Chapter 83 Princess Belle
"My silly daughter, isn't your beauty due to your face?"
Su Xiaojuan pinched her face and said, "This kind of store is just taking advantage of you kids because you don't understand. They take your money, and in the end they have to use your photos to attract business, making money on both ends."
"On your birthday, how could a real princess wear something like this? Don't wear such a tattered dress. It will drive away all your luck."
She made clear arrangements for Su Xia. "The dress you'll wear for the New Year is of decent quality. I remember they have an antique palace-style gauze dress with suitable colors and designs. Two days should be enough. I'll find someone to alter it for you. You can use my shoes and jewelry. I'll pick them out for you tomorrow and you can try them on."
Whenever Su Xiaojuan said this, the things she took out were shockingly expensive.
Su Xia was stunned when she heard this, and she declined politely, "Mom... this is a sports meeting, there's no red carpet, I have to walk on the plastic track."
When it comes to showing off her wealth, she is usually quite high-profile at school.
Just holding up a sign, who would dress like a walking house?
"Little girl, I'm praying to the God of Wealth."
Su Xiaojuan rubbed her face affectionately and kissed her on the tip of her nose. "Who would wrap the God of Wealth in rags? If you want to offer something to God, you have to offer the best. Your mother is just superstitious. Please understand me."
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Early Thursday morning, the sun shone on the playground and the spring sports meeting arrived as scheduled.
Under the azure sky, the stands and the green area around the track were filled with people. The spring breeze lifted the corners of the blue and white school uniforms, revealing a vast ocean of youth.
This time, Class 4 was located under the shade of a tree. A dozen athletes had already gathered on one side of the gymnasium, forming a square formation and preparing to enter.
The remaining rows of students sat on the floor.
Just now, Teacher Ding was still there, and the class monitor was diligently maintaining discipline. A group of boys were holding their vocabulary books and pretending to flip through them for a long time.
After finally waiting for the class teacher and the logistics team to go get the mineral water, the class representative quickly took out some potato chips and distributed them to the brothers around him. They chewed them with a crunching sound, "Where's the sports committee member?"
The boy next to him straightened up and glanced towards the registration area. "Zhang Ran, go draw lots. He has a long jump preliminaries competition later."
"Su Xia... I saw her in the classroom this morning. She was carrying a big suitcase. I think she just went to change clothes."
A group of teenagers immediately became restless and started whistling.
This year is the last sports meeting for the second year of high school. The support groups of each class are very lively, not only for the athletes, but also for the goddesses of each class.
Classes 6 and 10 on the opposite stand are liberal arts classes with more girls, so there is nothing to avoid. Several colorful banners are hung on the fence.
On the left was a close-up of Huang Weiwei, the center of the cheerleading competition, and on the right was Zhao Siyu from Class 10. Next to it were written "Class 6 took off, crushing the whole audience" and "Class 10, Class 10, won the championship." The girls shook their hands from time to time, clapping their plastic palms. There were also reflective banners in the crowd. The sports meet was like an offline idol-chasing event, attracting everyone's attention.
"Fuck, it's so exaggerated..."
"Knowing shame leads to courage," He Miao said, holding a bag of football speakers and passing them out one by one. "I know you're embarrassed, but we Xia Xia should have the same display as others. Don't be louder than them. Do you hear me?"
"Fuck, that's a must."
At this moment, the passionate "Athletes' March" on the radio suddenly paused and switched to another dynamic music. There was a commotion at the end of the runway for a while, and then cheers and whistles broke out one after another.
The girls holding signs from each class entered the venue in formation.
The order is determined by drawing lots, the music is of your own choice, and the performance time is nearly one minute.
Class 4 was far away from the podium, and one could only identify which class it was based on the broadcast script, but there were always exceptions.
The atmosphere heated up when Classes 10 and 8 appeared. Zhao Siyu, wearing a Chinese-style Lolita dress and two round flower buds on her head, looked energetic and cute. Jiang He was tall, and her dark blue cheongsam, which particularly highlighted her temperament, made her stand tall and straight. She was a sight to behold wherever she stood.
Teacher Ding was standing in the front row, his eyes widening with joy at the girls' vitality. He zoomed in to take a photo with his phone, "Oh my, these two girls, they turned the sports meet into the Spring Festival Gala..."
When Huang Weiwei from Class 6 came on stage, the cheers from the audience almost drowned out the remarks from the loudspeaker.
As the captain of the school cheerleading team, she wore a light white pleated skirt today. When she passed the rostrum, she treated the class sign as a bouquet, took two light run-up steps, and did a beautiful side flip, with her high ponytail drawing an arc in the air.
The whole audience immediately exploded.
The boys in Class 4 couldn't help but howl, and then they started muttering, "Help! This is too cruel! He's been deified! How can we save our princess?"
He Miao's heart was pounding and he was so angry that he reached out to hit him. Before he could say anything, there was sudden silence on the runway for two seconds.
It’s time for their class.
Su Xia stood at the end of the red plastic track, holding up the hem of her skirt with one hand, quietly waiting for the music from the previous class to end. Her heart was beating fast and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.
This was her second time walking this route. She wasn't worried about performing poorly, but she had just seen Lin Lang outside the stadium. The Math Competition class wasn't competing as a group this time, but they had reserved a spot at the very edge of the stands, not far from Class 4's area, so they could join in the fun.
Will the person she wants to see...come to see her?
Did he eat cake two days ago?
Do you think she is beautiful today?
Su Xia cosplayed as Disney's Princess Belle today. The music was chosen together with He Miao. It was the dreamy banquet song in the movie where Mrs. Candlestick and Mrs. Teapot dance with all the tableware.
As the gorgeous orchestral music sounded, she took a deep breath, put aside all distractions, and entered the venue with cheerful dance steps.
The entire playground was boiling with excitement, and the stands instantly erupted in wolf howls.
Su Xia was wearing a bright yellow satin puffy skirt that sparkled in the sun. The hem of the skirt, supported by the bone supports, swayed lightly with her steps. Her earlobes and neck were adorned with golden gems, which made her skin look like cream.
The expensive dresses and jewels were just a foil. She looked like a real princess, with curved eyebrows and deep dimples, running towards the rose deep in the castle to the music.
The things that I was worried about just now have long disappeared. The audience at the track have become subjects of the princess's parade, and there are waves of screams.
“Wuwuwuwuwu——!!”
He Miao jumped up and down excitedly, "Xia Xia!!! My princess you are so beautiful!!!"
The boys in Class 4 blushed crimson, and it took them a long time to remember to blow the trumpet, "Win, win, win..."
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