Rose with Snow

"drop--"

Huaixu's words fell, a drop of water dripped from the faucet, and there was an ethereal echo in the bathroom.

Song Yingshi has been staring at the ripples on the water surface intently, as if she can see what flowers are coming, her eyes are so calm that she will never run around, and her peripheral vision is tightly closed, and she is secretly annoyed.

Annoyed with Huaixu, and annoyed with herself.

Why is she so cowardly?

After all, she is a straight daughter and Huaixu on the same stage... Competing on the same stage, how can it be considered a loss for Huaixu?

As a result, when Huai Xu appeared in front of her as she asked, her first reaction was to shrink her head.

It's really shameful to be forced into this by Huai Xu.

Song Yingshi calmed down.

But the problem now is... I can't tell whether it's the hot water evaporating or what - Song Yingshi believes it's steam - her face is faintly hot, and she can't lower the temperature.

Song Ying knew without looking in the mirror that her face was definitely red. If Huai Xu saw her, she thought she was shy, 80% of them would be even more arrogant.

For this reason, Song Yingshi found another excuse not to look directly at Huaixu.

She sat in the water, the waves swaying on her shoulders, Song Yingshi pressed her upper body to the inside of the bathtub without a trace, turned her face to Huaixu, and stretched her arms to pick up:

"give it to me."

Her empty palms did not usher in any weight, instead a snow-clean arm broke into her vision, with white and pink fingertips like the claws of a diamond ring, holding the orange-yellow tangerine in the middle.

"..."

Song Yingshi turned her arm and folded the outstretched arm back to retrieve it.

This time, Huai Xu didn't bother any more, and the orange rolled steadily into Song Yingshi's hands.

Song Yingshi clenched the somewhat rough orange peel, and let go of her hand to let the orange float and half sink on the water. She looked at the orange, as if telling him:

"Go wash yours, stop standing here."

Huaixu Youyou's voice came:

"I did so many squats today, danced all day, my legs couldn't stand, and I had to use the bathtub."

?

Song Yingshi choked with a breath in her throat and almost coughed.

This sentence from Song Yingshi's previous words was returned by Huaixu intact, from a provocative question sentence to a statement sentence, which successfully reminded Song Yingshi that this woman is not only beautiful, but also thorny.

"no."

Song Yingshi snapped out, and then added in a tone that contained just the right amount of intimacy and jokes:

"I think it's too crowded, and I think you're dirty."

When he said this, Song Yingshi's sanity had basically returned, not only did his tone not seem turbulent at all, but he even squinted his eyes with the words.

It's just that the line of sight just stopped near Huaixu's collarbone, holding it firmly, not sliding down, and returning with a touch.

Huaixu sighed: "That's a pity."

What a pity?

Song Yingshi swallowed the question that shouldn't have been asked, leaned in front of the bathtub, raised her hand and splashed her with water, and said half-truthfully:

"Come on, don't bother me."

The thin layer of water splashed on the belly of the bosom, a little wet, kissed her cold white skin and slipped, and it became cold in an instant.

Song Yingshi never sat up straight, Huaixu stood in front of her, and she could see Xuehe when she lowered her eyes.

Her gaze flicked to Song Yingshi's blood-colored earlobe, and she slowly took a step back.

The curtains were re-covered between the two of them, separating the two spaces.

Song Yingshi held her breath and waited, when the sound of water sounded in the direction of the shower.

Her back was no longer tense, and she leaned back against the edge of the bathtub, feeling exhausted for a while.

Playing tricks with Huai Xu is really more tiring than practicing dancing for a day.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the special task, the health value has increased by 24h."

In the electronic sound of the system, Song Yingshi saw oranges rolling restlessly on the water.

She raised her hand and grabbed the orange, peeling it off with great force, as if the owner of the orange was cleaning up.

The oranges soaked in water have a familiar crispy feeling, and the hands are so glutinous. Her fingertips sank into the pulp, and the rich juice rushed out the fragrance of oranges and floated above the water.

After Song Yingshi finished peeling, she put it aside, the sound of the shower beside her ears was surprisingly loud, intertwined and disturbing.

Song Yingshi looked out the window for a while, forcing herself to be distracted, not to listen to the sound of the water, let alone to think of any pictures.

But the thin layer of curtains that swayed with splashes of water made her have to pay attention to the movement over there.

