I'm a black fan, you have to get used to me

The waiting time always passes quickly.

Wenxi waited in the background for a long time, but Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun were nowhere to be seen.

Seeing that the class in front had already come to the stage, Wenxi quickly went to Xu Zhiyao for help: "Xu Zhiyao, can you go to the locker room at the innermost corner and ask when Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun will come?"

She glanced at the classmates on the stage, a little anxiously: "We will be next."

Xu Zhiyao was also anxious like ants on a hot pan.

He nodded repeatedly, turned around and ran towards the dressing room at the backstage.

As a result, as soon as he ran halfway, he saw the door of the locker room suddenly open from a distance.

Fu Zhun walked out first.

He was wearing the male guest's gown, lowered his head to adjust the brooch, and felt full of dignity.

As a result, the man had just walked a few steps, then suddenly turned back, leaning lazily on the door frame and talking to the people inside.

"Let's go." Fu Zhun held back his smile, and waved at Cen Xiao: "Whose princess is this? Why don't you go out for a walk because she's so pretty?"

After a pause, he asked himself and answered, "Oh—my family."

"Get out." Cen Xiao sat on the chair, gritted his teeth and pressed the hem of his skirt, refusing to get up.

He looked down at the white high socks that just reached above his knees, and suddenly felt angry, and wanted to stretch out his hands to take off the socks.

In the end, he was held down by Fu Zhun.

Fu Zhun squeezed his hand, squatted down to look at him, coaxed and lied: "Don't be angry, I'll show you how to wear it after I'm done?"

Fortunately, these words barely got Cen Xiao's approval.

He took his hand out from under Fu Zhun's palm, and said indifferently, "You said it."

"I said what I said." Fu Zhun nodded for mercy, "So can Her Highness go? Or I can carry you on my back."

"No, get out." Cen Xiao didn't say anything about his feelings now, he got up and walked out.

Fu Zhun could only coax behind him like he coaxed his ancestors, all the way to the dressing room.

Even when Cen Xiao was putting on makeup, he didn't stop: "My brother is so beautiful."

"Someone will definitely become a fan later on."

"I'm going to be a nerd."

"real."

"Calm down for a while." Cen Xiao, who was being made up by the teacher, suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at him expressionlessly for two seconds: "I'm afraid I can't help but beat you up."

As soon as he said that, everyone around couldn't help laughing.

Even the teacher who made him up smiled and asked him: "Why are you playing the princess instead?"

Cen Xiao was silent for a while, not ashamed to answer.

For some reason, he was changed into clothes by Fu Zhun.

Obviously he refused in his heart, but Fu Zhunfei held on to him.

In addition, this person said pitifully that he could not recite his lines for a while, and said aggrievedly that he didn't look good in skirts.

As soon as his heart softened, he agreed in such a mysterious way.

After Fu Zhun played with him for a long time, he came back to his senses and realized that he had already put on the princess costume.

With a "stab", the zipper on the back of the skirt was closed by Fu Zhun.

The voice seemed to be telling him what stupid things he had done.

It's true that the color makes the mind faint.

Seeing that Cen Xiao was distracted and didn't speak, Fu Zhun gave him an excuse: "He's good at acting, but I'll ruin it if I act."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cen Xiao raised his eyes and glared at him.

After putting on makeup, even the teacher couldn't help but praise: "You look better in real life than on the screen."

There was no problem with the sentence, but the teacher added another sentence: "It looks better in a skirt."

Cen Xiao: "..."

"Thank you." He froze the corners of his mouth and forced out a polite sentence.

Fu Zhun at the side secretly pulled the corner of his lower lip, coughed lightly to cover up his smile, and bowed: "Princess, please."

In the end, Cen Xiaoli ignored him, and walked away from him with a cold face.

I don't know who is the "Drag Princess".

The moment the stage curtain opened, the students in the audience fell silent in unison.

The atmosphere froze for three seconds, and there was an uproar in the audience——

"Damn it, is that Cen Xiao? So cute!"

"It's so pretty, I'm ashamed to be a girl."

"This leg grows almost to my neck, thank you?"

"It's really nothing to do with boys being pretty."

Although Cen Xiao has a professional background in acting, he still couldn't let go of this new field for the first time.

After a few words entered the play, the effect was much better.

