After chasing wife crematorium HE, double gave birth

When Fang Ling returned to the stage in a hurry, it happened to be the end of another performance, and the lights of the entire stage dimmed, let alone the bright side of the stage.

"Senior, you're back!" Geng Mingzhe was the first to see Fang Ling, and immediately went up to him excitedly.

Geng Mingzhe handed over the microphone first, and then passed the small card in his hand forward, "There will be three No.20 programs later, here are the lines, do you want to read it first?"

Fang Ling recalled the No.20 three programs, "No, I remember."

In just two or three sentences, the stage lights gradually turned on.

Miao Wan hurried over and looked at Fang Ling with a smile, "Senior, let me go up with you this time. Ban Jing has walked with you many times, and now it's my turn!"

Ban Jing pursed her lips.

Alright, you are the director and you have the final say.

So Miao Wan took Fang Fangling's hand and went on stage with him.The moment the two came out together, there were high and low exclamations in the venue.

"Ah, look, the senior in the white suit is back!"

"Okay, I'm satisfied."

"Compared to the sunshine and handsomeness of another senior, I still prefer this senior's gentle and non-aggressive temperament."

The two walked to the middle of the stage together.

Miao Wan spoke first: "My hometown will always be the place we cherish the most. Throughout the ages, many literati and poets have written poems to commemorate their hometown."

According to the procedure, after Miao Wan finished speaking, Fang Ling should answer.In fact, it was true. Fang Ling raised his hand holding the microphone, and was about to answer.

only--

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Suddenly there were two extremely loud screams below, which seemed to be a switch that was activated, and the screams became higher and higher after that.

Fang Ling was stunned, not knowing why.

The camera was always aimed at the two masters of ceremonies, and their expressions were presented on all the big screens in the auditorium through the camera.

On that screen, everyone was obviously stunned when they saw the boy in the white suit, with a hint of confusion in their eyes.

He wears a black bow tie around his neck and a white suit, gentle and elegant.However, the red nails on his hands made this pure warmth give birth to a touch of strangeness.

Unexpectedly, he didn't know it, his eyes were still like the wind blowing in the field in spring, peaceful and gentle.

This scene was also seen by Zhao Shun who hurriedly followed after taking off his makeup first.

The same as the focus of everyone's eyes, he also saw the red nails on Fang Ling's hand that had not been removed.

"Concubine, I like you!!!" A loud voice burst out from an unknown corner.

And the shout turned out to be a male voice.

Zhao Shun's face darkened immediately, and his whole body suddenly became irritable, "Fuck, which idiot is so undisciplined, don't you know how to be quiet? Why are you shouting!!"

After saying this, the audience yelled "The imperial concubine looks at me" or "The imperial concubine I like you" more and more excitedly.

Zhao Shun had a handsome face and was cursing, "Both of them are crazy, but they still like them? Do you know what liking is?"

Ding Dayan next to him: "..."

Fang Ling still didn't know where the problem was, but a qualified master of ceremonies must never allow too much blank time on the stage, he must bridge it.

So Fang Ling quickly answered: "From 'Where is the rural pass at sunset, the Yanbo River makes people sad' to 'Nostalgia is a small stamp, I am here, and my mother is there', from ancient times to the present. , the hometown carries too much of our longing and sorrow.” [1]

Miao Wan nodded, "Yes, even if one day we are no longer young and forget many people and things, our hometown will still not fade in our memory."

Fang Ling: "Next, please enjoy the sketch "Hometown" brought by Class 22 of Senior High School!"

After the two announced the curtain, the lights on the stage dimmed layer by layer, and it was time for the master of ceremonies to leave.

"Young concubine, stop!!" Someone shouted from below, the voice was particularly penetrating.

After cursing all the way, Zhao Shun, who returned to his seat, suddenly had veins twitching on his forehead. He was sitting in the audience area, so he could hear all kinds of voices.

For example on the left:

"I know, I know, he is Fang Ling from Class Nine! I saw him in the teacher's office before, and I listened to him, as if he was sent to the imperial capital to participate in an English competition with Shi Yi from our class. All in all, he was a great guy.”

"I didn't expect him to dance so well. If you said I'd go to talk to him later, would he talk to me?"

"It should be, I heard Shi Yi said that his temper is super good..."

Zhao Shun couldn't help clenching his fists.

Just like accumulating power in the game's ultimate move, that sentence was heard in the ear, which filled Zhao Shun's sour reading value by one-third.

And on the right:

"I know him. He is the Fang Ling that our biology teacher often praises. He got full marks in both the monthly exam and the mid-term exam. He made Lao Li happy. But I didn't expect him to dance so easily. Could it be? Is it the type of God rewarding rice?"

"He looked really good just now, so he saw that I wanted to rush up to the stage, take off Tang Xuanzong's dragon robe, and put it on himself directly!!"

"Yeah, I don't know if he has a girlfriend..."

