After Dressing Up as Green Tea, I was Promoted to Group Favorite (MTL ONLY)

Chapter 39: The Scent of Spring Flower

There was silence for a few seconds in the auditorium. Everyone had not yet come out of their emotions.

Just when the audience thought the show was over, a string of guqin strums suddenly sounded in the background.

In tune with the rhythm of the clanging strings, the young man trembled painfully for a few times and slowly lowered his head to look at his chest.

It turned out that this was the enemy soldier's counterattack against his assassin after seeing the king being killed.

He had already anticipated the outcome, and he died without regrets.

The young man fell to the ground like a broken butterfly.

Jian Yi used a little paint hidden in his cuffs, and from a perspective that the audience couldn't see, he applied a swipe on his lips, along the corners of his mouth towards his chin.

A miserable red track remained on the fair face.

The grassland, sky, and flowers of my hometown began to flash on the background screen on the stage, which was the revolving door before the boy's death.

The spotlight in the center of the stage hit the boy who fell to the ground, forming a circular beam.

Jian Yi raised his hand three times, each time lower than the last. Each time he raised his hand, it was like his heartbeat, getting weaker and weaker.

In conjunction with the interpretation of the lighting, the light becomes darker and darker, eventually returning to darkness and death.

The venue was silent for three seconds.

The lights are all on again.

Jian Yi and his companions were already standing in a long row on the stage, bowing in thanks.

The host started the cue process: "Thank you to these lovely dancers for bringing us such a wonderful dance show! Did you think the performance just now was good?"

As soon as these words came out, the place exploded again, and there was overwhelming applause.

[Ahhhhhhh, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead! Mother! He is so beautiful! ]

[I actually cried while watching a dance show. When the little brother fell to the ground at the end, I couldn't hold back my tears. ]

[I thought it would be an open ending, I don't care, that arrow was shot at me, and I will be bound if it hits it! 】

【Sisters upstairs, your abacus is so bad that it's flying in my face. After watching this show, will your family still have the heart to watch subsequent shows? ]

[I think the people who came out later were under a lot of pressure, and there was really nothing they could do about it. This performance was so exciting! ]

[If there is this kind of dance in the Spring Festival Gala, will I not watch it? 】

【I recorded the screen, my family, I want to go back and check it out a few more times! ]

[I am now curious about the name of this freshman in the dance department. I'll check out their campus forum later. I don't believe I can't identify this person! ]

[I feel like he is very talented. He can dance so well in his freshman year and his future is limitless. 】

Jin Bo no longer has time to pay attention to the barrage, and even he himself was dumbfounded.

He boasted that he was not very interested in literary and artistic programs and came here just to see his sister, but he really watched the program just now and was deeply shocked.

He turned his head to see how Qiu Yuelun was sleeping, but found that Qiu Yuelun had opened his eyes at some point and was staring at the center of the stage with bright eyes.

Jin Bo touched his chin, smiled playfully, and pushed Qiu Yuelun with his elbow, "Hey! Brother Yuelun, what do you think of this? It's different from those vulgar fans, right?"

Qiu Yuelun said nothing and tightened his lips. Click your lips.

Jin Bo understood the other party and could see through his mind at a glance, and said with a smile: "If you like it, let's go backstage and ask for WeChat now, or ask my sister to ask for it. It's all from the cloud. It's not difficult to know who this handsome guy is. "

Qiu Yuelun clenched his fists and said, "Don't talk too much."

After the curtain call, the performers left from both sides and entered the backstage.

Jian You is still out of breath. This body's physical fitness is still too poor. Being able to support him through a dance is already his limit.

There was a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead, the tip of his nose, and his back.

Li Xiangchi threw him a clean towel: "Ah Yi, you didn't make any mistakes just now. It's much better than the rehearsal!"

Jian Yi smiled: "Yes, thanks to everyone's help and care for me."

The others waved their hands. Said: "Xiao Yizi, we are brothers who have been on the battlefield together, why are you so polite?"

"What's more, you are extremely talented, and we didn't do much to help you. You just realized it yourself."

"If you were any more humble . , but it belongs to Versailles."

"Just now, when Xiao Yizi danced solo on top, the audience was dumbfounded."

"Hahahaha, after all, who can not be lost in the beauty of the class . "Which one won?"

Jian Yi didn't know how his performance was, but after hearing the deafening applause from everyone, he thought it was relatively successful.

Especially... when he was performing archery, he saw Yi Siyu in the first row at a glance.

The man's eyes seemed to be devouring him, causing him to lose consciousness for a moment.

He has never seen Yi Siyu look like that, with strong desire, crazy, and wanting to tear people into pieces...

[System 748: The host has achieved the second stage of achievement, don't you have any thoughts? 】

【Jian Yi:? ? ? When did this happen! ? ]

[System 748: Just when the host was dancing, the system prompted! ]

[Jian Yi: Sorry, I was too focused and didn't pay attention. ]

[System 748: Let you listen to it again. ]

[Ding - Congratulations to the host for achieving the second stage goal and winning the title of "Intermediate Tea Master". ]

[Ding - the reward has been opened, and you will have the permanent right to use the "scent of spring flowers". 】

【Jian Yi: The fragrance of spring flowers? What does that smell like? ]

[System 748: It's a taste that can only be experienced but cannot be expressed in words! It's a change to the host's body! ]

[Jian Yi: Isn't that just body fragrance? ]

[System 748: The intensity of this fragrance can change according to the host's mood and physical pleasure. 】

【Jian Yi: What you are talking about sounds like pheromones, although it is not exactly the same...don't tell me this is still an ABO article! I am already shocked to know that you have this system! ]

[System 748: Oh, no, the host will understand later. ]

Seeing Er Tong smiling evilly in his mind, Jian Yi always had an ominous premonition. How could a Tong be so insignificant.

