Chapter 110: Death is to save face and suffer sin
Layers of cherry blossom pink skirts sway around the edge of the stool, and long, delicately trimmed light linen curls glisten in the light of the crystal lamps, flowing with shadows that are no less than the bright lights.
Her face was cold with cold hands and feet, her limbs were stiff and she sat on a low stool, her eyes were staring at the broken string on the zither, and even the carefully cared for silky curls were messily draped on her chest, and she did not pull the curls behind her in a variety of ways as before.
The discussion of the boys in the audience was wanton and high-pitched, undisguised.
The ridicule of the surrounding girls gloated and was wanton.
She bit her rosy lip and looked at the zither under her hand, and suddenly she noticed something suspicious.
I saw that on the golden nanmu zither carved with a phoenix flying, there was a trace of fine and slender hair scraped around the strings of the zither, and under the dark shadow shrouded in the body, there were scattered scattered lights. Rong Yan picked up the strand of hair, lowered his eyes and looked at it for a long time, and then he found that it was the same brown hair as the two sisters of Huang Li and Huang Ying.
And the tips of her hair are also lightly dyed with flaxen, about which she has laughed at the two for a long time, thinking that the other party is obviously a pheasant who barely flies low, but he wants to imitate herself, a Luan Feng who has been soaring for nine days, and even wants to imitate herself in dressing.
"It's really ......."
After Rong Yanyan gritted her teeth and whispered the words at the end, the rest of the words were pressed to her chest with suppressed anger.
I didn't think I could capsize in the gutter, and it was at today's freshman ceremony, this time it's really ridiculous and generous!
The onlookers in the audience waited for a long time, but they couldn't wait for the gentle sound of the zither like flowing water, and saw the face of playing the guzheng sitting alone on the stage for a long time, coupled with the ridicule and discussion of the surrounding classmates, they whistled and shouted:
"Come down, don't waste time!"
"Let's go home and learn Guzheng for a few more years, haha!"
The boys whistled and ridiculed frivolously, while the girls looked at the faces with unspeakable schadenfreude, and kept talking about each other's black material. For a while, there were a variety of voices such as coaxing, ridicule, ridicule, and laughter, and the noise filled the gorgeous and vast auditorium.
"That's right, stop sitting on the stage and disgrace us!" Even the classmates in the class to which Rong Yanyan belonged said that they couldn't stand it, and they couldn't help but cover their faces and feel that they were dull, which was very embarrassing.
Her cheeks were blue and red, and after clenching her fists fiercely, she finally reluctantly stood up from the low stool, lifted the gorgeous layered cherry pink skirt and fled in a hurry.
Because the custom dress she was wearing was very gorgeous and cumbersome, she tripped over the stairs when she stepped off the stage, stepped on the silky skirt and fell down the stairs in surprise.
Suddenly, the auditorium erupted in earth-shattering laughter, and the students covered their stomachs with joy, and a few imperceptible textures appeared in the corners of their eyes when they laughed. They watched the figure fall to the ground like a sack filled with cement, and the dull sound of close contact with the ground was better than the sound of heaven.
The gorgeous skirts of cherry pink are poignantly scattered on the ground, and the cold marble floor tiles are clearly reflected in the light, clearly reflecting the ugly and hideous face.
Because of her arrogance and arrogance in July Middle School, she was arrogant for a long time, which caused her popularity to be extremely poor among her classmates, and everyone sat in their seats to watch her jokes for a while, and no one expected to go to 'kindly' support her.
Rong Yanyan suppressed the anger in his chest, forcibly endured the embarrassed attitude of embarrassment, and stood up from the ground stiffly. She struggled to straighten her back and raise her chin to disappear into view, if she deliberately ignored her limping stride and the rhinestone hairpin crooked at the side of her face, of course.
"Tsk, I thought she had a lot of ability, it turned out that she was a swollen face and a fat man--- and she wanted to suffer face and live to be guilty!" Xi Yusheng listened to the ridicule and discussion of the students around him, and raised his head and laughed with great relief.
She bent her crystal cute cat eyes, leaned back and leaned on the chair without any image with a smile: "It's good now, let her use her relationship to compete with the drunken students for the performance of the guzheng program, and arrogantly rank herself in the first place in the performance, but now she is embarrassed in front of the whole school, look at how she will look up in front of everyone in the future!" ”
The soft and playful voice reveals the mood of schadenfreude, and Yuxue's delicate face is indescribably smart and lovely from a distance against the backdrop of gorgeous lights and bright smiles, beautiful and sultry.
After Feng Yunyang finished his backstage affairs, he rushed to the venue of the ninth class of the year, he raised his hand and wiped the sweat beads on his forehead in a chic manner, and the first thing that caught his eye was the girl's smiling face.
It is a kind of smart and lovely that belongs to the rest of the West, and the soft and delicate beauty that is fascinating.
The tall and handsome boy stood silently not far from the rest of his life, he raised his eyes to look at the girl and smiled like a flower, which made him unable to hide the intoxicating beauty of his heart, and he didn't even notice that the beads of sweat slipped down the tip of his nose.
After Xi Yusheng let out a cathartic smile, her petite body leaning on the soft seat slowly straightened up, she picked up the strawberry juice placed on the tea table and drank it, and licked the corners of her lips stained with juice.
The cute and soft greedy appearance is cute and cute, Feng Yunyang sees it in his eyes and remembers it in his heart, he only feels a heat in his nose between appreciation, he raised his hand and wiped it at the end of his nose at will, the dazzling red in his imagination is not soaked in his fingers, but the crystal clear color of sweat beads flows in the texture.
Fortunately, there was no shame in leaving a nosebleed, Feng Yunyang thought silently.
The fragrant and elegant flowers are scattered and dotted on the woven flower vines, and the rich fragrance and the soft lingering of the gorgeous petals reflect the soft white table runners and delicate tassels laid on the tea table.
The program rehearsed by other students on the stage was in full swing, because it was a vivid and interesting cross talk sketch, so the students in the audience watched it with relish and full of interest. Even a modest and indifferent teenager like Dong Mengsheng was inevitably attracted to attention, but Xi Yusheng lay on the table with no interest.
Out of boredom, she turned her head and unexpectedly bumped into Feng Yunyang's gaze: "...... Hi? She stretched her delicate eyebrows and greeted warmly after less than half a second of silence.