Maybe in the next second, Huaixu will lift the curtain and sneak in, smiling at her——

After taking this terrifying and tasteless bath, Song Yingshi lay on the bed, thinking about life with her mask on.

The mask covers her heavy face well.

She made up her mind during the day, but it seemed useless. When facing Huaixu, she was not open at all. Can she be a straight girl?

Another voice said again, it's not her fault, she can only say that she is a straight daughter with integrity, I'm embarrassed to look at ntxl's body.

If Huai Xu was replaced by Tao Qin, Kou Lengyu, and Wan Jiao, she would not be afraid at all except for the discomfort between strangers.

In the end, this thought powerfully comforted Song Yingshi.

Everything can't be done overnight. As long as she comes a few more times, she will become more and more courageous. Now the most important thing is to manage her mentality.

Song Yingshi took off the mask and went to sleep.

She used to hold Huaixu's night tea party, but today she lost her mind.

Since they all decided to go back to the starting point of the relationship, it is better not to be so close.

I stayed up all night the night before. Tonight, Song Yingshi closed her eyes and slept without dreams until dawn.

Needless to say, taking a bath is a powerful tool for relaxation. Although the soaking process was tortuous, Song Yingshi woke up the next day in a comfortable and relaxed state, ready to meet the rehearsal.

On June 27, the rehearsal for the second performance of "The Star of Chunye" was held.

When it was time for the rehearsal with makeup, Wan Jiao was overwhelmed with emotion, and halfway through, she pulled Wen Qingzi and said:

"It was on this road back then, and you told me about Xiao Shi. How long has it been since I was around... I'm almost out of line around me, and I feel very..."

Wen Qingzi said quietly: "Not suitable? Embarrassed?"

Wan Jiao frowned and said, "I'm very happy! The younger sisters are cute and good-natured, but also act like a spoiled child. They are very respectful and considerate, and they have a sense of proportion, not to mention how easy they are to get along with. Alas, there are flaws, so it's not good to be casual. Hug and hug... What's your look? I'm very disciplined."

Wen Qingzi: "I'm seeing if you're still straight."

Wan Jiao smiled and pushed her: "What are you talking about, I can still understand this point. I'm just training with my sisters to play CP together..."

She said again: "Stop making trouble. You stayed up late for the past two days to prepare for the stage. How are your preparations? Do you feel like you can win? I don't want you to leave too."

Wen Qingzi is now in Class C. Outside fans voted that they were powerless, and it would be dangerous if the stage was not good enough.

Hearing this question, Wen Qingzi's words from Xinghuan the night before flashed in his mind.

Memories were fixed on Xing Huan's flirtatious eyebrows, Wen Qingzi smiled and said:

"Whether it works or not depends on tomorrow night."

Wan Jiao was silent, then raised her spirits and patted her on the back:

"Definitely! My sister's brain is so good, what can't be done!"

Wen Qingzi sighed and shrank forward, her face full of pain: "Sister, you are so hard, it hurts to shoot me."

"..."

"Huanhuan?"

A call brought Xinghuan back to God.

Xing Huan no longer looked at Wen Qingzi and Wan Jiao in the distance, turned to look at the teammates in front of him, pursed his lips and smiled:

"I'm here, what's the matter?"

The enchanting beauty smiled, her teammates stared at it for a second, and then said:

"That means I haven't got the final ending pose yet. Can you help me see which of the two is better?"

Xing Huan simply said: "Of course there is no problem, we will slowly think about it."

"Yeah! It's great to have Huanhuan as the captain."

Another teammate joined the chat: "I used to be unfamiliar with Huanhuan, and I thought she looked so fierce. I didn't know how good my mother was until I was assigned to the first team."

Xing Huan deliberately bared his teeth: "Ferocious?"

"Hey, it's definitely not fierce now, only Mei! Our beautiful mother, come and help me see the pose."

"Mom - help me see if my eyelashes are falling out woohoo."

Laugh happily.

It looks fierce, and it's not bad, so there's no need for another person to appear like Wen Qingzi and say she's an idiot.

But I have to admit that it was Huai Xu's refusal, Wen Qingzi's cold water, and the result that Yi Gong was still in Group B, which made Xing Huan start to think, is it really necessary to fry CP?

