Chapter 29
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The staff counted the number plates one by one. Jiang Zhe's number is 45, which is a better number.
But he didn't feel happy. He had a strong sense of superiority from childhood to adulthood. The only time he lost miserably was in the sixth competition. He thought he was sure to win the championship, but he didn't expect to be won by a little girl. The average score was only 0.1 higher than him.
It was like a thorn in his heart.
He remembered her face and her name. I'll see you more than two years later, but she didn't recognize him at all.
He grinned coldly.
People are always like this. People who are a step behind are not willing to worry about the people in front of them, but they don't even remember who they are.
The thorn in the throat can't swallow, can't spit out, and it's blocked.
And rather Zhen this piece of soft glutinous appearance, and he imagined the gap is too big, completely and the person on the stage is not the same.
Jiang Zhe was even more annoyed. When she looked at her, the light came down, her curly eyelashes fell down, and her skin was almost transparent. He didn't look very well and went back to the hotel by himself.
The next day in the semi-finals, everyone came to the dance hall early.
Ning Zhen is carrying a backpack, which is the clothes she needs to wear for her performance. She is not sure whether she can make it to the final, so she decides to perform modern jazz directly in the second round. The semi-final is much more formal than the preliminary, and almost everyone will choose to change their dancing clothes.
She watched a circle, several girls have put on a variety of performance clothes, including the girl who asked to change the number plate with her yesterday.
It seems that almost all the players who put on their clothes are those with the number plate at the front.
She turned her eyes and saw the hip-hop boy standing in the corner.
His dress is still very casual, black shirt, camouflage pants, holding arms standing in the corner, when the staff speak, his face is very tired.
Seems to feel her look, he looked over, just on her eyes.
Jiang Zhe's eyesight was not good, so he almost wrote his dislike on his face.
He behaves so obviously, rather Zhen is embarrassed to see again.
I'm disgusted again for no reason She sighed, a little helpless.
The semi-final time is relatively free, but the individual performance time should not exceed 10 minutes. The judges will score on the spot, and the results will not be announced until one hour after the performance.
They can choose to watch in the audience or to practice in the waiting room.
The waiting room is very spacious. The game starts at nine in the morning. At nine o'clock sharp, music can be heard in the background.
Ningzhen number card estimated to be noon to perform. After breakfast, she still chose not to have lunch for the sake of lightness.
At eleven o'clock, she felt hungry and took a piece of chocolate from her backpack.
She eats delicately, like a hamster.
Ning Zhen seems to have a feeling, raise head, see that the boy of hip-hop look at oneself complexly.
She was a little embarrassed.
This is He wants to eat, too?
In order to be friendly, she felt for a piece of chocolate from her schoolbag and approached him: "are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"
Jiang Zhe gave her a cold look and ignored her. She went to the sofa of the waiting room and went straight to sleep.
The people in the waiting room secretly looked over and many people were laughing.
Ning Zhen takes back hand, put chocolate back in bag, found a seat to sit down. The embarrassment of being dumped in public is even worse. Her face is a little red. Ning Zhen is calm for a while don't care, she didn't do anything bad.
One after another, there are players coming back from the front desk, with happy and worried faces.
Most of the people who finished the game did not choose to leave and sat nervously in the waiting room waiting for the news.
Although you can practice in the waiting room, everyone will not choose to dance here. They usually watch the dance video and wait quietly.
Ning Zhen silently listen to the music to find the beat, suddenly waiting for a riot in the room, the music inside the headset is covered, Ning Zhen raised his eyes, was not far away from the scene scared.
A blue dress girl, fell on the ground, people around are talking about what, Ning Zhen quickly take off the headset.
The comments are clearer.
She heard a girl's voice: "it all depends on what I do. I didn't touch her. She fell down by herself!"
Is before request and rather Zhen change number girl, call Zhao Mengying.
Eight trigrams always spread fast, the crowd noisy, Ning Zhen almost immediately guess what happened.
Zhao Mengying will take out into the waiting room, food taste is too big, caused the blue dress girl dissatisfaction, they argued a few words, blue dress girl suddenly fainted.
Around the boys and girls are looking there, there are a few people want to go, and a bit hesitant.
This kind of thing happens during the game. It's not good if it's misunderstood or delayed.
Jiang Zhe was woken up.He frowned at the crowd, just saw Ning Zhen trot past.
She was a little flustered and didn't dare to touch the girl on the ground. She was calling 120 with a phone in her hand. Ning Zhen has not met this kind of thing, don't know how to do, the girl on the ground is motionless, she urgent way: "everybody goes to the staff to have a look."
