Rebirth of the Famous Wife: Li Shao and the Thief

Although I just talked a few words briefly, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Li Jingyi's attitude towards Song Yijun and Tang Nuan's paintings are completely different.

Although his expression and attitude were faint from beginning to end, his gaze had almost never seen Song Yijun. Instead, he was full of paintings by Tang Nuan wearing a dark blue fringed skirt.

Especially when Tang Nuan's painting appeared, Li Jingyi's entire expression was obviously more vivid, and the Bingshan face finally eased.

The principal naturally saw the change in the attitude of this big benefactor. At this time, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "President Li, I think you have a good relationship with Tang Nuanhua just now, I don’t know you..."

"Fiancee." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a cold voice.

The principal was dumbfounded, "What, what?"

Li Jingyi said straightforwardly, "Tang Nuanhua is my fiancee."

The principal is really stupid this time...

Can't help but wonder if there is a problem with my ears...

The unlearned and arrogant yellow-haired girl like Tang Nuan's painting would actually be the fiancée of the president of this famous Li Group! In other words, in the future, Tang Nuanhua's classmates are 80% likely to become the bosses of the Li Group!

God!

This momentary amount of information is a little overwhelming.

"What's wrong? Looking at your expression, isn't my fiancée usually disobedient in school?" Li Jingyi asked at this time, his tone a bit like a parent meeting.

When the principal thought of Tang Nuan's identity, where would he dare to speak ill of Tang Nuan's painting?

Immediately he smiled politely and said, "How can it be, Mr. Li, Tang Nuanhua has always been very disciplined and strict in self-discipline. Especially recently, her grades have improved by leaps and bounds. It is too late for us to be a teacher."

"Oh, that's fine." Li Jingyi was expressionless, still cold.

I laughed in my heart. Could he still be unclear about the virtue of this girl?

At the same time, Tang Nuan painting and Song Yijun are walking back to the auditorium together.

The sweet smile on Tang Nuan painting's face couldn't stop at all, and when she glanced over, her face was full of happiness.

Song Yijun was different. Looking at Tang Nuan's picture of joy, and remembering Li Jingyi's attitude towards her just now, his face instantly became gloomy, and his eyes showed sinister jealousy.

Tang Nuanhua looked at Song Yijun from the corner of the eye, feeling a horror for some reason.

Although Song Yijun would secretly stare at her with jealous eyes on weekdays, the feeling was obviously different this time.

Not only jealousy, not only anger, but also viciousness...

Tang Nuanhua suddenly increased his vigilance and sounded the alarm.

Looking back, Song Yijun was already smiling, "Warm painting, let's cheer for the performance later!"

"Oh, good." Tang Nuan painted a smile pretending to be natural.

Then the two walked into the auditorium thoughtfully.

"The show will start in half an hour. Everyone should check their makeup, clothing, and lines that are not familiar enough. Recite them several times and try to be in the best condition when they come on stage later!" At this time, Fu Yan Secretary urged from the side.

After Tang Nuanhua waited for several leading actors to listen to it, they finally stopped frolicking and started to take it seriously.

After a while, the time was almost up, and a large number of spectators began to enter the venue in batches. In less than a few minutes, the entire auditorium was crowded with crowds.

"God, there are so many spectators outside." Lin Nanxiang secretly opened the curtain backstage and took a look, and a small heart was hanging tightly.

"It's a bit horrible, I haven't been so nervous in a group of hundreds of people." Bai Ye also muttered from the side, feeling a little unsure.

Although Lan Sixia wasn't as nervous as they were, she was still a bit nervous, but her face was sullen and she couldn't see it.

Fortunately, Tang Nuan's painting was fairly calm, so he said openly at this time, "Come on, let's all add some oil."

As he said, he stretched out the back of his white hand and put it in the air.

After Lin Nanxiang watched it, he folded his hands first. Then Bai Ye folded his hands, Lan Sixia was no longer arrogant, and cooperated with everyone. Naturally, Song Yijun would also insert in, plus a few supporting roles, everyone's hands folded into a thick pile.

"Today's game, we must go all out, 321, come on!"

"Come on!"

Everyone shouted together with a sonorous voice, and everyone's morale increased instantly.

At this moment, the music of the opening dance started outside.

There are too many big people who came to the scene today, so in order to express the visit of the distinguished guests, the school specially asked the students to prepare a large-scale dance.

Every **** the stage put on bright cheongsam and exquisite retro makeup, holding a folding fan from the Republic of China period in her hand, and dancing slowly and gracefully with various graceful movements. Everyone cooperated very well, and the movements were neat and uniform, which can be said to be beautiful and full of national style.

After a few minutes, there was thunderous applause and applause.

Just when everyone thought the opening was over, the music suddenly became very dynamic, and a group of boys and girls came up on the stage again, all of them wearing shining silver hip-hop costumes, very dazzling.

With the rhythm of the music, these students also danced very hard, all kinds of difficult movements were all over the place, there were screams in the stage, and the atmosphere was once overwhelmed by the opening dance.

A few minutes later, when the opening was over, brilliant fireworks spurted from the edge of the stage, and the applause shook the audience.

Then, the host dressed in a decent evening dress and gracefully took the stage.

The game officially started.

In the background, Tang Nuan painting was very leisurely listening to the movement outside. While tidying up his clothes and hairstyle, he simmered his emotions while carrying his lines.

Lin Nanxiang is next to her, but the two are obviously different.

"What should I do, Nuanhua, I'm still a little nervous... What if my acting is broken? Will you blame me?" Lin Nanxiang asked nervously.

Tang Nuan's painting immediately calmed down, "Don't worry, don't you usually act well? Besides, even if the acting fails, it is not a big deal. Let's try our best."

Lin Nanxiang had no choice but to nod, after all, it was already at this juncture, and there was no room for regret.

At this time, the host had already read on the stage, "Next, the finance students will bring us the stage play "Farewell, my love", everyone is welcome!"

"Here we are." Fu Yansi hurried over at this time and said nervously, "Everyone, come on stage, remember to keep calm."

Several people nodded one after another, and then went on stage.