He had just sent a message to Yi Siyu, telling him that if he didn't want to watch the next show, he could go back first.

Because all of their performers had to wait until the entire performance was over, and a group photo was taken at the end of the curtain call to be used as the school's annual photo archive.

[Yu]: It's okay, I'll wait for you.

The other party responded quickly, with just a few words, which made people feel at ease.

Jian Yi smiled at the phone. At this moment, someone called his name.

He turned around and saw Mo Huan standing not far away, looking at him with burning eyes.

"Senior Mo." Jian Yi put his phone away and took a few steps, "Why did you come backstage? Didn't you continue watching the show?"

Seeing this living person in front of him again, Mo Huan felt an indescribable excitement in his heart.

He had thought that Jian Yi's dancing would be beautiful, but he didn't expect it to be so shocking.

Mo Huan studied acting, and he can deeply understand the emotions performed by the other party on the stage.

From the beginning to the end of the show, his fingers couldn't help but tremble, and there were several emotional outbursts that gave him goosebumps.

Jian Yi is not just a dancer, he is a performer and an excellent conveyer of emotions.

The arrangement of the show is very layered, the emotions are reversal and progression, and the plot is constantly surprising.

Mo Huan not only admired Jian Yi's business ability today, but was also deeply attracted by Jian Yi's radiant image on the stage.

This kind of good-looking and capable boy really impressed him and was his ideal type.

So when Jian Yi's show ended, Mo Huan couldn't sit down for a moment.

This senior, who had always been as gentle as jade, had a hint of flushing on his face at the moment, quietly hiding in the dimness. When he saw the person he missed, he reflexively called out his name.

Seeing the other person walking towards him, Mo Huan's breathing became a little heavier.

He pinched the side of his pants, wiped the sweat from his palms, and pretended to be calm: "I said you can definitely do it. The performance just now was perfect, more impressive than any show I have seen in the past." "Profound."

No one likes to be praised. When Jian Yi heard Mo Huan's words, he felt happy and said softly: "

Xiao Yi, can I...can I call you that?" Mo Huan's heart skipped a beat. It was done very quickly, and I was afraid that the boy would reject me.

But Jian Yi didn't think much about it, "Okay." After all, everyone called him Xiao Yizi.

The boy's answering voice was sweet and waxy, as sweet as the person he was.

Mo Huan seemed to smell the faint fragrance of Jian Yi's body. It was different from the smell of perfume. If you didn't smell it carefully, you might not be able to smell it. He couldn't tell whether it was fruity or floral. It was a very fresh smell.

He couldn't help but want to pursue this smell and continue to approach the young man, but the other party took a step back in time, "I'm sorry, Senior Mo, our classmate asked me to come over..."

Mo Huan was alert, he almost lost his temper just now, and suddenly said: " Ah, it's okay! You can go and do your work. Let's go out to eat together after the meeting. You can invite your classmates, I'll treat you!"

Jian Yi thought that Yi Siyu was still waiting in the auditorium and said awkwardly: "Sorry, I have to go back to eat today. There are people waiting at home."

Mo Huan was embarrassed, but quickly corrected his emotions: "This is a bit of a pity. Let's do it next time."

Looking at the young man's cheerful back, he gradually Disappeared from sight, and an emotion called loss quickly occupied his brain.

It turned out that he was so eager to stay with this person, even if they just talked or had a meal together, it would give him endless pleasure.

Mo Huan only regretted that he was about to graduate and there would not be many opportunities to come back in the future. It would be such a blessing to be able to get along with Jian Yi day and night at school.

The first row of the auditorium.

Although Yi Siyu sat there and did not leave, his mind was no longer on the stage, and he did not feel much about the rest of the show.

Before, he had only seen Jian Yi wearing training clothes and practicing at home, but he had never seen him put on performance clothes and makeup to dance.

This dance today almost took his soul away.

Seeing the boy's white waist that was exposed from time to time, he wanted to cover it with his coat. It was best to cover it tightly so that no one could see it except him.

If he had known that Jian Yi was going to perform in this outfit, he would have tried every means to get the boy to change it.

Who are you showing to when you are dressed so revealingly?

It took advantage of the nymphomaniac audience in the audience. Yi Siyu cursed in his heart unhappily.

Yi Siyu has seen the wild look of Jian Yi in the bar in the information, the pitiful look on the roadside in reality, and the innocent look in the cafe. Today is the first time he saw the charming and charming look of the young man.

It is like a bouquet of poppies, leading people to fall into the sea of ​​sin.

Mr. Yi in the first row: He is twisting at me and he is going to die!

Senior Mo in the second row: He exudes fragrance to me, so sweet!

Mensao Qiu in the third row: He... damn! How do you say this to WeChat!