As if waking up, several people finally moved and rushed to find the staff.
Some people took the lead in rescuing people, and several people surrounded them one after another.
Zhao Mengying is no longer in the original place.
But at this time, no one cares about her.
It's a group of young girls who are a little confused when they encounter this kind of thing.
After receiving the news, the staff rushed over immediately, and the professional rescue personnel immediately checked the girl in blue.
Soon the man was carried away.
But it's hard to be quiet in the waiting room. We're all talking about what happened just now.
Most of them blame Zhao Mengying. Although she really didn't do anything to others, she hid the fastest when something happened, which always made people feel bad.
Ning Zhen frowns and sits back, hoping that girl is OK.
Her mood was affected and her spirit was tense.
Only then returned to God, the smell around her a Zheng, she picked up her schoolbag, above a large red oil.
Ning Zhen quickly opened the bag and took out the dance clothes inside.
On the off white trousers, there is a large area of dye.
Under the dazzling light, it's hard to ignore.
Zhao Mengying came over and bent down: "so what if it's me? Hypocrisy, are you proud to set me off so maliciously
Ning Zhen meets this kind of thing for the second time, the anger of the heart almost suppresses.
How can people be so bad!
Ning Zhen raises a hand, the schoolbag that touched oil throws on Zhao Mengying body: "lunatic!" She seldom scolds others. It's the first time that she scolds others in public. She values this competition so much, but some people can destroy others for their own sake.
Rabbits bite when they are in a hurry.
Zhao Mengying's light pink clothes were also stained with oil.
Her face changed and she raised her arm.
The wrist was caught.
Jiang Zhe cold smile: "classmate, you are too much, waiting room has monitoring."
After he finished, Zhao Mengying relaxed his hand and looked back. As expected, the monitor was behind her. The red light flashed suddenly. She gave a gentle, no more entanglement.
What if it's monitored?
She "accidentally" soiled a classmate's bag just, big compensation to her a bag, his game has ended, Ning Zhen but no game clothes.
Out.
Zhao Mengying laughs and leaves the waiting room without looking at them.
Ning Zhen is biting a lip, the fist clenches tightly. Fate seems to be joking with her. It happens one after another.
Jiang Zhe frowned at her and did not speak.
The trousers around me have a strong greasy smell. I'm sure I can't wear them like this.
The voice of the microphone came, "the following is the performance of No. 31 students, please prepare for No. 32 students."
Ning Zhen is number 34.
She suddenly got up and ran outside. She couldn't admit defeat so easily and end it so easily.
Jiang Zhe's index finger was against his chin, thinking.
After a while, Ning Zhen came back with a pair of scissors in his hand.
Because she chose to dance moden jazz, her upper body was tight and navel exposed, and her pants were very loose, similar to Harlem pants.
She lowered her eyes, cut along the oil, and changed her trousers into shorts.
All the way to pick up the root of the thigh, her scissors pause, a bite to the bottom of the trouser legs cut together.
It's a little shorter than the shorts.
But it's finally wearable.
These pants She pinched the cloth in her hand and said it was a fake.
In case Show
There's a voice from the microphone asking number 33 to prepare.
Ning Zhen grits her teeth and goes to the dressing room with her dancing clothes.
"Wait a minute." Jiang Zhe made a sound and frowned, "do you dance jazz?"
Ning Zhen turns head to see him, nodded, she is now upset. Jiang Zhe suddenly said in a voice: "give me the scissors, you wait for me for a minute."
On both sides of the hall is a white double-layer curtain, outside is a curtain, inside a thin layer of yarn, occasionally dotted with sequins.
Jiang Zhe took the scissors and cut off a large area directly.
Other people in the waiting room:
Ning Zhen also has a little Leng.
He came back and handed the curtain to her: "take care of yourself."
Seeing that she was a bit stunned, he added impatiently: "the skirt also has the jump method of the skirt, which is not flexible. It's better not to jump."
She's running out of time.
Ning Zhen hurried into the dressing room, she put on the clothes in a hurry, looked at the wide white curtain, took it up and surrounded the trousers outside.When she walked out of the dressing room, many people were surprised. Jiang Zhe took a look, and then he didn't open his eyes.
Unexpectedly beautiful.
The black tight navel dress shows the soft and slim waist, and the sequins outside the temporary "skirt" are colorful.
Is that ok?
