Everyone has a set of performance clothes, and when they are sent to Lou Wenzheng, who is sitting in the back, there are only two sets of women's long skirts left.

Xie Junpeng, the class leader, looked at Lou Wenzheng and then looked at his skirt, pondering about going through the entire campus to go back and forth to the utility room for half an hour, he said: "Wenzheng, the men's performance clothes are not enough, can you use the women's style?" ”

Lou Wenzheng was stunned for a moment and said: "If there is no men's model, forget it, I wear a school uniform, anyway, it is all shirts and trousers." ”

"That's different, Teacher Zhao attaches great importance to this school celebration, she said, don't ask for merit but ask for no fault, everyone has changed their performance uniforms, and you wear school uniforms alone, how abrupt, there are so many leaders sitting in the audience."

"But ......"

"Oh, it's fine." Xie Junpeng opened the packaging bag of the performance costume and shook off the long skirt to show her: "You are small, you must be very beautiful to wear, try it." ”

Lou Wenzheng was still hesitating, Xie Junpeng took the skirt and pasted it on her, beckoning other students to come and see: "Do you think it's good-looking?" ”

Several male classmates came over one after another, looking at her back and forth with malicious intent: "It's beautiful." ”

"Lou Wenzheng, your waist is so thin, you may look better than a female classmate when you wear it."

"yes, yes, give it a try."

"It's scheduled that you will dominate the crowd tonight and kill the audience in seconds."

Someone coaxed, Xie Junpeng suddenly became more energetic, Lou Wenzheng usually doesn't talk much, and he doesn't have much intersection with his classmates, but her delicate skin and delicate facial features, occasionally take a look, Xie Junpeng will always look at her twice, and now there is a chance to let her change into women's clothes, the subtle evil desire in his heart swelled exponentially, he simply stuffed the skirt into her hand, and pushed her twice: "Try it quickly, don't be shy." ”

"Yes, put it on, just change it here, just take off your shirt and put it on."

A group of people were talking around Lou Wen Zheng and were talking energetically, Xie Junpeng suddenly put a hand on his shoulder, he just wanted to turn his head, and the whole person was swept back by a force, and he almost fell.

He was about to get angry, but when he looked up, he saw that it was Yan Huaizhi.

The people who can be elected by the teacher as the class committee are more or less a little bright, Xie Junpeng is no exception, Yan Huaizhi is not clear to him, but he knows that he is an existence that even the teacher does not dare to offend.

“…… What are you doing studying God? Xie Junpeng suppressed his anger and asked lightly.

"I should ask you this, what are you doing?" Yan Huaizhi smiled back, but his eyes were cold.

"We're joking with Wen Zheng."

"Do you know what a joke is? If the person who is joking and the person being joked about it thinks it's funny, that's called a joke, and if the person being joked about doesn't think it's funny, that's offense. Yan Huaizhi picked up the long skirt in his hand: "Let him wear women's clothes, is this funny?" ”

Xie Junpeng: "......"

"Since it's so funny, why don't you wear it and let me have fun too?"

"I didn't mean that." With so many classmates around watching, Xie Junpeng's face was a little unbearable, and he said stubbornly: "The men's performance costumes are not enough, only the women's ones are left, and the performance is about to start again, I am afraid of delaying everyone's time, so I thought that Wen Zheng would ...... for a while."

"There are more than 20 male students in the class, why should he be allowed to compromise?"

"He's ...... small"

"Do you have to settle for a small person? Don't want to be labeled as a delay in everyone's time? Why aren't there enough costumes, isn't this a problem with your squad leader's overall planning ability? If you make a mistake and let Lou Wenzheng top, who gave you the power? ”

"......" Xie Junpeng was so frightened that he had no power to fight back, so he had to say curtly: "I'm sorry, I didn't think it through, I'll go get another set of men's performance clothes right away." ”

Xie Junpeng ran away with a cigarette, Yan Huaizhi turned his head to look at the few people who were making trouble, and said with a smile: "It was quite exciting just now." ”

Several people were swept away by his gloomy eyes, and they lowered their heads one after another, and goosebumps rose.

