The school attaches great importance to the 150th anniversary celebration of Jiangcheng Art Institute. Not only was the rehearsal strictly confidential, but also well-known people from the community were invited to visit the school.

In addition to the bigwigs in the art world, there are also some celebrities who have interests with the art academy, and on the list is Huo Qifeng, a Jiangcheng pharmaceutical giant who outsourced the art academy hospital.

Huo Qifeng himself was not in good health these days, and in order to show his sincerity, his eldest son Huo Minglang attended on his behalf.

Originally, this was just a matter of changing people, and besides, the crown prince would ascend the throne sooner or later. Seeing that Huo Qifeng was about to die at the moment, it was a matter of time before he could confront Huo Minglang as soon as possible.

But to the surprise of the school, Huo Minglang's appearance in the school caused an uproar.

The news of the replacement of the Huo family's representatives spread far and wide. The girls who had already found out the news began to line up in the early morning to occupy a favorable terrain near the cordon drawn by the security guards, and squatted to guard the opportunity to get close to Huo Minglang.

At 11 p.m., it's the lights out time in the bedroom.

Ding Ai looked at the empty beds of Wu Yupeng and Li Yiyi opposite, and asked Li Duo, who was about to sleep, while cleaning up: "What about them?" ”

Li Duo pushed down his glasses and said calmly: "You don't know? ”

Ding Ai was inexplicable: "What do you know?" ”

Li Duo was silent, just stared at Ding Ai's expression for a long time, and then slowly spoke: "It seems that you really don't know." ”

Li Duo said: "I don't know about such a big thing, you really have no background?" ”

"Huh?"

What and what is this.

"But you can go to the school celebration performance...... Or is your background too hard to be too hard to care about this kind of thing? ”

Li Duo's voice was very small, as if he was muttering to himself.

Ding Ai couldn't cry or laugh: "Whether it's hard or soft, that's an established fact." What's wrong with acting, blowing my beard and glaring at me one by one. ”

Li Duo shook his head: "The key is not to participate in the performance, but to select according to the program after the performance." ”

"The winner of the first prize will receive the opportunity to present a piece of his work at the 2020 new product launch exhibition of the six blue-blood brands. For a school student, this is an unattainable opportunity, no, an opportunity that is less likely to happen than a miracle. ”

"Blue ...... What the? ”

Li Duo frowned: "I don't even know what a blue-blood brand is, are you really from the Academy of Arts?" ”

Ding Ai snorted, "It's not something I'm happy to go to art college, and it's not my family who is forced to push his head." If they hadn't thought I was going to have a college diploma, who would have come to college. ”

Ding Ai said this with her rich experience in fighting wits and courage with Qin Ge over the years, no matter the tone and demeanor, it was extremely infectious.

Sure enough, Li Duo was persuaded by Ding Ai's statement.

She retracted her gaze at Ding Ai, and said lightly: "Yu Peng and Yi went to line up one by one to block people, and they won't come back tonight." ”

Ding Ai didn't quite understand what it was to queue up to block people, but she was more concerned about: "Why don't you go with them?" ”

Li Duo took off his glasses, and Ding Ai noticed at this time that Li Duo's right eye did not have the slightest brilliance compared to his left eye, and the left eye went up, and there was a shallow scar on the part covered by bangs, which seemed to be very old.

Li Duo smiled disapprehantly, Ding Ai saw a moment of resentment and mockery on the face of this girl who has always been emotionally stable for the first time: "What if I go, even if I really get to the front, it won't be my turn." ”

“……”

The next day, the south gate of the Academy of Arts was overcrowded.

When the tall man in a neatly cut black handmade suit got out of the car, Ding Ai heard the deafening screams of the girls in the dormitory.

The school leaders never expected such an ending, with a bright smile on their faces and cold sweat on their foreheads. I'm afraid that these ignorant students will touch the crown prince's scales.

Huo Minglang always had a gentle smile on his face, and occasionally took the time to greet the unusually enthusiastic students.

For those who are accustomed to the stars holding the moon, this kind of scene is used to it.

And as a handsome man who is extremely attractive, this kind of hormone-filled restlessness will not bring him much discomfort.

Regardless of whether it is a man or a woman, anyone who is good-looking always understands the advantages of his appearance.

The school leader wiped his sweat and brought people into the auditorium. When they entered the auditorium and came to the seats, the school leaders hurriedly pointed to the young man who was seated on Huo Minglang's right hand but had already taken a seat one step ahead of him, and introduced: "This is Teacher He Yuhe, an internationally renowned printing and dyeing artist, who returned to China after holding a personal design exhibition in Milan. It just so happens that he is from Jiangcheng, and we are very honored to have him. ”

The school leader was about to introduce Huo Minglang to He Yu, but he heard a gorgeous baritone with a smile shouting: "Brother Huo, long time no see." ”

The school leaders were surprised, their eyes turned around Huo Minglang and He Yu, and said happily: "The two of you know? Listening to this title, it's not a shallow personal relationship! ”

He Yu stretched out his hand to Huo Minglang, "My Fa Xiao and Brother Huo are good friends. We've known each other for a long time. ”

Huo Minglang nodded at him, with a gentle smile on his face: "I've known each other for a long time, but I can't talk privately." ”

With that, he sat down.

He Yu's hand stretched out to shake was so awkwardly suspended in the air.