Zhao Shun's clenched fist relaxed and tightened, tightened and then relaxed again, and there were obvious blue meridians stretched out on the back of his hand.

In that discussion, Zhao Shun's invisible sour value was filled by another third of the reading bar.

Suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder, and Zhao Shun's tense muscles relaxed, as if he had escaped from some unspeakable nightmare.

He turned around and saw that it was his deskmate Song Jianyuan.

"Brother Shun, I want to ask you something." Song Jianyuan stuck between the two seats from behind in a strange posture.

Zhao Shun: "Say."

Song Jianyuan scratched his head shyly, "Well, I knew a cute school girl before, she just came to ask me what Fang Ling's special hobbies are, brother Shun, you get closer to Fang Ling, I think you must know of."

Zhao Shun gritted his teeth, and every word he said seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, "Give you three seconds to get back, or I will beat someone!"

Without even a second, Song Jianyuan swished back.

Zhao Shun took two quick breaths.

But there is nowhere to put the sourness that was full, like the torrential rain recorded in "Genesis" that lasted for forty days, and finally converged into the acid of the vast ocean.

Zhao Shun felt that he had to do something, so he asked some students who did not participate in the performance for some photos of him and Fang Ling.

After careful selection, Zhao Shun acted.

***

It was only after Fang Ling stepped down and was informed by Geng Mingzhe that he realized what had gone wrong.

His nails are not removed!

"I left in such a hurry that I forgot." Fang Ling looked at his hands helplessly.

Originally, he wanted to secretly withdraw after the performance. It would be best if no one knew that he had worn women's clothing, but he did not expect to show his secrets in a blink of an eye when he came on stage.

Fang Ling explained and left, "I'll get the nail polish off first."

After the performance of this show, the next show will be announced by the other two masters of ceremonies, and then it will be his turn after another show.

So counting, Fang Ling has two shows and two shows.

"Fang Ling!" Fang Ling looked over there subconsciously, and then saw Ding Tian.

This is the side of the stage, and people are generally not allowed to come here, so Ding Tian stood far away.

Fang Ling walked over.

Ding Tian quickly glanced at his hand, and whispered, "I've come to make amends."

Fang Ling understood immediately, so he followed her to the inner lounge.

When removing Fang Ling's nails, Ding Tian was actually a little nervous, but she found that Fang Ling was looking at his phone after sitting down, and she didn't say much, so she couldn't help but relax a little.

Fang Ling was reading the information.

After he left the field, many people sent him messages. There was a row of red dots in his message list. Many people who would not contact him usually send him messages now.

But no matter how many people there are, Zhao Shun is definitely the one who stands out among them.

The reason is related to him. Others can send up to four messages, but Zhao Shun sent him more than [-] messages.

Even if someone else sent a message and stepped on Zhao Shun's message box, he persevered and continued to drip Fang Ling, and then climbed up.

Zhao Shun's frames are always on top.

For example, now, in just a short while, Zhao Shun sent him a bunch of messages.

[Student Xiao Zhao]: Fang Ling, you didn't clean your nails!

[Student Xiao Zhao]: Someone asked me for your information just now, so I didn't tell him!

……

[Student Xiao Zhao]: (photo) (photo) (photo)

[Student Xiao Zhao]: Fang Ling, what do you think of these photos?

Fang Ling clicked on one and found that it was a photo of the two of them on stage.

In the photo, he was lying obliquely in Zhao Shun's arms dressed in red, and was firmly caught by the other party; Zhao Shun raised his hand, looked at him with his chin slightly retracted, his fingertips just touched the golden mask on his face, It seems to take off the mask.

The expensive shooting equipment is very powerful. After the photo is enlarged, Fang Ling can even clearly see his own eyelashes.

The photo was definitely not taken by Zhao Shun, but I have to say that the angle and timing of this shot are quite good.

[Student Xiao Zhao]: Fang Ling, I posted it on Moments!

Fang Ling paused, clicked on Zhao Shun's profile picture, went directly to his personal page, and sent it to Moments from the page.

Zhao Shun really posted on Moments.

And not only the photos, but also the video, the video is still the song and dance video of "The Drunken Concubine", but the video is not complete, only the 20 seconds before and after Zhao Shun took off his mask when he fell into Zhao Shun's arms.

After Ding Tian took off Fang Ling's hand, she was about to say yes to him, but when she raised her eyes, she saw Fang Ling looking at the phone, with a beautiful arc on the corner of her mouth.

For male lovers, Ding Tian has always been carefree, but at this moment he was still dumbfounded.

She is one of the backup dancers in "The Drunken Concubine". When she came on stage, she focused most of her attention on herself, trying to get the beat right and try not to make mistakes, so she was not as shocked as the audience.

Looking at it from a very close distance, and there are only her and Fang Ling around, Ding Tian is a little bit caught by this wave of male sex, "Fang Ling, this hand is healed..."

Fang Ling looked at it, and it was indeed removed, so he took the phone in one hand and passed the other hand over.

