Engaged to a wealthy boss after being scum

Starting from the semi-finals, the performance venue of the talent contest will be arranged in the auditorium of thousands of people in the school, and the order of performance will be determined by lottery, and Su Chi just got the last one.

In order to match the repertoire for this competition, Su Chi specially invited a senior to help him prepare costumes and props.

The senior sister is the neighbor of Su Chi's family, and she is studying fashion design at the university next door.Senior sister likes to play cosplay since she was a child, and often posts about national style costumes in her circle of friends.In less than a week, the senior sister personally made a set of Hanfu for Su Chi.

On the day of the competition, other contestants had already dressed up and came to the backstage to prepare for the game. Su Chi, who was the last to appear, was in the dressing room with his senior sister, looking leisurely.

Su Chi sat in front of the dressing table and completely left it to the senior sister to handle.He had just put on the wig when his phone vibrated, and it was the video of the live game sent by Zhao Yang.

The first one to play was the senior of the vocal music department. The bel canto songs he sang were still in Russian. Su Chi didn't understand Russian. The senior's breathing was steady and normal. His score should not be low, but for Su Chi, it didn't cause pressure.

He put down his phone and saw himself in the mirror who had just put on a wig, hadn't made up or changed clothes, and couldn't help asking, "Sister, how long is it?"

"More than 50 minutes, are you in a hurry?" The senior sister was helping him stick his temples with glue.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Su Chi was the last one, and it would take at least an hour or two for his turn. Instead of waiting backstage or off the court, it would be better to sit in the dressing room and clean up.

The game starts at 02:30 in the afternoon, and it will be at least five o'clock after the complete end.After the game, the school will arrange a dinner party. It will take about one to two hours to eat, and I don't know when Uncle Wen will arrive.

Thinking of seeing Wen Yanting in the evening, Su Chi was unavoidably excited.

"What are you thinking, smiling so happily?" The senior sister was helping him draw his eyebrows.

Being noticed by others, Su Chi held his breath and said guiltily, "No, it's nothing."

"Xiao Chi, you look cute when you are shy, and your ears are all pink." The senior sister had a carefree personality, and tapped the tips of his ears with an eyebrow pencil.

Su Chi touched his ears subconsciously, "No."

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Senior sister couldn't help gossiping,

Su Chi didn't intend to lie, "Sister, I don't like girls."

"Oh, does that have a boyfriend?"

Su Chi thought for a moment, he and Uncle Wen were not considered to be in a romantic relationship.If you are in love, you must like each other, but Uncle Wen never said that you like him.

Are they probably in a nurturing relationship?

"No boyfriend." Su Chi answered truthfully.

"You are so cute, do you want senior to introduce you a handsome guy?"

"No, thank you senior." He still has Uncle Wen to raise, and it's hard to raise Uncle Wen when he's in a relationship.

He doesn't need a boyfriend, all he needs is Uncle Wen.

"Little Chi, what are you thinking about?"

"No." Su Chi immediately withdrew his strange train of thought. He was going to play a sad piece later, and his joyful mood would affect his performance.

Another WeChat message came over.

It was still the live video sent by Zhao Yang, with four words below it.

Zhao Yang: "He's cold again."

Zhao Yang: "Garbage, no challenge."

Su Chi clicked on the video, it was Han Bingyu.

Ever since Su Chi made him lose face at the last opening ceremony, this Han Bingyu almost regarded Su Chi as his old enemy.The two are in different departments. As long as there is a competition that Su Chi has participated in, he must also participate.

It is said that Han Bingyu was born in a family of artists, and his parents are well-known figures in the circle.

Han Bingyu is a guitarist. His professional ability is considered top-notch, and his family has connections, so it should be easy for him to debut.

The only bad point is that this person's psychological quality is extremely poor.From the last match against Su Chi, it can be seen that he had a good foundation, but he was beaten back again and again by Su Chi's formation.

Today's performance is still the same. In the video, Han Bingyu is dressed in a punk style, with a dazzling golden electric guitar on his back, singing an explosive song.At first glance, he is really handsome. From the feedback from the surrounding audience, it can be seen that the atmosphere off the court is very exciting, but most of them are laymen joining in the fun.

An insider can tell when he hears it that his plucking timing is half a beat slow, and the pitch has also gone out several times.

Looking carefully at Han Bingyu's left hand, he couldn't even control the taste, and the strings were weak.As a mature guitarist, how could he be so nervous?

After watching the video twice, the senior put on her makeup and asked Su Chi to change.

Su Chi took back his phone and looked at himself in the mirror by the way. He gasped, being frightened by himself.

"How is it, are you satisfied?" The senior sister hugged her shoulders, stood behind him and blinked, as if admiring a perfect work of art.

