Become Famous Another Day

Chapter 173 Performance Moment

Lu Yanhe and the others didn't sit down until the sofa came over, otherwise the few chairs in the room wouldn't be enough for them.

“The stylist is nowhere to be seen, and the costumes are nowhere to be seen. What are you doing?” Zhou Pingan’s angry questioning voice came from the door. He didn’t know who he was talking about, but his voice was loud.

Chen Ziyan comforted several young people and said: "You should prepare yourselves well. Don't worry about these things. Zhou Ping'an and I will take care of it."

 Lu Yanhe was indeed a little worried at first. He did not have much experience in performing at evening parties. In the past, he always followed the team. Basically, no matter where he went, no matter how rushed, all the processes were in order.

This was the first time he encountered such a chaotic situation, and he didn't know what was going on.

 After about half an hour, the stylist arrived belatedly.

 It was completely snatched away by Zhou Pingan.

Another person chased her and shouted: "She will be an artist for us next, and we will be on stage at eight o'clock to perform!"

Zhou Ping'an turned around and roared: "Go tell the show crew! Our makeup time is 6pm, and now it's 6:40! You guys are thirty minutes late. Now come and compete with us for a stylist. You can try on one." try!"

Zhou Pingan's roar suddenly spread throughout the corridor.

Lu Yanhe and the others sat in the dressing room in silence.

I don’t know if Zhou Ping’an was too scary, but the man who wanted to steal the stylist didn’t chase him in after all.

 Chen Ziyan saw that several young people looked confused, even a little overwhelmed, and said with a smile: "You have never seen such a situation, have you?"

 Several young people shook their heads in unison.

Chen Ziyan said: "Ten years ago, almost every night's backstage looked like this. You may not be able to imagine now that our entertainment industry was underdeveloped at that time, and we learned everything from foreign countries. It was a barbaric era at that time, and the entire The entertainment industry is like a grassroots team, there is no order, it is all about fighting and fighting. If you are more polite and kind, you will definitely suffer a loss, just like tonight, some people are late, and some people jump in line, causing the original arrangement to be completely disrupted Chaos, at this time, we can only take care of ourselves first.”

 After she finished speaking, her eyes fell on the stylist.

 “Are you ready? Can you start putting on your makeup?”

 The stylist nodded and took a deep breath.

“Then it’s up to you.” After Chen Ziyan finished speaking, she took out an envelope and stuffed it directly into the stylist’s bag. “These young people have to ask you to take care of themselves.”

The stylist is beaming.

  “Of course.”

 Actually, they can bring their own stylist here tonight.

But because their performance fees vary greatly. The high ones, such as Li Zhibai and Cheng Hai, both have 500,000 yuan, while the low ones, such as Tu Song and Yan Liang, only have 30,000 yuan. If they really use their own stylists, the former will suffer, and the latter It’s almost impossible to make any money either.

 So, in the end, I still used the stylist from the program team.

They young people don’t need fancy stage makeup. They still look like young teenagers. It’s not complicated. The stylists of the program team are enough.

 It’s just that Lu Yanhe has to change his performance clothes.

The costumes for his solo performance of "Remember" were borrowed by Chen Ziyan from the brand alone, as was Tu Song's solo performance.

This is not through the company’s channels, but through Chen Ziyan’s own personal connections.

 Otherwise, Lu Yanhe could still win the favor of some brands with his academic personality, and it would be basically impossible for a little-known singer like Tu Song to borrow clothes.

 The costumes for the group performance are made by the costume team of the program team and are customized with the cooperative brand.

Lu Yanhe first changed into his solo costume and then started putting on makeup.

 Because his program is at the back of the list, I let Li Zhibai and Tu Song do it first.

Lu Yanhe was sitting on the sofa with Cheng Hai and Yan Liang.

He had not sat down for a while when Chen Ziyan patted him and said, "Get up."

“Huh?” Lu Yanhe didn’t know why, but he still stood up.

Chen Ziyan then said to Cheng Hai and Yan Liang: "You also get up."

Cheng Hai and Yan Liang stood up in confusion.

Zhou Ping'an looked at her doubtfully, as if he didn't understand why Chen Ziyan wanted to point fingers at his artist.

 Chen Ziyan said: "You guys wait a moment."

She made a phone call, and after a while, several people came in with high stools common in bars.

Lu Yanhe and others' eyes widened.

