Hidden Assassin

“Move that table outside and send the next prop... Quick, those flowers aren't ready yet, come on...”

When the four of them walked inside the backstage and saw Ahern, she was busily directing the preparations for the next performance. Long waves of hair, wide and under the old eyes, eyes calm and dignified, ten fingers smoothly arrange a fake flower, although let people put it on the table, turn around, eyes soft, give a few people a slightly smooth look.

Several others then ran to her with the book, blocking her sight.

Oriental Wan led the three people to the side of the stage, outside performing a song and dance, looking out from here, the positions of thousands of people in the auditorium immersed in a dark, it looked really scary, took a deep breath quietly and held Sansa's palm. Jia Ming glanced a few times and smiled: “Small scene, no problem. ”

“No problem. The dressing room's over there. Come with me.” He led the three of them backwards and whispered softly in Oriental Mandarin. “The quiet performance was in the fifteenth scene, and the rest had been pushed in turn. I knew you were not going to perform in the form of a concept. It was time to print the quiet name on the program, so as not to let Tan Su-yeon question them like that, but Tan Su-yeon the person... cut...”

“Sorry, we also decided temporarily...” Soiree smiled with apologies, but Oriental Wan shook her head: “I mean the one who always liked to come out of ghost ideas... Soiree you are good, I'm not saying you...” The eyes swept intentionally to Jia Ming, but ultimately did not dare to be too aggressive. In her heart, Jia Ming's temper was strange, she also worried that Jia Ming left 600 yuan and ran away quietly.

rolled his eyes and Jia Ming touched his nose.

By then, Ahern had also settled other trivial matters and walked toward the four. "" Teacher Zhang, "cried Oriental Wan and Lingqi.” Ahern's complexion is a little soft, "he asked." Are you ready? ”

“Well, now quietly go in and change, and I'll take the tape to the audiologist.” Oriental nodded, quietly reaching into the big plastic bag and pulling out a tape: “Well, this is the accompaniment... eh?” Looking at the surface of the tape, slightly flashed.

“What's wrong? ”

“This... seems to be wrong...” Ling Jingyi said with some hesitation, "Where did you get the sasha? ”

“On the desk, you listened to the music last night and then sang for a while before sleeping. Didn't you just take the tape out and put it on the table?” Sasha said, "Isn't it...? ”

I frowned softly and angrily: “No... both are new tapes, this one is accompanied by another song, although it doesn't look different on the surface, but there is a scratch on one tape, look, here... my one, is actually still in the recorder...”

“Ah..." she said, a few people beamed. Sasha looked at the watch on her wrist and was about to rush out: “I'll go get it, the bike is outside.” Jia Ming hastily grabbed her: “No, time is running out, I'll go.” The Sacred Heart Academy occupies a vast area, leaves the school door from here, then turns around to go home, and then comes a long time. The family is thinking about going back with Ahern's car, but there is Oriental Mandarin present, naturally it cannot be stated, just a slight indication to Ahern with his eyes.

“Well, that... I'll go. Anyway, I have a car, and I've been to your place. Just give me the keys.” Ahern nodded and walked over to Jiaming to say softly: “Jing Jing was a little nervous yesterday, now there is another accident, you and Sha Sha are best with her.” I don't know if it would be a mistake, but I skipped my mouth and handed him the key.

“It's in the tape recorder on the desk, just like this tape. ”

“OK, don't worry.” Ahern shook the key in his hand, smiled slightly and disappeared into the group of students preparing for the show.

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……

After Ahern left, she quietly changed clothes.

A fake two-piece black and white dress with a white pure black short-sleeved dress over the inner layer of a white long-sleeved shirt with a slightly open neckline and a large framed black sunglasses to properly decorate the colour, with pink calves, white socks and sneakers. This is the style Jia Ming designed for her. In this era, it not only looked refreshing and fashionable, but it was also a new trend unprecedented among students. Cooperating with Jing Jing Ben is a fresh mix of maturity and independence. As soon as it came out of the dressing room, it attracted the attention of almost everyone.

Noted the eyes of everyone, the quiet look slightly impatient, exhaled and then sat in front of an empty dressing table, Jia Ming quietly put up a fluffy ponytail again, made simple trim, then put on a light makeup, during this period, Dongfang Wan next to him and several stylists who made up for the rest of the performers looked gazed, because it seemed that Jia Ming's moves were much more proficient than all of them.

