"Beifan, Beifan, you get ready quickly, it's time for you to play later." Nian Yi urged anxiously in the back of the stage. He Beifan sat down at the table steadily, "It's okay, what's the hurry." He laid himself the foundation at a leisurely pace.

"I'm really convinced, brother, why haven't you even put on makeup until now?" Nian Yi walked to Bei Fan's side in a bit of a hurry, and began to worry about his game.

"What if you don't wear makeup? It's just a pavement. He Beifan said, and looked in the mirror again, as if he was very satisfied with his image.

Nian Yi inadvertently saw that face, she didn't know if she didn't look at it, she wanted to laugh when she saw it, "I'll go, He Beifan, will you put on makeup." I saw that there was an obvious color difference on Beifan's face, and the foundation was obviously not evenly applied.

"No, what's wrong with my wipe? That's good. Beifan still didn't realize his makeup level, and even had some joy about his makeup.

"Come, come, come, I'll help you." Ye Nianyi was afraid that He Beifan would delay the normal game because of makeup, so he snatched his foundation box quickly.

"It's okay, I'll just come by myself." Bei Fan waved his hand, a little shirked. He really didn't want to trouble anyone for such a trivial matter. The more embarrassed he was, the more Ye Nianyi insisted on it.

She ignored his prevarication at all, sat down directly across from him, and picked up the foundation in the small box with her slender fingers, and when she was about to touch his cheeks, Nian Yi suddenly hesitated and fell softly.

Nian Yi looked at this face for a long time, and carefully wiped it with foundation, which made He Beifan feel more comfortable than ever, he was surrounded by that gentle feeling, and his cheeks seemed to be gently touched by someone.

"Alright, alright, the foundation is ready." With Nian Yi's crisp voice, Bei Fan slowly opened his eyes, and he smiled at him quite lazily like a child who had just woken up.

"Look, how's it going?" Nian Yi has a bit of a sense of showing off.

He Beifan looked at the face in the mirror, "Nian Yi, your hands are so skillful." He stood up from his stool as if he were about to leave.

"Why are you in such a panic, you haven't finished your makeup yet." Ye Nianyi was very dissatisfied with Beifan's anxious actions.

"Isn't it good to put on foundation?" Bei Fan is very casual about his makeup, and maybe even he doesn't realize it.

"It's not you yet, you sit down quickly. What is good to wear a foundation, the image score is also very important. Saying that, Nian Yi took out the makeup box in his small bag, "You still have to go to the competition, don't make up decent." ”

He Beifan felt that what Ye Nianyi said was reasonable, and he was also very curious about what Nianyi would take care of himself. So he obediently returned to his seat.

"Come, close your eyes." Nian Yi opened the eyeshadow box in his hand as he spoke, and muttered to himself as if he was a little hesitant, "What color will you fit into, purple is a little too heavy." ”

Beifan looked at her a little puzzled, "What are you talking about?" What purple? He looked like he was listening to a book from heaven, with a puzzled face.

"I'm talking about eyeshadow, what do you think of blue?" She said, gesturing to a blue square on the eyeshadow box.

"No, no, I never use eyeshadow." Beifan didn't want to wear heavy makeup, he just wanted to stand in front of everyone naturally, so he had a little more resistance to eyeshadow makeup.

"Oh, you come a little. You use it once and you know how good it is. Nian Yi said and pressed the arm he was about to withdraw, "Come, close your eyes and give it a try." He couldn't resist him, Beifan had to obey her, he obediently closed his eyes, and his slender eyelashes naturally rested on his lower eyelids.

Beifan could feel that Nian Yi's hand was very light, as if he was afraid of hurting him. He held his breath, his heart seemed to stop, and she let her play back and forth on his eyelids.

The moment she stopped, Ye Nianyi was almost stunned, and the navy blue eyeshadow made the boy in front of him even more handsome. Bei Fan seemed to match the blue, "Okay?" He blinked.

"Yiyi, this makeup is a little too thick." Beifan looked at himself in the mirror in surprise, he could still see his immaturity and youthfulness before he put on the eyeshadow, and after wiping the eyeshadow, he suddenly seemed to be a different person, although he looked mature, but he also lost his sense of youth.

"What's thick, it looks pretty handsome." Ye Nianyi felt that his craftsmanship was very good, and such a handsome face looked even more handsome in his hands.

"Is there one? Thank you for the compliment. Beifan was still not used to hearing others praise him, and his cheeks flushed unconsciously.

