Over time, the auditorium became much less empty and filled. With the maintenance of the staff, the noise is getting quieter and quieter.

Lan Ning clenched the script tightly with both hands, frowning. The male host not far away looked complacent, and he couldn't see any nervousness at all, obviously this was not the first time he had performed on stage.

In order to relieve Lan Ning's nervousness, Ling Feng joked, "Do you know why that classmate kicked me out just now?"

Lan Ning shook his head and said indifferently, "I don't know." Although he answered Ling Feng's question, his attention was still on the script.

"It's not because of you! He was very upset to see you so close to me, but he didn't have any position to tell you, so he had to pour his anger on me (shēn). Ling Feng covered his face with his hands and sighed, "It seems that I will have to be more careful in the future, I don't know when I will be beaten by your suitor." ”

"Really?"

"It's really true!" Ling Feng comforted himself as he said, after all, Chang Zhizhou was also Lan Ning's suitor, and it was not a lie.

"I'm sorry, I'm dragging you down. Lan Ning put down the script and said apologetically.

"It's okay, it's not your fault either. As long as you compensate me yourself, even if you are beaten, it will be right. ”

Lan Ning instantly understood Ling Feng's voiceover, and suddenly realized, "Okay, it turns out that you are waiting for me here!"

Ling Feng smiled, revealing the embarrassment of being recognized.

Lan Ning's little hand pinched it directly, "Do you think it's appropriate to say this kind of thing (qíng) at this time?"

"Hop...... You...... Look at how many people there are below, how exciting!" Although Ling Feng grinned in pain, he still didn't admit defeat.

"I let you stimulate, I let you stimulate. Lan Ning stomped his feet angrily, and the strength in his hands increased a little more.

The male host next to him couldn't stand it anymore, coughed twice, and reminded politely: "Senior sister, you prepare, we are about to go on stage." ”

Lan Ning (jiāo) glared at Ling Feng with disgust, a touch of crimson climbed up his cheeks, looking even more touching, and reprimanded in a low voice: "It's all your fault, my face has been lost to you, and I'll clean you up when it's over." ”

Ling Feng blinked innocently, rubbing the place where he was pinched by Lan Ning.

Suddenly, music began to play in the auditorium, and the noise disappeared completely. The annual graduation party officially kicked off.

Under the illumination of the spotlight, Lan Ning calmly walked out of the backstage side by side with the male host.

The nervousness and uneasiness in his heart originally disappeared because of Ling Feng's impropriety, Lan Ning instantly understood Ling Feng's good intentions, and glanced back at him gratefully.

The moment they looked at each other, Ling Feng smiled slightly and made a cheering gesture.

As soon as the handsome man and the beautiful woman appeared, they instantly amazed the four seats, and the audience cheered. Lan Ning's delicate face and just the right amount of makeup, the incomparably beautiful evening dress on (shēn) directly made her the most shining person on the stage.

Looking at the obsessive eyes of the audience, Ling Feng's vanity was greatly satisfied at this moment.

Under the leadership of the male host, Lan Ningshen (qíng) fully memorized the opening speech and thanked the sponsors. Turning gracefully (shēn) smiled at Ling Feng and walked back leisurely.

"How is it, how did I behave just now?" Lan Ning grabbed Ling Feng's shoulder excitedly, like an award-winning little girl looking forward to the affirmation of others.

"It's so good, I can't fault it at all. ”

"That's good, that's good. Lan Ning put his hand in front of (xiōng) and calmed his violently beating heart, "You don't know that I was nervous just now, for fear that I would say the wrong lines and mess up the party." ”

"Still nervous?"

"Much better than just now, thank you for being indecent. Lan Ning looked around, and after making sure that there was no one, he whispered in Ling Feng's ear: "I will give myself to you sooner or later, so please wait patiently." ”

"If it's going to be given, why not a day earlier?" Ling Feng asked rhetorically.

Lan Ning didn't expect Ling Feng to say this, and looked at him in surprise, "You really want that?"

"But I'm not in a hurry, I'm just joking with you, I hope you can relax and don't get too nervous. Ling Feng replied truthfully.

"I know, you're the best. After Lan Ning finished speaking, he focused on the script and recited the next line.

Gradually, as the number of appearances increased, Lan Ning's performance got better and better, and the god (qíng) became more natural. Everything is going well and in an orderly manner.

Ling Feng also changed from the initial worry to pure appreciation.

......

The party soon came to an end, and the students in the auditorium, who couldn't sit still, had already found all kinds of excuses to sneak out.

Wu Tong, who was sitting in the seventh row, did not move at all, watching the performance intently. But there was always a hint of panic in my heart, as if something was going to happen (qíng). All eyes were on the stage, and there was no slackening for a moment. I silently prayed in my heart that everything would go well at the party.

Lan Ning handed the script to Ling Feng and went on stage alone to introduce the next program. But while walking, one didn't pay attention to his foot, instinctively slammed down, and fell heavily on the stage. The microphone also dropped out, making a buzzing sound.

