As soon as Twilight came out of the locker room, she heard a complimentary exclamation outside, and when she heard it, her gaze froze, and she shook as if she had been nailed to her feet.

Ling Junxuan's forehead in the center of his sight was adorned with a silver-blue snow lotus, his makeup was light and vulgar, his eyebrows were like distant mountains, his eyes were like deep sea, his tall nose bridge was lined with slightly pursed thin lips, and he was as cold as a dragon king jumping out of the bottom of the sea.

His upper body was exposed, and his eight-pack body looked strong and powerful, and his muscles were exceptionally smooth. Down was a lean waist, and the floor-length blue fishtail reflected a shimmering light, and because the fishtail that wrapped around his legs was too tight, it highlighted his hips.

Generally, boys do this kind of dress, most of which will make people feel feminine and feminine, but Ling Junxuan will not give people such a feeling at all, the heroism and strong body of the teenager make this dress more bewildering, masculine and demonic are mixed with the taste of hormones, handsome as a fairy.

Ling Junxuan didn't seem to be used to everyone's amazing gaze, and frowned a little uncomfortably, his long and thin eyelashes were dyed a little frosty, and he trembled slightly as if snow was falling lightly.

He ignored the compliments of the others and subconsciously began to look for Cloudtwilight.

When his eyes turned, his gaze quickly met Yun Dui's gaze, and the moment he looked at each other, he seemed to suddenly let go of his heart, and the upward arc of his lips made a touching smile on his face.

In front of this overwhelming smile, Twilight only felt that her breathing was about to stop, and she seemed to hear the gentle sound of water melting in her ears.

The dragon dynasty with snow between her eyebrows stretched out her hand, and her voice was hoarse like a jade falling to the ground: "Cloud Twilight, my witch." ”

Ling Junxuan's actions were too sultry, and the surrounding classmates of the second and seventh classes of high school were all screaming, eager to pull the hand of the black-robed witch Yun Du and put it into Ling Junxuan's palm.

Twilight was hidden under a wide black robe, revealing only a small face the size of a palm, and she held a witch mask that symbolized ugliness, and at this moment she gently raised her hand to cover half of her face with the mask.

Then, on her half-ugly and half-charming face, the smile on her curved lips had a bit of a ruffian aura, obviously looking weak, but when she opened her mouth, she showed a crushing aura: "Ling Junxuan, my little mermaid." ”

Gu Pan was wearing a gorgeous pink princess dress, Chu Chu was touching and extremely pure, she stood aside and sighed, as if saying the voice of the whole class: "You guys are so compatible, hurry up and be together." ”

The other classmates quickly responded and said that it was intolerable that the two were not together.

The logistics committee member stood up to maintain the situation at this time, he coughed twice, clapped his hands vigorously, and appealed to everyone to calm down: "Although we were the last one to come to the stage, Yundui has not yet put on makeup, and it will take more than an hour to put on makeup." And we also have to check the clothes and props, re-memorize the lines, and preferably rehearse them again in the break room, which is very tight. Don't scream, just listen to the audience screaming for us when we go on stage. ”

The other students' eyes looked back and forth at Yun Dui and Ling Junxuan, and the blinking starry eyes slowly calmed down, that's right, it's not time to scream, they have to work hard to get the first place in the stage play!

Yunhua High School is a private aristocratic high school, and the tuition fee for a year is hundreds of thousands, so it is an elite education, with only eight classes in each grade.

There are a total of 16 classes in the first and second years of high school, and the average time for a class is 20 minutes, and it only takes five hours to take the turn of the seventh class of the second year of high school.

They are only now preparing for the final performance, but they don't have a lot of time.

Yun Du was pulled away by several girls and pressed to the dressing table at this time, Ling Junxuan's eyes followed her figure and looked over, as if there was a deep sea bottom in his eyes that he couldn't see clearly.