Su Chi's song today is to express the piano player's longing for the deceased lover. The senior sister specially painted a touch of red at the end of the eye, and in the process of applying eye makeup, due to eye discomfort, there are still water stains on the slender eyelashes , which makes people feel compassionate.

"And this tear mole in the corner of your eye, it just adds points to the whole makeup."

The corner of the senior sister's raised lips couldn't be put down at all, "If you have a boyfriend in the future, your boyfriend will hold you down on the bed and force you to do this and that."

"While panting, you are begging for mercy with red eyes, it's so cool."

Su Chi: "..."

Su Chi's face turned blue, and he didn't want to speak at all.

Senpai is so scary.

"Okay, let's go change." The senior sister took out a set of pure white Hanfu from the suitcase and handed it to Su Chi.

Su Chi was completely dumbfounded when he saw the three layers of silk clothing on the inside and outside, "Is this how you want to wear it?"

"I'll help you."

Hanfu is troublesome to wear, but the advantage is that you don't need to take off your close-fitting clothes.Su Chi was wearing a half-sleeve T-shirt on the upper body, and a pair of sweatpants on the lower body. It took more than ten minutes for her senior to put on the clothes completely.

Finally, Senpai tied a thin, pure white ribbon on his bun as an ornament.

After changing his clothes, Su Chi looked at himself in the mirror again, it was even more unreal.

He is so pitiful now, it really is the pain of losing his husband!

At this time, the phone vibrated.

Zhao Yang: "Are you alright? It's the penultimate program."

"Well, come here now."

After saying goodbye to his senior sister, Su Chi came out of the dressing room. He would first go to the showroom at the end of the corridor to get the guqin, and then go backstage to prepare for the stage.

At this time, everyone was watching the game, and the corridor was empty except for Su Chi.

Su Chi opened the door of the showroom. Before the competition, all the players' instruments were placed in this room. He was the last one, and only his instruments were left in the room.

Su Chi came to the backstage holding the guqin, just in time for the No. 2 player from the bottom to end the competition, and the judges were scoring.

Su Chi opened the guqin case. Time was a little tight, so he didn't have time to check it, so he handed it to the staff directly.

The penultimate contestant had left, and the host announced Su Chi's name.

Su Chi was already well-known in school, and he heard warm applause from the audience.

The host left, the lights were turned off, and two staff members moved the guqin to the stage.

Su Chi walked onto the stage slowly in total darkness, and could still speak rustlingly off the stage.

"Did you come up? I can't see anything clearly."

"It seems that I saw a figure sitting there just now, not sure."

Su Chi sat on the stool, his vision was dim, and he adjusted his sitting position in the dark.

He put both hands on the qin and plucked the strings, and the melodious and melodious sound of the qin resounded throughout the auditorium.

"Come, come, really come!"

"Is it the sound of Guzheng?"

"Why don't you turn on the light? Is the light broken?"

"Just hearing the sound but not seeing anyone, I'm dying of anxiety."

A beam of spotlights passed down from above Su Chi's head. In the dimly lit auditorium, Su Chi, who was dressed in white, was the only light source in the eyes of thousands of people.

Shiny and dazzling.

"Wow! It's so beautiful!"

"Master Pianpian, I love you!"

"What kind of ideal is this?"

Following Su Chi's next sound, the audience fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes were on him.

Su Chi lowered his eyes and focused his attention on the strings. He automatically entered into sadness, imagining that he was a bitter lover who missed his dead husband.

All emotions are plucked with the strings.

"!"

When the hand slipped to the first string and the thirteen emblems, Su Chi's fingertips hurt, and the loosened string lost its tune.

He raised his ring finger, and a small drop of blood oozes out along the fingertip.

Su Chi looked along the light, and there was a faint metallic luster reflected in the gap in the corner of the crown. He moved towards that position, and a small blade was pulled out.

Qin, he checked it last night to make sure everything was safe, there was no way this kind of thing would happen.

Someone obviously didn't want him to be in the finals, sneaked into the showroom while he was doing his makeup, and stuffed this thing to kill him.

Seeing that Su Chi's piano sound had stopped and his expression was not quite right, there was an uproar in the audience.Even the host is ready to come up to check the situation.

No matter what it is, the game will continue. The pain in his fingertips makes Su Chi feel a little uncomfortable, and his sensitive eyes are full of tears.

Su Chi looked at the blood on his fingertips, lowered his eyelashes, and tears slowly flowed down his eye sockets.

He pulled out the white ribbon on his head, wrapped it around his fingertips, and continued to play the next piece.

