There was wind on the top of the mountain, and her skirt swayed slightly, while her back stood upright, looking at the campus in the wind, spreading her hands like she stretched, showing her slender figure.

There is no guardrail in Yuehua Mountain. It seems like she is about to fly down from the cliff. A few strands of hair run out of her bun and flutter, as beautiful as ever, and independent of the world.

An Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and he was a little stunned and dazed.

This location is the most common location for couples from Yizhou University, and naturally they are also the most common location they came to at the beginning.

I believe that even though the relationship is gone now, the memories are still the same. The taste of first love always tortures a person's life, making people toss and turn countless nights and can't forget it.

In an instant, Jiang Xinrou put down her hand and withdrew her gaze. It seemed that she was blown cold by the wind, and then she turned around with unfulfilled feelings.

Instantly

Anyang felt a figure coming from behind, holding his arm, and the full and soft touch immediately had close contact with his arms, and the familiar and cold sound sounded in his ears.

"Brother Anyang, it's a bit cold here."

Xiao Xueer pulled him around, her strength was very light, and he had no reason to resist, so she turned around silently.

Jiang Xinrou's eyes were dazed, and she lowered her head, shook her head without saying anything, pressing her skirt and jumping down from the highest and most dangerous place, and walking along the other road.

Anyang looked at Xiao Xueer who was still holding her, and then he suddenly understood the meaning of Ji Weiwei mentioning Jiang Xinrou to her.

"She wanted to do something but dared not do, and actually asked a little girl to help her do it!"

Anyang sneered, a little bitter.

Not long after, the people who had just climbed the mountain went down the mountain in a mighty manner, leaving in a hurry, as if they were coming in a hurry.

******************

At night, it's a show.

Many people have left during the day, and the program performance is not open to students at the moment, which has reduced the number of people a lot, so I moved to the auditorium.

A university often has many auditoriums to deal with different occasions, and this auditorium is probably the most unfamiliar to students on campus. Anyang University only saw it once in four years when a ministerial-level leader accepted the central policy to hold a large lecture. I didn’t feel anything else at that time, but I just thought that this auditorium was really big and so grand!

I walked all the way to the auditorium, where many people gathered here, and they were also decorated with lights.

There is a red carpet at the door, and it goes up the stairs from the corner ground to the gate, leading directly to the gate. There are neat etiquette ladies standing on both sides. The bright red cheongsam is better than the carpet!

Ji Weiwei has been standing at the door waiting for Anyang for a long time.

Anyang walked forward with a smile, and by the way he heard two 25- and 26-year-old men beside him laughing: "Look at these student girls wearing cheongsams, all have thin waists and long legs, so tender!"

"You go and have a junior sister to play!"

"Something is a bit of an idea!"

...

An Yang shook his head and walked forward to meet Ji Weiwei.

Xiao Xueer had no invitations and her cold and slightly green face looked like a student. The etiquette lady at the door would not let her in. She had to wait at the door and secretly took An You in when she came. Moreover, she might not have to stand and watch. So she came to join in for An You.

"Welcome to senior brothers and sisters." Miss Etiquette bowed.

Anyang waved his hand to Xiao Xueer outside the door, and walked into the auditorium with Ji Weiwei, and suddenly felt the light dim.

When the eyes adapt, the view that comes into view is a tall space, which can be compared to many football fields and audience areas, and the pattern can be vaguely contrasted with memory.

However, unlike the last serious lecture, the lectures during the Centennial School Festival were arranged more luxuriously and festively. Red paper was pasted on the walls around them, colorful balloons were hung above their heads, and the main road in the middle of the huge step-shaped auditorium was also covered with red carpets, and there were etiquette ladies wearing red cheongsams standing around. The tall and slightly green figure was very eye-catching.

The layout of the auditorium is a bit similar to the audience seats of the Spring Festival Gala. There are two rows of round tables at the front and the stairs seats at the back.

Needless to say, people or leaders who are truly qualified must sit in the front, while the rest can only be behind.

