Back When My Wife Was a Teenager

After half a month of rehearsal, the 13th Middle School finally ushered in the party.

This year's Orientation Party is not only for the freshman year of high school, but the guests present are not only the school leaders, but also the investors.

Therefore, the work of the Student Union is very heavy, and the orientation meeting held must not only be grand but also novel, at least not to be ashamed of investors.

Backstage of the auditorium.

The students participating in the performance are all putting on makeup and changing clothes. Because there are not enough students acting as makeup artists, some performers need to make up themselves.

There are less than twenty minutes before the party officially begins.

Most of the people in the high school department have arrived, and even some students in the middle school department ran to join in the fun while get out of class was over.

The people in the backstage are coming and going, they are very busy, but they are all prepared in an orderly manner.

Jiang Wan was a little bored in it, and wanted to go out to get some breath.

As for Guanguan, I ran to the front to find Cen Jin a long time ago.

The school allowed senior high school students to come to the party this time. Of course, they were willing to come or not.

At the end of September, the heat has begun to fade.

In order not to affect the large number of students entering the auditorium, Jiang Wan deliberately walked through the back door of the auditorium. As soon as she left, she instantly felt the coolness of the night and couldn't help but shrink her neck.

In order to change the dance skirt later, she wore a short sleeve.

After touching her arm, she didn't want to stand here in vain, so she decided to go back.

When she was turning to leave, she caught a glimpse of the figure standing under the willow tree on the right from the corner of her eye.

The street lights were dim, and the tree body blocked most of her body, and she could only faintly see the slightly drooping side face.

The girl has a sharp outline and droops at the corners of her mouth.

She raised her arm, a scarlet looming on her fingertips.

"Student Beihuai?" Jiang Wan called out hesitantly.

Suddenly, when she was called out, Bei Huai's figure stopped. She raised her eyes, and her expression changed when she saw the person coming. Moved his right hand to his back, silently squeezing out the cigarette butt.

Jiang Wan had already walked over, and when she saw Beihuai's movements, her brows wrinkled insignificantly.

But she just smiled gently and said, "Why don't you go in? Isn't it cold outside?"

The girl wears a light makeup today, which is more vivid than a bare face. But the temperament on her body is still clean and clear, and people can't bear to approach her for fear of destroying this aura.

Bei Huai looked at her dark and clear eyes without saying a word.

In fact, she was in a bad mood today.

After going through some old accounts with Yun Manzhu in the afternoon, the two had a big quarrel. No, it should be said that it was Ms. Yun's unilateral accusation, but she just stood on the sidelines and watched indifferently, unmoved.

Something at home fell to the ground.

Ms. Yun yelled at her: "What do you want me to do!"

She thought it was ridiculous. She should have asked this sentence.

When Ms. Yun finished the trouble, she started crying and hugged her again, saying that she would forgive her.

She said her mother was wrong and shouldn't argue with you.

She said she didn't want to do this either, but couldn't control it.

She said that we will live well in the future.

Ms. Yun stroked her hair, her voice choked, her expression full of guilt.

It was exactly the same as promised to her when she was a child.

It's a pity that Beihuai will never be as naive as he was when he was a child.

She let the woman hold her, and listened to the woman apologizing to her blankly, her eyes were like stagnant water, lifeless.

She thinks Ms. Yun is a bit stupid, she is no longer a child.

so…

How could he still be fooled?

However, even if I won't be deceived anymore, my heart still seems to hurt a bit.

The pain made her breathless.

It was so uncomfortable, but I still wanted to come to the party.

When she asked Cen when the meeting tonight would start, the guy poke her forehead with an incredible expression.

"I don't have a fever. Haven't you never participated in this kind of activity before? What's the excitement?"

She was not irritated, she just remembered that someone would perform at the party.

Unexpectedly, it would be such a coincidence, but Jiang Wan was hit by a cigarette.

She is not addicted to this thing, at first she deliberately learned to smoke it just to anger Manzhu. Later, when she was too uncomfortable, tobacco could relieve her pain a little.

Although she knew it was just the false pleasure brought by nicotine.

So, what does Jiang Wanhui think of her?

She probably thinks she is a bad student who smokes.

She is a big and reckless villain, a malignant tumor in the eyes of teachers and students. But Beihuai, who has always been unafraid of other people's eyes, is actually afraid of seeing disgust in the eyes of girls.

But Jiang Wan did not.

It was strange that she just smiled at her, and her gloomy mood miraculously began to improve.

She thought, Jiang Wan was probably a witch.

"Late night, why did you come out! I just found you inside." The girl's grinning voice interrupted Bei Huai's thoughts.

