After realizing that I am beautiful [Rebirth]

Only at this moment, Liang Shuxing frowned from the middle.

But it was only for a moment, and then stretched out, leaving a shallow crease between the eyebrows.

"You sang very well just now," Liang Shuxing said with a smile, and greeted the assistant beside him, "The time is tight for the next location, so I asked the modeling to hurry up." Liang Shuxing said, and started to walk out, and then smiled and patted Qilin's shoulder, "I remember you."

Liang Shuxing's speech is unique, that is, what he said is polite, and the relationship is far away, so he naturally loses some meaning to some meaningful words.

Qilin hooked the guitar bag over his shoulder, and followed Liang Shuxing's words, "Thanks for taking care of me."

Chunmei Ling was arranging the bright red dress that was hooked and tugged at her body, smoothed the straps on the shoulders and blades, and stretched her neck to look forward, "You are so awesome, It’s a shame for someone like you to sleep on the desk every day.”

"Hahahaha, and let me see your fingers," Chun Meiling pulled Qilin's feet to look at it, and when she saw a light flesh-colored foundation half the size of a fingernail on it, she bared her back teeth and shouted, "Damn it." .”

Liang Shuxing focuses on handsome men without makeup.

After working for a long time, the foundation is also piled up.

Chun Meiling made fun of herself, and when she followed Qi Lin to the backstage, the first thing she did was touch the big can of drink prepared by the school's logistics.

The labels were colorful, so Chunmei Ling picked up a cup of red fire and poured it into her mouth. Afterwards, she didn't forget to criticize the dress she was wearing in front of the mirror in the backstage. Pulling back, as if to prove something, "It's so big."

"You have some," Chun Meiling not only cared about herself, but also unscrewed a bottle for Qilin as a buddy after pulling off her skirt.

The show is still going on, and movement can still be heard in the background.

Chun Meiling was really pissed off by Qilin's finger laughing, and she reached out to help pass the drink, still giggling non-stop, without thinking, she sneezed out of laughter, and even spilled half the bottle with shaking hands .

Painted directly on Qi Lin's body.

A large area was dyed even with the pants.

Chun Meiling covered her big mouth with her hands, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she clasped her hands together and clasped them on top of her head. She quickly found paper to help Qilin clean up, but finally found that she couldn't wipe it off. .

"It's okay, I'll change something, don't delay," Qi Lin felt his body was cold, and after speaking, he looked around and found that there was nothing to change.

"Look at you," Chun Meiling also patted her thigh and called, "I asked my family to take back the previous one, so," she had another idea, "there is an unused bathroom on the third floor opposite, you Go there first, I'll find you with my clothes later, that's all."

After finishing speaking, Chun Meiling pinched the hip-covering skirt and ran away.

Qilin referred to the place she said, and went there first.

When I arrived, I found out that it was a bathroom with a relatively remote location. The tiles were tiled according to the rules, and someone cleaned it all year round. Qi Lin went in and rubbed the big red stain on his body.

Then I gave up, and when I saw no one around, I thought about smoking again.

"Snapped---"

A slight whistling sound started from the tip of the head.

Qi Lin slightly raised his head, and exhaled lightly into the night that covered his face.

When Night Breeze brushed over his skin, he gently snapped off the soot with his index finger.

Chunmei Ling's movements were quick, it took only one cigarette, and she came back.

Qi Lin went to the stairs to wash his hands, followed by Chun Mei Ling.

"This is the men's room," Qi Lin reminded her.

"I know," Chun Meiling pinched her waist in the mirror to look left and right, and finally found an empty compartment with the paper bag in her hand. There are too many little girls who want to block you, I am too conspicuous dressed like this, please help me look at it, and I will also change clothes."

Qi Lin didn't ask any further questions when he heard it. After all, Chun Mei Ling was more like a tomboy, so he leaned on the edge of the pool and looked at this face by himself.

