Since she was a child, Jiang Xiachu would subconsciously come to him whenever she felt nervous, whether it was during exams when she was in school, or when her teacher took a fancy to her and taught her a piece of music individually.
She said that she seemed to feel less nervous when she was with him.
Looking at Jiang Xiachu at this moment, he suddenly became dazed and recalled the past days.
"Brother Huaiyan, I'm so afraid I won't do well in tomorrow's exam. There's one part I still don't understand."
The little girl was about fourteen or fifteen years old, with thick bangs on her head. It seemed that the weather was a little too cold, and her cheeks were frozen red. She put her hands in her pockets to keep warm, pouted, and her eyes were full of worry.
Tomorrow is the promotion test.
Jiang Xiachu always gets particularly nervous before a big exam.
"You work very hard every day. Don't be nervous. As long as you perform normally tomorrow, there will be no problem. What do you not understand? I'll teach you."
It was windy outside and there was some light snow.
Jiang Xiachu sat under the big locust tree at the entrance of the alley, holding a pen in his hand, his fingertips red from the cold, and writing and drawing on a notebook.
Lu Huaiyan sat in front of her, watched her write, and explained the questions to her.
“…”
"Brother Huaiyan, why is this happening here?"
"Brother Huaiyan, I will definitely do well in the exam tomorrow..."
The little girl's words "Brother Huaiyan" kept echoing in his mind. Lu Huaiyan tightened his fingertips imperceptibly and looked at the woman beside him with mixed emotions.
Jiang Xiachu noticed that he was looking at her, but she ignored him and didn't even cast a glance at him.
Since we are going to break up, we can't leave any chance of connection.
She stood up, unbuttoned her long coat, took it off and handed it to Lin Qingli, "Qingli, help me get my coat."
Lin Qingli caught it immediately, held it tightly in his arms, looked at her and nodded heavily, encouraging her: "Xia Chu, come on, I'm rooting for you."
Jiang Xiachu raised her lips, nodded, and then straightened her dance costume.
Her dress was not as gorgeous as Meng Anyao's. It was a long green skirt with a tight waist design, which made her back look particularly thin.
Although the neckline in the front is not low-cut, the fair and delicate collarbone can still be seen.
Although the design is simple, it looks particularly light, which makes her look more elegant.
This was a dress she had specially prepared, and it would go perfectly with the dance she would be performing.
The performance will begin in a while. At this moment, the lights on the stage have been turned off, and the lights cast circles of yellowish light and shadows.
Jiang Xiachu strode towards the stage with his back straight and his posture impeccable.
The lights gradually dimmed and the entire hall fell into a brief silence.
When the lights came on again, there was a figure in the center of the stage. The light shone on her, and everyone in the audience was stunned for a moment.
Jiang Xiachu had her back to the stage, with light and shadows falling on her body, outlining her slender figure.
Under the light, her profile looks like a carefully carved piece of jade, and every contour is breathtakingly beautiful.
This person could be anyone, why did it have to be Jiang Xiachu! ?
In the audience, Meng Anyao's face was pale and bloodless, and she wanted to crush it with her fingers. She was jealous and angry.
Originally she thought that she would be the object of everyone's envy and praise in this art troupe assessment, but unexpectedly, all the limelight was stolen by Jiang Xiachu alone.
Obviously, all these eyes should be on her.
Because of Jiang Xiachu, her mentality was affected and she almost made mistakes during the performance and did not perform well.
The more Meng Anyao thought about it, the angrier she became. After a cold snort, she turned her head away, not wanting to look at Jiang Xiachu anymore.
I hope she will make a fool of herself on the stage soon, become a laughing stock in everyone's eyes, and be so embarrassed that she will never want to go out again!
Xiang Xueye, who was sitting nearby, was extremely angry. She stared at the figure on the stage and silently cursed her a thousand times in her heart.
This damn Jiang Xiachu.
But in just a short while, Xiang Xue had already imagined hundreds of ways in which she would make a fool of herself on the stage, but she just couldn't feel relieved.
What she hates most is the plot where the ugly duckling transforms into a swan, especially her rival.
She leaned closer to Meng Anyao, cleared her throat twice, and snorted coldly: "When Jiang Xiachu came, many people ignored you, Anyao. I think she is not as pretty as you."
"I just heard someone say that Jiang Xiachu will probably take first place in this assessment. I find it hilarious. She wants to beat you? You're just dreaming!"
"What's the point of having a better face? I don't think you're half as pretty as An Yao."
"She hasn't learned to dance properly, so she's definitely not as good as you, An Yao, don't take her to heart."
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