"True or false?! Why? You, how could you be willing to borrow such an important thing?"

When Feng Jing heard that Qin was willing to borrow a skirt, she immediately pricked up her ears and looked at the girl suspiciously.

Qin actually glanced at Feng Jing, turned to look at Huáng Ying, shrugged his shoulders and stopped answering her.

The next day, the three of them got up early, but Qin actually packed out the suitcase and called the bus company again, confirming that he sent Qin Julai a WeChat message after the school gate at 7:00 tomorrow morning, asking if he could get along with " "Dad" to pick him up together, after all, he is always more comfortable in front of his peers.

Qin Julai quickly replied to her.

Qin actually thought that he was quite good, and he didn't know if he would like the gift he bought.

When she was on the phone, Feng Jing kept her ears pricked up beside her. Qin actually wanted to play her with Fan Chuan, but when she thought about it, she found it very troublesome.

Fan Chuan's National Day PARTY is the plot in the original book, including the events that are about to happen tonight. During this time, she has actually been trying to stay away from the plot, but unfortunately it doesn't seem to have much impact.

She didn't know whether there was any "destined" magnetic field in this book-wearing world, and it was still unknown when and how the plot of the original book deviates.

Qin actually took a breath, and simply dressed up, and gave the skirt to Huáng Ying.

Huáng Ying also operated at the limit, and found a European-style retro coffee shop near the school. Took a friend to shoot all morning before coming back.

At noon, for the first time, she brought a piece of fried rice noodles to Qin Jun and Feng Jing, and Qin Jun transferred the meal money without saying a word.

Huáng Ying was stunned for a moment, and said a little embarrassedly: "You are actually a gān, you lend me a skirt, what's wrong with me treating you to a meal."

Qin actually said without turning his head: "One yard is one yard."

"What is one yardage to one yardage? It's like you owe me something."

Qin actually replied vaguely: "You will know soon."

Since we were going to put on makeup in the afternoon, the staff specifically instructed us not to eat before the performance, so that everyone could be full in advance. At four o'clock in the afternoon, everyone went backstage to make up on time. The foreign language department also spent a lot of money, almost inviting several well-known makeup artists in the city.

Nuoda's dressing room, behind the mirror, is a warm light tube, the whole room is filled with the smell of flowers and fragrance. The majority of their crew members have already put on their costumes, and they are like a retro European living room.

As soon as Qin actually walked in, he was called directly to the largest mirror, next to Ruan Nan who was putting on makeup. I don't know why, but Ruan Nan wore a precious trench coat over his skirt.

The makeup artist sister was afraid of soiling the windbreaker, so she tried to persuade her to take it off several times, but Ruan Nan just shook her head.

Qin actually walked to Ruan Nan's side, saw the faintly exposed red skirt on Ruan Nan's legs in the mirror, chuckled lightly, shook his head and sat next to Ruan Nan.

Qin actually still belongs to that kind of pure appearance after all, and painting this kind of European princess dress is still the main feeling of being pure, not deep in the world, and spirit. Ruan Nan is naturally noble and publicized, and plays a blackened fake princess, which is more prominent is the feeling of a dark swan.

The delicate brush swiped lightly on his face, Qin actually closed his eyes gently, the makeup artist sister couldn't help but look at this and the other: "Student Qin, classmate Ruan, I have painted a lot of beauties, you two are like this. There are not many pure natural beauty. There are also these two characters, which are tailor-made for you."

After she finished speaking, she stood up straight, admiring Qin Juan as if she was appreciating a satisfactory work. He also exchanged a few sentences with Peter's foreign teacher in English, which probably meant that he was praising his casting.

After Ruan Nan finished painting and took off the windbreaker, there was another exclamation from the dressing room.

Qin actually wears a long smoky gray dress, and has long hair in big waves. The loose hair is adorned with diamond-like trinkets, and as long as it moves, it flashes like stars. Coupled with her innocent face, she was as pure and beautiful as a lost princess in the world.

Next to him, Ruan Nan's smoky gray curly hair was draped around his fine porcelain neck, and he was wearing an elegant and flamboyant burgundy short skirt. There was no other decoration on his body, and the tattoos on his ankles made him look more noble and elegant.

The two stood together, and everyone's eyes were focused, as if just looking at each other could wipe out a strong smell.

A boy in a knight's uniform didn't think it was a big deal to watch the fun. He slapped his thigh and found a beautiful silver crown from the jewelry. He deliberately walked in front of the two and knelt down on one knee, using the Chinese voice in the movie. Said: "Oh my dear princess, it is said that this ice crystal crown is a rare treasure, only the most beautiful person in the world deserves it."

After speaking, he looked at the two people in embarrassment, and finally presented the crown to Qin actually: "To my most beautiful princess, Her Royal Highness."

Ruan Nan was standing next to Qin actually, Qin unexpectedly glanced at everyone around, and they all looked forward to the show, expecting her to pick it up or not.

Qin actually glanced at the boy on the ground, thanked him, and took the crown generously. Then, before everyone could react, he turned around and stretched out his hand, and brought the crown firmly to Ruan Nan's head.

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