The cold sweat that the school leader had just gone down suddenly broke out again.

What the hell is this, what is this......

Just when he was so anxious that he was sweating, he heard He Yu laughing "poof" over there, and two harmless little tiger teeth from humans and animals were exposed: "Tsk, after so many years, Brother Huo is still so strict......"

"Don't worry, we've always been this way we get along. That's what I admire about him. ”

The school leader looked at He Yu and laughed, and he also laughed, but the afterglow fell on Huo Minglang's calm face, and his heart suddenly felt cold-

Finish.

They offended the crown prince now.

Due to the large number of celebrities, for the sake of insurance, the programs of this year's school celebration were arranged very conservatively, not only the guests sitting in the auditorium, but even the onlookers were drowsy.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was sluggish, and the school leaders who originally wanted to rely on the entertainment effect of the show to relax Huo Minglang's low pressure that had been maintained since the beginning wanted to cry without tears.

This program is a list, it's really self-inflicted......

In the sluggish atmosphere, the school leader suddenly saw Huo Minglang, who had not moved for a long time, take the program list and look at it, as if he was confirming something.

The eyes of the school leaders of the elite lit up, and they immediately thought of it.

Isn't it the show of who the crown prince is thinking about?

The next second he felt funny again.

Who is this crown prince, and where can he be an immortal that the students in their school can get.

Besides, even if someone really has their reach, there won't be the slightest noise in the school.

Moreover, the crown prince has zero scandals, his private life is very clean, and all kinds of social drinking parties are also left early every time he is ordered.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have made him rack his brains and not be able to think of the slightest way to further cultivate his feelings.

The school leader took out the handkerchief in the pocket of his suit and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and his heart was full of thoughts.

Just in time, the lights in the auditorium dimmed.

The spotlight that lit up again hit a corner of the stage.

There, a dark red figure stands with his back to the viewer, his hair combed upwards into a bun and pulled up by a wooden hairpin.

Look at the back standing upright, it should be a boy. But the slim waist curve that is not easy to grasp reveals the fact that the performer is a woman.

Suddenly, a drum sounded like thunder, and the man raised his arm to the right side at the same time, and under the dark red satin long sleeves, the white fingertips were actually holding a silver long sword.

The silver light flickered, and the figure's left foot lifted up sideways, and the dark red satin corner turned out the layers of tulle, and further in, the snow-white legs were long and straight, looming between the flying clothes.

The silver light flashed again, and only a drum beat was heard.

One move.

A meal.

The drums beat like thunder, the swords like lightning, and the long white legs looming under the spotlight are like fine snow.

The soft sword surface curled in the air, and as the drum beat became more and more intense, the girl spun rapidly, like a butterfly dancing under the spotlight.

The drums stopped, the whistle sounded, only to hear the girl's low voice, the silver sword in her hand stabbed forward shortly, and at the same time she hooked her wrist back, the sword softly drew an arc, and the blade of the sword slashed through her sideburns, bringing a gust of wind.

The dancer's face was revealed.

The eyebrows and eyes are like morning dew, and there is a hazy mist of smoke. The lips are light, the makeup is light, and the heroic posture of the party is not seen, and I feel sorry for the flow of the waves.

At the moment when the audience saw the dancers on the stage, the drums suddenly stopped.

She reversed her wrist to draw her sword and smiled at the audience.

……

There was a long silence in the audience.

The crowd did not recover for a long time.

But there was a man who, in the silence, gave a sparse but powerful applause.

Hearing only a few gasps, Huo Minglang actually stood up from the front desk,

As he stood up, one of his bodyguards, who had been following him all the way, suddenly handed him a bouquet of yellow sunflowers that had been conjured out of nowhere.

The man walked to the front of the stage with long legs, and his face was clearly still the usual gentle smile, but this time there was some warmth in the smile.

Ding Ai's snow-white cheeks were a little crimson because of the sword dance, and even his eyes seemed to be brighter than usual.

Huo Minglang, who was 1.9 meters tall, walked to the stage that was not tall, handed the flowers to Ding Ai, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I will send flowers when he sends cards." May you be born to the sun. ”

Ding Ai almost instantly understood who the "he" in Huo Minglang's mouth meant, the crimson color on his face darkened, and others looked more and more girlish.

"Take it." Huo Minglang said softly.

Ding Ai stretched out his hand, hesitated a little, but still took the bouquet of flowers.

There was a pale yellow card with crumbs of petals pressed into it.

The pen on the silver hook four words.

"Be careful"

She remembered when he had told her "Don't be careless" by the lake a few days ago, and she couldn't stop laughing.

This man wouldn't be able to make such a big move, just to teach her a lesson?

Huo Minglang noticed the change in her expression, and it didn't seem to be developing towards what he expected, and he was a little puzzled.

Ding Ai spoke before he was born: "Thank you for the flowers." She smiled at him, and it was a laugh that wanted to cry without tears.

Ding Ai bowed to the audience, and then quickly left.

Huo Minglang froze in place.

She seems to be ...... Misunderstood something.

The next day the campus forum blew up two things.

One of them is the performance video of the mysterious costume design girl who danced the sword at the school anniversary, which was refined to the top of the forum, and more than 50,000 replies were made overnight.

The post that followed was an explosive piece of news.

The police found Wu Yupeng's body on the lawn behind the Faculty of Architectural Design.