Seeing Xu Qingfan sit down next to her, Xiao Ruawen kept her gaze fixed on the big stage screen, but her peripheral vision remained alert to him.
"Slls nice." Xu Qingfan tilted the chair to the left, whispering softly in her ear.
Xiao Ruawen rolled her eyes and raised her right hand to block between them.
Xu Qingfan didn't tease her any further, and after sitting back upright, he focused intently on the performance.
The skit "Do You Want to Dance?" by Class 12 (8) was already over. At this mont, a hot dance performance by an unknown class was on stage. The traditional Korean dance hit "Nobody" arrived unexpectedly late.
"It's winter and they're wearing so little, don't they feel cold?" Wu Shichong grasped the chair in front with both hands, wishing he could stretch his neck, but unfortunately, the screen's resolution was so limited. He could see the white thighs clearly but the faces were blurry.
Xu Qingfan shook his head, thinking: Do you still have the nerve to talk about others?
Xiao Ruawen sneaked a glance at Xu Qingfan and found he didn't expose himself like the other boys, looking uninterested. This made her feel a lot better.
But thinking about it, it's understandable. Five girls with graceful charm, each beautiful in their own way. Xu Qingfan, having long enjoyed visual feasts, raised his threshold and indeed found it difficult to be interested in mundane beauties.
"Is it nice to watch?" Xiao Ruawen deliberately leaned close to his ear and asked loudly.
Xu Qingfan was startled. Seeing her innocent-looking face, he couldn't tell if she did it on purpose or by accident, "Not as nice as you look."
The sizzling dance ward up the crowd, making the place seem considerably warr.
After the dance ended, Xu Qingfan joined in applause with the others.
This ti, the host coming up to report was Chen ngng. Seeing this, Xiao Ruawen deliberately elbowed him.
"Thank you to Class 2 (3) for their wonderful performance. Next up, our teachers will perform the Eight-Section Brocade, please welco them!"
Hearing that it was teachers performing, the applause from the audience imdiately grew louder than before. Xiao Ruawen also applauded in support, but seeing Xu Qingfan playing with his phone, she stopped clapping and seized his phone, switching to holding his hand to clap.
The clapping was enthusiastic, but as the real performance comnced with the turtle-paced Eight-Section Brocade, the students watched with dwindling interest.
Xu Qingfan tilted his phone slightly to keep Xiao Ruawen next to him from peeking.
The phone displayed his conversation with Zhao YueMin. Aunt asked when their performance would co up. Xu Qingfan replied that it wouldn't be soon; now they're at the third act, and we're the thirteenth.
[Okay, Aunt will set off now, and arrive soon.]
[Alright, Aunt, call when you arrive.]
"Whom are you chatting with, Qingfan?"
Xiao Ruawen curiously leaned over to look, while Xu Qingfan nonchalantly locked the phone screen.
"Wanning asked if I was cold, the blanket is with her, and I forgot to bring one over." Xu Qingfan lied effortlessly, "If you're cold, I'll go get it."
"Not cold... then Qingfan, let's go get it together." Xiao Ruawen initially wanted to say she wasn't cold, but a gust of wind made her change her mind imdiately.
"Let's go."
They were seated at the back of the class, with over two ters of space between each class, so standing wouldn't obstruct other students from viewing the performance.
Walking along the way, they saw many students dressed beautifully for the performance, but none as stunning as the one beside him.
[When Ruan Wen takes off her coat to perform, she might surely dazzle all the teachers and students in the school.]
After reaching Class One, Xiao Ruawen made a shushing gesture, sneaking with Xu Qingfan quietly behind Lin Wanning.
"Is it tasty? I want so too."
"Yummy, here you go."
Lin Wanning was engrossed in the performance, thinking it was one of the girls from the class asking for a snack, and handed over the bag of Lays chips without looking up.
Only when her cheek was pinched did she raise her head in confusion, "Ah~ Ruan Wen... Brother Qingfan!"
"Ruan Wen said she's cold, ca to get a blanket," Xu Qingfan squatted beside her, speaking while staring into Zhang Yiyi's eyes.
Upon hearing, Zhang Yiyi imdiately dug into a bag to pull out a blanket, handing it to Xiao Ruawen, "Here, Ruan Wen."
Xiao Ruawen took it, draping it behind her like a cape.
"Brother Qingfan, are you cold? There's a quilt too!" Lin Wanning pulled at the blanket, offering a piece to him.
"I'm not cold, Wanning can keep it." Xu Qingfan adjusted the blanket to cover up any gaps, preventing chilly air from getting in.
"Then have a chip!" Lin Wanning picked up a chip and offered it to his mouth, and Xu Qingfan bit into it.
This scene of feeding each other made many boys in the class envious—who wouldn't treasure such a lovely, rich-girl girlfriend?
For this New Year's Eve gala, the clothes were supplied by Lin Wanning's family's factory, so Class One knew about Lin Wanning's family business.
After chatting briefly with Zhang Yiyi, Xiao Ruawen left Xu Qingfan there and went to Class Two's base.
"Xiaoxiao, what are you all chatting about? So happy." She wrapped her arms around Xia Xiaoxiao's neck from behind and smiled at everyone.
Xia Xiaoxiao reached behind to pat Xiao Ruawen's head, while Liu Yue, who was closest to her, explained: "We were discussing which class's performance tonight would win first prize. The classes on stage now are all pretty standard."
"It must be... your class, Xiaoxiao is so beautiful, and dances so well!" Xiao Ruawen had great confidence in her class's performance but remained modest.
"Haha, we think so too, but unfortunately the screen resolution isn't enough. However, the judges sitting in the front row should be able to see the faces clearly."
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