Shen Jiu didn't know what the head teacher said to Song Qing'an, anyway, he suddenly changed his mind and was willing to let her play Snow White.

Although Song Qingan was still a little reluctant, and his expression was also aggrieved, looking like he wanted to kiss and hug and coax, he still pretended to be generous and said: "Na, Ah Jiu, you go and act." ”

He paused for a moment, and then emphasized: "Ah Jiu can't like that charter." ”

Song Qing'an's concession was reluctantly difficult.

He told him again and again for a long time, but in the end he was still not at ease, so he simply stayed by Shen Jiu's side and followed her to the rehearsal.

The rehearsal was held after school, and it was supposed to be late after school, so the time to go back was even later.

This time is nothing to Shen Jiu, but Song Qingan is still young and can't stay up, so he often climbs on Shen Jiu on the way back and falls asleep.

After tossing around like this for two or three days, just when Shen Jiu was about to discuss with the rehearsal person to see if he could change the rehearsal time, something happened.

Charter was beaten on the way home.

The beating was not heavy, so that it would not be impossible to go to school, but the scars on the face were particularly obvious, with bruises and purples, and a few blood marks.

The class exploded all at once.

Shen Jiu looked at the empty seat next to him and wrinkled his eyebrows slightly.

When he returned, the teacher announced a change in the rehearsal schedule and re-selected a new person to play the prince.

The charter lay on the table a little sullenly, buried his head in his arm, and asked Shen Jiu in a low voice: "Isn't it ugly for me to look like this." ”

The eyes are a little purple, and the face is wearing a mask, so I can't see other places clearly, but at first glance it is not so serious.

Shen Jiu shook his head: "It's okay." ”

The charter was silent for a moment, and his mood did not get better because of this, and he became even more depressed: "I can't play the prince anymore." ”

The show was almost over, and the injury on his face was difficult to recover from before the show.

Shen Jiu comforted him: "It's okay, there are already many opportunities to perform." ”

The charter suddenly became excited: "It's different, there won't be -"

In the future, there will be no you, as my princess.

His words came to an abrupt halt, and then he sighed and whispered, "Forget it." ”

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When he went back, Song Qing'an's mood was obviously better.

He first grabbed Shen Jiu's fingers, bit them lightly one by one, and after a while, he hugged Shen Jiu's arm and shook it, tossing like this for a long time, seeing that Shen Jiu didn't notice him, he was a little unhappy, and the whole person pressed on Shen Jiu, and whispered: "Ah Jiu." ”

Shen Jiu finally glanced at him.

He rolled into Shen Jiu's arms and looked up at Shen Jiu: "Ah Jiu, Ah Jiu, the prince has changed." ”

There was a little excitement in the tone.

Shen Jiu touched his hair, as if he was smoothing his hair: "Yes." She stopped and didn't say a word on the subject.

Song Qingan pursed his lips, a little unhappy, but because of the fact that the prince had been replaced, he was still generously not angry, only leaning on Shen Jiu's arms, and muttered in a low voice: "We haven't come back so early for a long time." ”

Shen Jiu pursed his lips and smiled lightly, answering him.

Song Qing'an finally noticed Shen Jiu's depression, and tilted his head to look at her, as if he was thinking about why she was unhappy.

He thought about it for a long time, and suddenly came up with the reason, and then his eyebrows suddenly sank.

Song Qingan carefully pulled Shen Jiu's clothes: "Don't you want the charter to be replaced?" ”

The tone was a little pitiful.