Qin An stood under the shade of the sycamore tree, looked at Tang Mei and Tang Qianxing, and Qi Meixun Hang, used them to leave, and then walked back to the auditorium.

Many acne grew in the winter. Song Yinghao, who was locked into thin acne by him, stood excitedly in the open space in front of the auditorium. His face was filled with a little thick juice. He held a piece of paper in his hand and looked towards the sun, with a serious and sacred expression, as if he was yearning for something particularly beautiful.

Song Yinghao was reading what he wrote.

"I saw a light falling on the stage. It seemed that it was the only light in the darkness, without music, she danced alone in the light."

"What are you doing?" Qin An put his hands in his pocket and frowned. Song Yinghao now looks like a literary youth who was buried for his ideals.

Song Yinghao glanced at Qin An, with a arrogant expression and disdainful look, as if he had received Xinghu's initiation. Qin An was just a commoner and could not understand some kind of beautiful truth.

"She is a lonely swan, proud and beautiful. She walked in her light dance, from one end of the stage to the other end, and could not hear a little sound, which made me finally understand why her dance does not require music, because all our attention is focused on her and will not be distracted, making us feel like she is flying in the sky with her wings spreading her wings."

"Ballet?" Qin An asked tentatively.

Song Yinghao still ignored Qin An, "This is her own stage, this is her own performance, I am a quiet audience, she does not need my applause, she does not need my cheers, she is just expounding herself, she is shocked by her beauty, lonely, and proud

"What are you pronunciating? Just because of this, have you become the director of the Propaganda Department? You are like a primary school student, and you are so embarrassed to pronounce it loudly?" Qin An tried to anger Song Yinghao. "Hmph, the person you are talking to... Song Yinghao finally stopped. Before Qin An quickly talked to him, he had turned his head. He restored his martyr's expression and ignored Qin An.

"Her growing in the air is not a perfect ballet dancer, because she is the swan in my heart. She jumps, rotates, and runs, and every movement is extremely beautiful. She is the girl in my heart, she is the embodiment of a swan, her face is more beautiful than a swan, her skin is whiter than snow, and her length is darker than the night. The traces of her passing from the stage also left traces in my heart. I am willing to hold her toes and let her dance in my palms

Song Yinghao began to fantasize. Qin An frowned and felt very uncomfortable. He snatched the paper from Song Yinghao, which read "Record the dance of Tang Mei, a classmate of Class 36 of the Art Performance."

"What are you doing?" Song Yinghao screamed, his hand that was willing to dance with Tang Mei's toes was twisted and hurt.

"You lack faith" It's not that easy to stand on your arm." Qin An dropped the paper, let go of Song Yinghao's hand, and walked into the auditorium.

Is it rare? If I don’t show it to me, do I just want to look at it? Song Yinghao described it like this, but Tang Mei, who has put on makeup, will it reach this level?

Qin An knew very well that the magical power of makeup could truly turn decay into magic and ingenious craftsmanship.

There are not many girls who naturally wear it, but Sun Te. After choosing the right makeup, it will also show more amazing charm on the stage. However, Qin An prefers her to wash away all the dew. The charming and natural feeling of being immersed in people's hearts has already taken root in his heart.

Tang Mei put on makeup. "Qin An couldn't imagine what it was. He took off his glasses? Qin An never thought about why." Tang Mei had always had the appearance of big glasses frozen in Qin An's impression. Maybe she had made a fake one, otherwise she wouldn't have seen Tang Mei's head just now.

It's blind to your dog's eyes. This is what Tang Mei is written, Qin An looked back at Song who was staring at him angrily.

The performances in the auditorium are still continuing, and dozens of programs in junior high school and high school have taken a whole day. However, although the performances are continuing, the atmosphere in the auditorium is a bit impetuous, and it seems that most people have not focused their attention on the current programs.

"When did Class 36 have such a beautiful girl? I have never seen her. The most beautiful girl in their class is Aimu, but Aimu can't compare to her."

Qin An walked up the road and heard someone say that.

"What's this? It's called temperament. Do you know what temperament is? It's the kind of big stars on TV. Aimu is also very beautiful, but his temperament cannot be compared with others. One is like a big star, and the other is the host of our school."

Another thing? People say that, like a big star. "What kind of temperament does a big star have? Have you ever seen Anshui? That's the temperament. Tang Mei is pampering and has a strong sense of domineering taste.

"It's really Tang Mei? It's impossible. These are just two people. Although they are about the same height, the changes are too big. They are the Cinderella Reality Edition, and the Ugly Duckling Reality Edition Yang Chunshu shook his head and looked disbelief.

"I just asked Ai Mu and Tang Mei went into the backstage, and many people followed her in. Tang Mei hired all the makeup artists, stylists, and designers. There were bodyguards at the door of the backstage blocking her. No one knew what she was doing inside. No one looked at the woman wearing makeup, Tang Mei and Hu Danhui, who were also suspected.

"It's definitely not Tang Mei. If she was Tang Mei, I would take her head off and play for you as a ball. Which girl looks so beautiful and would make herself look like that? Isn't that crazy?" Cai Xiangrong didn't believe it either.

