Get your pheromones

Song Ci's hand on his lips didn't move.

Rong Shiyi was inexplicably nervous.

His fingers hanging by his side curled up slightly. As they looked at each other, neither of them spoke first.

Rong Shiyi inexplicably felt that Song Ci might want to do something else besides applying lipstick for him,? But he didn't move for a long time,? Until Yun Qingqing came from outside the curtain:

"Song Ci Xiaohong,? Is it still not alright?"

Rong Shiyi seemed to have just recovered, and asked Song Ci in a low voice:

"Not yet?"

Song Ci's expression is unclear:

"All right."

"Ah,? Okay!"

Rong Shiyi answered in a panic, then slipped away from Song Ci with her skirt lifted.

Before leaving, he left a sentence:

"Thank you, dog."

"Ah."

Song Ci stood still, just raised his hand to cover the lipstick cap, and rubbed his thumb thoughtfully.

His eyes darkened slightly, as if he was thinking about something, he turned around and followed Rong Shiyi out of the fitting room after a few seconds.

"Wow, Rong Rong,? You are so beautiful."

Xiao Lin was the first to see the person who came out. The props in his hand fell to the ground, and everyone was dumbfounded.

Then Rong Shiyi gained everyone's attention.

Su Jinyou was the first to rush up, raised her hand to help him straighten his wig, walked around him twice, and sighed:

"Oh my god, it's so beautiful, so beautiful,? You are the princess, right?"

The person in front of him had long hair reaching his waist, and his makeup well concealed the slightly aggressive flamboyance of his facial features, replacing them with soft and touching arcs.

The contrast between Rong Shiyi's front and back is really amazing. Everyone in the lounge surrounded him, and he was embarrassed by Rong Shiyi,? He felt like a monkey surrounded by people, so he grabbed his hair Trying to cover the face.

The next moment, his eyes went dark, and the faint scent of brandy hit him. It was Song Ci who took off his coat and covered his head.

"President, you are going too far, why do you even deprive everyone of the right to see beauties?"

Su Jinyou protested.

Song Ci bent her lips and smiled at her:

"Sorry, my princess gets shy."

"Huh~"

There was a commotion all around.

At this moment, the door of the lounge was knocked twice.

The staff of the cultural festival opened the door and came in. They first saw the tall princess covered with a coat, and were stunned for a moment, before saying:

"Is Class Ten ready? It's about to enter the arena."

"Okay, okay." Yun Qingqing nodded, ready to greet everyone to go, but then a girl said anxiously with a phone:

"What should I do teacher, Xiao Qi said that they didn't borrow the spindle, can we use something instead?"

Yun Qingqing looked around, but couldn't think of a solution for the time being, so she stayed and worked with the props team to find a way to let the actors follow the staff to enter the stage.

Before leaving, Rong Shiyi couldn't see the road clearly, and wanted to take off Song Ci's coat, but he was too embarrassed to meet the strange eyes of everyone passing by.

While hesitating, the people around him suddenly reached out to him.

Rong Shiyi froze for a moment, then put his hand on it.

"You did a good job as a male servant, Xiao Rong is very satisfied." Rong Shiyi praised in a low voice.

"My honor." Song Ci smiled slightly.

Rong Shiyi froze for a moment.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but he always feels that today's Song Ci seems to be a little different, but he can't tell what is strange about it.

The cultural festival is held in the auditorium of the No. [-] Middle School. The first two rows are specially reserved for the cast and crew, and the lounge can go directly to the rear of the auditorium stage.

Class [-] was the last to enter. When they arrived, the auditorium was pitch black, only illuminated by gaudy lanterns and fluorescent sticks held by the audience.

In this case, Rong Shiyi's big pink skirt with fine glitter is particularly eye-catching.

Someone noticed over there and touched the people around him excitedly:

"Hey, that's Class Ten, right? The one in front is Song Ci? It's so handsome, I'll go."