The fingertips are wrapped with ribbons, and although the texture is extremely thin, the pain and distorted pitch still affect the pitch.Under the circumstances at the time, it was precisely because of this incompletely accurate tone that the violinist's longing and grief for his lost lover were more vividly expressed.

Think but not, love into the bone marrow.

Everything is well controlled.

"Was it a performance just now?"

"Oh my god, it's so realistic. I was so scared by him. My heart aches. The parting of my lover really hurts too much."

"Is he a genius? He even thought of such a thing."

"Stop talking, just watch the show."

At the end of the song, Su Chi was still sitting beside the piano, stroking the surface of the piano with his fingertips.He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood up slowly, and untied the white hairband that was dyed red.

Su Chi wrapped her hairband around the string that hurt her fingertips, and bowed her head to leave a kiss. With a lonely back, she slowly stepped off the stage.

So far, the surrounding applause one after another.

Some viewers sobbed because they were too involved.

"It's so distressing, why are you so sad?"

"Absolutely!"

Because of others' malicious framing, the ten judges and thousands of spectators were moved by accident. Su Chi finally entered the final with a perfect score.

He walked off the podium, Zhao Yang was in the background, waving at him excitedly.

"Brother Chi, you are the best actor, right? Your acting is too real. With your fake blood, you can see it clearly from the audience."

"You don't know, the girl next to me is crying."

"That's my true blood." When someone mentioned it, Su Chi's hand, which he didn't feel before, felt pain again.

"What?"

"Have you got a Band-Aid?"

Only then did Zhao Yang see the wound on Su Chi's hand, and he actually took out a Band-Aid from his schoolbag and gave it to him, "I'll go, you...the fuck really cut your own hand for this? Isn't it crazy? "

Su Chi stuck the injured wound, "I don't have that much free time."

"Didn't you do it yourself?" Zhao Yang was not stupid, he approached Su Chi and asked in a low voice, "It couldn't be Han Bingyu, could it?"

"Before you figure out the situation, don't guess." Su Chi didn't want to take advantage of any bad guy, but he didn't like feeling wronged. "Now I only have a blade as evidence."

Zhao Yang looked at the extremely small blade wrapped in Su Chi's hand, "Damn it, it must be him. Look at his performance today, he must have a ghost in his heart."

"Grass." Zhao Yang rolled up his sleeves and walked away.

Su Chi stopped him, "Why are you going?"

"Look for that idiot to force you to settle the score!"

"You don't have conclusive evidence now, so he can deny it." Su Chi is much more sober than Zhao Yang, "If you do something to him, he can still sue you for using violence, and you will be demerited."

Su Chi was grateful to Zhao Yang for helping him vent his anger, but now is not the time to get angry.

"Then what should I do? Is it so cheap for him?"

"Hasn't he already had his retribution?" According to Han Bingyu's strength, it is not a big problem to enter the finals, but he was directly eliminated because of his abnormal performance today. "We will talk about it after I collect the evidence."

"What are you going to do now?"

Su Chi looked at his watch, "I'm going to take off my makeup and prepare for the dinner party."

Now he is clearly in the dark, if he is too excited, the other party will obviously notice.It would be better to stand still temporarily and let the enemy take it lightly, but it would be easier to show his feet.

Zhao Yang: "..."

In terms of mentality, I will take you brother Chi.

After the game, all the contestants and the judges came to the restaurant at the school gate for dinner.

Of course, Han Bingyu did not show up on the grounds that he was unwell, and it turned out that he had a ghost in his heart.

Su Chi was not interested in eating and was always on his phone.Since this afternoon, Wen Yanting has been out of contact. Su Chi sent him two WeChat messages but did not receive a reply.

Why is Uncle Wen still missing it?

Before going to eat, Su Chi went to the hospital. The surface of the blade that scratched his hand was covered with rust, and the strings were not clean. On the doctor's suggestion, he had a tetanus shot and prescribed some anti-inflammatory drugs .

The doctor specifically told him not to drink alcohol after taking the medicine. If he didn't drink alcohol, but let Uncle Wen come all the way to pick him up, would it be considered a lie?

From noon until now, Uncle Wen still hasn't contacted him. The last message was the location of the hotel sent by Su Chi.

Su Chi sent another message.

"If I hadn't been drinking, would Uncle Wen have come to pick me up? /Poor"

Su Chi didn't expect to receive a reply, he took back his phone and picked up his teacup.

A message pops up on the phone.

"Meeting"

"I’m waiting for you."

The author has something to say: Su Chi: Uncle Wen is going to take me to a room, fly up happily! 【bushi】

感谢在2021-12-1608:38:05~2021-12-1708:04:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Xi Lan 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Z&W 3 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!