Chapter 417 She is crying

A song ends.

Just stuck within the stipulated time.

Shen Pianpian stopped, slowly closed the piano cover, and stood up, her posture elegant and her back straight, no longer showing her ghostly weakness and floating feeling.

Even though she is still thin and fair, she is full of vitality and spirit.

She walked barefoot to the center of the stage, bent down, and turned to leave.

It was not until the figure disappeared from the stage for several dozen seconds that everyone came back to their senses.

The auditorium, which had been extremely quiet until then, was suddenly filled with the sound of breathing.

It's like finally letting out a sigh of relief after holding back some emotion for a long time, or slowly breaking away from a gripping atmosphere, with a lingering sense of relief.

A girl touched her face and felt water on her hands.

She was very embarrassed and was about to wipe her face with her sleeve inconspicuously, but when she turned around, she saw her classmate beside her also wiping tears.

The two looked at each other and whispered awkwardly,

"I didn't expect that after just a few minutes of watching a performance, it would be like this. It's so embarrassing."

"Isn't it? I feel like I tear up a lot when I watch movies."

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These two people were sitting not far behind the grading teacher, and most of the teachers in the front row heard what was said.

Director Xiang raised his head and stretched his neck, a satisfied and complacent smile on his lips, and his eyes looking towards the female teacher beside him were full of blatant arrogance.

The female teacher snorted coldly with a very unpleasant look on her face and called the next one.

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The next one, as luck would have it, was Yao Meng, who had bumped into Chen Pianpian with her shoulder backstage.

She had just been preparing and had not seen Shen Pianpian's performance. However, when she bowed and looked up, she saw that the whole audience seemed absent-minded, somewhat agitated and immersed in another world, and her heart skipped a beat.

But this uneasiness was quickly suppressed by strong self-confidence.

No matter how well she performs, I will definitely be better than her.

The girl's lips curled up slightly, full of fighting spirit and pride.

I will always bring back all your attraction!

She thought so.

Then the show began.

Her prop is a bed.

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The show has begun.

Even though the audience had not yet gotten into the mood, most of them kept their eyes fixed on the stage as a sign of respect.

However, there were a few others who didn't even show this little courtesy.

Yan Yi supported his chin, leaned back in his seat, his eyes somewhat blank.

His mind was still replaying the moment when the tears fell.

Because it was on a magnified screen, he could see very clearly the pair of dark pupils covered in water, and the long eyelashes that were slightly wet, which looked as fragile as butterfly wings when blinking.

Then, under the butterfly wings, transparent drops of water flowed across the bright red teardrop mole and rolled down the snow-white, sickly face.

Very fragile.

It seems like it will break if you pinch it.

It's very distressing.

However, Yan Yi swallowed and felt inexplicably dry in the mouth.

Moreover, I want to watch it.

Such tears.

I still want to watch it.

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The teenager was not in the stands either.

After the girl left, he relaxed his tense spine and leaned back in his chair.

Then he covered his face with his hands, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly under his palms.

I really want to act opposite you.

Very much.

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Secretary Liu glanced cautiously at the man beside him, then quickly looked away in this cold and high pressure.

He still had some admiration for Miss Shen's acting skills in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it.

Despite watching such a wonderful performance, the big boss was obviously not happy.

The lights on the stage only provide dim and weak light to the audience.

The man's outline appeared as sharp and handsome as a knife in this blurry darkness.

After a while, he said in a low voice,

"She's crying."