Xu Anyang appreciates Yan Zheng's refreshment and meticulousness.

In the absence of two hosts, the walk-up continued.

All the processes went through, the problem was solved, and at seven o'clock, the audience had already begun to enter.

If you do it a little later, or do it all over again, you will inevitably be in a hurry.

Xu Anyang went backstage to put on a simple stage makeup and changed into a suit borrowed from Cheng Xuekun. Yan Zheng contacted Mr. Tony from the school's barber shop to come over and blow the performer's hair.

In less than a month, half-finger-length hair has emerged from the shaved head, which is radiant with a little grooming.

Most of the other performers just wear their own good-looking clothes, and then apply stage makeup, and then they can go on stage.

Only Dong Qinghe and Ye Zhiyu, who acted in the skit, had to change into borrowed dresses.

They performed the modern version of "Cinderella", Dong Qinghe wore a bright silver silk suit, Ye Zhiyu had two sets, one was a gray dress, the other was a gorgeous white tulle skirt, as well as high heels and silk gloves.

The show itself is quite old-fashioned, but the visuals are really top-notch.

Ye Zhiyu put on a white fluffy gauze skirt, and then stepped on silver-edged thin strap high heels, which was like a fairy in the background, and directly suppressed Cheng Sisi's aura completely.

Xu Anyang couldn't help but take a few more looks.

I saw it at the beginning, but I didn't see enough.

Dong Qinghe on the side was a little anxious, she was very sassy in a suit, but she couldn't wear a tie.

Male students in college don't know how to be departmental, let alone girls.

was in a hurry, seeing that it was tied into a red scarf, Xu Anyang came over and snatched the tie from Dong Qinghe's hand.

"Stupid, I'll tie it for you. ”

took the tie, wrapped it around Dong Qinghe's neck, and pulled her to him.

Dong Qinghe was defenseless and almost stuck to Xu Anyang's chest.

She gently nudged Xu Anyang and said, "You tap!"

"Oh, I'm gentle. ”

Xu Anyang skillfully helped Dong Qinghe tie his tie and asked, "It wasn't originally tied, why did you untie it?"

"It's so tight, it's hot, it's torn open after a pull, who knows if it's a slipknot. ”

"Fool, if you have to get dressed and run here, isn't there a dressing room here?"

"If you want to take care of it, hurry up!"

"Alright, alright. ”

Xu Anyang helped Dong Qinghe tie his tie, a perfect half-Windsor knot.

For bank workers, tying a tie is a basic operation.

Before the performance began, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Dong Qinghe's forehead.

It's not that she's nervous, it's that this girl is too enthusiastic.

Wearing a suit and shirt, I ran to the art and culture hall early, and helped carry props, deliver water, and hand microphones in the interval between rehearsals.

In the end, I felt uncomfortable tying my tie, so I pulled it open with a pull.

"Hey, you're here backstage as an actor, not as a handyman. Focus on the performance, pondering how to play the prince well?"

Dong Qinghe looked down at the tied tie, it was perfect, and he thought to himself that this person really knows everything.

He said: "I'm thinking about it, I've already figured it out during the rehearsal, and I'm relatively empty, so I'll help." ”

Xu Anyang still wanted to say something, but when he thought of the past, he swallowed the words back into his stomach.

The two of them were able to become friends because of the welcome party.

Of course, Xu Anyang was not the host at that time, and Dong Qinghe did not act in a short play.

The two of them were arranged to do backstage chores, and they did all the manual work and errands.

Freshmen are most likely to be fooled into doing this kind of voluntary work, and they can't get anything but sweat.

At that time, the show was playing at the front desk, and the two of them did not have seats in the backstage, so they sat on a large empty wooden box, looking through the gap in the curtain to the front.

The audience looks at the front of the light, and the two see the backlit back.

The speaker was facing the other side, and they heard a reverberating hum.

In between the shows, they were about to move the table, and Xu Anyang was pierced by a nail from an old table.

Xu Anyang felt that it was okay, just rush it and wrap it.

Dong Qinghe took him to the infirmary for debridement, disinfection and bandaging.

After the performance, he took Xu Anyang to the emergency department of the school hospital and took a tetanus injection to finish.

Since then, the two have become very good friends.

"My mom died of tetanus, so I'm more concerned. ”

When the two talked about this many years later, Dong Qinghe told Xu Anyang the reason calmly.

If Xu Anyang remembers correctly, it should be the last time he saw Dong Qinghe before he was reborn, in Chengdu.

It's almost half past seven, and the party is about to begin.

The last welcome party before the National Day was the most concerned by the Academy of Social Sciences.

The auditorium was full, and in addition to the freshmen of the hospital, many people from other hospitals came to visit.

Xu Anyang, Yan Zheng, Cheng Sisi, and Bai Yuxiang stood behind the curtain, waiting for the party to begin.

Xu Anyang has experience and is not nervous at all.

At the party, as soon as the headlights in front of the stage are turned on, you can't see anything clearly.

At half past seven, the curtain was opened on time and the party began.

......

The party went quite smoothly, and under the command of Yan Zheng, everything was in order.

Although Cheng Sisi and Bai Yuxiang did not go to the stage, the two of them were more experienced and basically made no mistakes.

It's almost time for Ye Zhiyu and Dong Qinghe's "Cinderella", and an accident happened.

Dong Qinghe is gone.

Ye Zhiyu said that she was just about to match words with Dong Qinghe again, but she couldn't find anyone.

The phone is also turned off, and I don't know where to go.

Toilets, locker rooms, upstairs and downstairs have all been searched, no.

", this coward, press back the show, go to the other first, I'll go find her!"

As he spoke, Xu Anyang threw down the microphone and came out of the backstage to find Dong Qinghe.

But where can she go?

Xu Anyang pondered in the hall for a moment and thought of a place.

As soon as you come out of the art museum, you will find the famous metasequoia forest of Chinese workers.

Inside are straight metasequoias, and under the trees are a patch of February orchids.

Every spring, in the third month of the Gregorian calendar and the second month of the lunar calendar, large purple flowers will become a famous scenery in Nanjing.

It was getting late, and the metasequoia forest was dark.

Xu Anyang got into the forest and walked towards the stone bridge in the center.

Sure enough, he saw a figure sitting on a stone platform next to the stone bridge.

"Hey, Dong Qinghe!"

Xu Anyang had already seen the reflection of the silver suit on her body.

Dong Qinghe obviously didn't expect Xu Anyang to find her, so he stood up from the stone platform and was stunned.

"Come back with me, the show is about to start. Xu Anyang tugged Dong Qinghe's arm.

But Dong Qinghe has a lot of strength, and he really can't move it.

"I... I'm not going to act... I..."

Xu Anyang was too lazy to convince Dong Qinghe, he didn't have that effort.

He stepped forward with an arrow, hugged Dong Qinghe's waist, half-carried her on his shoulders, and then walked back.

"Ah!" Dong Qinghe screamed, although she had great strength, she was lightweight.

was suddenly attacked, and his feet were empty, and no matter how strong he tried, he couldn't use it.

"You... You put me down! I'll go by myself! I'll go by myself! I'll act, I'll act!"

Xu Anyang ignored her and didn't put her down until he walked out of the metasequoia forest.

"You melon baby will be a coward again, I have a hundred ways to fix you, do you believe it or not?"

"I believe it, I believe it can't be! Then you'll say I'm going to find medicine for my stomach ache later, okay?"

"Alright, let's go!"

Dong Qinghe, like a child who made a mistake, was pushed back to the Art Museum by Xu Anyang.