rose with snow

Song Yingshi's mind went blank.

It's not that the talk is too much, it's just...

When did the cold little moon that she watched grow up learn to speak flirtatiously?

Song Yingshi's first reaction was not to be shy, but to frown and ask:

"Who taught you bad?"

"..."

Song Yingshi said indignantly: "You tell me, I'll go to that person to settle the score, you are only eighteen, why..."

Huai Xu laughed: "Okay, I'm just teasing you."

She paused and said, "If you want to talk about teaching badly, am I not taught by Mr. Song?"

Song Yingshi tilted her head, looking a little cute: "Me?"

Huai Xu looked at her lightly, and said slowly:

"At least kissing was taught by Teacher Song."

Huai Xu spoke ambiguous and charming words, but took a step back lazily.

The cramped air rolled again, sending the morning forest breath from Huai Xu to Song Yingshi's nostrils.

Song Yingshi was stunned by her half statement and half accusation.

She remembered not only the night of the dance party, but also the time when the two first met.

When we first met, the system asked her to kiss Huai Xu, but she only kissed Huai Xu's lips, which barely brushed the edge.

Looking back like this, from Huai Xu's point of view, she really looks like a pervert. From the very first meeting, she wanted to be a teacher.

So many people have called her Teacher Song in the previous life, but it is not as beautiful as the current one.

Song Yingshi was inexplicably relieved, sniffing the scent of Huaixu's light perfume, and graciously crossed over this topic:

"Don't mess with you, change the dance first, and then go back and talk about the rest."

This topic should not have been brought up in the classroom, let alone delved into it, so Huai Xu let it go lightly.

However, when Song Yingshi couldn't see her expression, Huaixu's face showed a bit of thoughtfulness.

Song Yingshi just said something, you are only eighteen.

Huai Xu always remembered things about Song Yingshi very clearly. She remembered that after she helped Song Yingshi get the clothes from the bathroom, the two had a conversation about their age.

At that time, Song Yingshi's explanation was "I am eighteen years old".

Across the hazy fog, Huai Xu can almost be sure that Song Yingshi often has a subconscious misplacement of her age.

why?

The two people no longer disturbed each other, they danced seriously with a clear mind, discussed the possibility of choreography, and the event progress was extremely efficient.

Plans are negotiated, overthrown, reorganized, and then details and feasibility are discussed, combined with dance choreography.

After going through it roughly, the two took the plan and went to their teammates for a small meeting.

Although this dance change does not involve the dance moves of the three of them, they decided to change the dance beauty, and the stage movement and layout are closely related to everyone.

Moreover, the stage is a collective achievement, and everyone must agree to achieve the best results.

When Song Yingshi and Huai Xu arrived in the classroom, Kou Lengyu and the others were repeating their respective parts, looking for state and confidence through repeated practice.

More than ten minutes after the two entered.

Xinghuan and Wanjiao met in the corridor and waved face to face.

Before the two of them could speak, they heard a movement mixed with cheers and laughter from the classroom of "Sleep", and the joy and joy burst out from the wall beyond cover.

"Hey! What's the matter?"

"I guess the new stage is set, Huai Xu and the others are moving so fast."

"Then wait for their rehearsal to take a good look at the effect, hahaha."

After the communication within the group was confirmed, the team members continued to train, and Huai Xu and Song Yingshi were responsible for refining the plan.

The sooner the decision can be made, the better. It will allow time for the props group and stage art group to prepare, as well as for them to adjust and improve.

The clock is ticking, slowly pointing to the minutes and seconds after one o'clock in the morning.

At this point, they finally settled on a rough outline.

Song Yingshi and Huai Xu stayed in the large living room outside the classroom. Song Yingshi squatted between the table and the sofa to dictate the details, while Huai Xu sat on the sofa and listened intently, drawing a stage sketch on the A4 paper with a pencil in his hand.

In the storyboard sketches, they mainly draw their positions and stage scenery.

Song Yingshi finished her thoughts, drank water to moisten her throat, and looked at Huai Xu who was drawing.

It doesn't sound like a complicated image, but it is simple and intuitive. Whatever Song Yingshi said, she immediately presented it with images.

But Song Yingshi never knew that Huaixu could also paint.

Huai Xu's eyelashes cast shadows on her cheeks, and the corners of her lips in a natural state were straight, showing a bit of the lightness inherent in her temperament.

She is focused but not urgent, very calm, like the faint gray of a pencil across the paper.