"I still have lipstick, do you want it?" Nian Yi said, looking down and rummaging through his small bag.

"Forget it, forget it, the makeup is thick enough, and I can't wear it anymore." He Beifan looked at himself in the mirror, and he couldn't get used to it.

"How can it be done? You see, your lips are dry and peeling. Nian Yi looked at Beifan's wrinkled mouth, "That's it, if you think that the color can't be accepted, then paint it transparent." ”

"Well, well, don't make me too fancy anyway, to be honest, I don't really like this style." Bei Fan barely sat down at the table.

"Your mouth is really dry, you really need to wipe it." Nian Yi said as he pulled out the lid of the lipstick and gently sent it to Beifan's mouth, he closed it very knowingly, and let him fiddle with it like Fang Cai.

"Next, I invite the No. 6 player to play, He Beifan, the ninth class of high school. Everyone applauded. Song Yiyi's familiar female voice sounded in her ears again, which caught He Beifan a little off guard.

"Alright, alright, so be it, it's time for me to go on stage." Beifan said, hurriedly got up from his seat, and straightened his collar.

"Then you go, come on, you will definitely succeed." Nian Yi will always cheer for Beifan at the last moment, and she likes to watch him stand on the stage with a confident smile.

He Beifan left, he didn't even bother to take a sip of water, and smiled in the mirror, which was his best blessing to himself.

"He Beifan, He Beifan, He Beifan." Before he could reach the center of the stage, he was surrounded by shouts from below.

"Beifan, come on." Zhong Yuze also secretly cheered him on off the stage.

Beifan's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up, but the moment the flash light shone on him, he was a singer, and he had forgotten his nervousness. The music started slowly, and the students in the audience suddenly became quiet.

"Passing through that twilight alley again, is it still the same as when you were younger?" His rather magnetic voice was slightly sad, "After walking through the wounds of stubbornness and loneliness, I softened my eyes." ”

Yin Dixiao on the judges' bench suddenly raised his head, looked at the teenager on the stage a little seriously, the scoring pen in his hand slowed down inadvertently, and his eyes were focused and serious.

"Life keeps moving forward, don't back down. Everyone has tried to collide with the world with all their might, and that is the best appearance. He Beichen finally closed the word book in his hand, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the focus of the stage.

Who knew that He Beifan suddenly stopped singing, accompanied by the gradually speeding up music, he picked up the microphone in front of him, "I am a small person, I have a small dream, I hope there is a small corner, can accommodate my little stubbornness." I have always loved every little stage that belongs to me and sings what I love. ”

One of his raps drew cheers from the audience, "Hey, what is he singing?" What kind of song is this, I've never heard it before. The students in the audience were even more puzzled.

"yes, I haven't heard it either, it's a skewer, and the first half is clearly two songs." Zhong Yuze also heard He Beifan's adaptation, and secretly praised him in his heart.

"I told myself, my name is He Beifan, I am a small person, I want to use my little life to realize my little dream......" He almost shouted, shouted hard, shouted with all his might, he had never been so desperate as he was now.

"I have a lot of petty, little stubbornness, little stubbornness, little desperateness." His eyes closed because he was singing too hard, "And I want to use these little ones to change to a microphone of my own." Under the flash, I have such a small wish, I want to be my own halo, I want to be the best He Beifan. ”

His voice was already a little difficult, but he still forced himself to soar the high notes, and his face with bright makeup was suffocated. Yin Dixiao, who had been sitting in silence under the stage, suddenly stood up from his seat, and his broad palm sounded, the voice was small at first, and then it became louder and louder.

"Here I tell my little, I always remember my agreement with the world, with my little pride to break out of my own little sky." Bei Fan sang this, his voice slowly deepened, and then stopped, and when he opened his eyes again, his tears flowed down his cheeks, and those tears under the flash light looked unusually crystalline.

"Beifan, you're so good." Zhong Yuze felt even more heartfelt happy when he saw such a wonderful stage effect, he couldn't help jumping up and applauding.

The music had stopped, but everyone's eyes had been staying under the flash lights of the stage for a long time, the young man, his fair face was a pair of watery eyes, his lips were closed tightly as if he had not yet recovered from the emotions just now, and the audience was extremely quiet, as if they were waiting for him.

"This song is called "Beifan's Little", I want to give it to everyone who is as small as me, I hope you like it, thank you, thank you." Bei Fan said, bowing deeply to the audience, he slowly straightened up and walked down the stage, the corner of his eyes was cold that had not faded.