Agent Reborn: God-level Scholar

Chapter 117 Cheng Xiaocheng’s conspiracy

The song selection process was quick and perfunctory, and the two settled on an English song, "Perfect."

Cheng Xiaocheng has a background in piano, so she plays the piano and sings on midsummer nights.

The rehearsal practice of the two people progressed much faster than expected on Midsummer Night.

In the afternoon, the two of us got along very well.

"I can't tell, you still have something in your throat." Cheng Xiaocheng closed the piano lid, glanced at the midsummer night, and said lukewarmly.

On a midsummer night, I wiped my sweat with a wet tissue and walked out without paying attention to her.

"Where are you going? The class monitor said that in order to wish us good luck, he would treat us to dinner tonight." Cheng Xiaocheng stopped her and said, "The whole class will go, so don't act alone and be unique."

Sheng Xia Ye closed his eyes in a deep voice, then opened his eyes to look at her again, with a bit of coldness in his beautiful eyes, "Send me the address of the restaurant."

She walked out of the teaching building, and Zhong Wenman was sitting on the steps waiting for her.

Zhong Wenman handed her a bottle of water, with a faint smile on her lips, "I didn't expect you to be so good at singing. Why didn't you take the exam at the conservatory before? Maybe -"

"I'm not interested." Sheng Xia Ye took a sip of water.

Zhong Wenman was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

She didn't know much about Shengxia Ye in the past. She only knew that she was a dull gourd who didn't like to talk. But now she seems to have changed. She has a cheerful and bright personality, good academic performance, and can sing well, but she doesn't seem to care about anything.

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If she is willing to give it a try, with her talent, she should be able to achieve anything effortlessly.

"In fact, you should participate in this competition."

On a midsummer night, I saw Zhong Wenman silent for a while, thinking that she was regretting that she didn't choose to sing this time.

She was not good at comforting people. She said "You are already great" stuck in her throat and couldn't say it out, so her expression seemed a bit difficult and complicated.

Zhong Wenman turned his head to look at her, then chuckled and shook his head, "Xia Ye, it doesn't matter if I miss this opportunity. I will work harder to fight for the opportunity in the future. I hope that one day, you and I can meet at the top."

The breeze blew gently, lifting the slightly golden hair in front of the girl's forehead. Zhong Wenman's small face was covered with a thin layer of velvet-like light, which made her look pretty.

Hearing this, Sheng Xia Ye also laughed.

"It's best if you think so. I'll wait for you."

We meet at the top, and the future will only take a flowery path.

…

The restaurant appointed by the class monitor was not far from the school. When midsummer night arrived, there was only one seat left for her on both sides of the long table.

On the left is Cheng Xiaocheng.

On the right is Qin Chu.

After Bai Feixue was ordered to drop out of school by Bai's father, only two of the three Musketeers of Class X were left.

Shengxia Yehan sat between the two of them with a smile on his face.

"I heard from Xiao Cheng that you practiced well. I remember that her piano performance was very good." The squad leader suddenly stood up and raised a glass of RIO cocktail. "I'll give you one first and wish you a good start and win the victory for Class X."

The first certificate of merit in three years.”

As the monitor of the class, he had the nerve to say that the class had been left alone for three years.

Midsummer night scoffed.

Seeing other classmates getting up one after another, she turned a blind eye and took a piece of braised pork into her mouth and savored it carefully.

"It's hard to be alone on a midsummer night, but with me, I will definitely get the first place." Cheng Xiaocheng clinked glasses with his classmates.

Qin Chu suddenly bumped Cheng Xiaocheng's arm slightly and whispered, "Is it almost done?"

Cheng Xiaocheng pursed her lips, put down the glass with half a glass of orange juice left, and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"I'll go too!" Qin Chu followed closely.

Some classmates in the class joked, "They are talking, right? They are so close!"

"How is that possible? Chengzi regards Qin Chu as a sister. If she likes her, she must be in love with Jiang Ye. But then again, why didn't Jiang Ye come to dinner?"

Half an hour later, the meal ended.

Sheng Xia Ye looked at Cheng Xiaocheng who was sitting motionless in the chair, "Don't forget to do your makeup in advance."

"Am I the kind of person who is not punctual?" Cheng Xiaocheng glanced at her, "Let's go, let's go, don't be verbose like an old lady!"

Tear your lips on a midsummer night.

If it weren't for the bonus, she wouldn't bother talking nonsense to her.

Sheng Xia Ye arrived at the auditorium first. According to the rules, she needed to draw lots to determine the number of appearances before entering the backstage to put on makeup.

Number five.

The staff member wrote 5 on the register, nodded and said: "Please hurry up and get ready. It will be your turn soon. Why don't you partner?"

"Come here later." There was a bit of irritation in Sheng Xia Ye's eyes.

Soon, the dark Great Hall was lit up, and it was resplendent and extraordinarily grand.

The students took their seats one after another, and the auditorium, which could accommodate a thousand people at the same time, suddenly became very lively.

It took less than twenty minutes to complete the look on Midsummer Night.

She carried her skirt and came to the assembly hall, walked up the steps, and looked for where the classmates from Class X were sitting.

The eyes of boys and girls along the way fell more or less on her, and they couldn't look away after just one look.

The knee-length tutu skirt with white gauze suspenders accentuates the slender waist and slender legs. The face with light makeup is as beautiful as picturesque, especially the eyes as smart as a deer. At the moment, they are calm, incomparably beautiful, and sudden.

Increases the feeling of coolness.

"Woc! Why didn't I realize she was so beautiful before?"

"Is this still the same bitch that thousands of people stepped on before?"

"If I could have a girlfriend like this, I would wake up laughing in my dreams."

"Wake up, you used to be indifferent to her on Midsummer Night, but now I'm afraid you can't reach her!"

"Fuxing! Why don't you just put a layer of cloth on your body..."

Midsummer Night turned a blind eye to the eyes glued to her, walked up more than twenty steps, and finally found the location of Class X.

The classmates were stunned.

Some people exclaimed in surprise, and some people sighed secretly.

"Give it!" A boy tilted up his chair to make way for her. On a midsummer night, his slender fingers held the hem of his skirt and walked in, bringing with him a burst of gardenia petals.

The boy in the back row, wearing a sweater and hat, raised his eyes when he smelled the familiar fragrance.

It was like the spring breeze blowing on his face, watching the starry sky at night, his senses were pleasantly satisfied, and his vision was as shocking as a feast. Jiang Ye squinted his eyes until the girl sat down, his eyes still attached to her smooth back.

I sat down on a midsummer night and turned my head to look at the boy next to me.

He usually likes to tease her with his classmates. Now sitting next to her, he was so nervous that his tongue was tied, "What...what's wrong?"

"Do you have Cheng Xiaocheng's number? Give it to me."

The boy said cooperatively and gave it to her.

She called, but no one answered.

On a midsummer night, I switched to a boy's cell phone to make a call. As soon as the ringtone rang twice, the person on the other end answered the call.

"Where are you?" Sheng Xia Ye asked coldly.

"Xia Ye, I'm looking for your mobile phone number to call you... I suddenly got a stomachache and it hurts so much." Cheng Xiaocheng called out, making Xia Ye feel sick.

"You mean you're going to start the show today?"

If you don't come, it's ruined, right?

"I'm in so much pain that I'm afraid I won't be able to come." Cheng Xiaocheng hung up the phone. When he called again on Midsummer Night, the phone prompted to turn off the phone.

A hint of coldness slowly appeared on her red lips.

It turned out to be waiting for her here.

The two people were scheduled to attend, leaving her to go on stage alone to cause embarrassment...

(End of chapter)