"Then I want to ask this male guest No. [-]..." When it was almost time to choose the candidate, Wenxi looked at Cen Xiao nervously, then turned to Fu Zhun, and asked in English: "Do you think you are the same as you?" Compared with the first six, where is your advantage?"

Fu Zhun thought for a moment, and suddenly forgot what the character's original lines were.

The atmosphere froze for three seconds. Seeing that he could no longer remain silent, he could only look at Cen Xiao, and for a moment he spoke directly: "Iwillloveyouforever. Wewillspendtherestofourlifetogether."

Suddenly changing the words, everyone present was taken aback.

After being disrupted by him, Cen Xiao, who was already in a bad state, suddenly lost his words.

The mind is chaotic.

When asked why he chose No. [-], he quietly cast his eyes on Fu Zhun's face.

Seeing Fu Zhun's serious expression, Cen Xiao was stunned for half a second, then continued: "Because he says she will love me forever."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Zhun suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly at him.

Cen Xiao collected himself, and the moment he looked away, he seemed to see Fu Zhun smile.

Probably because he realized that the reason was too weak and meaningless, Cen Xiao looked at Wenxi's pale face, and added another sentence: "I believe that people who love each other will always be together."

After barely being rescued, Wenxi nodded and resumed the original lines.

The scene is back on track.

Cen Xiao heaved a sigh of relief, and turned to look at the culprit with a sullen face.

The culprit seemed to be aware of his anger, and after blinking innocently, he suddenly took out the hand that was in his pocket...

He compared his heart to Cen Xiao.

Cen Xiao: "..."

After glaring at Fu Zhun, he turned his eyes away and continued to play with Wenxi.

Until the last scene, when the selected male guest was about to put the legendary crystal shoe on the princess...

Cen Xiao finally couldn't help but collapsed.

Cen Xiao couldn't wear those shoes because he couldn't buy a size that boys could wear.

He could only reluctantly find the largest size of high heels among the women's models, let Cen Xiao work hard, and walked a few steps off the stage wearing them.

There was no emotion on Cen Xiao's face, but when Fu Zhun knelt down, he secretly kicked him.

Fu Zhun paused, and suddenly pinched Cen Xiao's ankle.

When Cen Xiao changed into another set of princess dresses in the middle, he took off those shameful white stockings.

Now that the skirt was lifted, Fu Zhun's palm was directly pressed against Cen Xiao's skin without any separation.

Feeling the warmth from his ankle, Cen Xiao froze for a moment.

He wanted to break free from Fu Zhun's hand, but Fu Zhun squeezed his ankle tightly.

"Don't push yourself too far." Cen Xiao whispered a warning from between his teeth.

However, Fu Zhun seemed to turn a blind eye.

He stroked Cen Xiao's outer ankle bone with his fingertips, and the sly smile on his face couldn't be suppressed.

As if deliberately delaying time, Fu Zhun moved very slowly.

The moment the pair of shoes hung on Cen Xiao's toes, he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Cen Xiao.

Before Cen Xiao could react, the surrounding lights suddenly went out all at once.

The final picture freezes when they look at each other.

The surroundings were pitch black, and the attention of the students in the audience was diverted in an instant, and they began to ask in panic, "Is this a power outage?"

"Why is there no light?"

"Damn, scared me to death, where are you?"

Gradually, there was some commotion, and the host teacher calmed down: "Everyone, don't worry! Sit in your seat and wait for a while!"

Fortunately, the power outage didn't last long. Within 2 minutes, the lights in the entire auditorium came on again.

The stage scene remains the same.

It's just that the two people in the center just now disappeared from the stage as if they had evaporated from the world.

It was really like in a fairy tale, only the crystal slipper was left lying in the center of the stage.

As if has just been hastily forgotten, staggering on the stage.

……

Backstage, Cen Xiao beat Fu Zhun seriously.

In the small dressing room, Fu Zhun fled frantically, begging for mercy while running: "Brother, don't be angry, wear a skirt elegantly, don't run without shoes, you'll catch a cold..."

"Then I have to thank you?" Cen Xiao's usually obedient mask was torn to pieces by him.

He sneered, twisted his fist, and his bones rattled.

Fu Zhun's scalp became numb when he heard this, and he began to pretend to be innocent again: "I'm doing it for my brother's sake, you can't wear those shoes, in case you fall down while walking..."