“You guys sit here.” Chen Ziyan pointed to the high stools and said, “Your clothes are all ironed, and they will wrinkle easily when sitting on the sofa.”

Lu Yanhe and others suddenly realized.

 That’s what happened.

-

Despite the chaos backstage, the party still started on time at 7:30.

 The place is very lively.

 Lu Yanhe and the others are making their own preparations and adjusting their mood.

 Chen Ziyan and Zhou Ping'an left one after another after everything was settled, not knowing where they went.

 There are five people in a dressing room, which is a little crowded. The dressing room here is not big, but they are all used to it. In the past, there were seven people every time they went out, which made it even more crowded.

Li Zhibaidu joked and said: "We should protest and ask them to prepare two dressing rooms for us. Our agents are different. Why are they still preparing dressing rooms for us according to the previous standards? It is too much."

At this moment, a staff member came over to remind Li Zhi of Baihouzhang.

Li Zhibai's personal performance is in a very high position. In order for Hou Jun to attract fans to watch the entire program, the performances of relatively popular stars such as Li Zhibai, Cheng Hai, and MX are scattered in various time periods.

Li Zhibai stood up and followed him.

 “Come on, Brother Bai!” Tu Song waved his hand to cheer him up.

Li Zhibai shook his hand without looking back, but it hit the door frame. His straight and handsome back suddenly stooped like a shrimp in hot water, and he put away his hand. In order to maintain his image, Reluctant to be exposed, he breathed in secretly.

 Lu Yanhe: “…”

-

 Lu Yanhe and the others were watching the live broadcast on their tablets.

Performing now is King Louis, an Internet celebrity singer who once recorded "Little Songs Gathering Together" with Lu Yanhe.

Lu Yanhe has seen the program list, and many of the performers are singers who have appeared on "Little Songs".

 From tonight’s artist lineup, it can be seen that Hou Jun has a deep affection for "Little Songs Gathering Crowds".

 King Louis' explosive rap ended, igniting the atmosphere at the scene to a boiling point.

The host came on stage, joined the audience, and played a VCR, which was an interview with high school students who graduated this year. Each student in the video had a simple face and bright eyes.

 Subsequently, Li Zhibai appeared.

As soon as he appeared on the stage and the musical accompaniment had just started, the cheers and screams from the scene were already shaking the sky.

 He was also different on stage.

His eyebrows are sharp and stern, and he exudes an aura that belongs to a young king.

Li Zhibai is followed by more than 20 backup dancers.

 The backup dancers were prepared by contacting the program team.

Has only rehearsed four times before.

Lu Yanhe looked at Li Zhibai's performance on the stage and could only say that although this person is surprisingly lazy, he is really talented. The kind of dominance on the stage that ordinary artists do not have.

 “Li Zhibai is so handsome when he dances.” Tu Song couldn’t help but sigh.

At this moment, a green light spot suddenly appeared on Li Zhibai's face, swaying around his eyes.

Li Zhibai's movements suddenly stalled for a moment before he picked up.

 “What’s going on?” Lu Yanhe asked immediately.

 Yan Liang, who has more stage experience, his face darkened and he said: "Someone shot Li Zhibai in the eyes with a laser pointer off stage."

“Huh?” Lu Yanhe looked at Yan Liang in disbelief, “Why?”

 “Hatfans, there are often black fans who do this, shoot their eyes with laser pointers, and interfere with the performance.” Cheng Hai’s expression also became serious.

They all looked at each other.

Li Zhibai didn't seem to be affected too much. Although the laser pointer kept trying to hit his eyes, his movements and singing remained stable, and it was only the initial impact.

 The camera no longer cuts close-ups of him.

 About a minute later, the camera cut to a close-up of him again.

The green light spot has disappeared.

“It seems that the security guard caught the man with the laser pointer.” Yan Liang breathed a sigh of relief.

 Ten minutes later, Li Zhibai came back.

Zhou Pingan followed him, staring into his eyes.

 “Are your eyes OK? Are you feeling uncomfortable?”

Li Zhibai waved his hand and said: "It's okay, it didn't hit my eye, it just disturbed me."

Zhou Ping'an was so angry that he said, "I will sue that idiot later."

"What are you suing? I wasn't hurt, so it's useless to sue." Li Zhibai was much calmer than Lu Yanhe thought, and he didn't get angry as Lu Yanhe thought.

With Li Zhibai’s character, wouldn’t he have started scolding him long ago?