"It's Song Ci, oh my god, a gentleman is so flirtatious, but I want to know who the princess he is supporting is even more mysterious. She's still covering her face after all this time."

"I don't know. I have inquired about the situation with the tenth class before, and the tone was very tight. I spent half an hour without asking who would play the princess."

"Wait, did you notice that this princess seems a bit tall?"

The people around noticed something was wrong, and took a closer look with their glasses:

"I'll go, just a little shorter than Song Ci, does their class have such a tall Omega?"

"It's too dark to see clearly, but who said that O must be the one who plays the princess? The taller female B can wear high heels, right?"

"really."

There were many more discussions like this, but no one guessed who the princess under the coat was.

At this time, Rong Shiyi had already sat in his seat, and he opened his coat and took a deep breath:

"I'm going to be burned into a sieve by those people's eyes."

"It's good to get used to it, but you don't need to hide at this time, you will be on stage later."

Song Ci comforted.

"That won't work."

Rong Shiyi waved his hand and said with a smirk:

"It's because we are about to take the stage, so we simply kept it a secret until the last moment, and gave them a big surprise."

Song Ci smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

A total of ten classes participated in this cultural festival. Most of the first few classes were singing, dancing, cross talk and other programs, so when the stage play of class five opened, the audience was all excited.

Class [-] plays Cinderella, a well-known Omega in her grade. She looks like a doll, petite and petite, and her gestures are full of elegance. The content of the script is also very close to the original. field screaming.

Rong Shiyi carefully watched her gesture of saluting and raising her hand, and imitated it herself. As a result, this gesture was smooth and elegant to others, but stiff and clumsy to him.

At this moment, Rong Shiyi learned a new idiom——

Dong Shi imitated.

Song Ci noticed this man's small movements, and pressed his hand down a little funny.

"You don't need to learn, just be yourself."

Rong Shiyi snorted:

"Be someone's princess instead of a domineering queen?"

"It's a bit earthy." Song Ci said euphemistically.

Accompanied by a burst of cheerful background music, the stage play of Class Five also came to an end. The princess and the prince danced a waltz, and finally all the performers came to the stage to call the curtain.

"The two of them have a good understanding." Rong Shiyi sighed.

Su Jinyou on the side heard it and nodded:

"As far as I know, Cinderella and the handsome guy who played the prince were originally a couple, so they have a sense of CP, but don't worry, you and the president, Rong Rong, can definitely get along like this."

"Huh? Where did I have a tacit understanding with him?" Rong Shiyi felt outrageous.

Su Jinyou glanced at Song Ci secretly, the man seemed unresponsive, and was looking up at the people on the stage.

She sighed inwardly.

This Rong Rong is too stupid.

When the eighth class's show started, the tenth class was called by the staff to wait for the show.

Song Ci helped Rong Shiyi carry the skirt all the way to the backstage, the lights here were a bit dim, Rong Shiyi didn't notice who was inside, just found two empty chairs and sat down, fanning himself with his hands.

After a while, he suddenly felt as if someone came to him.

Rong Shiyi looked up, and saw a boy holding a bouquet of red roses.

What a coincidence, this is Yang Zhao.

Although Yang Zhao had been persuaded by Xiao Lin to stop thinking about the Sleeping Beauty, he stubbornly ordered a bouquet of flowers and came to the backstage to wait in advance based on the principle of not letting one go.

Seeing the princess herself at this time, Yang Zhao knew that he had made the right bet.

Although the light is dim, it is difficult to see clearly, but she is definitely a beauty.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhao presented his own bouquet of flowers to his princess:

"I wish the beauty a successful performance, can you add a contact information?"

Rong Shiyi rolled his eyes at him.

Yang Zhao was stunned for a moment, and just thinking about how the rolling of the eyes seemed familiar, he heard the "beauty" in front of him say in a male voice that he was all too familiar with:

"Open your dog eyes and let me see clearly, who is the master?"

"Fuck."

Yang Zhao was startled, he took half a step back, and hugged Hua back to his arms with lightning speed.

