The assistant teacher shook his head, "If it's like this, this cheongsam will definitely not be able to be changed now." ”

"Teacher, do you have any other clothes here that you can put on temporarily?" Ye Yiyi asked.

She was very angry in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face, she didn't want to let anyone with a heart get satisfied.

When she was talking to the assistant teacher, most of the students didn't care, they only cared about memorizing lines or practicing their bodies, and only a beautiful girl who was not tall looked at them frequently.

The assistant teacher shook his head helplessly, "There is no cheongsam." ”

Ye Yiyi retracted her gaze and thought for a while, "Dresses are fine." ”

"The dress has an old Republic of China model, but," the assistant teacher looked her up and down, "maybe the style and size don't suit you." ”

"Teacher, give me a try first, and then change it if it doesn't work."

The assistant teacher nodded and told her to follow and get the dress.

Ye Miaoyi took a few steps forward, and suddenly turned around, colliding with the girl's gaze.

Wu Yali was stunned, quickly avoided her gaze, and pretended not to care about talking to the classmates around her.

The corners of Ye Yiyi's lips hooked, revealing a meaningful smile.

The dress really did not exceed Ye Miao's expectations, the style was old, wrinkled, and not fit.

Ye Yiyi looked at her watch, and there was still time, so she discussed with the assistant teacher to change it.

"This," the assistant teacher obviously didn't agree with her, "classmate, I have other clothes to pack, and I don't have time to get you this one." ”

Ye Miaoyi looked around the room, this is the clothing room, and the tools for changing clothes are complete.

Her mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about her role, the atmosphere of the banquet during the Republic of China, and those classic outfits, many thoughts fused together, and gradually, she focused her eyes on the old dress on the table.

No one helped her change it, so she did it herself.

She took a deep breath, added accessories to the shoulders, waist and hem of the dress, added diamond embellishments to the neckline, changed the waisttop to a cut-out style, tightened the waist, completely changed the original conservative style, and finally ironed the entire skirt without sparing a single crease.

When she hurried to the meeting place with her skirt, the assistant teacher was already counting the numbers.

Seeing the skirt in her hand, the assistant teacher was stunned, "You changed it yourself?" ”

Ye Yiyi showed a shy smile, "I changed it at home before, so I'll give it a try." ”

As a seventeen-year-old schoolgirl, she could have too much, so she had to keep a low profile as much as possible.

The assistant teacher nodded at her in surprise.

She deliberately inadvertently looked at Wu Yali's reaction, and found that she was nervously sending a message, and she didn't know who she was talking to.

Whoever it was, she'd find out right away.

After everyone in the seventh group was ready, they finally walked into the backstage of the theater under the leadership of Director Liu.

Although it was a monthly assessment, it was obvious that everyone was still a little nervous.

Listening to the sound of the curtain call at the front desk, Fang Ge directly took Ye Miao's hand.

"Ethereal, I feel like I've forgotten my lines again." Fang Ge's hand clenched hers tightly.

Ye Yiyi is different from the others, she did not continue to familiarize herself with the lines in the last limited time, but hastily improved the dress, and now she is calm.

"It's okay, Fang Ge, you're so proficient in memorization. When we come to power, we will naturally remember it in that prescribed situation. ”

She has changed into her own modified skirt, and the effect is surprisingly good, and with her makeup, she has established that character in terms of image.