Yan Liang asked: “Did you see who the person who shot you with a laser pointer was?”

"No." Li Zhibai shook his head, "Anyway, people like this will appear every once in a while. If you get used to it, there will always be black fans."

 Lu Yanhe was amazed.

 In his eyes, Li Zhibai's character is not like this.

Whoever dares to offend him will be sent to heaven where he is.

Why are he and Ma Zhiyuan so unwilling to deal with each other? Isn't it because Ma Zhiyuan provoked him several times?

Li Zhibai was so calm on this matter, even a little "indifferent"?

Zhou Pingan said angrily: "You should have a good rest first and let someone touch up your makeup later. Your forehead is covered with sweat. If your eyes feel uncomfortable, tell me right away."

 “Okay.” Li Zhibai nodded.

Zhou Ping'an finished his explanation and left cursing.

-

At the scene, the director team, Hou Jun was sitting on a chair, his head was on fire, but he was holding it in.

The incident of Li Zhibai being shot with a laser pointer at the scene will definitely be a hot topic and become a scandal tonight.

Hou Jun had a sullen face and wanted to call the security team over now and ask them how the security check was done.

 Because this kind of thing happened often in the past, audiences are now explicitly prohibited from bringing laser pens and other laser equipment to various evening parties.

 As a result, something like this still happened tonight.

 He glanced at the artists who appeared behind him, and there were many people whose names were circled. They were all those who had not arrived yet.

 “Is Liu Zhilan not here yet?” Hou Jun frowned and asked.

 The person in charge of artist contact next to him said: "Liu Zhilan is expected to arrive in half an hour, and the road is a bit congested."

Hou Jun: "I asked her to arrive at half past seven, but now it's eight o'clock!"

 “Already on the way.” That’s all the people next to me could say.

I asked a few more people, but they were either on the way or not yet in contact.

 A mess.

Hou Jun took a deep breath.

 Fortunately, despite the chaos behind the scenes, the performances on camera and on stage are still going on in an orderly manner.

 All stage design is top-notch.

-

 Tu Song and Yan Liang both appeared one after another and completed their solo performances.

 It must be admitted that when the two of them performed, the response was not very enthusiastic.

At 8:50, Lu Yanhe was called to the waiting area by the staff, and his heartbeat reached his throat.

nervous.

Li Zhibai and Yan Liang knew that Lu Yanhe was nervous.

 He has not performed on such a big stage for almost two years. Artists are like this. If they haven’t performed for a long time, they will be a little nervous and timid.

 “It’s okay, come on.” Li Zhibai patted Lu Yanhe on the shoulder.

Yan Liang also encouraged Lu Yanhe.

Lu Yanhe took a deep breath and walked out with his limbs stiff like a newcomer.

 Along the way, I met many artists.

Lu Yanhe knew them, and they seemed to know him too. They looked at each other, but did not say hello because they had not said hello before.

 He came to the side of the stage.

 The people in front are still performing.

　　is an instrumental performance by a high school student orchestra.

 Very lively and lively.

 The atmosphere of the scene danced with the lively melody and rhythm.

Tonight’s host Peng Zhixing also swayed his body on the edge of the stage, looking full of energy.

Lu Yanhe could not fit into the atmosphere, he was really nervous.

Peng Zhixing saw Lu Yanhe from the corner of his eye, stopped and smiled at him, "Hello, Yan He, I am Peng Zhixing."

Peng Zhixing was a few years older than him, so Lu Yanhe called him "Brother Xing".

Peng Zhixing looked at Lu Yanhe with a smile and said, "You are only nineteen years old this year, right? I can indeed be your brother."

 The two of them exchanged pleasantries.

The surroundings are noisy and not a suitable environment for chatting.

 When the performance was over, Peng Zhixing nodded to Lu Yanhe and prepared to go on stage.

The staff has already put on the earphones for Lu Yanhe, and the microphone is in the hands of the front staff and will be given to him when he goes on stage.

As Peng Zhixing came on stage, the high school students who had just performed also left the stage.

 A group of people were chattering excitedly, with young smiles on their faces.

 When they saw Lu Yanhe, several of them's eyes lit up and they wanted to take photos with him.

While Lu Yanhe was hesitating, Chen Ziyan suddenly appeared.

“Everyone wants to take a group photo. We’ll take a group photo backstage later. Yan He will be on stage soon.” She said softly.

 The high school students were very happy to say hello and thank you.

