C112

Name:Morning, Proud Uncle! Author:
On one side was an intense fight, while on the other side was a giant star that was about to return.

In the United States, spring quietly arrived. The warm wind blew on one's face, gently blowing like feathers. It was so cozy that people wanted to forget the time and spend the whole day quietly.

The wind blew past his ears, bringing with it the fragrance of grass.

The man was lying on the grass, wearing a beige cardigan over his pink shirt. His collar was open, and his eyes were closed as if he was asleep.

Her flaxen hair was scattered on the second side, and her rose lips were parted in a faint smile.

From the other side of the grass, a beautiful figure with a tall ponytail walked over. She was wearing a brown short leather jacket with exquisite curves.

"Yes." I want to go back early, since the work here is almost done. " He opened and closed his mouth without opening his eyes.

After a long silence, she asked, "Is it because of her?"

"Zi, this is not something you should concern yourself with. Call me when you're ready." Suddenly, a slightly cold voice pierced the girl's heart.

With a self-deprecating smile, she turned around and left. His heart was only open to that girl and there had never been a place for her before. There was a hint of bitterness in his heart, and his eyes were filled with mist!

She was called Leng Tong Zi, Ji Yi Xi's assistant. Ever since she met him, she voluntarily became his follower. She could have a better future, but she gave up.

Two years of being with him was something she was willing to do. She would do a good job for him so that he wouldn't need to worry about her later on. Right now, she was willing to accompany him and return to find the person she loved. As long as he was happy, she would pay for it.

The concert venue had become a boiling sea.

It was one o'clock in the afternoon.

The male students on stage were performing a hot dance and shouting excitedly. The audience also followed the music and got fired up. Other than the judges and reporters at the front row, it was said that even the television stations would be broadcasting it.

Ji Ye felt a headache coming on. Ji Xue Ye was standing beside him looking at him with a rather interesting expression, while Dongfang Luolin was also one of the judges of the day. He looked at Ji Ye with a funny expression; since Ji Ye was so intolerable, why did he still insist on coming?

Backstage, they were even more nervous than the front desk. Those who did not perform well knelt to the side and cried. Many of them went over to comfort her, but they were secretly happy because there was one less competitor.

In Ji Li's dressing room, the professional stylist smeared some paint on her face. The atmosphere was quite relaxed, as she actually had to sit in high school and sing a song in the morning after the rehearsal. At that time, her face was a bit pale, because she was afraid of heights and felt a bit dizzy when she looked down. After Ego finished singing, he looked down as much as he could.

The girl next to her was Lan Yadi. She was listening to her headphones and ignoring everyone else. She was minding her own business in her own world.

Her appearance could be considered simple. Her face was very white, and her hair was almost pale. Her clothes were also made in the morning, and she looked very casual. It didn't seem like she was here for a competition.

The other three had met up in the practice room, but no one knew what they called her. However, they had always been unfriendly towards her, so they came over to curry favor with her today.

"Ji Li, you're so beautiful! How envious of us! Do you have any maintenance secrets?"

"No, just a touch of regular moisturizer."

"Is your family very rich?"

"I'm an orphan. I have no family."

"Sorry, I got to the point of being sad."

"It doesn't matter."

Ji Li knew that they were flattering and felt disgusted, but on the surface, he still patiently dealt with them. She wouldn't put on a face at people she hated because they weren't worth it.

"Miss Ji's skin is really good. When she puts on her makeup, she really enjoys it!" The makeup artist couldn't help but praise her, but he didn't have any intention of fawning over her.

"Thank you for your praise, it's your skill."

"Heh heh, you really know how to talk. You will definitely blush." Her modesty made the makeup artist extremely angry. She cooperated with famous artistes, and not only did she point things out, she even chose to pick on the wrong person. In the end, she even changed her David's Deer to throw a tantrum, making it difficult for her to serve him.

"Alright, but the beauty is suffocating. Open your eyes and see if you're satisfied."

Ji Li opened his eyes and saw that his reflection in the mirror was indeed very beautiful. It was so exquisite that it seemed like a fake doll. Because it was too perfect, it didn't look real, but it was actually beautiful.

"I'm very satisfied."

After changing into a white dress, it matched her makeup even more perfectly. Lan Yadian couldn't help giving her a few more glances, and the others were even more stunned. They hated her so much that their teeth itched.

"Contestant 21, get in place. Everyone else, get ready!" The staff member pushed open the door and reminded him.

"Mm." Randy waved a hand back.

In other words, Ji Li was curious about her since she could hear him.

He stood up and tucked his waist-length hair into his hat. He was wearing a large, torn coat, black army shoes, and large, black-rimmed glasses that cut across the bridge of his nose.

Actually, she was very pretty. The masculinity of a boy and the gentleness of a girl could be reflected on the same person at the same time, blending into a unique style.

Ji Li knew that the more secretive she was, the more true experts she was. She liked her personality very much. She was rarely seen in the practice room. She was always alone, just like her.

The others also went to the side of the stage to prepare.

"Next, contestant number 21, Lan Yadi. The song she's bringing us is the memorial service of the god of death."

The light dimmed, and with a loud bang, a beam of light struck the stage. She lay prostrate on the ground, silent as a corpse, and slowly moved her joints. She slowly stood up from the ground.