Lin Xiyue has always said that wind is rain, and after returning home that night, he drew the design draft very seriously. Thanks to the art she has studied for a while, she has some painting skills, and the design drafts she drew are quite like that.

Then, using the "special materials" she had collected, she began to make clothes.

These "special materials" are her trump card, and she has the confidence to look at the whole class and even the whole school, and no one else can think of it except her.

Although Xu Jiayan's provocative attitude was very annoying, she felt that she had to thank her, this was the first time she was so serious and hard working for something.

Su Yifeng sat on the side and looked at her quietly, his eyes fell on her drooping eyelashes, and the corners of his mouth raised a shallow arc

Until late at night, Lin Xiyue yawned while continuing to fiddle with the materials, and her eyelids kept falling.

The moment her face fell to the table, Su Yifeng reached out and caught her cheek, and then carefully withdrew his hand.

……

When she woke up the next day, Lin Xiyue found herself lying on a small pink bed in the bedroom, and there was a large pile of clothes on the desk that she had made overnight.

She jumped out of bed, full of a sense of accomplishment and admiration of the past, and suddenly as if she was remembering something, she patted her head and said to herself: "Did I make so many clothes last night?" ”

She remembered that she had only made three or four at most, and she had no impression of the latter ones.

Then, she patted her head again: "Well, I must have done it half-asleep, Emma, I'm really amazing." ”

On the way to school, Su Yifeng kept yawning, looking sleepy-eyed.

Lin Xiyue glared at him: "Were you busy saving the entire galaxy last night?" Look at my sister, I made clothes last night and did an all-nighter, and I was still doing it even when I was dreaming. I'm not sleepy, you're embarrassed to be sleepy. ”

Su Yifeng: "......"

The baby is bitter, and the baby doesn't say!

……

Soon it was the day of the selection, and the first to play was Wang Yuyan's group.

She follows the usual fairy route, and the design theme is the Seven Fairies.

I saw seven young girls, wearing pink gauze skirts of seven colors, each holding a fan in their hands, dancing to the melodious music, like a group of fairies descending to the mortal world.

After the performance, the students in the class applauded enthusiastically.

The moment she returned to her seat and sat down, Xu Jiayan looked like she was determined to win: "I think we need to order some more backgrounds and props, just a few hundred yuan, and then the shift fee will be reimbursed, and the day of the official performance will be more perfect." ”

Lin Xiyue on the side couldn't listen to it anymore, and couldn't help but say, "Is it too early to think about this now?" Let's talk about it when your group is selected. ”

"Oh, that's funny!" Xu Jiayan glanced at her, "Can't we choose, and it's your turn to choose?" ”

"What if our group is selected?" Lin Xiyue straightened her waist and made herself look more confident, "Then how about you run errands for us and be responsible for logistics?" ”

"Okay, who's afraid of whom! If our group is selected, you run our errands! Xu Jiayan scoffed.

She couldn't wait to see the picture of Lin Xiyue, a little, being sucked around and trampled under her feet.

Wang Yuyan maintained her usual cold smile, and a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes.

It's really ridiculous, how could she, who has always been high, lose to someone like Lin Xiyue? She can't even compare to a single hair of her own, and she doesn't even deserve to lift her shoes!

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