Chen Ziyan patted Lu Yanhe on the shoulder, "Don't be distracted."

Lu Yanhe nodded and took a deep breath.

 “Lu Yanhe comes to power.” Someone guided. Lu Yanhe walked forward, took the microphone, and walked forward according to the route of yesterday's rehearsal.

 He performed on the side stage.

 Mainly because this song is not a lively one, and the backup dancer arranged for him at the party is a pas de deux between two professional dancers.

 The overall atmosphere is relatively soft.

 On the main stage, Peng Zhixing continued to talk.

"Everyone knows that there is a particularly amazing idol this year. He achieved a counterattack through the sprint in his senior year of high school, scored a high score of 657 points, and returned to everyone's field of vision. Do you still remember him last year? A song that I sang? Tonight is the graduation season where we don’t want to say goodbye. Youth is also a memory that we don’t want to forget. Let’s calm down and listen to the footsteps of time.”

 The lights changed, the main stage darkened, the side stage lit up with chasing lights, and Lu Yanhe appeared in front of everyone.

Music accompaniment sounds.

 The main stage also lit up with chasing lights, and a pair of professional dancers began to dance.

Lu Yanhe stood on the stage, looking at the dark crowd and the connected sea of ​​lights.

　　There was no such enthusiastic and heart-rending cheers as when Li Zhibai and the others took the stage.

 But someone was calling his name.

 “Lu Yanhe, you are so handsome—” is an excited girl.

 Lu Yanhe heard this voice.

 Many people have heard it.

 He laughed.

 There were more screams.

 Lu Yanhe calmed down, raised the microphone, and started singing.

-

This time, he sang more wantonly.

 The night in front of me is a night with clear sky.

The long road under our feet is a long and smooth road.

 Nothing stood in his way anymore.

 “I just want to hold on to the fleeting time

 Say a good goodbye

 It’s a pity that I can’t go back to yesterday even if I’m grateful.

 I just want to remember this moment

 The light years we have traveled together

 …”

-

The performance time of a song is only four minutes, but Lu Yanhe feels as if a long, long time has passed.

Emotions that had been fermenting in his heart for a long time, those unspeakable ups and downs, were sung along with the songs, as if they were about to fly up into the blue sky on a white crane.

By the time he finished singing his last song, the lights had completely turned on.

 He could see the dense crowd under the stage and everyone's face.

At this moment, Lu Yanhe felt a sense of relief that he had not seen for a long time, just like the sense of relief he felt after singing "Little Songs Gathered Together" last time.

-

 There were many people at the scene with red eyes.

　　It’s not that Lu Yanhe’s singing is so touching, nor is he that style. The feeling he sings is that of a young man’s wantonness, the clearness of a crane in a clear sky.

 But many of the audience at the scene were high school students who had just finished the college entrance examination. Many people listened to Lu Yanhe’s lyrics and were moved when they thought of the schools and classrooms they would never go back to.

-

Lu Yanhe didn’t know that Li Pengfei was also present today. He got two tickets and brought Xu Zijun with him.

They sat in the audience and listened to Lu Yanhe’s performance. Li Pengfei said to Xu Zijun: “Look, Lao Lu cares so much about me, an old classmate, that he is so reluctant to leave me that he even wrote a song to commemorate me.”

Xu Zijun was a little confused: "Is this song written for you?"

Li Pengfei nodded very confidently: "Of course, besides me, who else in the class has a good relationship with him? If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have a single friend in the class."

Xu Zijun: "Don't he have a good relationship with Linyu and Chen Qin? Moreover, he is also very familiar with Chen Siqi from Class 7."

 Li Pengfei: "...Then no one has the same relationship as me and him, right?"

Xu Zijun thought about how he had seen Lu Yanhe and Chen Siqi walking together several times, and thought, that is not necessarily the case.

Of course, she didn’t say this out loud.

-

Lu Yanhe was about to step down. At this moment, Hou Jun's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Yan He, wait a moment, help me. The guests behind me haven't arrived yet, so we will temporarily add an interview and chat session."

Lu Yanhe was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

He couldn't just stand there stupidly in front of everyone.

 He smiled and waved to the audience.

There was a burst of excited screams at the scene.

 At this time, Peng Zhixing finally appeared.

 “Yanhe, please stay!”

Lu Yanhe breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Peng Zhixing, who was hurriedly on stage.

Looking at his appearance, Lu Yanhe probably felt a little flustered because he had received the news temporarily.

