The Young Matriarch
Chapter 691 - Chapter 691 Chapter 691 Looking Forward to the Ugly Look of

Chapter 691: Chapter 691: Looking Forward to the Ugly Look of Bai Chuwei with Old-Age Makeup Chapter 691: Chapter 691: Looking Forward to the Ugly Look of Bai Chuwei with Old-Age Makeup Until the celebration program was about to start, Bai Chuwei had gone to rehearsal so few times, it could be counted on one hand, not even three times!

“Senior Yuyu, since she doesn’t have much dialogue or action, just let her go on like this!” Tong Qingyan looked at an indignant Liu Yuyou with a strange flicker in her eyes and suggested.

The role Liu Yuyou had arranged for Bai Chuwei was that of a disfigured old woman, who would also need to apply age makeup, something nobody wanted to put on.

Liu Yuyou nodded, “The list of drama performers has already been submitted, and she likely wouldn’t dare to be absent.”

Tong Qingyan had recently grown closer to Liu Yuyou. She looked around and saw that the other students were still rehearsing. She tentatively asked, “Senior Yuyu, regarding the script for the remake of ‘Records of the Mountain Moon’, I heard you were the one who wrote it?”

Liu Yuyou was smart and immediately understood Tong Qingyan’s hint.

“If everything goes as planned, I will be the screenwriter, but I haven’t had the chance to sign the contract with the director yet. I know you’ll be going for auditions soon; I’ll mention it to the director then.”

As a sequel’s screenwriter, the director would indeed give her face.

Tong Qingyan’s eyes sparkled, and her hands clenched tightly together, her excitement making her breathing unconsciously speed up.

Heaven never seals off all the exits.

So what if Bai Chuwei was always scheming against her?

What did it matter if Bai Chuwei got her directly eliminated from “Super Brain Scholar”?

Didn’t she still have a chance to debut?

Busy with the school anniversary play and serving Liu Yuyou hand and foot had indeed not been in vain–the idea given by Xu Xingchen was very good!

The Immortal Teacher and Imperial University’s campus belle Bai Chuwei, as well as the finance department’s beauty Tong Qingyan, were both participating in the school celebration drama program, directly causing a sensation throughout the school.

The school celebration lasted a total of three days, and on the day of the program, students started occupying seats in the auditorium by noon!

By the afternoon, all the students participating in the performance were busily preparing.

Backstage was chaotic.

The dozen or so students who were in the play had already changed into their specific costumes and were nervously making final preparations.

Tong Qingyan searched through the crowded backstage for a long time, and finally found Bai Chuwei at a table in the corner, her back to her.

“Professor Bai…our drama is about to start, you haven’t changed or done your makeup yet? Do you need my help?”

Ever since Bai Chuwei had arrived at Henghua First Middle School, Qingyan’s position as the campus goddess had become unstable.

Tong Qingyan looked at Bai Chuwei’s beautiful profile, and suddenly felt an itch in her hands.

She was very curious to know how Bai Chuwei would look wearing old-age makeup!

Bai Chuwei was languid and didn’t bother with her, leisurely glancing at her WeChat chat.

[Your Ancestor: Has Hanhan arrived at Imperial University?]

[Duan Feihan: Yeah, I’m at the auditorium.]

She could already feel Duan Feihan’s presence in the auditorium, even in a crowd of thousands.

Bai Chuwei suddenly sighed. Could it be that Hanhan had come to watch her perform?

What a pity, the old ancestor had no interest in performing at all!

Bai Chuwei put away her phone, her hands gently coming together.

Tong Qingyan was a bit curious and couldn’t help but tiptoe carefully towards Bai Chuwei in her high heels, leaning over to peek at her table.

In an instant, Tong Qingyan’s legs went weak with fright: “Ah–!!”

Using her hand as a brush, Bai Chuwei sketched out a stream of light text in the air that was completely incomprehensible, then with a gentle slap, it turned into a Spirit Talisman and flew out from her fingertips.

A performance at the program?

Ah, the old ancestor never performed for the juniors, she didn’t mind having someone else take her place.