The performance of the first class of high school is a solo dance. On the night of December 31, when the temperature had reached below zero, Yu Miao walked out with a long red ribbon in her hand, wearing a red gauze skirt, and curling Nana.

There was a moment of silence, followed by a whistle.

As the music began, Yu Miao waved the red ribbon in her hand, her soft and boneless wrists, her delicate waist, her spinning and jumping, and her dancing figure fell into the eyes and hearts of the boys below. They stood up excitedly and shouted Yu Miao's name.

Yu Miao's eyes were searching, and he finally found Xiu Qingyan, he lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, without raising his eyes. She bit her lower lip and focused on the dance.

At the end of the song, the audience cheered and screamed. A boy came to the stage and held flowers to Yu Miao, Yu Miao gritted his teeth and took it, and there was another burst of cheers.

She stepped down from the stage with the flowers, and looked at Xiu Qingyan behind the scenes, but saw Xiu Qingyan raise his head, Yu Miao followed his line of sight, it was the five girls who were waiting. Yu Miao squinted her eyes and guessed who he was looking at, but unfortunately the five girls were always together, and she couldn't tell who Xiu Qingyan was looking at.

Wen Qiong and a few people stood up, took off their coats, revealing their dancing outfits, black boots, shorts and white shirts, they were dancing jazz, and when they walked on stage, they passed by Yu Miao. Yu Miao looked at the five girls, and Wen Qiong didn't squint.

In his previous life, Yu Miao had a knife on his face, and his appearance was even more outstanding than now, but those eyes had never changed, with a superior arrogance. Wen Qiong clenched her fists, calmed down and breathed on stage.

Five chairs were set up and music played. Wen Qiong took the lead, her legs were one step, her calves under the black boots were straight and beautiful, she raised her chin slightly, she sat on the chair as soon as she turned around, her legs were pulled apart, her body fell back, and her shirt accompanied her movements, sometimes revealing her delicate collarbone, sometimes vaguely showing her slender waistline, showing her pure sexy.

There was silence in the audience, and then suddenly there was a scream, and the audience boiled, and everyone went crazy.

One song is over. Wen Qiong gasped and bowed, and the cheers from the audience came and went, wave after wave. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and threw herself into the dance, and she forgot about herself.

Yu Miao watched their dance by the curtain, and a sense of crisis that her status was threatened surged from the bottom of her heart. Originally, she was the protagonist of tonight, but they ...... She subconsciously looked at Wen Qiong, the leader of the dance, and then looked at Xiu Qingyan, and the next moment her face turned pale.

Xiu Qingyan took a bouquet of oversized roses next to him, walked up to Wen Qiong on stage, stuffed them into her arms, and smiled with his eyebrows, "Good dance." ”

The audience once again set off even more enthusiastic cheers.

Wen Qiong was stunned and hugged the bouquet tightly, "Thank you." ”

A wicked smile rose on Xiu Qingyan's lips, and his inky black pupils became deeper and deeper under the light. Wen Qiong's eyes were lowered, looking at the roses in her arms, delicate and beautiful.

Wen Qiong and the others turned around and stepped down, Yu Miao hadn't left yet, the fragrance of roses penetrated into her nose, and it was the first time she looked at Wen Qiong so seriously.

"It's so cold, it's okay when you dance, and goosebumps get up as soon as you stop." Su Guo'er hurriedly put on her coat. Wen Qiong also put down the roses, put on her coat, and stomped her feet. They have long boots on their feet, down jackets, and their lower bodies are not afraid of the cold.

Qin Wan directly took her coat and left first. Her heart was cold, especially when the bouquet of roses was put into Wen Qiong's arms, the boy standing in front of Wen Qiong was the person who made her extremely excited, with a clear water chestnut face, narrow eyebrows and eyes, and just hooking the corners of her mouth made her obsessed. But he only had Wen Qiong in his eyes.

Su Guo'er looked at the bouquet of flowers and said, "It's so beautiful." ”

Wen Qiong was tying her hair and didn't say anything.

Su Guo'er said again: "Yu Miao's bundle is not as big as yours, just like Xiu Qingyan looks like a prince, don't you say?" ”

Su Guo'er stabbed Wen Qiong, Wen Qiong curled the corners of her mouth at her, "When did he not look like a prince anymore?" ”

Su Guo'er thought for a while and smiled, "Also, although he doesn't have a good impression of me, isn't he Prince Charming in school?" How many girls like him, don't you see that Qin Wan's face was almost as white as snow just now. ”

There was no way to remove makeup in school, so the two of them returned to their seats in their classes and whispered all the way, thank you, let Jean. Wen Qiong's position was next to Xiu Qingyan, his legs were longer than the others, almost touching the seat in front of him.