Then, he took a closer look, and then he was shocked and said:

"Brother Rong??"

Look at this tone, how disappointed.

Rong Shiyi didn't bother to talk to him.

Yang Zhao was briefly shocked, but then he smiled and said:

"If Brother Rong is willing to weld this makeup and skirt on his body for a semi-permanent period, it's not that I can't put down my body and chase you..."

"You seem to have some serious illness."

Rong Shiyi was disgusted by him, and then he patted Song Ci beside him:

"Ask my prince, if he is willing to give me up, then think about it."

After hearing this, Song Ci smiled cooperatively and looked over:

"Sorry, he's mine."

"Did you hear me? I belong to him. Go away." Rong Shiyi's tail cocked up again.

Yang Zhao didn't know what to say for a while, so he really went to the side and stayed there.

When he was free, he quietly looked at the people over there.

As an Alpha, he could naturally feel the hostility that Song Ci showed towards him at that moment just now, which absolutely cannot be faked.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Song Ci's possessiveness towards Rong Shiyi sometimes becomes solid, but he seems to be quite restrained and does not show it easily, but it is impossible to hide that feeling, and occasionally it will show a little bit.

It was Rong Shiyi who was dull and big-hearted, clinging to people every day, but didn't even notice this.

Over there, Rong Shiyi was a little sleepy listening to the piano music of class nine students, and yawned lazily.

"Sleeping Beauty is in a state?"

Song Ci glanced at him.

"Screw you."

While the two were arguing with each other, the actors from Class Nine had already left the stage.The host who came to the stage to announce the curtain said a lot of words, and finally got to the point:

"Next, I will invite the students from class ten to bring us a stage play - "Sleeping Beauty"!"

There was a burst of applause from the audience, and several boys in class ten stood up from their seats and whistled several times.

Afterwards, the lights on the stage dimmed, and the narrator was explaining the background story. The actors who played the role of the king and queen came to the stage, holding a small quilt in their arms, with a kind face:

"Oh my God, this is our daughter, and we're going to have the fairies come to her christening."

"However, there are twelve fairies in the kingdom, and we only have eleven sets of tableware to entertain them. What should we do?"

"Oh, then let's not invite Fairy Su."

Rong Shiyi silently supported his forehead:

"This kingdom is too poor. There are not even twelve sets of tableware. Even Song Ci is richer than him."

"?"

Soon, the lights on the stage dimmed again, and when they were turned on again, the timeline had arrived at the princess's baptism.

Eleven fairies stepped forward to bless the princess in turn. When No. 11 came, the sound of thunder sounded, and the spotlight hit the left side of the stage. Su Jinyou strode up in her cool black cloak.

"My God, let me see what happened, the princess's christening? Why didn't you invite me?"

Su Jinyou's voice was usually sweet and soft, but now she completely abandoned the burden of being a goddess, and intentionally pinched her voice so high and thin that it sounded exaggerated.

The king took two steps back in fear, almost throwing his daughter to the ground:

"We didn't mean not to invite you! It's just that there are not enough tableware, so..."

"Not enough? My God, it's okay. In fact, fairies don't need to eat, but you really hurt the fairy's heart like this."

The style of the tenth class is funny, so the lines are also very confusing:

"It doesn't matter, the fairy is generous. It's okay if you don't have people, but the ceremony must come. Well then, I wish your daughter was impaled to death by a spindle at the age of 16! Hahahaha...cough..."

Before Su Jinyou finished laughing, she suddenly choked on herself, so she coughed twice and walked off the stage in despair.

After she went down, the No.11 fairy hugged the quilt in the king's hand:

"Fairy Su's mana is really powerful. I can't decipher it, I can only reduce it. Therefore, the princess will not die if she is pierced by the spindle, but will fall into a permanent deep sleep. She will not wake up until a prince comes to kiss her awake."

Hearing the word "kiss", the teenagers in the audience couldn't help booing.