The team she was selected by Ergong did not have a trainee from Class A, so she was the captain of the team. The rest of the team members were all from Class C and D, and they were all younger than her, like a five-year-old who was waiting to be fed. A small radish, eagerly waiting for her arrangement.

Their group has the worst average ranking among the ten teams. Fortunately, Huan has no time to find someone to do CP, and raising children and leading the team is too busy.

After finally overcoming the hardships and taking them to the stage to practice almost, the team members did not learn well, and I don't know whose inspiration they called their mothers, and said with certainty that this was the meticulous "nurture grace" that repays fortune and joy. .

In the last two days, there was a lot of shouting in their classrooms, and the five team members even arranged one, two, three, four or five according to their age.

Originally, during the period of bringing them a little bit of progress, Xing Huan's mood also calmed down, and slowly faded the idea of ​​​​deliberately hyping the group cp that germinated in a state of anxiety.

There was this "Mom" again, and she was directly called out to have no desires, indifferent to fame and fortune——

She was unmarried and unpregnant and suddenly had five daughters. Who would want to fry CP with her? It can't be sold even if it's fried.

Destroy the world.

Now, the 22-year-old mother looks at her five daughters, pulls the clothes for them with a stern face, goes through the makeup, reads the endingpose, and repeats all the precautions she can think of:

"The rehearsal has to show the attitude of going to the official stage, do you know? But don't be shy, the director will cry when he says it, and you must be confident..."

It can be seen that everyone is really nervous.

Their group atmosphere is very good, but it is also a fact that their strength is the worst. Except for Xing Huan, the strength of others is almost either the bottom or the bottom.

When other classrooms started to practice the final run-in, they were still stuck in the movement learning stage.

Now facing the upcoming rehearsal, they have already begun to feel uneasy. The director has seen other people's stages, and by comparing them, he knows how good they are...

The team members did not speak for a while, and blinked at Xing Huan.

Xing Huan's tone increased: "We will change what the director says, and we will definitely stay tomorrow."

The second daughter raised her hand: "Can we really do it?"

The third daughter pulled her hand down: "Whatever our mother says, it's up to you to have a brain."

The eldest daughter snorted coldly: "You, childish."

The fourth daughter hahaha laughing at everyone except her.

The little daughter opened her arms to hug her obediently, and seized the opportunity to invite pets: "Mummy, I am the only one who really believes in you. I am your sweet little padded jacket."

Lucky Huan: "..."

One by one, you came to Chunye to compete for favor!

Every time on the stage, the trainees have a brand-new look, and it is common to change their heads directly. This is the consensus of those who have performed performances.

Rao is so, when everyone saw Huai Xu who finished the new look, they were still amazed at once, and their eyes were full of brilliance.

Huai Xu was wearing a one-shoulder pure black breast wrapping skirt, which highlighted her exquisite figure. Her legs that she never showed in front of the camera were a little more plump and a little thinner, just the right amount of plumpness.

It is widely recognized that Huai Xu's skin is good. At this time, her white to glowing skin is lined with a black dress. It is simple, but it shows the ultimate sense of luxury.

On the contrary, there was no great effort in the hairstyle, and the black hair fell straight down and was pinned behind the ears with small tricks. She raised her head, her berry red-brown matte lips were mature and elegant, when she was not smiling, she was cold, and when she pulled the corners of her lips, she was provocative.

In this way, she still retains a cold and pure temperament, but it makes her look more gullible.

I don't know who made a sound of "absolute", waking up everyone who was staring at Huai Xu non-stop.

Straight daughter Kou Lengyu touched her heart: "Almost turned me off."

Lu Xuewen: "I always thought that you, Huaixu, are more suitable for the pure white fairy style, but today I found out that I am one-sided. I love your fallen goddess dress more."

Rong Yi looked like a classmate who usually covered up his strength and made big moves at the end of the semester, and said angrily, "Why didn't you show your legs earlier with such a pair of girls!"

Huaixu laughed: "It's a bit exaggerated."

"It's not an exaggeration at all! You're really exaggerating when you look like this!"

The trainees hated that iron could not become steel, and loudly criticized this "beautiful without knowing" advanced Versailles behavior, wishing to engrave "I am a peerless beauty" into Huaixu's self-awareness.

Huaixu couldn't help crying and laughing, and she thought everyone was cute. In the unstoppable voice, her eyes drifted to Song Yingshi's direction.