Wen Qiong stopped to look at him, Xiu Qingyan also looked back at her, pointed to the flower in her arms, hooked her lips and smiled, "Do you like it?" ”

Wen Qiong nodded, "Thank you, let me go." ”

Xiu Qingyan's eyebrows drooped, "Okay, let it be given to you." ”

Wen Qiong was about to pass, but she tripped over without lifting her hind feet, and she couldn't react for a while, and the person had already fallen on Xiu Qingyan's legs. He folded his arms, clasped her waist, and chuckled: "Because the rose is so beautiful, you decided to make a promise?" ”

Wen Qiong struggled, his hand was clasped tightly, she couldn't break it, glared at him fiercely, he also stared at her, hugged it tighter, "Say, do you want to make a promise?" ”

"You're sick!" Wen Qiong said angrily.

The surrounding classmates all looked at them, and Meng Ling laughed breathlessly on the side.

Wen Qiong's whole person slid into Xiu Qingyan's arms, a faint smell of tobacco came to her face, she was angry and annoyed, grabbed his waist, his body shook, Wen Qiong pushed his hand away violently, and sat down next to him.

"So you're afraid of itching?" Wen Qiong brushed the hair between her forehead and said lightly.

Xiu Qingyan turned his head to look at her, and smiled again after a while, "Yes, I'm afraid of itching, they all say that being afraid of itching will hurt my wife, do you want me to hurt?" ”

Wen Qiong almost pasted the roses in his hand on his face, but in the end he still felt silent and ignored him. Su Guo'er also sat down, glanced at Xiu Qingyan, and sighed twice, Xiu Qingyan has really been sick recently, but this kind of Xiu Qingyan is more comfortable to look at.

The New Year's Day party on a cold winter night ended in a chorus, and then it was time to enter the tense final exam. The first year of high school is fine, but the students in the third and third years of high school are particularly nervous, and for them, this is undoubtedly an important watershed in their lives.

Today's campus was full of laughter, and students walked out to go home.

Wen Qiong carried a schoolbag, pushed a bicycle, and chatted with Su Guoer while walking. At this time, a commercial vehicle is parked in a conspicuous position at the school gate, and the students will take a second look.

Wen Qiong said goodbye to Su Guo'er and rode in the direction of home. At this time, the door of the business car opened, and a man in a straight suit walked briskly in front of Wen Qiong. Wen Qiong was startled and braked urgently.

"Hello." Song Chong handed over a business card with a smile, "I am the person in charge of Xingchen Brokerage Company, my name is Song Chong." ”

Wen Qiong looked down at the business card and didn't answer it.

Song Chong smiled again: "That's the case, I just went in to watch your performance, and it was very youthful and energetic." We have been working on a group of magazines recently, which are about the theme of youth, if you are willing, you can contact me. ”

Under normal circumstances, Wen Qiong would definitely think that he was a liar, but when she was reborn, she knew that the founder of Xingchen Agency was indeed called Song Chong, and he became popular Yu Miao and two actors, and in the next five years, he would develop into a top film and television company in the industry.

"Accept my business card first, you can think about it again, don't worry, it's not a lie, we have signed Yu Miao from the first class of your school's high school, and I just signed it last month, you can ask her to learn about the company's situation." If you have a star dream, you can contact me. Song Chong was very polite and handed the business card forward.

Wen Qiong took away the business card, and Song Chong breathed a sigh of relief, "It's a little late, so I won't delay your time, if you want to enter our company later, please give me a reply, thank you." ”

With that, he stepped back and stepped out of the way. Wen Qiong stuffed her business card into her pocket, got on her bicycle and left.

When she passed by the big tree next to her, she found that there was a person standing under the tree, it was Yu Miao, who she knew all the bones, and she probably saw Song Chong handing her a business card. Wen Qiong sneered in her heart, and the wind passed by Yu Miao's side like a wind.

Yu Miao looked at Wen Qiong quietly, she thought that she was unique and could embark on the star path early, but she didn't expect that there was someone like her, and this person had just received the roses from Xiu Qingyan.

Wen Qiong held the handlebar tightly, and her mood was not as calm as it seemed.

In her last life, Yu Miao smiled happily and charmingly during the interview, "I have a lover, he is very good, handsome and handsome, he is a great doctor, and I like his knuckled hands touching my face the most......"