Whether it's OK or not, she pushed the door open and just heard the sweet voice of the host.
"Next, let's invite No. 34 to perform..."
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The staff counted the number plates one by one. Jiang Zhe's number is 45, which is a better number.
But he didn't feel happy. He had a strong sense of superiority from childhood to adulthood. The only time he lost miserably was in the sixth competition. He thought he was sure to win the championship, but he didn't expect to be won by a little girl. The average score was only 0.1 higher than him.
It was like a thorn in his heart.
He remembered her face and her name. I'll see you more than two years later, but she didn't recognize him at all.
He grinned coldly.
People are always like this. People who are a step behind are not willing to worry about the people in front of them, but they don't even remember who they are.
The thorn in the throat can't swallow, can't spit out, and it's blocked.
And rather Zhen this piece of soft glutinous appearance, and he imagined the gap is too big, completely and the person on the stage is not the same.
Jiang Zhe was even more annoyed. When she looked at her, the light came down, her curly eyelashes fell down, and her skin was almost transparent. He didn't look very well and went back to the hotel by himself.
The next day in the semi-finals, everyone came to the dance hall early.
Ning Zhen is carrying a backpack, which is the clothes she needs to wear for her performance. She is not sure whether she can make it to the final, so she decides to perform modern jazz directly in the second round. The semi-final is much more formal than the preliminary, and almost everyone will choose to change their dancing clothes.
She watched a circle, several girls have put on a variety of performance clothes, including the girl who asked to change the number plate with her yesterday.
It seems that almost all the players who put on their clothes are those with the number plate at the front.
She turned her eyes and saw the hip-hop boy standing in the corner.
His dress is still very casual, black shirt, camouflage pants, holding arms standing in the corner, when the staff speak, his face is very tired.
Seems to feel her look, he looked over, just on her eyes.
Jiang Zhe's eyesight was not good, so he almost wrote his dislike on his face.
He behaves so obviously, rather Zhen is embarrassed to see again.
I'm disgusted again for no reason She sighed, a little helpless.
The semi-final time is relatively free, but the individual performance time should not exceed 10 minutes. The judges will score on the spot, and the results will not be announced until one hour after the performance.
They can choose to watch in the audience or to practice in the waiting room.
The waiting room is very spacious. The game starts at nine in the morning. At nine o'clock sharp, music can be heard in the background.
Ningzhen number card estimated to be noon to perform. After breakfast, she still chose not to have lunch for the sake of lightness.
At eleven o'clock, she felt hungry and took a piece of chocolate from her backpack.
She eats delicately, like a hamster.
Ning Zhen seems to have a feeling, raise head, see that the boy of hip-hop look at oneself complexly.
She was a little embarrassed.
This is He wants to eat, too?
In order to be friendly, she felt for a piece of chocolate from her schoolbag and approached him: "are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"
Jiang Zhe gave her a cold look and ignored her. She went to the sofa of the waiting room and went straight to sleep.
The people in the waiting room secretly looked over and many people were laughing.
Ning Zhen takes back hand, put chocolate back in bag, found a seat to sit down. The embarrassment of being dumped in public is even worse. Her face is a little red. Ning Zhen is calm for a while don't care, she didn't do anything bad.
One after another, there are players coming back from the front desk, with happy and worried faces.
Most of the people who finished the game did not choose to leave and sat nervously in the waiting room waiting for the news.
Although you can practice in the waiting room, everyone will not choose to dance here. They usually watch the dance video and wait quietly.
Ning Zhen silently listen to the music to find the beat, suddenly waiting for a riot in the room, the music inside the headset is covered, Ning Zhen raised his eyes, was not far away from the scene scared.
A blue dress girl, fell on the ground, people around are talking about what, Ning Zhen quickly take off the headset.
The comments are clearer.
She heard a girl's voice: "it all depends on what I do. I didn't touch her. She fell down by herself!"
Is before request and rather Zhen change number girl, call Zhao Mengying.
Eight trigrams always spread fast, the crowd noisy, Ning Zhen almost immediately guess what happened.
Zhao Mengying will take out into the waiting room, food taste is too big, caused the blue dress girl dissatisfaction, they argued a few words, blue dress girl suddenly fainted.
Around the boys and girls are looking there, there are a few people want to go, and a bit hesitant.
This kind of thing happens during the game. It's not good if it's misunderstood or delayed.
Jiang Zhe was woken up.He frowned at the crowd, just saw Ning Zhen trot past.
