A high-end Western restaurant, the owner of this Western restaurant is a Frenchman, it is said that he used to be the chef of a three-Michelin star, and how many rich people in the city want to ask him to cook. At this time, the chef was standing respectfully to one side, and next to him sat a foreigner with slightly curly hair, and across from him sat a young man with blond hair, the two of whom were savoring the food in front of them. "The snails here are doing a good job. The blonde boy elegantly stuck the snail meat in his fork and put it in his mouth. The curly-haired foreigner looked at the boy and asked, "Ciel, you've been following Ling Guang for so long, what have you discovered?" The young man swallowed the meat in his mouth, put down the fork and said, "He's nothing special, he's been bullied all day long, he doesn't have any friends, even the girls he likes me, and to be honest, he's like a poor puppy." The foreigner picked up the red wine glass and looked at the scarlet liquid inside, this is Petrus, the annual output is only 30,000 bottles, after the professional decanter decanted the wine, it has become a taste suitable for himself. He took a sip of wine and said: "There is an old Chinese saying that an eagle is like a sleeper, and a tiger is sick. A true hunter will only reveal his weapon when he catches his prey. By the way, I heard that your academy is going to hold a ball, so you should be his dance partner. "That's why you invited me to dinner. When the blonde boy heard this, his eyes were a little cold. "You can also be improper, I am an enlightened teacher. The curly-haired foreigner shrugged. The blonde boy pushed his chair and walked out the door, leaving a message, "I'll be his dance partner, after all, I've been friends for so long, but he owes me a favor."

The blood-red moonlight, shining in the forest, looked eerie and silent. A teenager walked slowly in the forest, suddenly a huge shadow chased after the boy, the boy began to run, the huge shadow kept chasing, the shadow got closer and closer to the boy, and finally turned into a fierce giant wolf, the boy pounced on the ground, and the wolf's neck showed a hideous human face.

Ling Guang jumped up from the bed, bursts of cold sweat broke out on his head, and the pain in his back made him conscious, it was a dream just now. Ling Guang looked out the window, the morning sun shone in, he remembered that there was a ball today, but he didn't have a dress, the ball, he remembered yesterday's events, maybe he was not qualified to participate in the ball. He walked out of the room to see his adoptive mother putting breakfast on the table, and there was a black box on the table. The adoptive mother saw Ling Guang coming over and said, "This was sent to you by a foreigner last night, come back early in the evening, otherwise you won't have food at night." Ling Guang took the box back to his room, and when he opened the box, it was a pure black dress, and next to it was a note that read in beautiful italics, "The dress is a man's weapon for a party, I wish you a triumphant return." Although Ling Guang didn't know why the foreigner was like this, his heart still felt warm.

The evening party at the Alan Secondary School is about to begin, and it is said that the board of directors of this secondary school is British, and they have worked with the local government to establish this private school, which is a mixture of Chinese and Western education. However, the matter of the prom has not been recognized by the local government. This year, the leaders of the local government changed to a young man with advanced ideas, and only then did they agree to hold the ball. As soon as they heard that the school was going to hold a prom, something that only exists in the Western upper class, the parents of the students of Ailan Middle School were elated and actively cooperated, after all, the people who went to this school were all famous figures in the city.

Luxury cars were parked at the entrance of Ailan Middle School, the school gate was brightly lit, and the students' foreign teachers were entertaining the parents of the students who came to the dance party one by one. The parents of the students felt very faced, they were very satisfied with the school's hospitality, and the people who came to the dance were not only these people, but also some leaders in the city, but they were in the same mood as those parents at this time. At this time, a Volkswagen Passat stopped behind many luxury cars, inconspicuous. A tall young man who got out of the car said, "Don't go, I have an etiquette class, you don't understand, it's a shame to go." Let's go back. "Xiaoguang, we won't go. "Hmm" The boy replied and hurriedly walked towards the school gate, and a foreign teacher who greeted the guests said, "Please show the invitation." The young man took out the invitation card sent by the teacher today, "Mr. Li Guang wishes you a good time." "This teenager is Li Guang, and the public is Li Guang's family just now. Li Guang felt very happy today, because there was no Ling Guang with him, and the dress he wore was specially custom-made, spending part of the family's savings. He feels very handsome, like a real aristocrat, and today he may be able to make the girl he likes fall in love.

At this time, Ling Guang was riding his bicycle, and the luxurious black dress did not make him any more noble, and even became crumpled due to the wind, which looked a little funny. But now he wasn't thinking about that, he was thinking about a magician old woman who could conjure up a pumpkin carriage so that he wouldn't be late for the ball. In fact, none of this happened, he was on his own legs.

There was a bright light in the distance, and he saw his school, and he quickened his legs. Finally arrived, he looked at the watch in his hand, there were still a few minutes, he was relieved, put his bicycle down, and ran to the school gate, the teacher on duty at the school gate looked at him, frowned, and said, "Go in, no invitation." Ling Guang said, "Thank you, teacher." ”

He trotted to the auditorium where the ball was held, and Ling Guang remembered the words on the note, and he couldn't help but smile. At this time, the teacher at the door looked at his back and sighed. A teacher came over and said to the teacher with a grin, "Thank you for letting him in, he shouldn't have been able to attend this ball." The teacher said, "It's nothing, I just think this kid is very pitiful, so I'll help him." ”

The main door of the auditorium is right in front of you, and the building is designed in the English style, and even the interior decoration is in traditional English design. Ling Guang remembered that the church was not used much, only when the school invited important leaders. He took a deep breath, brushed his loose hair, slowly smoothed the folds on his clothes, and pushed the door open, the light inside dazzling Ling Guang's eyes.