Song Yingshi was not looking at her.

Huai Xu made a mistake with her foot, and said with a condensed expression: "The rehearsal is about to start, let's talk after the rehearsal."

Everyone just took it as soon as they saw it, and continued their own affairs quite a bit unfinished.

Song Yingshi was at the outer layer of the crowd, half sitting on a chair, her gaze fell on the ubiquitous mirror in the large dressing room, where Huai Xu's flowing figure was reflected.

Song Yingshi suppressed the amazement in her eyes, looked at Huaixu's bracelet from a distance, and thought.

Behind him came Bai Yuzhou's call: "Xiao Shi, we have to go to the front."

Song Yingshi's thoughts were interrupted, and she raised her voice: "Here it is."

It was their turn to rehearse.

The lyric content of the song "Can't Hide" is about the fearless sister, who suddenly wants to fall in love. Her young girl's heart gradually grows, and she tastes the troubles and sweetness of love. The process of self-struggling in "It's so sweet and I want to fall in love".

Even with their costumes, they are both handsome and cute.

Like Song Yingshi, she wears overalls and Martin boots, and her upper body is a light blue short T. While creating a sense of sassiness, she is decorated with lively colors.

The most cheating thing is that she has two fluffy and slightly curly double ponytails, a black chocker around her neck, and blue and white wrist guards on her wrists. She stands on the stage and is synonymous with sweetness and coolness.

The rehearsal began, the music teacher played a song, and Song Yingshi closed her eyes to find her feelings.

She is used to trying to figure out characters from an actor's point of view, including singing "characters" on the dance stage.

Yigong's stage is a style that she can grasp very well.

This song of Er Gong is different. It is a sweet song with rich emotions of characters. As a performer, she needs to find that contradictory and bizarre fusion mentality in order to fully convey her emotions and let her The performance is alive, otherwise she can't win Huaixu at all.

Fortunately, although she is a stage novice, she is an extremely old actor.

The feeling of wanting to fall in love can't find a place, so the performance is here.

When the lights dimmed and turned on again, Song Yingshi opened his eyes.

Huai Xu stood at the passageway on the side of the stage and quietly watched Song Yingshi's entire performance.

Beside her, the rest of the "Lights On" group were there, and the six of them watched their opponents rehearse.

Compared with the first public, the second public was very concerned about the opponent's rehearsal, and each group actively watched the opponent's rehearsal.

Yan Ran said, "They danced well."

Qiu Zhixin was so happy as if she was watching a concert, but she didn't have a light stick in her hand: "Zhouzhou is so beautiful and beautiful, I love you Zhouzhou!"

Shan Silan rarely has a vicious tongue, and Yu Yourong said: "Xiao Shi is the C position in my public team, she has always been very strong."

Wan Jiao was worried: "We won't lose... Captain, what do you say?"

Song Yingshi, as the captain, is the spiritual soul of the team.

When it comes to understanding Song Yingshi, the one who knows best is not her friend, not Quan Yuanyuan and Shan Silan, the two former teammates, but definitely Huaixu.

Everyone was waiting for Huai Xu's answer, or, in other words, waiting for a word to reassure them.

Huai Xu said slowly, "Are you afraid?"

Wan Jiao was startled.

Huai Xu turned her head, and the gaze from her eyes contained the power of calming people's hearts, and at the same time burned the brilliance of fighting intent:

"They are strong, and we are stronger when we are strong. As for who will win—"

Quan Yuanyuan continued: "Who knows who will kill the deer!"

Huaixu nodded and looked at Song Ying, who was listening to the director's advice, and said softly:

"They're opponents who can make us lose. Of course, it's better for them to lose."

At this time, Song Yingshi over there finished talking to the director, she turned her head, looked over, and her eyes were fixed.

Huai Xu looked straight back, her eyes full of ambition to compete with her.

Song Yingshi smiled and raised her chin slightly, her eyes unavoidable.

Song Yingshi and his group went backstage after listening to the director's suggestion.

The suggestions made by the director this time are not very deadly. It can be fine-tuned and perfected at night. Everyone relaxes their nerves, said hello to the "Lights On" group, and walked down with a smile.

On stage, a new group began to perform.

"Where are Quan Yuanyuan and the others looking at us?"

"Yes, after watching our stage."