Fortunately, Yan Huaizhi didn't mean to deal with them, so he pulled the building and wentten the kite and left: "Go to the auditorium." ”

When the two walked out of the classroom, there was a whisper behind them: "Why is Yan Huaizhi so angry?" Let Lou Wenzheng wear women's clothes, not let him wear women's clothes. ”

"Hell knows."

When I arrived at the auditorium, there were only three makeup artists, and although the makeup was simple, there were too many people to put on makeup, and the wait was more than an hour.

Makeup and waiting time were two and a half hours, and when the performance was over, Lou Wenzheng was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.

Coming down from the stage, she pondered going to the school commissary to buy something to cushion her stomach, and just wanted to ask Yan Huaizhi what she wanted to eat, but she didn't find anyone when she turned around.

"Huaizhi just answered a phone call and went out." Song Hanchuan passed by and mentioned it expressionlessly.

“…… Oh. ”

The students took off their makeup and went to the front desk to watch the performance, and Lou Wenzheng was not sure if Yan Huaizhi would come back for a while, so he simply sat on the props box and waited for someone.

The prop box was slightly higher, Lou Wenzheng's two legs were hanging in the air, she stared boredly at the busy makeup artist not far away, her legs dangled unconsciously, at this time, there was a crisp shutter sound next to her, and she turned her head to look.

Wei Shi hung a SLR around her neck, and maintained the posture of the camera facing her, and when she saw her looking over, she simply beckoned: "Smell the kite, smile." ”

Lou Wenzheng: "......"

She tugged at the corners of her mouth cooperatively, revealing a stiff smile.

Wei Shi waved his hand: "Forget it, don't laugh, put on a pose." ”

Lou Wenzheng raised his hands and gestured to a silly "V".

Wei Shi: "......"

"What is this?" Yan Huaizhi's voice came.

Lou Wenzheng immediately turned his head to look, Yan Huaizhi was carrying a takeaway box in his hand, and he obviously went out to pick up takeout just now.

"Take pictures." Wei Shi winked at Yan Huaizhi: "Isn't this about to graduate, leave a souvenir, learn from the gods, you go over, I'll take a few pictures of the two of you." ”

"Okay." Yan Huaizhi happily agreed, walked to Lou Wenzheng and leaned on the prop box, and naturally put one hand around her shoulder.

In this posture, Wei Shi took more than a dozen photos in a row, Yan Huai took a takeaway in one hand and Lou Wenzheng in the other, and did not forget to remind Wei Shi: "Remember to send me a copy of the photo." ”

Wei Shi made an "OK" gesture.

Yan Huaizhi took Lou Wenzheng to the rooftop of the auditorium, where few people went up, and everyone watched the show in the auditorium on the school anniversary, the rooftop was quiet at this time, a few moths circled around the lamp, and the music from the auditorium could be faintly heard.

Yan Huaizhi opened the takeaway, it is the roast goose shop that Lou Wenzheng likes very much, this shop is a local time-honored brand in Rongcheng, the roast goose skin crispy meat is tender and fat but not greasy, every time Lou Wenzheng is impatient to review, he will order this takeaway to coax her, a coaxing and a quasi.

Lou Wenzheng gulped down the rice and asked inarticulately: "Isn't the auditorium not allowed takeaways to come in?" ”

"I asked Ah Zhong to drive to buy it."

"No wonder."

Along with the takeaway, there was also a washed cherry, a big round and bright color, Lou Wenzheng finished the meal three or two times, and began to eat cherries again.

She took a bite at a time, and didn't even spit out the kernel after roughly tearing off the cherry stem, Yan Huaizhi frowned: "You eat slowly, and don't swallow the cherry pit." ”