After winter, there were fewer and fewer students attending self-study classes. There were only about a dozen students in the lecture theater where Li Mengxue was sitting, scattered in various corners of the classroom. Sitting in the middle of the classroom, she seemed a bit alone.

There was silence in the room, only the sound of turning books could be heard.

At this moment, a sudden cell phone ringing sounded, and the students around him cast disdainful glances. Li Mengxue quickly took out her cell phone from her pocket, pressed the answer button, and walked out of the classroom apologetically.

The cold wind passed through the long and narrow corridor. Li Mengxue pulled her collar and put her mobile phone to her ear.

The call was from Yang Guyu, the director of the Arts Department of the Student Union and a well-known classical beauty from the junior performance department.

On the other end of the phone, Yang Guyu's voice was very soft, like quietly flowing spring water: "Xue'er, where are you? There is a rehearsal tomorrow. They said they will practice again tonight. Do you have time to come to the rehearsal room?"

"I'll be there right away."

After hanging up the phone, Li Mengxue sighed slightly.

The final exam is coming soon, and the school is organizing a New Year's Day performance. There is not enough time for self-study, and I have to find time to rehearse the show... But there is nothing I can do about it. They are from the school dance team, and they are indispensable for every year's show.

Woolen cloth?

After returning to the classroom, Li Mengxue immediately packed up her books and walked to the rehearsal room of the Performance Department where Yang Guyu was located, carrying a large shoulder bag.

The night wind was cold, mixed with cold snowflakes, dancing under the dark sky.

I can’t explain why, but I always feel that this winter is extremely cold, which seems a little unusual.

As Li Mengxue walked on the school road with pale street lights, she would shiver from time to time. The icy cold wind penetrated her neck like a pair of tiny ice claws, penetrating every hole.

Just then, she saw a red shadow floating in the cold wind next to the small snowdrift on the roadside.

After taking a closer look with curiosity, Li Mengxue saw clearly that there was a simulation doll wearing a red dress lying on the ground.

She has long hair, big eyes, flesh-colored skin, a clean white shirt underneath a red skirt, and a small black bow at the neckline. She is only thirty centimeters long, and her joints are equipped with movable nails that seem to be able to twist.

Move your limbs...

Girls usually like these cute dolls, especially movable simulation dolls like this.

You must know that the famous SD dolls are not cheap, usually costing several thousand yuan. If they do not have this collecting hobby, few people will spend a lot of money to buy simulation dolls because they like them. Most people just look at other dolls online.

Pictures to express your love.

The same is true for Li Mengxue. She has loved all kinds of dolls since she was a child.

As if driven by her heart, Li Mengxue slowly leaned forward, and her fingers wearing plush gloves slowly approached the red doll...

Suddenly, she saw a white light flashing through the doll's dark eyes, and she was so frightened that she immediately shrank her hands. But when she blinked, she saw that the doll was still lying quietly in the snow, and its red clothes were particularly eye-catching.

His eyes were staring blankly ahead, there was nothing special about him.

Did you see it wrong?

Li Mengxue speculated that just at this moment, the mobile phone in her bag rang loudly again.
Chapter completed!