The same shirt is worn on a man, it will only look square and moderate, but when worn on a woman, especially a woman with a good figure, it is definitely a different flavor.

Ye Xiaofei looked at Ling Chamei, but it was extremely eye-catching, and she unconsciously cleaned up her messy mood, and asked with a smile: "Miss Mifen, what's wrong, do you miss me?" ”

"Phew!"

Ling Chamei was angry, pretending to be angry and said, "I miss you again, you don't pee and look in the mirror, it's really stinky and beautiful." ”

"Hee-hee, can't I stink and be beautiful?"

"Alright, don't be poor."

Ling Chamei used to often see Ye Xiaofei and them running to the lilac restaurant, where did she not understand what they meant?

Over time, I have become familiar with it, especially like Ling Chamei, who is studying hotel management, is quite extroverted, and the scale of watching jokes is not small.

Ling Chamei glanced at Ye Xiaofei, her two beautiful eyes looked Ye Xiaofei up and down, nodded her head incessantly, and muttered in her mouth: "Well, it's good, it's really good." Hey, this body, it should work. ”

Ye Xiaofei was made hairy by Ling Chamei's scalp, hugged her shoulders and shrank back: "You, what are you doing?" You don't want to insult me, do you? ”

"Insulting you? Cut, it's really self-inflicted. ”

Ling Chamei suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Ye Xiaofei's hand.

Ye Xiaofei was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to shrink back, but he felt a silky and delicate feeling coming from Ling Chamei's little hand, and he didn't feel his heart trembling, and he was complacent, thinking that when people wanted to insult him, he suddenly heard Ling Chamei say another sentence, and almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

I only heard Ling Chamei say: "Well, yes, these hands are quite rough, similar to those who dig coal." ”

"Digging, digging coal?"

Ye Xiaofei withdrew his hand, glared and asked, "What?" What did you say? Damn, Ling Chamei, what do you want to do? If you want to be rude, just say it. ”

"Hehe, Xiaofei, please do me a favor."

"Help? How can it help? ”

"Hehe, that's the case, our School of Management is going to organize a party next week to bid farewell to the senior brothers and sisters, and I and a few sisters in the dormitory have summed it up and are going to perform a drama."

"Words, dramas?"

Ye Xiaofei felt a little confused by the second monk: "Damn, the drama has something to do with me, and besides, that thing is too elegant, I don't watch it, I don't have any interest at all." ”

Ye Xiaofei waved his hand again and again, "It's okay, I'll go first, there are still classes in the afternoon." ”

"Hey, Ye Xiaofei, if you can do me a favor, I'll take care of you to eat rice noodles for a week."

Ye Xiaofei immediately stopped and looked at Ling Chamei suspiciously: "What do you mean?" Regardless of whether I eat rice noodles? Tube full? ”

Ling Chamei nodded emphatically: "Absolutely full!" ”

Seeing this, Ye Xiaofei couldn't help but wonder: "Is there really such a good thing?" You're not going to play me, are you? ”

Ling Chamei shook her head vigorously and said, "Of course not, just let you help us play a role." ”

"What's the role?"

"Beggars."

"I'll go!"

When Ye Xiaofei heard this, his heart was really fine, but he remembered that there was a week of rice noodles to eat, and he couldn't help swallowing: "Then, tell me, what's going on?" I, let me declare first, if it doesn't work, I'll quit at any time. ”

"No problem!"

Ling Chamei snapped her fingers, grabbed Ye Xiaofei's hand, and walked towards the school.

"Come with me, I originally wanted to go back to the restaurant first, but since I met you here, I just happened to follow me to rehearse and arrange."

Ye Xiaofei was dragged by Ling Chamei and came to a small pavilion in the northwest corner of the school.

This small pavilion is not only used by couples to fall in love, but also by people who rehearse and study here.

By the time Ye Xiao arrived, the small pavilion had been occupied by several beauties.

Some of those beauties were wearing police costumes during the Republic of China, some were wearing long shirts and coats, and there was a female student uniform of the Republic of China with short hair and blue clothes and black skirts.

As soon as these beauties saw Ling Chamei pulling Ye Xiaofei over, they immediately chirped: "Wow, Sister Cha, did you really get a substitute for the dead ghost?" ”

"Haha, it's good now, it's just a beggar, no one plays it."

"Hurry up, there's a piece of clothing here."

Regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, the beautiful woman in a long robe took out a piece of clothing from a backpack on the ground of the gazebo and threw it into Ye Xiaofei.

Ye Xiaofei looked at a few beauties, and was a little at a loss for a while, "Hey, what do you mean?" I—I haven't decided whether to act or not. ”

"Hehe, of course it's going to be performed, this is a great opportunity to make our tea girl class flowers."

The beautiful woman in the long shirt blinked her eyes and laughed.

After a long time, Ye Xiaofei realized that the time point of the drama they performed was the Republic of China, about a female student who fell in love with a beggar, but he didn't expect that the beggar was arrested to dig coal and never came back.

The female student Sijun was so heartfelt, she committed suicide and turned into a ghost.

After Ye Xiaofei listened to the synopsis of the story they told, his intestines turned blue with regret.

What kind of bloody plot is this, and it turns into a ghost, cut, do you know what a ghost is?

Let Lao Tzu be a beggar, I'll go.

Ye Xiaofei pursed his lips again and again, thinking about how to refuse, but suddenly smelled a strong rancid smell.

"Holy, what's so smelly?"

Ye Xiaofei slapped his nose vigorously, and suddenly frowned, and his eyes fell on the girl in the student uniform.

How is this girl a little like the female ghost I saw at the bar last night?

Holy, won't you?

Ye Xiaofei was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at it carefully.

That girl looked relatively quiet, not as popular as Ling Chamei and the girl in the long shirt.

"Ahem, this beauty, what's your name?"

Ye Xiaofei stared at the girl in the student uniform and asked deliberately.

"Yo, our Jinfang is a big beauty, what's the matter, you are still interested in our Jinfang?"

The girl in the long shirt giggled, and made a joke about Ye Xiaofei like a familiar one.

Ye Xiaofei tilted his head and glanced at the girl in the long shirt: "Jinfang? That's a nice name. ”

"Hehe, of course it's good, Mu Jinfang, but everyone is beautiful, and they are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

The girl in the long shirt was not idle in her mouth, and when she saw Ye Xiaofei, she chattered endlessly, and there was no room for others to intervene.

However, Mu Jinfang, who was dressed as a schoolgirl, did not say anything during the whole process, only occasionally peeking at Ye Xiaofei, lowering her head, looking completely shy.

At this moment, the girl in the police uniform rolled her eyelids and fell to the ground with a thud.

The girl in the long shirt was about to drag Ye Xiaofei and let him change into a beggar suit, when she heard the sound of falling, she suddenly looked back and was taken aback: "Momo, you, what's wrong with you?" ”

Ling Chamei also stepped forward in a hurry, and as soon as she helped Mo Mo, her face immediately changed greatly, and she said in a trembling voice: "Quick, send Mo Mo to the hospital, she, her hands are so cold." ”

Ye Xiaofei looked down and immediately gasped.

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