novelraw Chapter 262
Chapter 262
Chapter 262 The King of 263 Hundred Soldiers seems to be the old people! (Two more)
Ye Jingxian did not respond immediately.
Dean Huang was not surprised, he said a gentle point in front of the girl, “Is time coming?”
Yes, time is coming!
Ye Jingxian looked at the white paper bag with his head and took Jiang with his head, and did not forget the etiquette. He bent down to Dean Huang, “Dean Huang, goodbye.”
She took a paper bag to the background.
Dean Huang turned around and looked at Jiang Affiliated, “Jiang Shao, let’s go in front?”
Jiang attached to his eyes and fell on the back curtain for a while, and followed Dean Huang to the auditorium.
At this point, the people outside the auditorium have closed the door and did not let the audience come in.
After Dean Huang came in, the door closed completely, and many people still held their mobile phones outside to shoot.
The headlights have been extinguished, leaving only the atmosphere lights on the stage. There are only two positions in the first row in the first row.
Dean Feng was sitting in the position early and raised his eyes. When he saw that Dean Huang came in from the door, he followed a long man behind him. He quickly got up and greeted him.
“Dean Huang,” he greeted Dean Huang in a low voice, his eyes fell on the back, “Jiang Shao.”
Jiang Xizhen, the financial talent of Jiangda Financial College, CEO of ZTE.
But everyone knows who is behind Jiang Xizhen.
Dean Feng was able to take the chairman of the Federation of Industry and Commerce and rely on his student.
“Dean Feng.” Jiang attached to him lazily at him. He sat on the empty position beside Dean Feng, leaning on the back of the chair elegantly, his delicate eyebrows were slightly converged, and he was cold and indifferent.
Don’t talk to anyone.
Dean Huang sat on the other side of Jiang attached to the other side.
After the two of Dean Feng and the two sat down, they slowly sat down.
The first two rows of seats were quietly down, and the voice of the conversation became much smaller.
The people in the next row of student unions behind this scene saw that as Dean Feng’s current status at the Finance Academy, he got up and welcomed each other. Both Dean only sat next to him. Who is this?
The front lights are not bright, and only the back of the man in the middle is particularly cold under the light.
**
Backstage.
The makeup artist is not so professional. The skin color of the white pupa is white enough. She only helped Bai Yan add some shadows and painted some lipsticks.
“I dare not add anything in this face.” The makeup artist looked at Bai Yan’s face and sighed.
Ye Jingxian took out the clothes in the bag.
Without Ye Jingxian’s gorgeous imagination, it was Bai Yan Suyou. She didn’t have time to think about it. He handed his clothes to Bai Yan. “Xue Girl, let’s change clothes first.”
The two hosts were waiting behind the curtain, ready to come to the stage to report.
White 蔹 was in the change room, and she looked down and expanded the white dress. In addition to the white robe, there was a pair of practice pants. She worn one by one, and finally picked up the white band, loosened in the waist.
Outside.
Ye Jingxian was still not very at ease when Bai Yan changed clothes, and Bai Shiming called her on the phone.
“Today, both of the two deans are there, and there is a guest,” in the mobile phone, Bai Shiming’s voice is serious, “it is also strange, they are all here.
Guest?
Ye Jingxian naturally thought of the one he had just seen, “You can rest assured that your school girl will not have problems.”
She comforted Bai Shiming.
Hanging the phone continued to wait for Bai Yan out.
“What about the prop that the prop that the prop is?” Ye Jingxian remembered this, and Kong Wei hurriedly took the long gun over.
Bai Yan came out of the clothes room.
She was wearing a white simple long skirt, a white puppet around her waist, and she was lazy between the eyebrows.
Ye Jingxian handed the long gun in his hand to Bai Yan, “Xuemei, try this gun.”
This is the props prepared by Ye Jingxian for Bai Yan. Last week, I wanted to let Bai Yancai test the gun, but because of the sound of the sound, she did not rehearse.
Some of the students next to the students listened to Ye Jingxian’s phrase and looked at each other.
Haven’t tried this gun yet?
Can that work?
These people were thinking that Bai Yan reached out and picked up the red gimbrin and stood the gun on the ground. The whole gun was even taller than her.
With her movement slowly fell down, the silver gun tip was cold.
Everyone around him saw that the momentum of her body changed from the second time she took the gun, as if she was lazy on the stone white tiger on the stone, and suddenly felt that someone invaded, and looked at her own territory.
Ye Jingxian looked at her, always restless, calming down instantly.
“When did you come on?” Bai Yan glanced at the mobile phone on the table, and it was five o’clock.
“Ah,” Ye Jingxian returned to God. “The host just went up, and when they were two, they would come to you, oh yes, music, musicians are ready!”
“Rest assured, minister.” Sitting in front of the computer, the boy who controlled the music looked up and compared Ye Jingxian’s “OK” gesture.
The people of the Financial Student Union came up with curiosity and glanced at it.
The name of Bai Yan’s music is just a simple “simple”, “What song is this? Haven’t heard of it.”
“I don’t know,” the boy who controlled the music heard, “But this is not a song, it is a pure music. Bai Ji sent it over, it should be she found it.”
**
Outside, on the stage.