Ding Tian continued to remove her armor, but when she removed her hand, her movements were much slower.

The phone is still vibrating.

[Student Xiao Zhao]: Fang Ling, after the event, you emcee should not have to stay in the auditorium anymore.

［□］: It should not be used. There are janitors for the finishing work.

***

[Student Xiaofang]: It should not be used. There are janitors for the finishing work.

Zhao Shun's body shook, and his breathing subconsciously tightened.

Fang Ling texted him back!

Sure enough, as long as you persevere, you will succeed~

［Z］: Then can we have a midnight snack together?You've had a busy night tonight and need to refuel.

[Student Xiaofang]: Only us?

Zhao Shun's eyes trembled slightly, he didn't think he needed any restraint or restraint.

He just wanted to pursue Fang Ling, so of course it was straightforward.

［Z］: Yes, just the two of us!May I?

After sending out this sentence, Zhao Shun grabbed his phone and waited for a reply, but he waited and waited, but the message did not arrive. He saw the stage lights in front of him change, and Fang Ling walked out with a girl holding his arm.

Before I knew it, two more shows passed.

Zhao Shun immediately put down his cell phone, picked up the DSLR hanging around his neck and took a few shots vigorously, and then changed to the small seven-color light sign.

Fang Ling look here, look at me!

Look at me! !

Shocked by the phone on his lap, Zhao Shun subconsciously wanted to take it, but then remembered——

Fang Ling is on stage now, it is definitely impossible to send him a message.

That is to leave it alone.

After the curtain call was over and the two left, Zhao Shun couldn't see Fang Ling at all, so he reluctantly looked away.

At this time, I was free to take my phone, and after unlocking it with my fingerprint, I opened the WeChat page.

[Discovery] On that icon, there is a red dot marked "57" at the moment.Zhao Shun didn't even look at the likes, and just looked at who was looking for him.

[Yue Chen]: Shunzi, is that beautiful woman in red in your circle of friends your classmate?

[Yue Chen]: Others can't tell, but they can't hide from my eyes, he is definitely a boy~

[Yue Chen]: Shunzi, quickly give me his contact information, I want to chase him!

Zhao Shun's face turned black immediately.He didn't want to talk to this guy at first, but he felt very uncomfortable if he didn't scold him again.

［Z］: Don't miss him, you have [-] boyfriends!You're so playful, just let it go if you like to play, don't go to him! !

After a pause, Zhao Shun continued to send messages with a sullen face.

［Z］: You must remember this for me, otherwise don’t blame us for not having brothers to do it!

[Z]: (Big Sword.jpg)

The remark showed "the other party is typing", but it quickly returned to "Yue Chen". After several times, the message was sent.

[Yue Chen]: Shunzi, the emperor can't tolerate me anymore, I have to transfer back next semester, students with household registration in city A have to go back to city A for the college entrance examination.

Zhao Shun's eyebrows twitched.

［Z］: Are you coming to Jinghai?

[Yue Chen]: Of course, city A has the best educational resources there. Even if I say no, my mother won't allow it.It has been more than two years since I left, I miss City A so much~

Zhao Shun chatted with him for a few more words, so he didn't have time to watch the art show and the chat ended.

Yue Chen was his junior high school classmate, he was in the same class as Ji Qingping and Yue Chen junior high school.

But when he was in high school, Yue Chen's father wanted to move the company's headquarters to the capital, so the whole family moved with him.

He has a good relationship with Yue Chen. He knows that guy likes to tease pretty boys since he was a child, and he also knows that after Yue Chen entered high school, his boyfriends changed one after another.

This guy is so smooth-tongued that he can say flowers out of his mouth. It is said that the boys who had sex with him never said anything bad about him even after they separated.

Zhao Shun didn't like this, but it wouldn't alienate his good brother.

However, watching the performance on the stage, for some reason, Zhao Shun couldn't watch it at all, and he felt more and more upset.

Yue Chen wanted to transfer to another school. With the other party's ability to seduce people's hearts and gossip everywhere, he was really afraid that Fang Ling, who had no relationship experience, would be cheated away.

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, as if he had become a drowning man holding an old life jacket. From time to time, he fell into the bottom of the water because of the lack of air in the life jacket, suffocating and panicking.

Zhao Shun couldn't imagine that Fang Ling had another boyfriend, and he felt that he would be out of breath.

Humbled.

It wasn't until the last show was over, it was past ten o'clock, and the masters of ceremonies came to the stage to take the curtain call, that Zhao Shun suddenly came to his senses.

He stood up abruptly, and walked backstage without turning his head amid Ding Dayan's shouts beside him.

"Brother Shun, do you want your DSLR?"

Thinking of the photos in the camera, Zhao Shun paused, but quickly said, "You help me take it back."

Although Yue Chen said he was playful, Zhao Shun knew that he still had a bottom line, at least that guy would not attack his brother's partner.

He is going to find Fang Ling!

He wants to confess to Fang Ling again!