It can be said that Fu Zhun's matter has been planned for a long time.

He already knew that neither he nor Cen Xiao could wear those shoes.

So he specially asked Zhou Yuancheng to find a way to help him pull the switch when it was about to end, so that they could get off the stage with dignity.

Sure enough, Zhou Yuancheng did not disappoint him, he really got it right in one step, and the timing was very clever.

But Cen Xiao didn't know about it.

At the moment when the stage was plunged into darkness, he was startled.

Then there was a sudden light on his feet, and Fu Zhun let go of his ankle.

The warm touch pulled away, not knowing where the empty emotions came from at that moment, Cen Xiao somehow felt that he was a little unhappy.

As if the time was too short.

Before he could sort out his thoughts, he was suddenly picked up by someone.

The moment his palm touched the brooch, Cen Xiao immediately realized that it was Fu Zhun's fault.

He was a little annoyed for a moment: "What are you doing?"

"What's wrong?" Fu Zhun's expression couldn't be seen clearly in the darkness, only his serious and innocent voice could be heard: "Shouldn't people be taken away if they succeed in holding hands?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

"Let me down." Cen Xiao suppressed the anger in his heart: "I told you, don't push yourself."

However, Fu Zhun always likes to push every inch to the end.

Taking advantage of the power outage when no one was paying attention, he directly brought Cen Xiao back to the locker room.

Then he was severely beaten.

Fu Zhun: "..."

Fortunately, Cen Xiao never slaps people in the face.

Fu Zhun rubbed his sore shoulder from the beating, curled his lips and said, "Brother, calm down..."

"Fuck me." Cen Xiao pointed at the door and said coldly, "Get out."

Seeing that his complexion was so bad, Fu Zhun didn't dare to continue to make mistakes, so he could only go out obediently, standing at the door facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes.

I don't know how long it took, but Cen Xiao couldn't change his clothes and come out.

Fu Zhun waited for a long time and saw that there was no movement inside, knocked on the door and asked, "Brother, you..."

Just halfway through the conversation, the door suddenly opened.

Cen Xiao looked at him with a cold face, without making a sound.

Fu Zhun couldn't figure out what he meant for a while, so he could only ask in a low voice: "Brother?"

After finishing speaking, Cen Xiao seemed to take a deep breath, pursed his lips, and made way for him to turn around with tight corners of his mouth.

Fu Zhun paused, and while observing Cen Xiao's face, he took a step cautiously.

I'm afraid that the wrong brick to step on will make Cen Xiao even more unhappy.

When the door of the locker room was closed, Fu Zhun breathed a sigh of relief, and asked very obediently, "What's your order?"

Hearing this, Cen Xiao, who had been staring at him as he walked in, suddenly turned his back and didn't look at him again.

Fu Zhun was at a loss: "?"

Then he saw Cen Xiao, who had his back turned to him, suddenly pulled that big maroon wavy wig to one shoulder.

The princess's dress had a one-shoulder collar, without the cover of her long hair, the smooth and fair skin on her shoulders and back was instantly exposed.

Coupled with the cool white light, it looks dazzlingly white.

Cen Xiao's figure was already thin and straight, and with such a suit of clothes, he was astonishingly alluring when viewed from the back.

This scene fell into Fu Zhun's eyes, making him startled in place.

His forehead jumped, and he stood still and did not dare to move forward.

Even the ears started to turn red and bled.

Cen Xiao, on the other hand, waited for a while and saw that Fu Zhun hadn't moved, then suddenly turned his head and looked sideways at him: "What are you doing in a daze?"

"I..." Fu Zhun didn't know when Cen Xiao suddenly became so open, and after being dumbfounded for a while, he asked dully, "What's wrong?"

Fu Zhun felt that he looked like a prince now.

It was clearly a male favorite waiting to serve the queen.

Is he going to change from "Princess of Drag" to "Princess of Drag"?

Although it was very exciting, this fucking shattered his three views.

Seeing him in a daze, Cen Xiao stared sideways at him, his whole body inexplicably exuded an aura of contempt for all sentient beings.

His indifferent gaze swept over Fu Zhun's rosy earlobe.

After a few seconds of silence, he calmly opened his mouth to remind——

"Didn't you see the hair got stuck in the zipper?"

"Still pulling away?"

Fu Zhun: "..."