White Swan

Chapter 33

Entering the temporary venue of the fashion show, Shi Xubai tied up the messy hair that was crushed by the helmet, and randomly grabbed the back of his head.Qiao Fei followed behind, couldn't help but take a look, today it was crooked to the left.

The walking platform in the middle of the venue is a bit higher than the seats next to it, and there are lights on both sides.The auditorium is five rows of stepped seats, placed along the two sides of the catwalk.The seats were almost full, and the whole venue was buzzing with excitement.

"Oh my god, there are so many people." Qiao Fei followed behind Shi Xubai and muttered in a low voice.At first, I thought that the private studio didn't have too many guests to invite, but when I arrived, I realized that the venue was full.

Compared with them, almost all the guests who came here were dressed formally, most of the ladies wore long skirts, and the men wore suits.

And Qiao Fei felt that Shi Xubai looked good in anything, so she paid more attention to the hoodie and jeans she was wearing casually.He put his hands in his pockets, shrunk his shoulders, wishing he could disappear.

The names of the guests were posted on each seat. Qiao Fei and Shi Xubai found their seats, which were in the middle of the front row.

On the wall behind the seat were photos of models posing for photos in costumes. Qiao Fei looked around inside and saw Shi Xubai and his photo, and excitedly tugged Shi Xubai's sleeve to show him.

The photos are used to show the clothes, and the audience's attention is also on the clothes they are wearing, not the person taking the photo, but this still makes Qiao Fei happy for a long time.

Shi Xubai looked at the photo, then looked back at Qiao Fei, he was dissatisfied that the photo made the person so small that the face could not be seen clearly.Such a cute ugly duckling, it's a pity that it wasn't shown.

In the center of the runway is a big screen, which plays a short video 10 minutes before the show starts.The music started, and the auditorium gradually fell silent.

Qiao Fei felt that the music was a little familiar at first, and listened carefully to Debussy's "Claire de Lune".

"Baby, that's you." It wasn't until Shi Xubai whispered in his ear that Qiao Fei realized that it was him dancing on the screen.

"Is that me?" Qiao Fei looked at the screen in disbelief, and he was not sure until the boy in the video smiled at the camera, "That's me."

Qiao Fei turned her head quietly in the dark, and looked around at the guests sitting behind. They were all staring at the screen intently, and there was no sound in the whole venue.

"Gosh, they're all watching me dance."

Watching videos of myself dancing or listening to songs I sang should be a bit embarrassing, but Qiao Fei stared at the screen tightly without blinking her eyes.

He anxiously watched the video for a while, and secretly watched the reaction of the audience next to him, fearing that he would let others down.

Qiao Fei is used to being the background on the stage, no audience will pay too much attention to the group dancers, they are just a foil for the protagonist.But in fact, there is nothing wrong with this in itself. After all, a chess set has pawns, knights, bishops, and rooks to make the queen and king meaningful.

After the video was played, deafening applause rang out from all around. Qiao Fei clapped her hands twice, and realized that he shouldn't applaud herself, so she hesitated to put down her hands.

After the applause subsided, Qiao Fei gradually relaxed, rubbing her fingertips, with a little unconcealable excitement in her eyes.

Shi Xubai turned to look at Qiao Fei. The boy was sitting at the front of the seat, with half of his body leaning out excitedly, looking around cautiously, as if hoping and fearing that others would know that the dancer in the video was him.

Qiao Fei felt that Shi Xubai was looking at him, turned around and smiled at him, and asked softly, "Am I dancing okay?"

Not only is it okay, this is the time when Shi Xubai thinks Qiao Fei dances the best.

He felt that the ugly duckling was glowing.

Shi Xubai suddenly regretted going to the studio to take promotional photos. He wondered if he hadn't gone, would the photos displayed on both sides of the runway be Qiao Fei, and only let him shine, and the audience would see only him.

He even wanted to put Qiao Fei on the runway, so that everyone could see this cute ugly duckling.

Until the end of the show, when Shi Xubai and Qiao Fei wandered aimlessly in the street outside, Qiao Fei still didn't calm down.

He keeps rambling about the video of himself dancing.He said that he made up the dance temporarily. He didn't know if it was good at the time, but after watching it today, he realized that it was pretty good.

Qiao Fei joked that she should try choreography, which may be a higher level of dancing than herself.

The light in his eyes has not disappeared, as if it contains the dew on the tip of the grass in the morning.

"I've never heard such loud applause, it's comparable to the curtain call of our dance troupe chief." Qiao Fei hopped and walked in front, and the hem of the coat outside the hoodie fluttered behind her like butterfly wings.

After talking for a long time without hearing a response, Qiao Fei turned to look at Shi Xubai, and found that he had been looking at her with a faint smile, without opening his mouth.

Qiao Fei realized that she had been talking all the time, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared. She observed Shi Xubai's face apologetically: "I'm sorry, did I talk too much, as if I was showing off."

That's right, he has been talking about his dancing this time, as if it was a great thing to shoot a video.Qiao Fei felt that no one would like a person who kept talking about how great and powerful he was, the light in his eyes dimmed, and he looked down at a lump of dirt on the ground.

"I'm sorry, I won't do it next time." Qiao Fei's voice became smaller and smaller, until it was almost inaudible at last, "You don't bother me, really, I won't show off anymore."

Did Shi Xubai bother him?

In front of He Haoyun, Qiao Fei has no right to show off, nor does she long for his approval.

It doesn't matter, Shi Xu Baiken came to the fashion show with him, took him to ride a motorcycle, and said that he dances beautifully, that's enough, Qiao Fei is easy to be content.

After waiting for a long time, Shi Xubai still didn't say anything, Qiao Fei felt a little uneasy, he wanted to explain something, but was kissed by Shi Xubai the moment he opened his mouth.

Feeling like some soft silk brushed her heart, Qiao Fei instinctively reached out to hold Shi Xubai's arm.Shi Xubai's lips were a little cold, he gently held Qiao Fei's thin chin, and lifted his head up a little.

Qiao Fei only felt that the sound of her heart beating was particularly abrupt in the dark night.

The corners of his mouth were softened by the kiss, and Qiao Fei trembled slightly. He was so breathless by Shi Xubai's kiss that the air in his lungs was taken away, but he was afraid that Shi Xubai would leave him, as if he was Winter longs for warmth, but fears fire.

Shi Xubai has a cold pine fragrance on his body, fresh and elegant, like the smell of winter.

I heard that you should close your eyes when kissing, but Qiao Fei dare not, he is afraid that if you close your eyes, it will become a dream, and when you wake up, you will still be living alone in a cage embedded with diamonds.

I don't know how long it took, Shi Xubai let him go slowly, took a step back and looked into his eyes: "I just like to see you showing off, it's so beautiful."

Qiao Fei subconsciously raised her hand to touch the place where Shi Xubai kissed her lips. There seemed to be a little warmth on her lips that didn't belong to her. It was strange but familiar, which made him feel at ease.

There was always a smile in Shi Xubai's gentle eyes: "It's the end of December, I want to kiss you before the end of this year, thank you for making my wish come true."

Today Qiao Fei is the most beautiful white swan among the swans, with nobility in her loneliness and temptation in her sadness.

It turns out that the ugly duckling is not ugly, it's just that the gray feathers haven't turned white yet.

It turned out that the prince didn't love the princess. He fell in love with an ugly duckling that hadn't turned into a swan yet.