After realizing that I am beautiful [Rebirth]

Before Qilin could take back his hand, Chun Meiling simply welded it to her mountain body. She said, "It's like this anyway, so I'll help you too." Chun Meiling smashed the can, Leaning directly against Qi Lin to pretend to be dizzy.

Zang Nandu didn't come in, only left half of his body, and said to Qilin, "The location is changed to the school gate."

Qi Lin said hello blankly.

Then he watched Zang Nandu's side retreat and close the door gently.

"Did he not feel it?" Chun Meiling scratched her head, always feeling that Zang Nandu was acting too calmly, and then thought, now Qi Lin might just be an unrequited love, similar to her situation.

"Let's go," Qi Lin turned his head and walked towards the venue, Chun Meiling followed from behind, leaned over and smiled, "Why, your brother didn't respond."

Qilin touched his neck, pursed his lips and smiled, and said,

"Didn't your Xu Shenfei leave too?"

The two walked towards the venue with their mouths together.

This is the last time before the school program starts.

In the end, the basic flow and time control of the show should be finalized in this rehearsal.

For this reason, every year the school spends money to invite professional teachers outside to give guidance. Qilin's program is ranked at the bottom of the list, and the time to watch it is estimated to be quite late.

"I'm a little nervous." Ji Hanshu next to him began to move closer to him, and gently pinched his fingers on the corner of Qilin's clothes. "There is a sentence in the middle, I still can't handle it well, and I can't get higher."

With an earphone still plugged into one ear, Qi Lin tapped his heel, ready to line up to go on stage, but nodded perfunctorily to Ji Hanshu, "Take a few more breaths, we're here."

There is only one light beam in the middle of the stage, and the order of the two on stage is female first, then male, and the order of singing is also the same.

Ji Hanshu's figure is eye-catching, and the boys were blown up as soon as she came on stage. She started to sing, and the missing beat was a bit serious. Fortunately, she can quickly adjust. The rehearsal effect is not as good as the usual training, and it is more suitable for the real stage effect. , so the requirements for actors are relatively high, but Ji Hanshu is obviously nervous, and his voice is tight and trembling.

If Ji Hanshu barely passed the usual training, then his current level has completely dropped below the average.

The staging is poor.

The teacher beside him began to frown, obviously doubting the reservability of this program.

Waiting for the first few shots to pass, you can clearly hear Ji Hanshu exchanging breaths.

Then there is Qilin.

Because of Xu Shenfei's incident, Qilin was unprepared for the disturbance, and he still wore the blue school uniform, the only difference was that the neckline was a little bigger than before.

He picked up Ji Hanshu and walked slowly from the backstage.

The spotlight followed him.

This "Qing Song" was sung by Liang Shuxing, and there were many covers.

But the voice coming out of Qi Lin's throat is another feeling.

Ji Hanshu was surprised, because the rehearsal used professional audio equipment, so she was even more shocked when she heard Qilin sing at close range.

Surprised by his typhoon.

Very stable.

She was so close that she could barely hear the sound of the other party breathing, she listened to it by herself, and only remembered to sing again when Qi Lin touched her arm lightly.

After the whole song, Ji Hanshu was almost completely led by Qi Lin.

When he finally bowed his thanks, Ji Hanshu secretly saw the light shining on Qi Lin's face.

A kind of emotion that she had never noticed from Qi Lin, belonging to him, the most real emotion.

Maybe, let's call it,

glory.

When I returned to the backstage to follow the teacher to do the final program integration, the other programs were basically passed without any problems, and only the chorus "Qing Song" was included in the discussion. The reason is that the abilities of men and women are too different.

"This song, why don't the girls cut it off," the teacher suggested, "Isn't the key of this song changed?"

Ji Hanshu nodded with a blushing face, "Because some parts are not suitable for girls, and the tone is high."

"In this way, either change to a boy solo, or change to a girl, this song is not suitable for you." The teacher's suggestion was pertinent, but Ji Hanshu didn't buy it very much. She raised her face, rubbed the corner of her skirt and whispered , "Basically no one can sing this song if it doesn't change the tune for girls."