Anyang and Ji Weiwei didn't care. They opened the invitation and looked at it. They found the two seat numbers connected together, and walked over to sit down, quietly waiting for the opening of the show.

Not long after, the bright yellow light on the top of my head started.

We can see many staff members busy on the stage, doing the final test, and the backstage is also looming under the curtain.

At this moment, An You walked in from outside the door.

Xiao Xueer followed her, walking very fast, and her eyes looked around, looking for Anyang's location.

"Xiaoyou, I saw Brother Anyang! I'm there!"

"Shhh, whisper!"

An You pulled Xiao Xueer with an excited face and looked at her. She saw An Yang and Ji Weiwei sitting in the fourth row of the stairs seats, waving to her.

"call!"

She felt relieved in her heart.

According to her experience, the two rows of round tables in the front occupy at least seven or eight rows of seats, so the fourth row of the stairs seems to be very close, but in fact it is already a certain distance from the stage.

Most people can’t see the stage clearly when sitting here.

Soon, An You raised her chest and walked forward quickly.

"Xue'er, please go around. If you have any questions, please come to the backstage to find me and just report my name."

"I understand, you go and do it."

"Um."

An You nodded silently and tried not to see Anyang.

For some reason, when she thought of this guy watching him off the stage, she felt nervous, embarrassed, and embarrassed... In short, all the messy feeling came out!

It's simply inexplicable!

And besides this, there is that thing...

"Ahhhh!"

An You felt hysterical, but his expression tried his best to keep the wind calm and gradually moved away from the area where Anyang sat.

Why... I suddenly felt my back was hot?

Today, she was wearing a women's professional skirt, with a layer of extremely thin transparent stockings on her legs. She was not old and dressed up quite formally. She also put on light makeup. She had a faint sense of confidence when she walked forward. Today is the first time Anyang saw her dressing, as if she was no longer the little girl, but had quietly grown into an adult.

Of course, this is an illusion!

An Yang shook his head and kept reminding himself in his heart.

After about ten minutes, the light went out again.

It seems that the performance is about to begin.

A team of beautiful girls in cheongsams walked up to distribute with a bunch of things, of course they could not be glow sticks or plastic palms, but more like a stack of envelopes.

Soon, it was Anyang's turn.

“A program schedule?”

Anyang took the paper hard-shell envelope, thanked the etiquette lady in a low voice, then took it apart and looked carefully.

It is indeed a performance program list inside, but the production is very exquisite. The back can be used directly as a postcard. The front is not just the sequence of the program, but also a detailed introduction.

Ji Weiwei's eyes were wide open next to her, a little surprised.

Anyang also looked more and more carefully, and didn't know what he remembered. He tossed the program list over and over and over and slightly curled the corners of his mouth.

Not long after, he suddenly stood up.

"I'll go to the bathroom!"

Ji Weiwei looked up at him in shock, and picked up the program schedule and Yang Yang at him: "But it's about to start!"

Anyang smiled: "Don't worry, come back soon."

"Lag people have a lot of shit and urine!" Ji Weiwei curled her lips, ignored him, and looked at the empty stage with concentration.

******************

The school seemed to regard everyone present as students and was challenging the audience's patience. After twenty minutes, the performance did not start until everyone was impatient.

The auditorium and the stage were pitch black.

suddenly

"Bang!"

Two beams of lights were knocked down and shone in the middle of the stage.

A male host in a pink suit and a female host in a red floor-length dress stand under the light column.

It is not difficult to see from their youthful faces that they are all students here! However, this is also considered a routine for schools to hold events, and most of the work is done by students.

The male host was very pretty and a little shy. He held the microphone and read the opening remark: "Dear guests, leaders, teachers, classmates, seniors..."

The female host looks sweet and looks even whiter after applying light makeup. She smiles and faces the audience, confident and generous.

It's An You!

After the male host finished speaking, it was An You's turn soon.

She also spoke without any fright, her voice was soft and slim and a little formal, and her words were standard, which sounded very nice.

But as she was talking, she paused in slightest.
To be continued...