She was a little flustered and didn't dare to touch the girl on the ground. She was calling 120 with a phone in her hand. Ning Zhen has not met this kind of thing, don't know how to do, the girl on the ground is motionless, she urgent way: "everybody goes to the staff to have a look."
As if waking up, several people finally moved and rushed to find the staff.
Some people took the lead in rescuing people, and several people surrounded them one after another.
Zhao Mengying is no longer in the original place.
But at this time, no one cares about her.
It's a group of young girls who are a little confused when they encounter this kind of thing.
After receiving the news, the staff rushed over immediately, and the professional rescue personnel immediately checked the girl in blue.
Soon the man was carried away.
But it's hard to be quiet in the waiting room. We're all talking about what happened just now.
Most of them blame Zhao Mengying. Although she really didn't do anything to others, she hid the fastest when something happened, which always made people feel bad.
Ning Zhen frowns and sits back, hoping that girl is OK.
Her mood was affected and her spirit was tense.
Only then returned to God, the smell around her a Zheng, she picked up her schoolbag, above a large red oil.
Ning Zhen quickly opened the bag and took out the dance clothes inside.
On the off white trousers, there is a large area of dye.
Under the dazzling light, it's hard to ignore.
Zhao Mengying came over and bent down: "so what if it's me? Hypocrisy, are you proud to set me off so maliciously
Ning Zhen meets this kind of thing for the second time, the anger of the heart almost suppresses.
How can people be so bad!
Ning Zhen raises a hand, the schoolbag that touched oil throws on Zhao Mengying body: "lunatic!" She seldom scolds others. It's the first time that she scolds others in public. She values this competition so much, but some people can destroy others for their own sake.
Rabbits bite when they are in a hurry.
Zhao Mengying's light pink clothes were also stained with oil.
Her face changed and she raised her arm.
The wrist was caught.
Jiang Zhe cold smile: "classmate, you are too much, waiting room has monitoring."
After he finished, Zhao Mengying relaxed his hand and looked back. As expected, the monitor was behind her. The red light flashed suddenly. She gave a gentle, no more entanglement.
What if it's monitored?
She "accidentally" soiled a classmate's bag just, big compensation to her a bag, his game has ended, Ning Zhen but no game clothes.
Out.
Zhao Mengying laughs and leaves the waiting room without looking at them.
Ning Zhen is biting a lip, the fist clenches tightly. Fate seems to be joking with her. It happens one after another.
Jiang Zhe frowned at her and did not speak.
The trousers around me have a strong greasy smell. I'm sure I can't wear them like this.
The voice of the microphone came, "the following is the performance of No. 31 students, please prepare for No. 32 students."
Ning Zhen is number 34.
She suddenly got up and ran outside. She couldn't admit defeat so easily and end it so easily.
Jiang Zhe's index finger was against his chin, thinking.
After a while, Ning Zhen came back with a pair of scissors in his hand.
Because she chose to dance moden jazz, her upper body was tight and navel exposed, and her pants were very loose, similar to Harlem pants.
She lowered her eyes, cut along the oil, and changed her trousers into shorts.
All the way to pick up the root of the thigh, her scissors pause, a bite to the bottom of the trouser legs cut together.
It's a little shorter than the shorts.
But it's finally wearable.
These pants She pinched the cloth in her hand and said it was a fake.
In case Show
There's a voice from the microphone asking number 33 to prepare.
Ning Zhen grits her teeth and goes to the dressing room with her dancing clothes.
"Wait a minute." Jiang Zhe made a sound and frowned, "do you dance jazz?"
Ning Zhen turns head to see him, nodded, she is now upset. Jiang Zhe suddenly said in a voice: "give me the scissors, you wait for me for a minute."
On both sides of the hall is a white double-layer curtain, outside is a curtain, inside a thin layer of yarn, occasionally dotted with sequins.
Jiang Zhe took the scissors and cut off a large area directly.
Other people in the waiting room:
Ning Zhen also has a little Leng.
He came back and handed the curtain to her: "take care of yourself."
Seeing that she was a bit stunned, he added impatiently: "the skirt also has the jump method of the skirt, which is not flexible. It's better not to jump."
She's running out of time.
Ning Zhen hurried into the dressing room, she put on the clothes in a hurry, looked at the wide white curtain, took it up and surrounded the trousers outside.When she walked out of the dressing room, many people were surprised. Jiang Zhe took a look, and then he didn't open his eyes.
Unexpectedly beautiful.
The black tight navel dress shows the soft and slim waist, and the sequins outside the temporary "skirt" are colorful.
