Chapter 50 (1/2)

The tall and round peaks, the breaking snow muscles, the flat abdomen and the long and white legs are all exposed in Song Yan's sight.

Taking a deep breath, song Yan said with a wry smile, ”sister Su, are you testing me or tormenting me?”

”Water, I want water.” Hearing song Yan's voice, Su mei'er's eyes recovered a trace of expression and said to him.

”Just a moment.”

Fortunately, song Yan had foresight. He had already boiled a pot of water and poured half a cup of water to Su mei'er, but song Yan did not dare to look at her more. Otherwise, he was afraid that he could not restrain himself and did something inferior to animals.

”Sister Su, here comes the water.”

Hearing this, Su mei'er didn't reach for the cup, and there was a charming smile on her face, and her tone was even more frivolous: ”little boy, does sister look good?”

Song Yan was trying to restrain herself. When she heard Su mei'er's words, she glanced across her body subconsciously. Her eyes were red and she bit her teeth. ”Su Jie, you are playing with fire. I hope you don't challenge my bottom line, otherwise, I will let you know that a little boy will become a big man!”

”Cluck.” Su mei'er let out a light smile like a silver bell, with a little provocation in her eyes: ”do you dare?”

Suddenly, song Yan raised his head and stared at Su mei'er's beautiful cheek with red eyes: ”sister Su, I said for the last time, don't provoke me again!”

For some reason, Su mei'er was in a panic when she came into contact with song Yan's red eyes. She had a feeling that if she provoked song Yan again, I'm afraid that the boy would turn into a hungry wolf and beat her down.

”Come on, don't tease you!”

Su mei'er takes the water glass, drinks the warm water inside, and returns the cup to song Yan again. She says, ”thank you for your care, little fart boy. Now I'm ok. You can leave.”

”Good.”

Song Yan nodded, took the cup and put it on the tea table, then walked out of the room, staying here suffering from physical and psychological torture. It's better to leave.

”By the way, your car is in the big gear. You can drive it by yourself tomorrow!” Song Yan was about to leave the room when he suddenly turned around.

”Well, I see.”

”Bang.”

When she heard the door closing, Su mei'er was a little relieved, but her heart was so lost. She rubbed her heavy head hard and said to herself, ”it's really confusing!”

Out of the hotel, a gust of night wind, not only brought cool, but also made song Yan's head clear.

The faces of Hansha and Su mei'er flashed in my mind, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of my mouth: ”first, I saw all of Hansha's body, then almost all of Su mei'er's body. It seems that my peach fortune is extremely prosperous today!”

At 9 o'clock the next morning, song Yan came to Xiangcheng conservatory again. Yesterday afternoon, a staff member of the piano competition organizer called him to attend the preliminary competition in the auditorium of Xiangcheng conservatory before 9:30.

And simply told him the rules of the next preliminaries, let him prepare early.

The rules of the preliminary competition are similar to those of the auditions. They all play their own masterpieces. However, the playing place has been changed to the auditorium of the Conservatory of music. At the same time, there are also hundreds of audiences. Moreover, Xiangcheng TV 4 will broadcast the whole competition.

Through the sign, song Yan found the auditorium of the Conservatory of music. At the entrance of the auditorium, there were staff from the organizer waiting for the number plate to be issued to the contestants.

Similarly, after reporting his name and ID number, song Yan received a number plate, No. 88, indicating that he was the 88th to perform.

At the direction of the staff, he came to the back of the auditorium.

There are nearly 300 contestants passing the audition, so the backstage seems to be a little crowded at the moment. Fortunately, there are also staff in the backstage to maintain order, otherwise it will definitely become a mess.

”Players who need make-up should come to the dressing room for make-up. Those who don't need make-up should wait patiently outside.”

A staff member shouted with a loudspeaker.

Song Yan's eyes turned around backstage, but he didn't find Xia Xiang and song Xue, so he came to a corner to stand still and keep his eyes closed.

”Hi, a Yan, why are you hiding here? Do you need makeup? The makeup artist in it has my acquaintance. I'll take you there. ” The voice of summer thought rings in the ear.

Song Ying opened his eyes and looked at Xia Xiang and found that there was a thick foundation on his face.

”Your make-up is ugly!” Song Yan said frankly that they had a meal together yesterday and became familiar with each other.

Xia Xiang said with a smile, ”Hey, what do you know? On the stage, you have to draw white spots on your face. Otherwise, under the camera, your skin will look pale and yellow.”

”Well, I don't know that.”

”Let's go. I'll take you to the dressing room and draw you white dots.” Xia wants to be enthusiastic.

”No more.” He shiver all over though not cold. He thought he would put two layers of foundation on his face.