Xian Xian called Chi Mian several times, but he didn't answer.

Tomorrow is the day of her dance competition, and as a contestant, everyone can invite someone to come and watch the competition.

She wanted to invite Chi Mian.

It's just that he doesn't answer the phone, what does it mean?

In the evening, Xianxian had eaten, and on the last night before the game, she relaxed and lay on the bed, thought for a moment, and called Chi Mian again.

The phone beeped for a long time.

This time, he took it.

It's just that as soon as the phone called, neither of the two took the initiative to speak.

It seems that whoever takes the initiative loses.

Silence invades the space around them.

"Hello?" Finally, Chi Mian spoke.

They met in Pingshui, and he originally wanted to completely cut off contact with her, but seeing her persevering and making a lot of calls, he couldn't help but answer.

Because he hasn't forgotten that the other party has a sick ex-boyfriend.

"Pool team." The girl's voice was like a warm summer wind, and Chi Mian lay on the bed at home, motioning for Xianxian to continue.

"Tomorrow is my dance competition, and I sincerely invite you to come to our university auditorium to watch the competition."

The light of the chandelier fell into pieces in Chi Mian's dark phoenix eyes, and his voice was unwavering: "It's just this thing? ”

Or else?

Xian Xian keenly sensed that something was wrong with the other party's emotions, and asked softly, "Did something happen?" ”

Listening to the other party's cold movements, she always felt that the relationship with the other party seemed to return to the pre-liberation period overnight.

The problem is, Hongu has been very well-behaved these two days! Didn't do anything to him!

Chi Mian sighed and said lightly, "I have a job tomorrow." ”

"Is that so?" Xianxian said regretfully.

The two said a few more unnutritious greetings and hung up the phone.

Xian Xian held his chin and thought for a while, but always felt that he was a little wrong, and decided to go to Chi Mian after the game.

The night passed.

The next day, all the participating students gathered in the backstage of the auditorium to draw their performance numbers one by one.

In the dance studio, cabinets for ballet costumes are carried backstage in the auditorium.

Xianxian drew a decent number, 16. She was about to put the number sticker on the waist of her dress, but as soon as she walked to the cabinet door, her eyes quickly cooled.

The locks on the cabinet where she kept her clothes were opened.

The front desk of the auditorium was already filled with melodious music.

All the contestants in the backstage have changed into dance costumes and are making the next preparations.

Only Xianxian stood in front of the cabinet door, raising his hand to open the cabinet with a broken lock.

The gaze fell on the cupboard.

The teacher saw the girl standing in front of the cabinet door for a long time, and walked over and called out suspiciously: "Xianxian? ”

The next moment, the teacher looked at the cabinet door with her gaze, and his face suddenly changed: "Who got this?!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the other girls were attracted.

I saw that in the cabinet, the snow-white ballet dress was full of large ink traces, and the skirt was dyed black.

And above the dance suit, there is an A4 piece of paper, outlined with a red pen without digital traces!

Gradually hideous handwriting, all over the paper!

A girl shuddered, took a step back and said fearfully: "I'm afraid this is a perverted admirer, right?" But this cabinet has been kept in the locker room of our classroom, and only girls can enter. This font is obviously male, could it be that someone sneaked into the dressing room while we were away? ”

The dressing room is a place for girls to put their dance clothes and personal belongings, and most of the girls shudder at the thought of something strange someone sneaking in and doing.

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