 “Brother Xing.” Lu Yanhe greeted him politely.

"This song is really nice." Peng Zhixing walked towards him and said, "If I remember correctly, you wrote the lyrics and music for this song yourself, right?"

 “Yes.” Lu Yanhe nodded.

Peng Zhixing smiled and asked, "Can you tell us all about the background of why you wrote this song?"

 This is a temporary question for him.

 I received news from the director team that the remaining performers had not yet put on their makeup, and several performers who had already arrived refused to come out in advance to perform, resulting in an empty venue. He had to come to Lu Yanhe to support the show.

 Peng Zhixing was also confused, but he had to accept it. The host must hold on to the scene no matter what situation he encounters.

In Peng Zhixing's eyes, this is a very routine question. Tell me about the background of writing this song and tell a story. Taking advantage of this moment, he organizes the language again to see what he will ask later. Time passes.

 But his question happened to be in the blank space of Lu Yanhe, and he had no background in writing this song.

In desperation, all you can do is make nonsense.

"It's just a feeling that studying in the past few years has given me, which makes me want to write a song to commemorate it." It was easy to go on from the beginning. Lu Yanhe said: "I just graduated this year. Like everyone else, After going through a very painful and difficult but rewarding senior year in high school, I think everyone, like me, has some things that I can’t say directly to my teachers, classmates and friends, so I wrote songs that I couldn’t say directly.”

"Speaking of which, this song also has a story." Lu Yanhe laughed. There was a regret that he had always wanted to make up for, but had no chance. He didn't expect to be able to tell it directly now, "Back then, I was going to appear on "Little Songs Gathering Crowds" 》Sing this song, but I only wrote the music, not the arrangement. There was a rehearsal at nine o'clock in the evening. A good friend of mine spent more than three hours and urgently compiled a version for me, and then I was allowed to sing it for the second time. I will be able to sing this song on the show the next day.”

Peng Zhixing asked in surprise: "Did your friend arrange this song for you?"

"Yes." Lu Yanhe smiled and nodded, "My friend is also a classmate of my No. 13 Middle School."

“Wow, can I ask if it’s a boy or a girl?” Peng Zhixing asked immediately.

 Lu Yanhe smiled sheepishly, "First of all, I want to emphasize that she is just my friend, and then I will answer you, she is a girl."

Peng Zhixing immediately said "Oh~".

"Okay, I heard your emphasis, she is just your friend."

 Lu Yanhe: “…”

Peng Zhixing smiled and put away his teasing, "Okay, okay, no more joking. This summer, you really shocked and surprised everyone. It's not an exaggeration to say earth-shattering. I saw a report that said, In September last year, you were ranked over 500 in your grade, but in June this year you scored 657 points, ranking second in the grade. Have you ever thought about such a terrifying progress speed? "

"I have thought about it." Lu Yanhe nodded, "It is for this goal that I have been working hard this year. Without this goal, I would have given up countless times."

“In the eyes of many people, when you propose this goal, they may laugh at you for not overestimating your capabilities.”

"Indeed." Lu Yanhe nodded, "But it doesn't matter. The goal is given to yourself, not to gain the approval of others."

“You’re right, you should set your goals for yourself. Don’t work hard to gain recognition from others.” Peng Zhixing said, “Actually, many people want to know, which school did you apply for? What is your first choice?”

Lu Yanhe immediately shook his head and said, "Brother Xing, let me keep it a secret for the time being. I won't tell everyone until I get the admission notice. Otherwise, I'll be embarrassed if I don't get admitted."

Peng Zhixing's eyes widened: "Is it possible that you won't be able to record a score like yours?"

 He had no intention of embarrassing Lu Yanhe and immediately changed his mind.

“Okay, then after you get the notice, you must tell us as soon as possible which university you will become a college student, okay?” Peng Zhixing said.

 “Okay.” Lu Yanhe agreed readily.

“Everyone, I have a bonus for you. Lu Yanhe personally agreed and will tell us as soon as he gets the admission notice.” Peng Zhixing said with a smile.

Lu Yanhe thought to himself, how long will it take?

The performers at the back are not doing well yet?

Peng Zhixing: "You will have a performance with your original teammates later, right?"

 “Yes.” Lu Yanhe nodded.

“It seems like you have a really good relationship. Even if you have disbanded, you will still get together to perform.”

Lu Yanhe thought to himself that although they did have a good relationship, the performance together today had nothing to do with their relationship.