Time gradually passed, a group of performers came to the stage, and then came back. After makeup, Jiaming three people found a place to rest and say some messy things on the side of the stage. Although nervous, the quiet is not a rookie who has not seen the big scene at all. However, there will not really be frightening scenes and other psychology. During this period, occasionally, you can see people pointing points, Tan Su-yeon and discussion with others.

“Could it be that the leadership dance was withdrawn and come to disrupt...”

“Still dressed like a good person...”

“Because she has a relationship with Dongfang Wan...”

“I never put them in my eyes...”

“You dare to disagree with Dongfangwan Dongfang Road, can you still disagree with Dongfang Family...”

“What's wrong with opinions...”

At the end of the twelfth performance, Ahern walked in from the outside. I don't know why, the look and words made people feel very low. Her eyes swept through Jiaming three people in a complicated way. She handed over the tape: “Go to the audio control side and see if it is this tape... I took it out of the recorder...”

After she finished speaking on her side, Oriental Wan had come to the side to get a small recorder. After listening to the beginning, she was sure it was the song to sing. Jia Mingyin noticed that Ahern seemed to have some depressed emotions, stood beside him, white fingers clenched into fists, let go, held up, let go again, seemed to have something to say, but finally slowly walked aside. Also at this time, as people whispered, Fang Yuxi entered the backstage, accompanied by a broker and several school teachers.

The scene that follows is naturally a bit confusing. Although the school has strictly forbidden anyone to harass the party, ask questions, sign, etc., these performers are a little crowded even if they are not touched. He came to say hello to Ahern and said a few words in a quiet and affectionate manner. Fang Yuzhi thanked Jiaming with his eyes and actions before entering the small room beside him. In the meantime, he squeezed out the crowd and walked to Ahern, looking a little serious. The conversation between the two people is almost invisible.

“Seeing your car just now seems... hurt? ”

“It's all right." Yahan smiled.

“What happened? You used to drive very carefully. ”

“Nothing, just a small accident...”

“You're in a bad mood...”

“I said it's all right... Thank you, Teacher Xu...”

Xu has been implicated in Ahern for a long time and has not died yet, but from now on, it does not seem that he has caused Ahern's depression. Jia Ming guessed why. Soon after, the fourteenth actor came to the stage, Dong Danwen, as one of the host, came down from the stage and spoke to Jiaming several people, naturally also to thank Jiaming for writing songs to himself. On the other hand, Tan Su-yeon came this way with the fifteenth dance performers, a large song and dance, and Tan Su-yeon had a good personal relationship with the leader.

“Out of the way, out of the way, this is the place to prepare for the next show, you guys stay out of the way...”

“But I am…”

“To watch the show go below...”

Stunning, she sighed quietly, and withdrew a few steps with Jiaming, Shasha and Dong Danwen. As a reporter, Dongfang Wan greeted her in the morning for the change of performance, but she didn't break it at this time. Tan Su-yeon and her were kind of enemies. At this time, she got used to needle tips against Mai Mang in school, and naturally enjoyed watching the play.

A few minutes later, at the end of the fourteenth performance, Oriental Wan ran over to Ling Jing with a microphone and saw Tan So-yeon and others still waiting there. He said, "Well... push your show backwards, there will be a special performance soon... uh, it was really a special performance...”

“What are you talking about...” Tan Su-yeon didn't have time to seize. On stage, Dong Danwen's words of pleasure and generosity have been passed on.

“Well, next up, it was a special show we prepared for you. It was originally a concept band that was quite popular in Jianghai recently, but because of the band's temporary problems, they appointed a singer, the first class of Ye Lingjing classmates to perform... You may not know this band very well, because they were founded from the beginning of this year, no album, just to write songs for others. According to some senior musicians, any of their songs have the strength to have a singer, Big Red and Purple. Of course, it just doesn't count verbally. It's up to you to judge whether it's okay or not to listen... OK, then, Ye Lingjing...”

“… Carousel! ”

The applause rang, the three hands stacked together, shouted for cheer, took a quiet deep breath, raised their heads and walked out toward the stage.

The music of Qing Ling slowly sounded, Ahern walked behind Jiaming and patted him on the shoulder, his left hand still tight into a fist.

Acquiescence looked in the distance and his gaze was a little deep.

“Jiaming, I... I want to talk to you about a few things, can I...”

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