Two hosts wearing suit and evening dresses are thinking about the opening words with a smile, and welcome freshmen to enter the school.
On both sides of the first row, the reporter has set up a camera.
Nearly a thousand seats in the auditorium are filled, and the steps follow the aisle. Many people have live broadcast on their mobile phones.
The boy in front of Tang Ming was a member of the short video live.
The boy held a selfie rod. He was engaged in self -media in Jiangda. He usually lived on a live broadcast. At this time, there were 700 people watching online.
[I couldn’t go in, so I could only rely on the anchor to broadcast]
[A group of champions shows it to us, it is worth it]
[I heard that Bai Shaoqi, is it true anchor? .
【…】
While the boys were broadcast, they talked, “I posted the program list, yes, Bai Shaoqi was going to the last one. It doesn’t matter. I deliberately renamed it to go home tomorrow morning and accompany everyone slowly.”
The background is so big. Kong Wei and Yu Simin did not stay there. Back to watch the show, they both had no seats, so they crowded with Tang Mingning Xiao Yanglin who arrived late.
Yu Simin saw many people live on the live broadcast of the mobile phone. She talked to Kong Wei, “Isn’t it okay?”
Kong Wei patted her back and motioned for her rest assured.
The two were saying that on the left of the stage, the two hosts had bowed.
The lights on the stage disappeared.
At the beginning of the party, the crowd couldn’t stop being crowded, greeting, eating, and speaking.
“brush–”
On the dark stage, a bouquet of lights was hit, and the people standing in the middle of the stage were directly shot.
Everyone saw the girl standing in the middle, a white robe, a beam of the same color belt, and the ink hair was tied to the head by a red ribbon. A ray of red ribbon fell around her neck along the hair behind her. The white collar is reflected.
Above the stage, the huge screen shows her figure.
Her dark eyelashes dropped, holding a long gun in her right hand, and the gun was standing on the ground.
No makeup, but even if her face was just a light, she could get intoxicating for a lifetime.
After the crowd was silent, cheering out.
In the first row, the lazily ginger was finally sitting straight, and the narrow phoenix looked at the stage.
Dean Feng communicated with the professor on the right and saw that Master Jiang suddenly became serious. He could not help but stop and looked up at the stage. The leaders in the first row did not continue to speak.
In the second row, Mrs. Song, who was sitting next to Song Yan, also recognized Bai Yan. She stunned, “Bai Yan also attended the party?”
“Yes,” Song Yan looked at the stage with no concern, “It seems like a long gun.”
Mrs. Song nodded and didn’t care about it anymore.
” -”
With a drum sound, the blossom on the stage blows the girl’s clothes and hair, and the red cricket on the head next to it also fluttering by frames, the gun head is provoked by her, the formula.
The momentum of drums is like a rainbow, like an encouraged drum that encouraged before the thousands of troops.
This stage audio was borrowed by Jiang Yin, and the effect was very good. The first half of the drums made everyone present can’t help but stop at the stage.
The girl turned back and pressed the gun head down, and then turned the gun twice, and the long gun head in her hand trembled slightly with her movement.
The drum fell sharply, the sound of flute gradually rose, and the headlights on the top of the stage disappeared with the drum sound for a second, and suddenly fell on her, and the girl just took a step back, and the long gun in her hand stabbed forward!
On the top of the stage, on the huge screen, everyone can see the second in front of the gun, the flexible gun head is shaking!
The cold gun tip reflects the cold mang.
The sound of the pipa of the murderous pipa was dense, the girl turned, and the long gun hovered like a dragon in the right hand, and the left hand pressed the gun’s head violently.
The audience in the auditorium held his breath.
The girl still held the gun in her right hand, lifted the gun side over the top of her head, and picked up the gun body on the left hand with the tip of the gun.
Under the light, she drumped into the air, the white clothes fluttered, the gun was like a thunder, and the step in the air under the camera was like a slow lens. She paused in the air and then pierced a shot!
The sound of music affects the hearts of the audience, and the long guns waving attract the eyes of the audience.
It’s like a pre -war on the battlefield.
The sound of Guzheng was flat, and in the middle of the stage, the girl’s sideways accepted the gun at the audience, and when the audience was finally relaxed-
The last drum fell, the gun in the girl’s hand tied back, and at the same time, the whole person turned!
Breaking the wind, murderous.
One inch is one inch and one inch strong. This is the carbine of Yan She in the past two months. Numerous people on the Internet have been engraved. However, the audience at the scene today feels the killing intention of this shot-
The King of Hundred Soldiers is well deserved!
At this moment, there were all the stubbornness.
Large screen, fixed in her scene, behind the black curtain, only a bunch of white spotlights on the head, the girl’s pair of apricot eyes was dark and deep, a strand of black hair fell on her red lips with a red ribbon, shaking gently.
The drum disappeared, and she calmly recovered her long guns, bent slightly at the camera, smiled at her leisure, her eyebrows were lazy, and she was also evil. With her wild tension, she enlarged on the big screen.
In the back, the group of people who held the live broadcast of the mobile phone, the live broadcast barracks all stagnated for a moment, and then brushed it crazy.
The cold gun in white, young and frivolous.
It seems that the old people return!
Good night babies, I feel handsome, come to Zhangyue ticket ~~
(This chapter is finished)