36 Strategies for Raiding the Villains

Chapter 40
"Boss is here!"

Following An Qinghe's exclamation, several people subconsciously cast their gazes on the man on the stage.

"What a nice view."

In the crowd, someone murmured and stared blankly at the person on the stage.

On the stage, Su Ci was dressed in a white ancient costume, with black gold thread embroidered on the cuffs, and her long hair was coiled up high on her back, like a frontier soldier defending his home and country.

The exquisite makeup on her face was the result of her hard work these days. Although it took a lot of effort, her efforts were not in vain.

But a girl sitting at the back clenched her fist tightly and gritted her teeth, "Well, Su Ci, you can escape like this!" The tone was full of unwillingness, and the eyes of the people in the stands It is also like sparks bursting out.

……

Accompanied by the rhythm of the music, An Qinghe kept his eyes on the people on the stage, as if he was a little puzzled, "Why does the boss wear white clothes?"

He thought he was wearing bright red.

The banquet hall was very quiet at this time. Several people heard his question and were also curious. Yes, why are you wearing white?
But they don't know, and they can't explain it.

Qiu Qiu, who was not too far away from him, heard it, smiled, looked in his direction, and told him in a low voice, "The theme of Cici is snow, and the color of snow is white. This is one point; the protagonist in the story Pure white and innocent, she treats feelings from the beginning to the end, this is the second; when the protagonist died, it snowed from the sky, it seems to be mourning for her, this is the third."

The reason why she spoke in a low voice was because she was worried that it would affect the people around her. After all, everyone was watching the performance quietly, and your sudden voice would be annoying.

An Qinghe understood, blushed and whispered thanks, "Thank you."

"Hehe," Qiu Qiu felt that his appearance was funny, so he couldn't help laughing, "You're welcome."

She raised her eyebrows, her face full of sunshine.

Looking at her smiling face, An Qinghe seemed to be infected, his mouth couldn't help but raised an arc, and his heart was wrapped in the slightest bit of sweetness.

The atmosphere between the two was very harmonious, and the only thing that was not harmonious was probably the dark-faced Chu Yiheng behind him.

He looked at the smile on An Qinghe's face, and the more he looked at it, the more he disliked it. He felt uncomfortable with this face, especially when he saw Qiu Qiu smiling at him, the dissatisfaction in his heart became even greater.

"Why are you laughing! Laugh again and I will beat you to death!" He said viciously, his tone full of threats.

"Chu Yiheng, what do you want to do!" At this time, the sound of the music had gradually reached a climax, and the music was high-pitched, covering their voices casually.After Qiu Qiu finished speaking, there was obvious anger on his face.

But it was the anger on her face that made Chu Yiheng's unhappiness reach the extreme, and he clenched his fist tightly, as if he was about to punch him out in the next moment.

He tilted his head, wanting to have an attack, but he suppressed it, "No." After stifling these two words, he felt aggrieved.

He swore that if he didn't let this man with a face full of flowers pay the price, then he wouldn't be Chu Yiheng!

That's right, he has already compared An Qinghe's smiling face like a flower to a flower, or that kind of overlord flower that stinks all over his body!
But he is enduring it now, even if he can't help it, he must endure it!He always reminded himself that this was in front of Qiu Qiu, he couldn't get angry, he couldn't show anger, and he couldn't...make her hate him even more.

Perhaps these words played a role, his temper gradually calmed down, his clenched hands were loosened, and his whole body was like a frost-beaten eggplant, unable to cheer up, "I don't want to do anything, don't you angry."

His eyes were downcast, and he looked a little pitiful.

Qiu Qiu looked at him, as if he couldn't bear it, but he gritted his teeth and turned his head cruelly, not looking at him anymore.

The two sat one behind the other, as long as he leaned forward a little, his head would be very close to her shoulders, but he didn't do this, and he didn't dare to do so.

Although he is muddled and loves to play, he is really patient with her, and he gave Qiu Qiu the only kindness this world has towards him.

With a cautious mind, he wanted to try his best to get close to her. Although he had traveled across the sea, he only wanted to dock for her alone.

He stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, his eyes were a little blurred, in a trance, he only felt that the person was so far away from him, as far as a world away.

If he takes one step forward, the man will take ten steps back.So he didn't dare to rush, and he couldn't rush.

Isn't there a saying that is good: as long as the ending of the story is good, you don't need to care about the hardships and hatreds in the process.

Qiu Qiu sat in front of him, sighed helplessly, then turned around and said to him, "I don't blame you," paused, and added the words "meaning".

She originally wanted to pretend that she couldn't see his loss, but she still couldn't bear it.

She laughed at herself, feeling that she was really rotten.

But her light words caused quite a stir in Chu Yiheng's heart, and it seemed that there was a hammer in his heart, hitting his heart neither lightly nor hard.

He didn't speak, but there was a foreign and happy smile on his face, and that silly smile seemed to say:

You see, I am so coaxed.

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"The heavy snow is like the wind and the desert, the wind blows gently, the sound of raindrops ticking, like the desert of time... the battle for the king!..." After the gentle music passed, the music behind Then it became higher, like the high pitch of a suona, and also like the sound of Peking Opera.

Su Ci's movements also changed after the music changed. If she started with a sad story at the beginning, now she is definitely an existence that blew up the audience.

Since the music was substituted, she was Sai Moxue, that wonderful General Ding'an!
As the orgasm faded, her movements also became gentler. She neutralized the strength and softness very well.

As the dance drew to a close, Su Ci's back was already wet.Such a difficult movement not only tests her mental strength, but also consumes her physical strength.This is one of the reasons why she doesn't want to choose dances by herself.

You know, if she and Li Yanze team up, wouldn't the championship be within reach?
But she was right about everything, except that she was not sure that Li Yanze would reject her from the beginning.

This is really... embarrassing, no, it was a mistake, a mistake, a big mistake.

The last movement is the picture of Sai Moxue falling in the snow. After dancing the last movement, the dance is really over.

Su Ci originally turned her back to the audience, but at the last movement, her hand was suddenly raised and circled behind her head, her wide sleeves blocked the view of the crowd, and when she took her hand down very quickly, her head turned at the same time In the past, she hid the tied headband in her sleeves. Without the tie, her hair fell apart.

When she turned her head, a gust of wind brought by the dancing movements raised her hair in front of her, and the heart of those who saw this scene was hit hard for no reason!

What kind of glamorous person is this, this is Bai Meisheng who looks back and smiles!
Oh my god, is this little fairy from our school!I'm so lucky, I actually belong to the same school as my goddess!
Mom, I actually saw a fairy.

……

The people in the audience drooled enviously, looking at Su Ci with earnest eyes, if it wasn't because it was time for the show, or if the scene was not right, they would definitely run up to offer their respect to the goddess Knees down.

There was another person who was hit in the heart like them.

A man sitting in the back with his head bowed and smiling.Looking at Su Ci's eyes, there was a trace of tenderness that was not easy to wipe.

(End of this chapter)