“We are very good friends with each other. Even if the team disbands, the friendship will not disband.”

After Lu Yanhe finished speaking, the director’s voice finally came to his ears.

 “Liu Zhilan is already in the waiting room.”

 Lu Yanhe suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Peng Zhixing nodded to Lu Yanhe with a natural expression and said, "That's great. I'll look forward to your performance later. Thank you Yan He."

 Lu Yanhe knew that he could withdraw.

 He nodded to Peng Zhixing and turned to leave.

 Peng’s trip continues.

-

Once off the stage, Lu Yanhe let out a long breath.

 Chen Ziyan was waiting for him off the stage.

“Why did we suddenly have an extra chat on stage just now?” Chen Ziyan asked.

Lu Yanhe returned the microphone to the staff, and someone removed his earphones.

He tapped his ear and said, "I just finished singing, and Director Hou asked me to help him to hold on to the time."

 Chen Ziyan knew what was happening as soon as she heard it.

 She immediately rolled her eyes.

 “It’s really a mess.”

She took Lu Yanhe back to the dressing room. When passing by a hall in the middle, a group of high school students performing in front gathered together, seemingly waiting for him. When they saw him, they immediately showed an excited smile.

Lu Yanhe then remembered that Chen Ziyan had agreed to take a photo with them just now.

 “Lu Yanhe, you sing beautifully!”

 “So handsome!”

Several girls said with smiles.

 Lu Yanhe: “Thank you! Your performance was also wonderful!”

Chen Ziyan took a group photo for them.

 After the group photo was over, they couldn't contain their excitement and waved goodbye to him.

Lu Yanhe followed Chen Ziyan away and walked a little further. When he looked back, they were still looking at him.

That feeling...as if I really became their idol.

-

Lu Yanhe took his phone back and opened it. There were many unread messages.

 Especially the class group chat, which is 99+ unread.

 They were all telling him about what he had just performed.

 Lu Yanhe replied one by one, and then saw Chen Siqi's message.

 She sent an eye-rolling emoticon, and then said: It took 800 years to say thank you. Don’t forget, you still owe me a meal!

 Lu Yanhe thought about it.

At first he asked Chen Siqi for help, but he promised to treat him to dinner, but he never fulfilled it.

 He said: Are you free tomorrow? If I have time, I'll make up for the meal I owe you at noon tomorrow.

 Chen Siqi: Okay.

 Lu Yanhe: See you tomorrow then.

 He put down the phone and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

“What do you mean when you smile so heartily?” Li Zhibai looked at him sideways.

Lu Yanhe suddenly came back to his senses after being squeezed by Li Zhibai.

 He quickly put away the smile on his face and said, "You are so big, don't be blind."

Li Zhibai clicked his tongue twice and said: "Hypocritical, I dare not admit it. Tell me, who were you chatting with just now?"

 Lu Yanhe: “No one.”

Li Zhibai looked suspicious: "It's not the girl who helps you arrange music, is it?"

Lu Yanhe took a deep breath and said, "Don't be blind."

Li Zhibai looked like he had understood everything, "Haha."

 Others also looked at Lu Yanhe, with a bit of inquiry in their eyes.

“…” Lu Yanhe stood up, “I’m going to the bathroom.”

 He ran away from the dressing room.

 If he stayed any longer, he felt that he really couldn't pretend anymore.

　　Why is that **** Li Zhibai’s eyes so poisonous? !

 Lu Yanhe walked through the corridor and entered the bathroom.

 Turns out it was full of people, still queuing up.

 He was shocked and decided to change places.

 The night wind blew against my face, bringing with it heat.

 It’s getting hotter.

Lu Yanhe was thinking about where to eat at noon tomorrow, and thinking about Chen Siqi, his mood was inexplicably agitated.

Li Zhibai really got it right.

 He does seem to like Chen Siqi a little bit?

Lu Yanhe's mind was confused and uncertain, but his feelings for her were indeed different from those of other people.

 Where is Chen Siqi?

 What does she think?

The phone buzzed and vibrated again. He thought it was Chen Siqi asking where he would meet at noon tomorrow. When he looked at it, he realized that it was a message from Lin Miaomiao: You don't like that female classmate who helps you arrange music, do you?

 Lu Yanhe Pupil Earthquake.

Tonight, why do these two people come to ask this? !

 His acting skills are so bad, can’t he hide anything?

 (End of this chapter)