Wen Miao sat on the makeup table, lowered his head and pressed his band-aid on his knees while chatting with Lin Er.

"I found that all school anniversary activities are similar. When they are organized, they are like an old lady's foot binding cloth, smelly and long. Look at your school, think about the previous Haida High School."

"There's no way, the main reason is that the show is too boring." Liner held the roll comb and lowered his head to take care of his long hair. "It's either a poem recitation or a school song chorus."

He Yin answered, "And I love you, my alma mater."

"Don't love you my alma mater first, your skirt..." Qin Ke walked over, pinched the short skirt chain on the side of his waist and pulled it up, not pulling it much, "Hippo, have you gained weight?"

As soon as these words came out, the other people in the lounge looked up.

“…” He Yin said, “You are not the first person to say I’m fat.”

"Ahem." Wen Miao coughed, raised his claws, and admitted actively, "The first one to talk about is me."

He Yin said again: "You are not the second person to say I'm fat."

"Ahem." Lin Er also coughed, raising his little paws like Wen Miao, "The second one is me."

He Yin looked at Qin Ke and said, "You are not the third person to say I'm fat."

Xie Xiao didn't cough, he just leaned against the sofa and raised his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "The third one is me."

Qin Ke said "ah" and said, "Then I am the fourth one?"

"No." He Yin said.

Qin Ke: "?"

Qin Ke: "Who else?"

"I."

A gentle and cool voice.

Qin Ke turned his head and looked over.

The one who spoke was Shen Jiayu.

Shen Jiayu leaned on the door frame, tilted his head and chuckled: "Sorry, the fourth one is me."

Qin Ke: "..."

Qin Ke made a summary: "So, didn't everyone take turns saying this?"

"That's why I couldn't help but fall into thinking." He Yin held his chin and pondered, "Why do many of my friends say I'm fat? How come I have so many friends? Are I too many friends?"

"Okay, let's not talk about whether there is more or not." Wen Miao held the dressing table with his left hand and jumped down lightly, "I'm ready to go on stage."

The stage configuration of the auditorium is excellent, with a 270-degree circular giant screen behind it, which directly brings the stage effect to full marks with the alternating light and dark light.

Wen Miao tied his ponytails and had sunglasses on his nose that almost covered his face halfway. Lin Er's long hair was slightly curled and hung loosely around his waist. It was rare that he did not wear a black mask.

The two of them dressed exactly the same, wearing dark shorts and T-shirts, and there were two black band-aids ten centimeters above their knees.

Qin Ke and Xie Xiao stood in front of the vertical microphone one by one, one with a guitar on one, the other with a bass on one, a black hat on his head, and a black glove with half a slender finger on his hands.

He Yin was on the right side of the stage, with one hand on the keyboard.

The windbreaker coat he had taken off, revealing only the dark retro long skirt inside - the side zipper of the clothes was finally pulled up by Qin Ke.

All the staff are dark and sick.
Chapter completed!