Chapter 137: Dress Crisis (1)

It's not that the lyrics of a song are "Time is like a monster with long legs running fast," Wen Niannian, who was eager to prepare for the mid-term performance, seemed that time was indeed "running" so fast.

The fast time made Wen Niannian feel like she had come to the last rehearsal site on the day of the show on a time airship, and her clear eyes reflected the busy teachers of the student union and the preparatory group, those who moved props, those who were worried about waiting for the stage, and the personnel who were on stage set were all fighting in this fire and water.

When the host on the stage finally called her name, she came out from behind the scenes, and she was as elegant and dignified as she was in casual clothes, which was also the result of Gu Yan's teaching since childhood.

At this time, she didn't know that she was standing in the admirable spotlight, and at the same time, there was a pair of eyes locked on her body.

Ezaki's quiet gaze was like a sharp knife trying to pierce Wen Niannian, and she relied on her friendship with the student union president to sneak into the busyness of the show again and again, in order not to miss any opportunity to embarrass Wen Niannian.

As the sound of the piano belonging to Wen Niannian on the stage sounded, Jiang Qi also suddenly got up, she belonged to the dark corner, no one would pay attention to her existence, and before leaving the table, she did not forget to silently put down the cruel words in her heart to the glamorous Wen Niannian on the stage.

Wen Niannian, you can see it, I will definitely give you a big gift.

While everyone's attention was on the stage, Ezaki came to the backstage changing room alone, and when she checked and saw that there was no one around, she pushed the door in peacefully and went in.

No one knows what's going on inside the changing room, and of course, all the ugliness of the world will be revealed.

The picture returned to the front of the stage, Wen Niannian followed Yu Moqin's teaching to grasp the tone and really the effect of the song was much better, and won the applause of many people in the audience.

When she went downstairs, Wen Niannian's counselor greeted her, and she hurriedly urged, "Hurry up, go try on the dress, just arrived, don't have time to adjust when there is a problem." ”

Wen Niannian had just come down to the backstage and was urged so impatiently that she couldn't help but be a little out of shape, she said in a leisurely tone and laughed at the guide, "What's the hurry, I don't know, I thought it was the boss, you want to play." ”

"You're my magic weapon, and I don't care so much about my daughter." The instructor looked really anxious, and while talking, he didn't forget to push Wen Niannian in the direction of the fitting room.

While talking and laughing, Wen Niannian was pushed to the door of the fitting room, and the guide was thoughtful everywhere, and even helped Wen Niannian open the door.

The moment the door was opened, everything was not much different, and the clothes of the other participants were all hung in place, but the strangeness appeared when Wen Niannian found his clothes along the famous brand.

When she was delighted to see her nameplate, she immediately gastrified in place.

It should have been a mid-length dress in the color of turquoise and clear sky, but it would have been cut to the ground. ”

After the shock, Wen Niannian quickly returned to her look, she indifferently took the hanger and took the dress skirt full of openings in her hand, the imaginary anger never came, on the contrary, she was extremely calm, as if this was a matter that had nothing to do with her.

But when her white fingers touched the hole, Shu Lang's eyebrows were finally crowded, but she knew too well that anger could not solve any problems.

But the guide at the door was angry for her first, she strode towards Wen Niannian, and angrily pulled the clothes in her hand.