She looked sideways and saw a girl running over, holding Jiang Wan's arm in a natural manner.

Her eyebrows jumped, and she somehow felt that the girl's face was a bit awkward.

After Guan Shaorong finished speaking, he realized that there was another person standing in front of him. Upon closer inspection, he was immediately taken aback.

I lost, this... isn't this the Great Demon King Beihuai? When did these two get involved?

Although she knew that Jiang Wan and Bei Huai were in the same class, she never thought that the two would meet.

And I don't know why, I always feel that the big devil's eyes look a bit gloomy when looking at her, and coupled with the cool breeze, the goose bumps on Guan Shaorong's arms are all up, and she can't help holding Jiang Wan tightening a little bit.

Then, Bei Huai looked at her colder eyes.

"I came out to breathe, and it was a little stuffy inside." Jiang Wan didn't notice Bei Huai's eyes, and simply explained. She saw the loneliness in Guan Guan's eyes and knew that this was no one.

It was also expected, after all, people like Cen Jin didn't look like people who would watch this kind of show.

But... Beihuai is even less like it?

Thinking about this, she unconsciously moved her gaze to the opposite side, just hitting the girl's deep eyes.

Rao Jiang Wan felt a little uncomfortable for stealing sight and being caught. She had also noticed just now that Beihuai was in a bad mood today, and she didn't know why.

She pursed her lips and said, "The party is about to begin. Let's go in first."

"Let's go." When Guan Shaorong heard this, he hurriedly pulled Jiang Wan into it. She didn't want to stay with the big devil, the aura was too depressing.

Jiang Wan took a few steps and couldn't help but look back, but found that Bei Huai was silently following them. He noticed her gaze, raised his head and blinked, and then lowered his eyelids.

Hmm... Bei Huai, who is in a bad mood, is really good.

Think rua head!

But soon, Jiang Wan restrained this impulse. After all, Beihuai was not her Mimi, she could lie down and Ren Lu.

So... just go step by step.

After entering the auditorium, the host began to speak the opening remarks, Guan Guan went to her classmates to get things, Jiang Wan had to go backstage to change clothes first, after all, her show was in the front line, so she had to prepare early.

She thought Beihuai would also go to the front to find a place to sit, but she did not expect that the girl would still follow her and not speak.

It even gave her the illusion that Beihuai was like an aggrieved cub, chasing after her mother's ass.

As soon as Beihuai entered the backstage, the original hustle and bustle quieted down instantly, everyone looked at the tall red-haired girl at the door, and the next second they turned their attention. But obviously, everyone walks in and out will deliberately avoid Beihuai.

Seeing the dramatic scene before him, Jiang Wan's previous illusion was suddenly broken.

"Student Beihuai, smoking is bad for your health, so let's stop smoking in the future." Jiang Wan said suddenly, looking at the red-haired girl who followed her to the backstage.

This is what she really said. The first time she saw Beihuai smoking, the thought in her mind was nothing else, but it was not good for her health, and she should not be allowed to smoke anymore.

The girl's eyes are clean and sincere.

Surrounded by this soft gaze, Bei Huai felt that his physical fatigue was relieved a lot.

She moved her lips and gave a soft "um".

"Then I'm going to change clothes." Looking at such a well-behaved Beihuai, Jiang Wan's tone couldn't help but soften by two degrees, as if he was coaxing a child.

So Bei Huai really sat on the empty chair and waited obediently.

Others peeked at Beihuai from time to time, secretly guessing what the relationship between her and Jiang Wan was.

Two minutes later, Jiang Wan walked out of the changing room carrying a dancing skirt.

She pursed her lips, with a rare anger on her face.

"Hello, have you seen anyone move my cabinet?" She asked the staff in charge of the backstage.

"What's the matter?" The staff is busy sorting out the list of programs.

"Someone moved their hands and feet on my dance skirt." Jiang Wan, with a cold face, handed the dance skirt to the staff.

She felt something wrong when she put on the clothes in the changing room. Although it seemed nothing on the outside, as long as she applied force, the shoulder strap would break.

Fortunately, she was careful and found it early, otherwise she would make a fool of herself when she was on the stage.

After taking it off, she checked it carefully. It was not an accident, but a deliberate man-made.

"How could this happen?" The staff also felt incredulous. "What do you do, you are the only one performing ballet, and there is no spare dance skirt. There is no time to repair or customize it now!"

Now the school leader’s speech is almost over, Jiang Wan is ranked second, time is very tight.

Because it is impossible for investors to sit and watch the entire evening party, the school decided to arrange the most exciting programs in front, so as not to make investors feel bored.

If the previous program is out of the basket, he will be criticized by the director.

