Yung didn't know the order of their game, but according to the start time, it was already halfway through the game.

He didn't know if Shi Miao had brought the students on stage.

"Rong Dong." The person next to him quickly approached and said, "Where is your wife?"

Yung wants to know, too.

But he didn't call Shi Miao in front of anyone else - if she didn't answer, she would have to explain to someone.

"Is there a competition schedule?" Rong can only ask him.

"Yes, yes." He immediately replied, "Here, so Rong Dong, is your wife here to participate in the competition?"

Rong hummed and added, "She's a teacher."

"I see, do you need me to take you backstage to find her?"

"No, I don't."

Rong Ji's words were spoken, and his eyes had already swept the list of appearances of the above competition. Chinese Net

- Shi Miao's orchestra is in the penultimate number.

After confirming that they hadn't played yet, Rong Ji was immediately relieved and put the list back in his hand.

Then, he took out his mobile phone and took a random photo and sent it to Shi Miao, "I'm at the scene, where is the child?"

She didn't reply.

I don't know if I don't have time, or if I don't want to reply.

Rong didn't care, just sent one post after another, "Why didn't you call me with you when you left in the morning?"

"I'm glad I remember the address, so I'll be sitting in the front row now."

"Are you in the background? Can you see the audience?"

"Do you need me to take some pictures of your orchestra?"

Except for Shi Miao, Rong rarely uses his mobile phone to chat, so the keyboard typing is not fast at first.

But there was obviously no difficulty in this skill, so his speed quickly became faster, and after sending more than a dozen messages in a row, Shi Miao's phone call came directly.

Seeing her name, Rong Ji immediately smiled.

While the corners of his mouth were raised, he even laughed uncontrollably, and the person next to him immediately looked over.

Rong didn't care, just picked up the phone.

"San'er, where are you?"

"You're idle?" Shi Miao's voice didn't sound very happy, "Didn't you say you shouldn't come?"

"On weekends, I'm fine when I'm home alone."

- How could it be okay.

There was hardly a break from his work, but he thought about it more than those things.

Shi Miao paused there for a moment and said, "Yan Yan and Xi Xi are in the third row on the left, Area C."

Rong glanced at the surrounding environment, and finally saw Rong Yan and Xiao Rong Xi in the crowd.

They were looking at the stage with serious faces, and they didn't notice it.

"See." Rong said.

"You're here, so go and accompany them." Shi Miao said.

"There seems to be no place over there, and Rong Yan is so old that he can take care of his sister." Rong Ji said directly, "I'll go backstage to find you, right?" You come out and pick me up."

After saying that, Rong Ji had already gotten up and walked directly to the backstage.

The person next to him originally wanted to follow, but Rong Ji only turned his head to look at him, and the person's movements suddenly stopped in place.

Rong Ji Ji went forward.

Shi Miao originally wanted him not to come.

But it is clear that Rong will not listen to her persuasion.

And in order to avoid him breaking directly into the background - according to Shi Miao's knowledge of him, this is indeed something he can do.

So, she could only listen to what he said and come out to pick him up.

Rong Ji just hung up the phone and saw her.

Shi Miao wore a white sweater today, with irregular tassels under the black half-length skirt and Martin boots of the same color.

She also wore makeup.

The orange lipstick is a watery type, light

It looks even more inviting in the light.

Rong Ji's gaze was fixed on her lips for a moment before he asked her, "You're not cold?"

"How can it be cold indoors?" Shi Miao frowned, "But didn't I tell you not to come?"

"Can't I come?"

Rong asked directly.

Shi Miao couldn't answer for a moment, and after a pause, he said, "Then you go to accompany the child, what are you doing here?"

"You don't ask me to come with you, there's no place for them." Rong Ji said, "And Rong Yan will be fine with Xixi."

Only then did Shi Miao think of this question, "By the way, how did you get in?"

Rong raised his eyebrows, "What do you say?"

Shi Miao suddenly understood, but said, "I'll go home directly when I'm done, and I won't accompany you to any dinner."

For this set of rules and processes, Shi Miao is obviously very familiar.

Rong Ji listened to her words, couldn't help but smile, and then said, "Don't worry, I won't go either."

"I'm going to put on makeup for the students here, so go back."

Shi Miao obviously didn't mean to take him in, so he began to push him away after saying a few casual words.

Rong Ji stood still, his eyes glancing at her exposed calves, "When did you buy this dress?"

Shi Miao didn't know why he suddenly asked this, but he still replied, "I've been buying it for a long time."

"It's pretty good." Rong said.

Shi Miao was helpless, "What the hell do you want to say?"

"Will you wait a moment to go on stage?"

"No."

"Are you going to wait for everyone to finish?"

"Yes."

"The result will be announced later?"

"That's right."

"And will you sleep with me at night?"

Shi Miao answered so many questions in a row, and his cold sentence made her stop her voice for a moment, and then raised her eyes to stare at him.

Rong Ji just stood there patiently waiting for her answer.

"Go home and say."

Shi Miao replied casually and was about to go backstage, but Rong Ji quickly grabbed her arm, "You say it's hard now?"

"I really have to be busy......

"I'll let you go if you say so."

Shi Miao was very angry, "If you are like this, I will sleep with Xixi in the future."

Her words made Rong Ji pause, and then said, "Yu San'er, you threaten me?"

Shi Miao was about to answer, but someone behind her was already calling her.

She could only look at Rong Ji, "You let go."

"You're going to bully me." Rong Ji said to himself.

"Alright, alright, I'll go back in the evening."

Shi Miao could only say.

Hearing this, Rong Ji immediately laughed, and his hand finally let go.

Shi Miao glared at him, then turned around and left.

Rong Ji stood in place, looking at the swaying corners of her skirt.

- It's so pretty.

He took out his phone and took a photo, and then sent it to her.

She really didn't have time to reply this time.

Rong didn't mind, and just took his phone back to his seat.

The previous group played just at the end.

In the gap between the performances of these two groups, he also received a reply from Shi Miao.

"It's not pretty! Deleted!"

Rong raised his eyebrows and clicked on the photo again.

It's obviously very good-looking.

But he didn't argue with Shi Miao, but silently put the photo into his cloud favorite, and replied to her, "Okay, delete it."