Song Yingshi glanced at the content on the paper, and took another sip of water:

"your thoughts……"

Huai Xu should be casual: "What suggestion does Mr. Song have? There is still time to change it."

Song Ying paused slightly, her gaze slipped from her profile.

In the previous communication, Huai Xu added something that Song Yingshi hadn't thought of in the double C interaction.

Song Yingshi agreed after thinking about it, and then, the plan approved the opinions of her teammates.

At this moment, Song Yingshi mentioned it, but it was not because she was worried about the stage design itself, and she couldn't explain why, and the words blurted out at that moment.

Maybe the night was too late at this time, she had been busy all night, and her head was confused.

Song Yingshi shook her head: "Do you want some water?"

Huai Xu hadn't raised her head before. When she heard this, she stopped writing, turned her head to look at Song Ying, nodded and said:

"Thank you."

This sentence appeared between the two who just kissed yesterday, showing a bit of serious narrowness.

Song Yingshi glared at her, seeing Huaixu chuckled, she refilled her glass of water just now, and put it in front of her with strength:

"Drink you, and draw a picture after drinking."

It was two o'clock in the morning.

Rubber ash was scattered on the table, showing how many revisions they had made before they came to the final result.

Song Yingshi yawned with tears, and took out two napkins to clean up the table. At the beginning, Huai Xu took over.

"You go back to your room to wash and sleep first, and stagger the time. I'll go and see how they are training."

Their teammates did not rest either, and were working hard in the practice classroom.

After Huai Xu fell ill, they decided to end each night earlier, so as not to overwhelm another one, which was counterproductive.

But today when Huai Xu and Song Ying were staying up late, Kou Lengyu and the others couldn't sleep at ease when they went back, so they practiced and waited in the classroom.

There was no problem with Huai Xu's arrangement, so Song Yingshi went back to the dormitory first.

After Huaixu's sudden illness last night, and today's hastily arranged dance change, Song Yingshi's spirit has never really relaxed. At this time, she was walking alone on the too quiet way back to bed, and she felt a bit of peace.

No, it should be said that since the system assigned the task of asking for a kiss, she has never stopped, stretched like a string.

After all, it is a mandatory hidden mission. If you don't complete it, you will be killed directly. If you complete it, you will...

!

Song Yingshi suddenly stood still.

She said she seemed to have forgotten something!

The original words of the dog system are that the rewards for this task are very rich and special. Why has she completed it for more than a whole day and still hasn't received the reward?

Want to pay off?

Song Yingshi narrowed her eyes dangerously, and said softly:

"System, is there something you haven't done?"

This time, the system's response was long overdue:

"Congratulations to the host for completing the mandatory hidden task. The plug-ins required for the reward have been installed. Are you sure you want to receive the task reward?"

plugin?

Is it installed separately?Song Yingshi raised her eyebrows, it seems that the mission reward this time is really unusual.

Knowing that the system was not going to take the money and run away, Song Yingshi was not in a hurry for a while, she started to walk again, and yawned gracefully:

"I'll unwrap the presents after I pack them up."

After Song Yingshi finished speaking, no matter what the system thought, she went back to wash and wash her skin carelessly.

She leaned against the head of the bed and forced her eyelids to use the second beauty instrument before seeing Huai Xu come back.

Song Yingshi said: "Why is it so long?"

Huai Xu simply explained: "Wen Qingzi came to see me and asked a few questions."

Song Yingshi heard it, but her drowsy head couldn't understand the content of the words. It took two or three seconds to understand, and she slowly said "oh".

Huai Xu raised the corners of her lips, and her eyes softened for a moment: "Go to sleep, early sleep is best for the skin."

Song Yingshi's little train of thoughts slowly turned the corner, looking down at the beauty instrument that was still in operation.

Huai Xu thought she was staying up for skin care?Does she have a heart?

If she hadn't come back yet, Song Ying would have fallen asleep early.

Of course, Song Yingshi didn't think she was waiting for Huai Xu.It's just that Huai Xu was outside, and she couldn't fall asleep even when she lay down.

The sleepy Song Yingshi didn't want to talk to anyone, she slandered a few times in her heart, her face remained calm, she turned off the beauty instrument that was about to finish the skin care process, and put it on the bedside table.

Huai Xu was about to take a shower, but before entering the bathroom, she turned her head and glanced at Song Yingshi.

Song Yingshi's eyelids drooped lazily, her face lined with curly hair was a little too lazy to care for others, like a rose wrapped in cold flames.