"Late late, what's going on?" It happened that Guan Guan came to the backstage to look for Jiang Wan. Seeing that the girl looked serious, she immediately realized that something was wrong.

Seeing that the person in charge looked more panicked than her, Jiang Wan knew that there was no need to ask. There are too many people going in and out of the background, and no one will notice that they are not doing tricks, but they can check the monitoring, but this matter can only come after the party is over.

The most important thing now is the dance skirt, but Jiang Wan is not very nervous at this point.

People who want to fix her would not think that she also brought a set of dance skirts. At the beginning, she was afraid that she was not used to wearing the school-customized clothes, but after a stage rehearsal, she felt that the quality was not bad, so she didn't change her own.

"Guanguan, now you go to Class 6 to help me send the dancing skirt, it's in a bag, thank you."

"Thank you for telling me, I'll be right back." Guan Guan was not stupid, and immediately understood that there was a problem with the dancing skirt, and immediately ran out.

"You have a spare, why didn't you say it earlier, it scared me." The person in charge patted his chest and glanced at Jiang Wan as if complaining.

Jiang Wan didn't speak, his brows were still frowning.

She always felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Soon, her sixth sense was confirmed.

To accompany her ballet, the girl playing the piano suddenly called and said that her hand was injured and she couldn't play.

"During today's rehearsal, your hands were fine. It was such a coincidence that you hurt at this time?" Jiang Wan wanted to laugh with anger.

Is this playing her as a monkey?

Accidents came one after another, thinking she was stupid and couldn't tell?

The girl's voice sounded a little guilty and a little flustered: "Yes... I'm sorry, but I really can't play it anymore."

After speaking, she hung up first.

When Guan Guan took the dancing skirt, she was so angry that she almost rushed out to find the girl.

"Can't it be done without a piano?" Guan Guan also knew that it wouldn't help to find someone to settle the account now.

Jiang Wan closed his eyes and calmed down.

You know that for ballet, if there is no live piano accompaniment, the stage effect will be greatly reduced.

"Please help me ask if anyone can play the song "TheSun"." There is no other way but to do this first.

Unfortunately, after the person in charge asked a circle of people, either he could not play the piano, or he could not "TheSun". He also tried to negotiate with other programs to see if he could change it, so as to delay some time for Jiang Wan.

But the strange thing is that all programs refuse to exchange.

At this time, the first performance was about to end, and Jiang Wan was about to take the stage.

There is really nothing to do, she can only play the recording accompaniment.

Not reconciled, really reconciled.

It could have been a perfect performance.

Jiang Wan clenched his fists, a fire in his heart, but he couldn't vent it yet.

She can't tolerate it the most. Someone makes small moves on her favorite ballet.

She took a deep breath, and when she was about to wait on stage, a voice came from behind.

"I will."

The simple words made Jiang Wan's eyes wide open.

She turned around abruptly, and the red-haired girl was standing not far away, with one hand in her trouser pocket, her expression was cool.

But in Jiang Wan's eyes, her whole person was shining, like an angel who saved her from fire and water.

"You...you can play this tune?"

Bei Huai took a few steps forward and let out a cold "um". The scratch on her palm was already scarred, and it didn't affect her performance.

There was no rehearsal, no running-in, and never even heard Beihuai play the piano.

But Jiang Wan chose to believe in Bei Huai and believed in her wholeheartedly. She stretched out her hand and took Bei Huai's hand, smiled at her, and walked onto the stage with her step by step.

Bei Huai cast his eyes down and glanced at the held hand, his lips bend very shallowly.

The stage lights went out.

Beihuai sat on the piano bench, feeling a little weird.

She never thought that one day she would perform on such occasions.

Concealing complex thoughts, slender fingers flexibly jumped on the black and white keys, playing beautiful notes one by one.

The sound of the piano is melodious, the soft time is like the warm winter sun, and the strong time is like the roaring deep sea.

With a "pop", a spotlight struck down.

The girl wore a white ballet dress, raised her white neck, stretched her arms, and tiptoes.

The slender legs were spinning and jumping, and their toes made a graceful arc in the air. The skirt shone brightly under the light.

Following the rhythm of the music, she danced gracefully on the stage, so beautiful, like a mysterious fairy in nature.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by her, and they couldn't help but let go of the sound of breathing.

The same is true of Beihuai.

This is a stunning visual feast.

There was nothing else in her vision except Jiang Wan.

The girl in front of her exudes absolute self-confidence, which comes from her own excellence.

This is a unique, elegant and calm temperament that is gentle enough to tolerate.

She had to admit that she was attracted by Jiang Wan.

A secret desire suddenly surged deep in my heart.

She hopes that one day, the girl will do a solo dance for her.

Just for her.