"I can sing," Chun Meiling poked her head out, revealing a refreshing neck.

"Should I try it?"

Ji Hanshu's face turned green when he heard this, but he couldn't refute, so he turned his face and left.

She had had enough of her anger in the afternoon, and she didn't believe that Chun Meiling could do anything.

Chun Meiling squeezed in from the crowd and smiled, "Since she is so proactive, let me try."

The last rehearsal for "Qingge", because of the change of people, the effect was surprisingly good. In the end, even the teacher couldn't help clapping his hands, and directly changed the order of appearance of the show, and moved a few to the front.

When I came out of the teaching building, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. Because Chun Meiling joined the rehearsal temporarily, she followed Qi Lin to school.

Qi Lin had his schoolbag slung across his shoulder, and when he finished packing, he went downstairs and saw Zang Nandu bowing his head and smoking.

Zang Nandu likes to lower his head slightly when he smokes. This is an old habit for many years. Qi Lin especially likes the curvature of the back of his neck that is bulging and conical.

Before Qilin walked through the hall, he just stopped at the door to watch, and was laughed at by Chun Meiling who caught up behind him, "The restlessness in your eyes is about to flow out, are you so lustful?"

Qilin also turned to Chunmei Lingle, "This is the first time I've met someone like you."

"Intuition is terrible."

Chun Meiling rolled up her sleeves, revealing a part of her snow-white arm, and took Qi Lin's hand to put it around her neck, "Don't forget the role."

"Besides, do you also want to know whether Zang Nandu regards you as your younger brother now? Or is it something else important?"

"Are you curious?"

Qilin began to feel that he couldn't talk too much with Chun Meiling.

She can spy on most of his current inner activities.

As for the hand she hooked up, Qi Lin didn't refuse.

After all, he is now equally interested in the two questions she raised.

Zang Nandu's attitude towards himself is more like a kind of protection from his predecessors.

But Qi Lin wanted much more than that.

There is basically no wind at night in summer, and the air is mixed with humidity and sticks in the air. People can't help but want to distance themselves from each other, "Brother Zang."

Qi Lin's voice is not loud, but young.

Especially with a hot girl by my side.

Chun Meiling dresses according to her own temperament. Although the long-sleeved school uniform is well-dressed, it is not very obedient from the bottom of the legs. Her legs are like unique works of art. As long as they are exposed, anyone will I feel pleasing to the eye.

But the color on Qi Lin's ear next to him was dark, and he didn't even dare to look at that pleasing leg.

Chun Meiling, who was hooking him next to him, had tried her best to suppress her urge to laugh.

Qi Lin is also someone she has seen who can seamlessly switch between innocence and cunning, and the current appearance is simply perfect.

No wonder people like Zang Nandu can be bluffed by him.

"It's too late today, go to my house tonight." Zang Nandu's eyes only stayed on Chun Meiling for a while, and he asked Qilin, "Also, Zang Qishan's homework, you can help me take a look."

Qilin nodded obediently.

Zang Nandu saw that Qilin's forehead was sweating a lot, especially the neck that was hugged by the little girl was wet.

"Brother Zang," Chun Meiling also followed Qi Lin to call brother, but the hand hooked on Qi Lin's neck did not move, "You asked me about that today, what exactly is going on?"

Chun Meiling blinked her eyes, as if she didn't care about her current possessive posture.

"I'm short of someone now," Zang Nandu retreated to the side, because the smell of cigarettes on his body couldn't be dissipated. "My friend is short of someone, let's make a model." Zang Nandu's eyes now showed rare admiration,

"You are quite unique, so I want to recommend you to try."

Chun Meiling's eyes were a little surprised, and she lost all strength in her arms.

Qi Lin was originally taller than her, but now his arms were sore from exhaustion.

She didn't expect Zang Nandu to be so serious about talking about majors with her.

A business tycoon chatted with a high school student about his major.

It's magical just to say it, but Chun Meiling felt Zang Nandu's attitude, so she naturally put her posture upright, put away the female hooligan temperament that was a little bit intimidating the innocent virgin just now, and began to answer seriously, "Because someone in the family is against this I am familiar with the industry, so I have been in contact with it since I was a child, rounding it up, I am really professional."