He took off his glasses, splashed cold water on his face for a while, and put them on again before Chunmei Ling came out.

When Chun Meiling came out again, she changed into a red and white striped tracksuit, and there was an extra skirt in the paper bag. She stuffed it in, "I'm really not used to it, so what, Chunmei Ling came out in a hurry, shook her hair, and finally waited to catch her breath before asking, "So how do you plan to get out?"

"How do you get out?" Qi Lin wiped his hands and began to walk out, but was stopped by Chun Meiling.

"Outside, now that Liang Shuxing is gone, how many people are waiting to see you," Chun Meiling held the bag to worry for him, and finally suggested, "If this is not the case, I'll go and see first, whoever misses me I will take you where to run."

Before she finished speaking, she stuffed the change of clothes she got for him into Qilin's hand before she could wait for Qilin to reply, she took her own bag, felt it and went out.

Qi Lin stood at the door, looking around with his bag in his hand, and he could still see the stars that had climbed up outside, their sizes were dazzling, and the stars were surrounded by a layer of vain halo, when the eyes looked into the depths of the corridor, they were blurred Not a lot.

His myopia isn't that bad, but he just suffers from night blindness at night. He blinked and leaned on the railing outside to look down. Under the lights of the stadium opposite, all the heads were dark.

Now that the venue has been withdrawn, few people come to the entrance of the gymnasium on the third floor. In comparison, it is really quite quiet.

Qilin sent Chun Meiling a WeChat message, thinking about leaving first, but suddenly remembered when he reached the stairs on the first floor that his guitar was still sitting in the backstage of the gymnasium, and he had to go back first if he wanted to leave.

He stood there waiting for a while, and suddenly he smelled a faint smell of smoke.

At first Qi Lin thought he was playing tricks on him, but later he realized that there was another person nearby.

The place is remote, and it is not uncommon for high school students to taste cigarettes in the corner here. Qilin continued down the corner, waiting for an arm propped on top of the handrail, Qilin and the owner of that arm met eyes.

"Brother Zang," Qi Lin opened his mouth first with a smile, and seeing the expression on the other party's face, he seemed to have never expected to meet him in this kind of place.

Zang Nandu turned around, pinched his cigarette, "Come to block Zang Qishan," he explained the reason simply, and when he lowered his head, he saw Qilin's white T-shirt was blushing, so he approached slightly, stretched out his hand and asked, "Is it cold?"

Now that it is the end of summer, most of the nights can only be cold.

Qilin's T-shirt was wet, and the cool wind chilled the entire area around his palm.

"Mei Ling helped me get a change of clothes, I will change later," Qi Lin ticked off the bag in his hand and pointed upstairs, "I'll go first—"

"I'm driving," Zang Nandu opened his mouth, "it's warm in the car."

Qilin didn't say any more.

Zang Nandu's car was parked in the open space outside the gymnasium. Qilin took the bag Chun Meiling gave him and sat in the car. Zang Nandu went to the driver's seat by himself, and then opened a crack on the window.

"I apologize for what happened before." Zang Nandu said, "I have committed an old problem, and I can't stop it for so many years."

Just as Qi Lin stretched out his arms and pulled the clothes on his shoulders up, his hands were hanging halfway up, and finally showed his head, "The smoke was extinguished so quickly, I didn't even have time."

"Besides, you're really good at acting." Qi Lin rolled off two sleeves and continued to fumble into the bag.

"It's more suitable for you." Zang Nandu turned his head, saw the child's upper body was naked, and turned back by himself, explaining, "Put it on first."

Qi Lin stirred the cold and smooth material in the bag for a moment, and then he smiled and leaned forward, lying on the back of the driver's seat, with his body full of heat, and a soft white arm stretched forward.

The slippery and bright red skirt was hooked by Qi Lin's fingertips, and his voice became soft, asking with a slight nasal cavity,

"Then I'll put it on, do you want to see it?"