Tang Mei would not have invited a stand-in to perform for her vanity. Qin An believed that it was Tang Mei, but he would not defend Tang Mei. Tang Mei was really beautiful? Qin An was also doubting this. After all, Qin An had never seen such a self-harm girl.

"Where did Tang Mei go? You'll know if you come to her? You've been... Bu Meijin said to Feng, and Wu held the telescope and sighed: Qizhou Liang'an sat down and said regretfully: "You just missed the most exciting drama, it's said that it was Tang Mei's performance."

"You can see clearly? Is it Tang Mei? It's really beautiful?" Qin An took Zhu Xiangfeng's telescope and played with it. "I can see clearly. My mouth, chin, face shape, nose and other things look very similar, but my eyes are completely different. Tang Mei's eyes look a little swollen, big and unconscious, what about the whole face? She looks very stupid. But this girl was not like this just now. Her eyes were very beautiful, better than your Ye Zhulan's eyes, and her eyes were not that big, which was very suitable. Just these eyes were like two." Zhu Xiangfeng said while shook his head, and he couldn't believe it was Tang Mei.

Qin An wanted to take off Tang Mei's glasses, but she never let her go. Why is this? It's so fun to hide herself?

Will glasses bring such a big difference to her? Unfortunately, she left, otherwise Qin An would have wanted to attack again.

"If you look at it, you will definitely not say that she is Tang Mei, but if it is Tang Mei, it would be a pity. People seem to be interested in you. Seeing that they have recommended her and went after her, she may not pay attention to you." Zhu Xiangfeng said with a laugh.

"You can always see Qin An smile slightly. Watching the flashes under the stage, I walked towards the teacher who was responsible for taking pictures.

It is difficult to outline a person's clear and accurate appearance in your mind, relying on other people's descriptions alone. There are many things that cannot be described and expressed in words, but the photos are different. That is the most intuitive thing. Is it Tang Mei? Qin An can judge after reading the photos.

"Teacher, is it necessary to use the publicity column for the art performance after washing the photos?" Qin An asked.

"Yes" Yes! Qin An from Class 6, you hosted well today. I took a few photos for you. You should be on the camera. The photos will be very handsome." The teacher said with a smile with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, teacher. I know a photography shop owner. I can let him wash it out cheaper. The price is half cheaper than others." Qin An said.

After taking a photo, the teacher said in surprise, "It's so much cheaper, that's great. After the art performance, can you take me there? The funds for this art performance have been almost spent. If it's half cheaper, you can wash it a little more."

These photos are not enough to be washed. You need to use the school archives, the publicity board, and the activity records handed over to the Municipal Education Commission. You also have to wash out a few photos of the performance photos of each class. Many students who perform the performance want it. Although you can charge some money for private individuals, it only costs money. It is still quite expensive to wash out other photos.

"Teacher, just leave it to me to wash it. I said I want it myself. If I bring the business to him, it would be so cheaper, that wouldn't be great." Unfortunately, there was no digital camera, and an educational TV station came to do a report in the morning. Unfortunately, I just took a few performance clips and left. Qin An had to spend money on it himself. He wanted to see what confidence Tang Mei had and wanted to leave a legend at No. 1 Middle School in the city. Now her expectations are almost the same, but it is not about her performance, but whether Tang Mei was performing it.

"What I said is that the teacher is not as thoughtful as you are." The teacher smiled and said regretfully. "It's a pity that when Tang Mei in your class performed, someone stopped him from taking photos, and he was not handsome."

Qin An almost fell down, turned his head, and was helpless with gritting his teeth. He really became the monkey in her palm, and he couldn't get out of her plan. "She actually even calculated this, and she was so devoted to letting him stay in her heart.

Seeing Qin An leave, the teacher continued to take photos. He said to himself: "It's so much cheaper, so I can take a few more photos. Unfortunately, I can't use Tang Mei's photo as a large promotional photo in the publicity column. The sketch drawn by Lao Zhang is quite good." It would be nice to put the sketch in the promotional photo, forget it, take photos of Sun Cheng and Ye Zhulan from Class 38, the effect should be better.

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Thanks to Yuelu for her two sticky clothes, kitten, sweet wine, dumplings, eggs, and small horses for fun,

The scarf is annoyed. The old potato four "concave" "Oh, the strings move life, the formation, the fantasy, the gorgeous little flowers, the dream Latin, the scraping blade of the old o, the other side "flowers, the mirage, the heart of the cafe", the dragon devours the dusk, the heart of the rebirth, the water is light and the clouds are clear. The fantasy little wood four "the long-lost things, the flames and the scorching sun, the earth!, the daydream, the ice blade, the crazy. The love, the Yakoka. The clouds fly all over the sky, Liu Zhongyan, the agreement between the two classes, the generous reward of the old man set the record of the highest single-day reward of the rebirth.

Please give me a monthly ticket.

I was a little stupid today. After writing the first update, I was a little nervous when I saw news about the United States and the news about aliens tomorrow. I never had much to avoid any rumor, such as the wise mouth, which made me feel unmodified.

Later, someone told me that aliens must have come to Earth, just like I took my children to the zoo.

After thinking about it, I was a little less worried. Then I started to write again.
Chapter completed!