Qi Lin who was let go took a breath, the smell of the girl made him somewhat uncomfortable, even if it was acting, he tried his best to adapt himself.

Moreover, Zang Nandu's work attitude has always been like this.

Once stuck, it is perfectionism.

Qilin listened quietly, and the two of them had a professional conversation from getting in the car to sending Chun Meiling home.

And Qilin also knew why Zang Nandu was preparing for it.

"Borderless".

Back then, he really praised the works of Hong Liang Shuxing.

Zang Nandu's popular anti-market themes that came out of many Spring Festival stalls that year.

The word-of-mouth went up unanimously, and Liang Shu sparked many people.

Before Liang Shuxing had a solid fan base through "One Sing to the End", until the show was activated across the board, and the resources around Liang Shuxing were Zang Nandu's collection of the best quality, first-class operation, and Zang Nandu's personally selected gold medal agent , Liang Shuxing's success was difficult to replicate at the time.

Qilin calculated that now should be the beginning of Zang Nandu's exposure to this kind of subject matter, and he could occasionally see Zang Nandu picking scripts.

Presumably by now, the choice should be about the same.

The "Borderless" should have been screened in.

"Girlfriend?" Zang Nandu's voice suddenly rang out from the side, and Qi Lin turned his head.

There are only two people in the car now, and Qi Lin has been looking out the window for 5 minutes because he was thinking about something.

During these 5 minutes, he didn't know that he had missed two or three sentences of Zang Nandu.

The other party will naturally think that he is still thinking about Chun Meiling's long legs that are as famous as works of art.

"That girl is nice," Zang Nandu switched to driving with one hand, and took out his other hand to hold Qi Lin's neck.

It feels icy and cool to the touch, which is the normal temperature of Zang Nandu's fingertips.

It also made Qi Lin more greedy.

"The injury from last time didn't heal a bit," Zang Nandu said with his fingertips running parallel to Qilin's Adam's apple to the right, and he could still feel the new flesh that had faded away.

Qi Lin raised his head to cooperate with Zang Nandu's movements, carefully hiding his swallowing movements.

I was simply nervous and didn't want to be discovered by the other party.

"It's almost done," Qi Lin also tacitly bypassed the topic just now.

He doesn't want to explain this matter too clearly now, Zang Nandu is an adult, many things can't be defined by one or two sentences of yes or no.

In Zang Nandu's eyes now, his feelings for Chun Meiling may be like many high school students who are just beginning to fall in love.

I like to be unclear.

If you don't like it, you just need a unique opportunity.

In other words, he didn't want to block the road.

A secret passage reserved solely for Zang Nandu.

Qilin asked him to find it by himself.

Zang Nandu stopped talking, but that hand was on Qilin's neck all the time, and that was the place where all the injuries were. Zang Nandu rubbed his fingers gently on it for a long time.

This is more like punishment for Qilin.

Maybe even Zang Nandu didn't realize that most of the places where his hands stayed were women's touches.

So when he arrived at Zang Nandu's house, the first thing Qilin did was to drink water.

Zang Qishan was lying on the sofa, wearing a light gray narrow-shouldered sweatshirt at home, and the shorts hanging on his buttocks were precariously rubbed by the sofa, "Oh, here we come."

Zang Qishan didn't lift his butt, and continued to look at the phone.

"The man brought it back, you follow along," Zang Nandu explained to Qilin, "he didn't tell me the truth."

Qi Lin nodded, put his schoolbag gently on the sofa, took out the exercise book by himself, and began to be a counselor for depraved teenagers.

"Go upstairs first," Zang Nandu stretched out his hand subconsciously when he spoke, and when he touched Qilin's cuff, he hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he still held the slightly thin wrist.

Qi Lin was taken aback for a moment, then walked forward with a slight stagger.

Because where Zang Nandu put his thumb lightly,

It is my restless blood vessel.

The direction of blood coming from inside,

It was the heart that coveted him.