Dressed as the school grass of the heartthrob [the past wears the present]

Nie Wuyi: "Song Yu, you can draw me one later, I also want to draw a more handsome one."

Song Yu looked at Jiang Wang and Han Xing, and winked at them: "Jiang Wang, Han Xing, Nie Wuyi will be handed over to you, you can do whatever you want, the more coquettish the painting, the better."

"Okay." The two girls stared at Nie Wuyi like wolves, and they couldn't wait to make a move.

Nie Wuyi covered his face with his hands, and retreated like a weak little girl, "You two, what are you going to do to my peerless beauty?"

"Hey hey hey!" Jiang Wang and Han Xing rushed over and dragged him to a chair and sat down. Han Xing said, "Jiang Wang, come and draw his left eye, and I'll draw his right eye."

When Nie Wuyi heard this, he immediately knelt down, "After the two of you finish painting, can I go on stage and act as a clown?"

Jiang Wang dragged him up, patted his chest and said, "Brother Wuyi, you have to trust us boldly."

Nie Wuyi had given up struggling a long time ago. He deeply realized that he was a clown and was bullied by his brothers and sisters every day.

Seeing Nie Wuyi's death-defying expression in the long mirror, Jiang Yun thought it was funny, and the corners of his mouth slightly pursed. Song Yu saw this little gesture, and he comforted him, "Don't worry, my craft is doing well."

"Close your eyes."

Jiang Yun really closed his eyes obediently, letting him paint as he pleases.He felt a cool pen tip moving on his eyelids, Song Yu raised his chin with his left hand, and lifted it up a little bit.

Jiang Yun is now in a posture of looking up, and Song Yu's thumb is placed next to his lower lip, as long as he moves up a little bit, it will touch his lip.

Song Yu's head was directly above his face, just blocking the glaring incandescent light on the ceiling, Jiang Yun felt his eyes were very comfortable.

Surrounded by his pleasant fragrance, Jiang Yun felt that he was about to fall into this intoxicating smell.

"Okay." Song Yu's hand hooked a stroke at the end of his eyes, and then it was over.

He left Jiang Yun's side, and as soon as he left, the dazzling light above his head hit Jiang Yun's eyelids, and he immediately lowered his head and looked at himself in the glasses.

The self in the mirror is very different from the usual self. The person inside, with his bangs lifted up, looks a hundred times more energetic, as if he is a different person. When his face is put down, his bangs are Delicate type, after being lifted up like this, it becomes a cool type.

Plus the black eyeliner that Song Yu drew on him, those two eyes were full of endless enchantment and charm, Jiang Yun stood in front of the mirror for a long time, he slowly stroked his face, he couldn't believe that he was looking at the mirror in the mirror What did he see in it? He saw his past self, the big devil Jiang Liuchen who killed the world in the past.

Now his appearance is really too much like him before, tall and ruthless, defiant.

"What? Surprised by my painting skills?" Song Yu saw him standing there blankly, and hooked his shoulders.

Jiang Yun said slowly, "Thank you."

"Huh?" Song Yu felt very puzzled when he heard these three words, "Is there no hallucination in my ears? Did you just thank me? Just because I painted you a nice makeup?"

"Thank you for letting me see myself."

Thank you for reminding me when I was about to forget who I am, that I have another identity.

Thank you also for allowing me to find another real self hidden in the body in this strange world.

"Ah?" Song Yu frowned on the left side, puzzled and said, "Although I know every word you said, why can't I understand it after connecting them together?"

Jiang Yun: "..."

Facing the mirror, Song Yu quickly drew two eyeliners on himself.

"Song Yu, come and save me!" Nie Wuyi shouted from the side, the cry was as tragic as when the pig was drenched in boiling water when slaughtering a pig.

Song Yu walked over to take a look, and almost fell to the ground laughing, "Hahaha, hahaha."

Jiang Yun also took a look, and couldn't help covering his mouth and snickering.

"What are you laughing at? Han Xing and I can't draw well?" Jiang Wang pouted, his face full of displeasure.

"It's okay to draw, the main thing is that hair...hahahaha." Song Yu laughed until he beat his chest.

I saw that Nie Wuyi's eyes were not only painted with eyeliner, but also with eyeshadow. Although Han Xing and Jiang Wang painted one side alone, they still controlled it very well.

However, that hair... is a bit spicy for the eyes.

Nie Wuyi's face is a bit tougher, deeper than Song Yu's and Jiang Yun's. It's such a tough face, and now there are two small braids on the head, which are very short. It came out from the top of the hair on the left and right sides, and turned into two round catkins hanging down.

"Are you Nezha? Hahahaha!" Song Yu really couldn't stand it anymore, the point is that Nie Wuyi still used his current image to wink at everyone.

Nie Wuyi: "Song Yu, save me! If I come on stage like this, then our show will no longer be a dance, but a skit!"