Wen Qiong sat in front of the computer with her child in her arms, dizzy for a while, and later someone photographed Yu Miao and Chu Xin appearing in a high-end shopping mall, Chu Xin's face was mosaiced, but his watch and a famous brand made the media hype, Yu Miao was a rich second generation.

Wen Qiong entered the Chu family, only to find that the disparity between the two was huge, the blind date object that she replaced before was not an ordinary girl, but a rich lady, but people didn't want to participate in the blind date, at that time she already had a relationship with Chu Xin, and she married him hard.

Yu Miao's face that had moved the knife always had a sense of superiority, but if it weren't for Song Chong's discovery, she would just be an ordinary person, and she would also be a high climb with Chu Xin. She said to Wen Qiong, "What are you? I'm a star, I've got property, I'm still beautiful, and you? What do you compare to me? Kids? Oh, I can also bear him a child, and the child I will give birth to will be a hundred times more beautiful than yours. ”

Yu Miao was a school flower when she was studying, but Wen Qiong didn't pay much attention to her when she was in school in her previous life, she just liked Xiuqingyan intently at that time, but she didn't expect that the woman who destroyed her family in the end would be this high school alumnus. After a heavy life, Wen Qiong is not so tolerant, and can forgive Chu Xin who betrayed her and Yu Miao who intervened in other people's marriages.

Wen Qiong pinched the brakes, looked at the bright Liujia Cake Shop, and took out the business card from her pocket, is it a pity to give up such an opportunity? She wants to buy a house for her mother, she wants to have a career, she wants to rely on herself, and now that the opportunity has come to her door, she should try. Money is the most powerful way to bring a sense of security, and it is many times stronger than men.

After putting away the bicycle, Wen Qiong rubbed her neck and walked into the store. Aunt Liu and Shang Jing were stunned when they turned their heads, Aunt Liu sighed first, and leaned in front of Wen Qiong, "I can't even recognize it, is this still our family's Xiaoqiong?" ”

Wen Qiong thought that the makeup on her face had not been removed, and smiled, "The school has a party today, didn't I always rehearse before." ”

Shang Jing pulled Wen Qiong over and looked her up and down, "The powder is a little too thick." ”

Wen Qiong pursed her lips, "Is it thick?" It's okay...... "After all, the stage makeup is thicker, which is quite normal."

Aunt Liu smiled: "It's not thick, don't listen to what your mother said, it's beautiful, just don't unload it tonight, and it's like this tomorrow, it's good-looking." ”

"That's not good, sleeping with makeup is not good for your skin." Wen Qiong stomped upstairs, found the only bottle of makeup remover, took a cotton pad and began to remove it.

Shang Jing asked downstairs, "Do you have supper?" ”

"Eat."

Aunt Liu said, "You eat, I'll go back." Wen Qiong has a holiday tomorrow, right? ”

"Well, leave it for two days."

"Alas, Liu Lang can only come back during the winter vacation, and he will have two or three days on New Year's Day, but it is too far." Aunt Liu said with the thought of her son, watching Wen Qiong come back every day, she seemed to see Liu Lang in high school, and she was envious of Shang Jing in her heart.

Wen Qiong took off her makeup and asked Aunt Liu while wiping her face, "What did Brother Lang learn?" ”

"I don't understand the design I learned, I always feel unreliable, and it's better to be a civil servant." Aunt Liu couldn't stop when she said, "When the designer first came out, it was bitter. I've heard people say that designers work hard, often work overtime, and they are always at the bottom if they can't get out. ”

Shang Jing patted Aunt Liu's shoulder, "The child likes it, but there is no way." ”

"It's because he likes it, so he still let him go to school, and if he doesn't do well in the future, I think he can continue to go to graduate school."

"There's no way out, don't worry." Shang Jing comforted.

Aunt Liu nodded, pushed the bicycle and instructed, "I'm leaving, you guys close the door." Tomorrow and New Year's Day, there may be more people, so I'll come over early. ”

"You slow down, Wen Qiong is on vacation, let her help." Shang Jing sent people to the door.

Aunt Liu snorted, "Wen Qiong doesn't know how to make baked cakes." ”

Wen Qiong helped pull down the iron door, Shang Jing went to make supper, and two bowls of egg noodles were brought out, steaming. After eating, Wen Qiong went to wash the dishes, Shang Jing sorted out the account books, and she was already doing the accounts now.

After that, the two took turns to wash, and Wen Qiong got into the quilt to warm Shang Jing. Although the mother and daughter have their own rooms, the weather is cold, and the two like to get together, and the bed is spacious enough to squeeze warmer.