitious little gift.

Bai Huai suddenly felt that Jian Song could call herself a bastard any way she wanted.

Coaxed in a low voice: "Go home first, and come back tomorrow, okay?"

"No, what if the auntie cleaner throws it away tomorrow morning?"

Bai Huai paused: "Then you can look for it with me."

Jian Song pushed him away: "Don't hug me, I'm too hot. And I'm looking for my own things, what's your business?"

The heating in the concert hall has been turned off, and for some reason, Jian Songyi just feels hot.

Bai Huai really didn't feel that his skin was cold, so he just let him go, thinking about helping him put on his clothes when he was cold.

I also turned on the flashlight and looked for it.

But I didn't search all over the backstage and the stage, and I couldn't find it.

Jian Song felt a little anxious, it was stuffy and hot, she tore off the tie, threw it on the ground, and loosened the neckline.

Looking at the bow tie, Bai Huai suddenly thought of something: "Let's go to the piano room to have a look."

Jian Songyi remembered that it might have been broken when Qin Fang himself and Bai Huai were having a fight.

Immediately turned around and walked towards the stairs.

The usual four-story staircase, Jian Songyi felt that walking was extremely tiring today, and she was even sweating due to the heat, but she didn't take it to heart, and went straight to the piano room, squatted on the ground, and started looking for it.

He didn't say a word to Bai Huai, Bai Huai couldn't coax him, so he could only let him look for him, and then he illuminated him with one hand and protected his head with the other.

Finally found the grape stone under the piano.

Jian Songyi didn't seem to intend to return it to Bai Huai, but just put it in his pocket, stood up and was about to leave.

But she became dizzy and fell into Bai Huai's arms.

Pressing his head against Bai Huai's shoulder socket, the glands were completely exposed in front of Bai Huai, and the heat from his body was also transmitted.

Bai Huai hugged his hand tightly, then whispered: "I smell roses."

"Oh, because I've been holding the rose that someone gave me, it might have smelled. What's wrong? Jealousy? Or eat..." Jian Songyi sneered and pushed him away.

However, before the word vinegar could be uttered, a stream of heat suddenly burst out from the origin of the tailbone, instantly pervading all limbs and bones, and then caused a spasm in the neck.

He fell back into Bai Huai's arms uncontrollably, softly and unconsciously, he hugged Bai Huai's waist.

Bai Huai sighed helplessly from above his head: "Jian Songyi, do you really think I am Liu Xiahui?"