Is that ok?
Whether it's OK or not, she pushed the door open and just heard the sweet voice of the host.
"Next, let's invite No. 34 to perform..."
The staff counted the number plates one by one. Jiang Zhe's number is 45, which is a better number. But he didn't feel happy. He had a strong sense of superiority from childhood to adulthood. The only time he lost miserably was in the sixth competition. He thought he was sure to win the championship, but he didn't expect to be won by a little girl. The average score was only 0.1 higher than him. It was like a thorn in his heart. He remembered her face and her name. I'll see you more than two years later, but she didn't recognize him at all. He grinned coldly. People are always like this. People who are a step behind are not willing to worry about the people in front of them, but they don't even remember who they are. The thorn in the throat can't swallow, can't spit out, and it's blocked. And rather Zhen this piece of soft glutinous appearance, and he imagined the gap is too big, completely and the person on the stage is not the same. Jiang Zhe was even more annoyed. When she looked at her, the light came down, her curly eyelashes fell down, and her skin was almost transparent. He didn't look very well and went back to the hotel by himself. The next day in the semi-finals, everyone came to the dance hall early. Ning Zhen is carrying a backpack, which is the clothes she needs to wear for her performance. She is not sure whether she can make it to the final, so she decides to perform modern jazz directly in the second round. The semi-final is much more formal than the preliminary, and almost everyone will choose to change their dancing clothes. She watched a circle, several girls have put on a variety of performance clothes, including the girl who asked to change the number plate with her yesterday. It seems that almost all the players who put on their clothes are those with the number plate at the front. She turned her eyes and saw the hip-hop boy standing in the corner. His dress is still very casual, black shirt, camouflage pants, holding arms standing in the corner, when the staff speak, his face is very tired. Seems to feel her look, he looked over, just on her eyes. Jiang Zhe's eyesight was not good, so he almost wrote his dislike on his face. He behaves so obviously, rather Zhen is embarrassed to see again. I'm disgusted again for no reason She sighed, a little helpless. The semi-final time is relatively free, but the individual performance time should not exceed 10 minutes. The judges will score on the spot, and the results will not be announced until one hour after the performance. They can choose to watch in the audience or to practice in the waiting room. The waiting room is very spacious. The game starts at nine in the morning. At nine o'clock sharp, music can be heard in the background. Ningzhen number card estimated to be noon to perform. After breakfast, she still chose not to have lunch for the sake of lightness. At eleven o'clock, she felt hungry and took a piece of chocolate from her backpack. She eats delicately, like a hamster. Ning Zhen seems to have a feeling, raise head, see that the boy of hip-hop look at oneself complexly. She was a little embarrassed. This is He wants to eat, too? In order to be friendly, she felt for a piece of chocolate from her schoolbag and approached him: "are you hungry? Do you want to eat?" Jiang Zhe gave her a cold look and ignored her. She went to the sofa of the waiting room and went straight to sleep. The people in the waiting room secretly looked over and many people were laughing. Ning Zhen takes back hand, put chocolate back in bag, found a seat to sit down. The embarrassment of being dumped in public is even worse. Her face is a little red. Ning Zhen is calm for a while don't care, she didn't do anything bad. One after another, there are players coming back from the front desk, with happy and worried faces. Most of the people who finished the game did not choose to leave and sat nervously in the waiting room waiting for the news. Although you can practice in the waiting room, everyone will not choose to dance here. They usually watch the dance video and wait quietly. Ning Zhen silently listen to the music to find the beat, suddenly waiting for a riot in the room, the music inside the headset is covered, Ning Zhen raised his eyes, was not far away from the scene scared. A blue dress girl, fell on the ground, people around are talking about what, Ning Zhen quickly take off the headset. The comments are clearer. She heard a girl's voice: "it all depends on what I do. I didn't touch her. She fell down by herself!" Is before request and rather Zhen change number girl, call Zhao Mengying. Eight trigrams always spread fast, the crowd noisy, Ning Zhen almost immediately guess what happened. Zhao Mengying will take out into the waiting room, food taste is too big, caused the blue dress girl dissatisfaction, they argued a few words, blue dress girl suddenly fainted. Around the boys and girls are looking there, there are a few people want to go, and a bit hesitant. This kind of thing happens during the game. It's not good if it's misunderstood or delayed. Jiang Zhe was woken up.He