Chapter 45 Patriarchal Mom (45)

   Lu Gao felt sour for a while.

   In the end, it was his extravagant hope, and he didn't even have the chance to watch her performance from a distance.

   "Thank you for the guzheng performance by Liu Xin from Class 1 of Senior 3. Now let's welcome the next guest performer with applause. She is classmate Jiang Yu from Class 1 of Senior 2. She brought us the ballet dance - Swan Lake."

  Lu Gao's eyes lifted almost at once.

   Did he hear it wrong? Is that Jiang Yu?

   At this moment, the melodious voice on the stage sounded, the curtain was raised, and the dreamlike lights fell down, reflecting the slender girl in a white skirt.

   She has a slender figure, a slender waist, and her chin is slightly raised, revealing a slender white and tender swan neck, her eyes are light, and the white skirt adds a bit of ethereal temperament to her.

   She danced with the singing, noble and elegant, but could not be seen from a distance, just like a real white swan.

   is really her.

  Lu Gao's eyes were wide open, and the bottom of his eyes was full of astonishment. He stared blankly, his heart beating violently.

   Until the dance was over, there was warm applause in the auditorium, Lu Gao followed the slim figure with his eyes, reluctantly, and did not move away until he was completely invisible.

   "Jiang Yu's dance is too beautiful, just like a fairy."

   "Don't look at who Jiang Yu is. She is not only a student, but also a school beauty. Many seniors and juniors want to chase after her."

   "She's literally dancing on the tip of my heart, no, I'll go and confess to her on Monday."

   The surrounding is full of praise for Jiang Yu, especially the boys, who are the most intense.

And the person who said he wanted to confess to Jiang Yu was discussing with people how to pursue his pursuit. Suddenly, he felt a chill down his spine. He turned his head and saw a tall boy with a fierce face and a scar on his face standing behind him. .

   A pair of eyes were staring at him coldly. Somehow, his instinct made him swallow all the words that were about to come to his mouth.

   At this time, he realized that the feeling of being so cold that he felt dissipated.

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   "Jiang Yu, do you want to go to dinner together?" After the performance, Jiang Yu met her classmates.

   Jiang Yu changed out of her ballet skirt and put on a simple T-shirt and jeans, making her more slender.

   "No, my parents and brother are here. We have made an appointment to have dinner together. Let's go to eat together next time."

   Just now, her mother texted and booked a box at the restaurant near the school. When she changed her clothes, she could go directly there.

  Yin Yin left the back of the auditorium and went out of the school gate. She never thought that she was stopped by someone as soon as she left the school gate.

   "Ayu."

   Jiang Yu frowned as she looked at the man in his twenties who stood in front of him.

  The man's eyes looked wildly, explicit and fiery, and finally stopped on Jiang Yu's chest.

   Jiang Yu felt a chill, and couldn't help but take a step back, and her face became cold.

   "Sir, I probably don't know you, what's the matter with you?" Jiang Yu's tone was cold, as if quenched.

Seeing the unhappy expression on Jiang Yu's face, the man immediately adjusted his attitude and said politely, "Ayu, you should have heard of me, my name is Hong Ming, and I asked the matchmaker to go to your grandma's place to tell you. Begging, your grandma must have told you that, speaking of which, we will soon be a fiancée.”

  The man looked elegant and polite, like a modest gentleman, with a gentle voice. If it wasn't for his arrogant look just now, Jiang Yu would have been deceived by him.

   Hearing that the person in front of her was the one whose grandma came to her and said she wanted to protect her as a matchmaker, Jiang Yu's face was even more ugly.

   Tomorrow, this plane will be completed, and the next plane will be: the mother of the shadow queen who gave birth to a child in hidden marriage, and the father is a little fresh meat.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)