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As New Year's Eve is approaching, Ji Xinyue is even busier. Apart from the fact that "Qingnan" is about to wrap up and the scenes are under pressure, she also has to find time to rehearse the program for the New Year's Eve concert.

Xiaobao is already on vacation, and every time Jing Zexuan is asked to bring him to visit the crew, he can't talk to her. Although Xiaobao misses Ji Xinyue, he stays at home obediently and doesn't bother her.

On New Year's Eve, thousands of houses are lit up, and at ten o'clock in the evening, the New Year's Eve concert officially kicks off.

Ji Xinyue was in the backstage. After finishing her makeup, she recalled her position on the stage over and over again to make sure that she didn't make any mistakes when she came on stage.

Almost on stage.

She stood alone in the corridor, wearing a dark blue tube top suspender dress with layers of gauze waves on the hem, decorated with fine sequins, shining like a galaxy.

The skin is fairer than snow, and the appearance is as beautiful as a flower. There is a touch of nobility in every gesture, but without showing arrogance.

She moved her footsteps slightly, practicing her position. Suddenly, there was a stabbing sound from behind, and Ji Xinyue was shocked.

Hu Ting wore a light pink short dress, dressed delicately like a doll, blinked her innocent eyes, and said in surprise: "Ah, sister Yinan, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it! I was too nervous and didn't see you .”

Ji Xinyue's expression changed slightly as she saw the large piece of fabric that had been trampled off her skirt. There was a heat wave in front of the stage, and she was about to go on stage, but something went wrong with her clothes.

In the long corridor, unless you are blind, you can't see her.

She was furious, worried about going on stage, but silently glanced at Hu Ting, and returned to the dressing room with the broken skirt.

When the dressmaker saw that her hard work was ruined, she couldn't help being even more angry. There was no suitable clothes for Ji Xinyue behind her. She rolled her eyes and reluctantly took out her needle and thread to repair it.

Ji Xinyue looked at the dresser apologetically, and the staff came to remind her. She was cruel, and after saying sorry to the dresser in a hurry, she took out paper clips from the side, and stuck more than ten paper clips into the skirt, so that she could barely rot. The dropped places are connected together.

Seeing that Ji Xinyue was about to go on stage, the costume designer didn't have time to call her, so he could only secretly pray that the piece of cloth wouldn't fall off during the performance.

Ji Xinyue's voice is actually very good, but no one knows about it.

It was only by chance that An Ran discovered that she sang well. As soon as she saw that there was a New Year's Eve concert, she immediately accepted the invitation and rushed her to come.

When she came out with the first sentence, the audience was silent, and she didn't sing with a skillful singing style like the Queen of Heaven. It was slightly ethereal in its greenness, but it seemed to have more charm.

Xiaobao's eyes widened, and he looked at the performers on the stage happily, holding Jing Zexuan's hand tightly with one hand, a little excited: "Mom! Mom!"

No one could hear the child's voice compared to the sound in the arena, Jing Zexuan patted his head for fear.

The lights of the dance beauty flickered on and off, Ji Xinyue counted the time in her heart, a thin trace of sweat leaked from her forehead.

No one knew that the hem of the skirt was already crumbling. When the light was dimmed, she put her hand behind her waist and took off the paper clip. There was not much time. When she was in a hurry, she poked her fingertips, and her fingers shrank slightly. His complexion did not change.

Finally, at the climax of the song, the moment the light came on, she endured the pain in her fingertips, exerted all her strength, and waved the hand that pulled the skirt, the long skirt that dragged the floor turned into a short skirt, and even the tulle And tearing it off, she threw it away with pride, and the spotlight focused on her, making people tremble.

She is very thin, but she has a little bit of what she should have, and her beautiful figure is exposed to everyone's eyes.The dark blue skirt doesn't look old-fashioned, on the contrary, it adds a mature charm to her. Compared with the fairy air that was worn in the long skirt just now, the short skirt now looks more enchanting.

Wealthy flower in the world.

Jing Zexuan looked at the people on the stage motionless, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes were a bit complicated, it seemed to be angry, but it was pitiful.

Ji Xinyue didn't follow the script, but it was a perfect performance anyway. Although the chief director had some criticisms, seeing that the response was good, she didn't care about it.

Ji Xinyue returned to the dressing room, and apologized sincerely to the costumer, but she didn't want her to attract fans by her performance.

After Ji Xinyue took a photo with her, the costumer asked her to change the clothes and mend them, so that she could wear them for the final group photo, and she followed suit.

Hu Ting hasn't played yet.

Ji Xinyue pulled a piece of toilet paper and squeezed it in her hand, then turned to find her.

When Hu Ting saw her coming so glamorous, she was a little jealous, but she quickly covered it up.

She stood up and looked at Ji Xinyue arrogantly: "Sister Yinan, you're quite smart."

Ji Xinyue sneered, and approached her: "Hu Ting, Ji Xinyue's death, do you think it's over? Let me tell you, you only went in for two days, which is not enough, even if you are convicted for no crime, it is not enough. !"

Obviously, Ji Xinyue's death has now become Hu Ting's nightmare. She took a few steps back, gritted her teeth, and wanted to hit Ji Xinyue.

Someone screamed, but it was not Ji Xinyue, but Hu Ting.

She watched her hand being severely broken, begging for mercy, very pitiful, Jing Zexuan waved her hand away with some disgust, and Xiaobao pushed her back hard, Hu Ting Wearing high heels, one of them lost his footing and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"roll."

Hu Ting didn't dare to provoke Jing Zexuan, and left in embarrassment.

Looking at her, Jing Zexuan seemed even more beautiful.

"Are you OK?"

"It's okay." She put the paper she had been holding onto the table beside her, picked up Xiaobao from the ground, and rubbed Xiaobao's forehead affectionately.

Before doing anything, Xiaobao was hugged and opened to the ground by someone. She looked at the person angrily, but saw that the other person was holding a crumpled paper ball with some glaring red on it.

Picking up her hand, Jing Zexuan saw the pinprick-sized holes on his fingertips, still dripping with blood. He looked at Ji Xinyue violently, but the latter turned his eyes away.

Xiaobao felt sorry for his mother's injury, but ran outside to find a Band-Aid with great insight.

Rudely pulling her to a chair and sitting down, Jing Zexuan pulled the paper from one side, and gently wiped off the blood on her hands, but Ji Xinyue felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to withdraw her hand.

"I... I'm fine, there's no need to do this."

She was not used to such sudden warmth.

Jing Zexuan didn't reply to her, but gave her a hard look, without saying a word, took the band-aid that Xiaobao handed over, and was satisfied after sticking it.

The rough palm squeezed her hand, as if feeling that her hand was too cold, Jing Zexuan held her hand and rubbed it.

"Stupid girl."

With a scolding tone, Ji Xinyue felt warmth in her heart, and even her body became warm.

Jing Zexuan was still rubbing her hands, Xiaobao was winking at her, Ji Xinyue's cheeks were slightly red, but she didn't take her hand out.

She suddenly missed this kind of warmth, just a little bit.