frowned at the crowd, just saw Ning Zhen trot past. She was a little flustered and didn't dare to touch the girl on the ground. She was calling 120 with a phone in her hand. Ning Zhen has not met this kind of thing, don't know how to do, the girl on the ground is motionless, she urgent way: "everybody goes to the staff to have a look." As if waking up, several people finally moved and rushed to find the staff. Some people took the lead in rescuing people, and several people surrounded them one after another. Zhao Mengying is no longer in the original place. But at this time, no one cares about her. It's a group of young girls who are a little confused when they encounter this kind of thing. After receiving the news, the staff rushed over immediately, and the professional rescue personnel immediately checked the girl in blue. Soon the man was carried away. But it's hard to be quiet in the waiting room. We're all talking about what happened just now. Most of them blame Zhao Mengying. Although she really didn't do anything to others, she hid the fastest when something happened, which always made people feel bad. Ning Zhen frowns and sits back, hoping that girl is OK. Her mood was affected and her spirit was tense. Only then returned to God, the smell around her a Zheng, she picked up her schoolbag, above a large red oil. Ning Zhen quickly opened the bag and took out the dance clothes inside. On the off white trousers, there is a large area of dye. Under the dazzling light, it's hard to ignore. Zhao Mengying came over and bent down: "so what if it's me? Hypocrisy, are you proud to set me off so maliciously Ning Zhen meets this kind of thing for the second time, the anger of the heart almost suppresses. How can people be so bad! Ning Zhen raises a hand, the schoolbag that touched oil throws on Zhao Mengying body: "lunatic!" She seldom scolds others. It's the first time that she scolds others in public. She values this competition so much, but some people can destroy others for their own sake. Rabbits bite when they are in a hurry. Zhao Mengying's light pink clothes were also stained with oil. Her face changed and she raised her arm. The wrist was caught. Jiang Zhe cold smile: "classmate, you are too much, waiting room has monitoring." After he finished, Zhao Mengying relaxed his hand and looked back. As expected, the monitor was behind her. The red light flashed suddenly. She gave a gentle, no more entanglement. What if it's monitored? She "accidentally" soiled a classmate's bag just, big compensation to her a bag, his game has ended, Ning Zhen but no game clothes. Out. Zhao Mengying laughs and leaves the waiting room without looking at them. Ning Zhen is biting a lip, the fist clenches tightly. Fate seems to be joking with her. It happens one after another. Jiang Zhe frowned at her and did not speak. The trousers around me have a strong greasy smell. I'm sure I can't wear them like this. The voice of the microphone came, "the following is the performance of No. 31 students, please prepare for No. 32 students." Ning Zhen is number 34. She suddenly got up and ran outside. She couldn't admit defeat so easily and end it so easily. Jiang Zhe's index finger was against his chin, thinking. After a while, Ning Zhen came back with a pair of scissors in his hand. Because she chose to dance moden jazz, her upper body was tight and navel exposed, and her pants were very loose, similar to Harlem pants. She lowered her eyes, cut along the oil, and changed her trousers into shorts. All the way to pick up the root of the thigh, her scissors pause, a bite to the bottom of the trouser legs cut together. It's a little shorter than the shorts. But it's finally wearable. These pants She pinched the cloth in her hand and said it was a fake. In case Show There's a voice from the microphone asking number 33 to prepare. Ning Zhen grits her teeth and goes to the dressing room with her dancing clothes. "Wait a minute." Jiang Zhe made a sound and frowned, "do you dance jazz?" Ning Zhen turns head to see him, nodded, she is now upset. Jiang Zhe suddenly said in a voice: "give me the scissors, you wait for me for a minute." On both sides of the hall is a white double-layer curtain, outside is a curtain, inside a thin layer of yarn, occasionally dotted with sequins. Jiang Zhe took the scissors and cut off a large area directly. Other people in the waiting room: Ning Zhen also has a little Leng. He came back and handed the curtain to her: "take care of yourself." Seeing that she was a bit stunned, he added impatiently: "the skirt also has the jump method of the skirt, which is not flexible. It's better not to jump." She's running out of time. Ning Zhen hurried into the dressing room, she put on the clothes in a hurry, looked at the wide white curtain, took it up and surrounded the trousers outside.When she walked out of the dressing room, many people were surprised. Jiang Zhe took a look, and then he didn't open his eyes. Unexpectedly beautiful. The black tight navel dress shows the soft and slim waist, and the sequins outside the temporary "skirt" are colorful. Is that ok? Whether it's OK or not, she pushed the door open and just heard the sweet voice of the host. "Next, let's invite No. 34 to perform..."