Huai Xu leaned against the door frame and looked at it for a while, but only thought it was cute.In addition to being cute, it also makes her like it tightly.

She turned sideways and opened her lips and asked, "What makes you unhappy?"

Song Yingshi said: "No."

"it's me?"

"No."

"Really?"

"..."

Song Yingshi asked back: "If there is no thing, what is true or false?"

Huai Xu was dumb for a moment, then said after a pause, "I'll wash up first, wait for me, okay?"

Song Yingshi said, "I'm going to sleep."

Huai Xu looked indulgent: "Then good night, we will talk tomorrow during the day."

Song Yingshi looked straight ahead, out of the corner of her eye, Huaixu walked into the bathroom with a slim figure.

tomorrow?They all have to prepare for the third husband, and it's fine if they are not so busy that they don't touch the ground. There is no time to talk about the two of them.

Song Yingshi lay down under the quilt.

Even so, she was too lazy to wait for Huai Xu.She is sleepy.

Once the tense spirit is relaxed, the fatigue brought by it will sweep the whole body.Song Yingshi was really sleepy, and when she closed her eyes, she fell into a chaotic state of half dream and half awake.

At this moment, she heard the system say: "Host, are you still receiving rewards today?"

Song Yingshi buried her head in the pillow and let out a low moan.

Forget about this to-do list.

She said casually, "Speak."

System: "Please ask the host to check the gashapon machine, and attach a copy of the instruction manual."

"Brief summary: In the gashapon machine, the host can randomly obtain one of the following items: items that the host needs, items that the host wants, mysterious items, and many other gifts."

"Each gashapon needs different health points. When it first goes online, the host will be given a free gashapon experience. Please operate it."

The long-winded gashapon machine was launched, and Song Yingshi became conscious and stood up again.

She immediately checked her mind, and sure enough, there was an extra capsule machine that is common in three dimensions. The body is simple black and white, and there is no information, but it is special enough.

The system gave out a lot of information, and it was difficult for Song Yingshi to digest for a while, but Song Yingshi could hear clearly the final gift experience.

Free prostitution is not active, and there is a problem with thinking.

She immediately put the others aside first, and turned the gashapon machine in her mind according to the guidance in the dark.

A chubby thing rolled down from the gashapon machine exit.

System: "In 3 minutes, the item obtained by the host will appear in your hand, please be ready to receive it. I wish you a happy use."

Song Yingshi, a prostitute client, smiled and said, "It's easy to say."

This was the first time receiving a real object from the system, and Song Yingshi was really curious and looking forward to it.

After waiting for more than a minute, the gashapon didn't reach her, but the bathroom door opened first.

Song Ying subconsciously looked up.

Huai Xu was washed quickly today.

Huai Xu was also looking at her: "Didn't you say you're going to sleep?"

Song Ying was silent, with a casual expression, but she didn't lie: "I thought of some things that I didn't do, and I was delayed for a while."

Huai Xu wiped the water from her hair and looked at the clock: "Then do you want to chat?"

Song Yingshi paused.

She didn't know whether to talk or not.If two people sit down and have a heart-to-heart talk, they will inevitably be able to avoid last night and last night.And tonight is another night.

There are too many things hidden in the night, too many things can happen.

Song Yingshi lay back on the bed lazily: "It's over."

"Are you going to sleep?"

Song Yingshi stretched out her hand to pull the quilt, and gave an answer with practical actions.

Suddenly, something hard popped out of her palm, and just as she raised her hand, it slid to the ground along the falling quilt.

Ok?

What just fell?

Song Yingshi looked under the bed.

And the rectangular box rolled all the way out of the distance, and finally stopped at Huai Xu's feet.

Huaixu reached out to pick it up, and saw two large characters on the box that could not be ignored.

She read it in a low voice:

"Fingers?"

?

???

Song Yingshi reflected on what it was, and when she remembered what it was in the data, she froze on the bed.

Huai Xu's white fingers pinched the corners of the black box, looked at it for a while, and when she looked up at Song Ying, her usual cold voice was meaningful:

"This is……?"

"..."

Under Huai Xu's gaze, Song Yingshi grinned as usual:

"daily supplies."

Huaixu repeated: "Daily necessities?"

Song Yingshi was as indifferent as a chrysanthemum: "You haven't used it? Then you can use it, I have plenty of it."

The author has something to say: "Ji Cub's Diary": July 7, rain, small scene, I can bear it.