Amidst the chaos, the lights went out again, and the prop crew was busy changing props, while the narrator was still reading:

"Since that day, the king ordered all the spinning wheels in the country to be burned down, and the princess has grown up day by day. She is kind and beautiful. It is not an exaggeration to describe her with all the beautiful words..."

The narrator said here, it's time for Rong Shiyi to play.

Those people in the audience have been scratching their heads for a while, wanting to know who the mysterious princess from class ten is, and they will be nervous when the real announcement is about to be made.

Gentle and soothing music came from the stage speakers, the lights dimmed, and the spotlight moved slowly, bringing the focus of the audience to the front of the stage.

On the stage, the princess strode onto the stage holding her skirt.

The spotlight hit him alone, shining the thin glitter on the big skirt, and at the same time, his bust was also projected on the screens on both sides.

There was an uproar.

The man on the screen has exquisite facial features, makeup and long hair cover up the masculine features on his face, but he doesn't look like a girl in any way.

"I'll go, beautiful girl, no, male beauty!"

"Mom, I'm in love, is this Alpha?"

"Class 5 is still so stunning, [-] minutes, I want all his information!"

"Oh my god, it's no wonder that the people in class [-] are so popular, they have been doing important things in silence for a long time. I like it. Please come more!"

"I unilaterally declare that Class Ten will win this cultural festival!"

"and many more!"

During the noise, a girl noticed something was wrong:

"Have you noticed that this person looks familiar? Let me narrow it down to you, Class Ten, Alpha, handsome guy?"

Song Ci plays the prince, Xiao Lin is in the auditorium, then only...

"Rong Shiyi????"

Look carefully, it does.

Just when everyone was uncertain, Xiao Lin stood up from the auditorium of class ten, whistled loudly, and shouted:

"Rong Rong I love you!!!"

"Damn it, really?"

Although it has been officially certified, everyone still feels magical.

Please, please, can their unrestrained and freedom-loving school bully really know how to wear women's clothes?

"School bully, blink if you are kidnapped!!"

Rong Shiyi slipped.

Even if he is mentally prepared, he still cannot accept this level of social death.

He could hardly maintain the expression on his face, so he could only listen carefully to the narration to distract him.

"As the princess grows up, she becomes more and more beautiful, every bird passing by will sing for her beauty..."

A student from class ten waved his wings, circled around Rong Shiyi, and sang:

"twitter!"

But it may be a problem with the props group. Xiaoniao's beak was loose and fell off and hung on his chin.

The little bird ran away covering its mouth.

"Butterflies will dance around her for her."

Another came up flapping the wings of a butterfly. Unfortunately, her cardboard wings broke because they were flapping too hard.

Rong Shiyi was silent for a moment, picked up her wings and handed them to her.

The little butterfly hugged her wings and walked away.

"Yes, in ancient times there was Zhaojun who sank fish and wild geese, and now there is Shiyi who broke his mouth and smashed butterflies."

A classmate in the audience commented:

"Wonderful, wonderful."

After two innocuous episodes, the narration continues:

"Soon, it was the princess's 16th birthday. This morning, she felt that something was calling her, and she followed that thing to the basement. What did she find? A beautiful spinning wheel!"

With a snap, the spotlight shone on stage right, where a spinning wheel should have been parked.

"?"

Rong Shiyi looked over, and looked at the "spinning wheel" far away with puzzled eyes.

What did he see?

He saw that sloppy classmate was wearing a conical birthday hat, standing there with his head held high and his waist tucked in.

Fuck, the spindle is perfect.

"Xiao Hong, we didn't find the spindle, let Sloppy classmate make do with it! Just poke his birthday hat!"

Yun Qingqing's explanation came from the earphone.

No need to poke, Rong Shiyi wants to pass out on stage right now.

But the story goes on.

So, he stiffly held up his skirt and walked up to the "spinning wheel", and stretched out his fingers to touch it.

Unfortunately, the sloppy classmate sneezed and escaped perfectly.

Yay, the princess is safe.