"Wait a minute, stop laughing. It's not what you think! We haven't finished it yet." Han Xing pushed Song Yu and the others away, and continued to make the braid for Nie Wuyi.

They just got half of it, and the braid only reached the top of the hair, and the braid was not finished yet. They continued to braid the hair to the back, all the way to the back of the neck, and then combined the two into one to form a small braid.

"Okay, it's finished." Han Xing backed away satisfied, and took a look from a distance, "Handsome!"

Jiang Wang recruited Jiang Yun and the others to have a look, "Look, isn't it much cooler now?"

Jiang dizzy nodded and said: "It is true that I have nothing to do with Nezha."

Song Yu jokingly said: "It's okay, now this appearance will basically not hold us back."

"Song Xiaoyu, isn't it itchy? Does my elder brother still need your approval for his good looks?" Nie Wuyi stood up from the stool, he was finally out of the sea of ​​suffering.

Song Yu: "What are you doing? How dare you talk to your captain like this?"

Nie Wuyi: "Anyway, you are our captain for the last day, and you can only use power for personal gain this day."

Jiang Yun suddenly spoke, his voice vibrating, and said: "He is our eternal captain."

"Yes, Song Yu is our eternal captain!" The four female team members next to him also rushed over and said.

Song Yu smiled and asked: "The captain asks you, what is our goal today?"

"No.1." A girl said.

"Wrong!" Song Yu made a no gesture, and then he said loudly: "Our goal is to win the most shouts in the audience!"

"Yes, I agree with the captain."

"come on!"

After a group of them finished cheering here, Han Xing and Jiang Wang hadn't left yet, Han Xing pushed Jiang Wang from behind, pushing her towards Jiang Yun's side.

Jiang Yun had already noticed the strange movements of the two of them. He hesitated there for a long time but didn't dare to come and say it. He couldn't stand it anymore and asked, "Jiang Wang, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Wang showed him a malicious smile, "Brother, I just have something to ask for your help."

As soon as you hear it, you know it's not a good thing.

"what's up?"

Jiang Wang scratched his ears, and said weakly, "That's right, aren't we going to perform a skit later? Other students in our class have come to send flowers. Can you come too...give me some?"

Jiang Yun saw through her at a glance, "You want brother to make you popular, don't you?"

Jiang Wang shook his head violently, "No, the main reason is that I have boasted to them that my brother will come to present flowers to me. If you don't come, it will be too embarrassing."

Jiang Yun: "..."

He asked, "Where are the flowers?"

"In the school mail room, bro, did you agree?" Jiang Wang jumped up excitedly.

Jiang Yun asked again: "What's the number of your class?"

"No. [-], we are the ninth performance." Jiang Wang was so happy that he carried himself away, "Brother, you can go to the mail room to get the flowers later. It's a bouquet of roses with a pink bow tied underneath."

Jiang dizzy nodded, "Understood."

Han Xing said enviously: "It's great to have such a good tool man brother."

When Jiang fainted, his face darkened again, "..."

The singing and dancing competition was held on the playground on the first floor of the teaching building. The stage was set up on a flag-raising platform. The judges were seated in the first row, and the teachers and staff were seated in the next few rows, followed by junior high and high school grades.

Jiang Yun and his class were last in line again. The head teacher went to the front to talk about the matter and asked the class leader to control the discipline first. As a result, they took the lead in cracking sunflower seeds here.

The scenery at the end is actually not bad, except that it is a little far away from the stage, everything else is good, if you want to stand up, you can stand up, and no one behind will scold them for blocking the view.Everyone surrounded the stools and set up a dragon gate array. Nie Wuyi bought a bag of spiced melon seeds, and everyone rushed to smash them.

"Wow, look at the beauty." The boys in the class stood up and stared at the host on the stage.Every time this kind of event is held, it is a great opportunity to look at the beauties and handsome men in an open and aboveboard manner.

On the stage, the host is now opening. There are a total of six hosts on it, four women and two men.

Song Yu took a look, "Hey, isn't that your rumored girlfriend?"

One of the hostesses on the stage was He Jiaran. She was wearing a white long dress today, with a plush shawl of the same color on her shoulders, her long straight black hair was partly pulled up, and she wore two sparkling sparkles on her ears. The thin hoop earrings, standing on the stage, like a Snow White, attracted the attention of countless boys.

Jiang Yun threw a melon seed in his hand towards him, and hit him firmly on the cheek, "Your words have reminded me, should I find myself a new rumored girlfriend?"

Song Yu caught the melon seed, peeled it and ate it, and asked casually, "Who are you looking for?"

Jiang Yun turned his head and smiled, straight to the ground, his smile was unpredictable, "What do you think?"

Song Yu was flustered by his gaze, and pulled Nie Wuyi to change positions, pretending to watch the show seriously.