The auditorium fell silent instantly, and no one expected such an accident to happen. Everyone looked at Lan Ning in surprise, and Lan Ning also looked at everyone in the audience in horror. The deathly silence descended like night, quickly isolating her in the center of the stage.

My mind is full of last night's dreams, and every picture in the dream has been realistically restored. In an instant, the dream coincided with reality, which frightened Lan Ninghun (shēn), and his brain lost the ability to think, unable to distinguish between reality and dreams. The fear in her heart weighed down her breathlessness, and she was about to lose her breath.

At this moment, Lan Ning seemed to have lost his soul, lying alone in the center of the stage, which made people feel pity.

Ling Feng had been paying attention to Lan Ning all the time, and he didn't expect that the most unwanted thing (qíng) would happen, so he rushed forward as soon as possible. Wu Tong in the audience also stood up for the first time and ran to the school doctor's office.

Squatted down and said distressedly, "Are you okay?

The gentle voice pulled Lan Ning out of the darkness, and after confirming that it was Ling Feng, his brain was running again, the pain in his ankle hit his soul directly, beads of sweat the size of beans fell from his forehead, and tears rolled in his eyes repeatedly.

Lan Ning's heart found support and shook his head slightly. Holding back the pain and not letting himself cry out, he reached out and grabbed Ling Feng's arm, and his nails were pinched into (ròu).

Ling Feng was so worried that he didn't even notice the pain. As he picked up the microphone, he put Lan Ning's arm on himself (shēn) and helped her to her feet.

"Thank you so much Aunt Cleaning for her efforts to get our beautiful host to finish this wonderful show. ”

The audience under the stage reacted and burst into laughter.

Ling Feng resolved this embarrassment by throwing the pot and laughing at himself.

"The next show will be more exciting, please continue to enjoy the singing and dancing performances brought by the Art Club, we are all dreamers. ”

As soon as Ling Feng finished speaking, the lights dimmed, and he turned off the microphone with his hand. The sound of the words was round, which made Lan Ning a little dazed for a while. It's as if he's the host.

"Can you still go?"

Lan Ning shook his head bitterly. Ling Feng had no choice but to half-squat down, and a princess hugged Lan Ning in her arms.

This move caused a stir in the audience (sāo).

Ling Feng walked back to the backstage with Lan Ning in his arms, and the performers also appeared on the stage, all of which was very natural, as if nothing had happened (qíng), but there were already a lot of people gathered backstage.

Ling Feng put Lan Ning on the bench, pulled another bench under her calves, and propped her feet up.

After Lan Ning saw everyone, guilt and pain hit him together, tears couldn't stop flowing, and he cried loudly, "It's all my fault, I messed up the party, I'm sorry everyone, everyone beat me and scolded me." ”

"It's okay, it's just an accident, don't take it personally. Your boyfriend saved the scene in a timely manner, and the impact was not so great. The male host persuaded.

Seeing Lan Ning's pear blossom with rain, Ling Feng was distressed, and gave her a smile and encouraged: "With me here, the sky can't fall yet." ”

After speaking, he gently took off Lan Ning Crystal's high heels and threw them aside. The roots are broken, but they haven't fallen yet.

"Fortunately, it's just a bumble, and it's not swollen, so it shouldn't be a big problem. Hurry up and call the school doctor, and stop by the store to buy sorbet and ice water. Remember the kind of hard bang that you want to freeze. ”

"Okay, I'll go. The boy in the corner returned.

At this time, Lan Ning's makeup was also spent, tears flowed, and there was still blood on his lips. Ling Feng arranged everything, took out a tissue from his pocket, and gently wiped it for her, "It's not your fault, don't torture yourself, okay?"

Lan Ning nodded slightly and sobbed.

The male host obviously doesn't have such good patience, and he is as anxious as an ant on a pot, turning back and forth.

"The school girl will definitely not be able to get on, what will happen to the next show?"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do, there is nothing I can do.

"I'll take her place, it's still the same as before, you last time and I last time. Ling Feng said without a table (qíng).

"Can you do it?" The male host looked at Ling Feng again, and suddenly found that he was wearing a casual suit (shēn), and there was still a white shirt underneath, as if he was preparing to go on stage.

"Do you have a better option now? Come and call me when I get on the field. ”

The male host thought about it for a while, and stomped his feet ruthlessly, there was really no better way, he could only use a dead horse as a live horse doctor. "Okay, you hurry up and get ready to get your lines down. ”

"No, I can already memorize it. ”

Seeing that Ling Feng was so well prepared, the male host suddenly laughed, "Are you ready to go on stage?"

Ling Feng looked at Lan Ning, but Lan Ning couldn't laugh at all, so he had to explain by himself, "She hopes I can stand on the stage with her." That way she felt like I was hosting the gala with her. ”

The male host smiled knowingly, "I see, the schoolgirl's selfishness saved the party!"