Rong Shiyi was thinking in a mess, then grabbed the sloppy hat like a broken pot, and violently smashed his hand on it.

"Oh my god, the princess accidentally touched the spindle, and the curse is in effect!"

The narrator suppressed a smile and explained exaggeratedly.

Following these words, Rong Shiyi stumbled to the surgical trolley prepared in advance on the stage, and climbed up with his skirt with difficulty.

Lie down, close your eyes, and do it all in one go.

As long as he doesn't open his eyes, then everything just now can pretend that it never happened.

Great, the society is over, and the princess is off work.

The princess fell down, but the story continued.

After that, it was the home court of Song Ci, and the kingdom fell into a deep sleep. The prince from afar heard the rumors and came to the country full of thorns after many obstacles.

Unlike Rong Shiyi's laughter when he came on stage, Song Ci's home court was filled with sighs from everyone.

This person has a natural sense of dignity in every gesture, whether it is reciting lines or swinging a sword, it is easy to bring people into his atmosphere, so that everyone only pays attention to him and has no time to care about the outrageous plot.

Later, the prince cut off the thorny thorns outside the kingdom, took off a red rose on the thorns, and finally followed the guidance to the place where the princess slept.

The prop team pushed out the background board Rong Shiyi who had been sleeping for a long time behind the stage.

At this time, there were only Song Ci and Rong Shiyi left on the stage. The spotlight was on them, and with the gentle background music, Song Ci looked at Rong Shiyi with focused and affectionate eyes.

The students in the audience watched this scene and fell silent in unison.

Someone sighed in a low voice:

"God, this damn cp feeling."

"The two of them were rumored to be in love a long time ago? AA's love that broke through the world. Rong Shiyi gave Song Ci a bottle of confession juice, and Song Ci gave a car in return."

"It's all for the young lovers to spend money at public expense. Are you going to kiss? Are you going to kiss? Song Ci kisses him!!"

On the stage, Song Ci looked at Rong Shiyi and smiled slightly:

"My princess, you are so beautiful."

"For you, I am willing to pick all the most beautiful roses in the world and offer them to you, as long as you can open your eyes."

After finishing speaking, he took out the red rose in his hand and gently placed it on Rong Shiyi's lips.

In the school performance, it is impossible to kiss for real, so in the script, Song Ci bowed his head to kiss the rose on Rong Shiyi's lips.

Just like this time, Song Ci slowly bent down, touched the rose petals like a dragonfly, and then picked up the rose.

The students in the main control room in the backstage were ready to cut the music, but a group of people waited for several seconds, nothing happened.

The princess didn't wake up!

Everyone on and off the stage was stunned, and then a boy below raised his voice and joked:

"This prince can't do it, it's not true love, the next one!"

A burst of laughter.

Song Ci didn't pay attention, he just looked down at Rong Shiyi.

This person has a natural expression, even breathing, and his eyelashes flutter occasionally.

Good job, really fell asleep.

Although outrageous, but the truth.

Yun Qingqing behind looked anxiously:

"What should I do, Xiaohong won't really fall asleep, right? This is considered a performance accident!"

She was so anxious that she spun around in place until Su Jinyou next to her patted her:

"It's okay, Song Ci moved, look at him!"

Following the actions of Song Ci, the audience also became quiet again.

Song Ci pinned the rose on the hilt of the sword beside him, and the screens on both sides also cut into close-ups of him.

The young man lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyes, but he couldn't stop his deep affection.

It seemed that there was only one person in his eyes.

The world seemed to be quiet.

For a moment, the young man slightly curved his lips with a light smile, then leaned over and kissed the corner of Rong Shiyi's forehead reverently.

There were more than 500 people in the auditorium, none of them spoke, and they all stared at the fairy tale on the stage intently.

In the next moment, the prince straightened his lover's long hair on his cheeks, and his voice was low and gentle, as if he wanted to drown him in the deep affection.

他 说:

"Your Highness, it's time to wake up."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-09-25?14:40:55~2021-09-26?14:27:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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