"No, I have to go back. When are they rehearsing?"

"I guess it's soon, next one?"

"Then I'll be waiting here...Xiao Shi, aren't you watching?"

Everyone looked at Song Ying who was walking out.

Song Yingshi waved her hand and walked out without looking back:

"I'll go back and get something."

Song Yingshi hurried back to the dormitory and grabbed a jewelry box from the dresser.

The rehearsal clips are often used to correct the footage in the later stage, so every detail of the costume must be finalized, so she must send Huaixu to her before she takes the stage.

Fortunately, the Martin boots on Song Yingshi's feet made a contribution, but if she changed to a pair of finer high heels, she might not be able to go to and from the dormitory in such a short period of time, and then return to Huaixu.

The previous group has finished their performances, and they are communicating with the director. The "Lights On" group is ready.

Song Yingshi knew that the time was short, so she was still six or seven steps away from Huaixu and called her directly:

"Huai Xu."

Huai Xu turned her head in response and saw Song Ying who was panting slightly.

Others followed suit.

Huai Xu walked out from her teammates and followed Song Yingshi to the corner of the edge of the stage, surrounded by unactivated instruments, blocking out a semi-enclosed area staggered.

Song Yingshi handed over something: "Quickly put it on."

Huai Xu looked down and saw a very familiar jewelry box, which she could see every time she passed by the dresser in the dormitory.

It must be an item that Song Yingshi likes very much, because all the things that are not pleasing to her are in her suitcase and are not displayed.

Song Yingshi urged her tightly, Huaixu didn't say much, she obeyed her heart and opened up.

Inside is a bracelet.

The silver thread is strung with a snake full of diamonds. The snake's eyes are green and secluded, and the snake's head has a hollow geometric shape that looks a bit like an apple.

Song Yingshi pointed at it and said, "This one will definitely look good with the one you're wearing. You should wear it for the next two days."

Huai Xu didn't speak, she looked up at Song Yingshi.

In the dim light, Song Yingshi's eyes shone brighter than precious gems.

She doesn't seem to remember at all that the two of them were still tit-for-tat ten minutes ago, giving each other a look full of gunpowder.

How could Song Yingshi turn his head and forget about something that would take a long time to talk about on other people, and come back to give her jewelry matching?

Huaixu's heart seemed to be clenched and clenched by a hand, kneading endlessly, revealing inexplicable soreness, she pinched the center of her eyebrows, her lips could not help bending:

"Song Yingshi, do you remember that we were rivals?"

Song Yingshi was watching the movement on the stage, she stomped her feet when she heard the words, and her tone was a little impatient:

"I told you to hurry up. Do you still have time to wear it when the director calls you?"

After complaining to herself, she grabbed the jewelry box and put it aside, grabbed Huai Xu's wrist, and removed the accessories from her stylist.

As she moved, Song Yingshi was in the mood to answer the question in front of Huaixu, her tone was casual and arrogant:

"What's wrong with your opponent? If I give you a bracelet, I lose, then I deserve it."

After saying this, Song Yingshi successfully replaced the bracelet on Huai Xu's body with hers.

Xuejing's slender wrist is lined with the forbidden fruit of the snake, which is dazzling and enchanting. It is the finishing touch of the whole body.

She admired her eyes with satisfaction, raised her eyes to look at Huaixu, and said with a smile:

"That's perfect."

Song Yingshi took two steps back, looked at Huaixu and laughed:

"Huai Xu, you are so beautiful."

Song Yingshi was really satisfied, and there was a subtle sense of satisfaction.

In the dressing room, she felt a little embarrassed even staring at Huai Xu in person.

But when she thinks of the jewelry and can't help but imagine Huassu wearing it, the desire overwhelms everything.

Anyway, she's a straight girl, they're friends, what's she embarrassed about?

If you want to be nice to Huai Xu, what's there to cover up?

The voice of the director calling someone came from the stage, Song Yingshi glanced at it and said:

"Come on, the director calls you—"

A hand suddenly dropped from the top of her head, and she pressed it hard with gentle restraint.

Song Yingshi was caught off guard, her ponytails swayed behind her shoulders when she raised her head, she glared at the initiator:

"What are you doing, Huaixu?" Eng will revenge?

Huaixu replied softly in her heart—

You provoke me first.

Many times, three times.