My Green Plums Are Super Sweet

Chapter 64 Lying

When Han Xingye forcibly asked for repayment, Ye Weiwei accepted the ticket to Han Xingye's band concert in order to fulfill his promise of repaying his kindness.

On the other side, Nangong Luo, who had just received instructions from Ye Xichen, was still working hard to set up the stage at the bar where they had an e-sports party last time.

“Be careful when lighting these lamps. They should set off people, but don’t flash into the eyes.”

 “There is also this curtain, change it, don’t be non-mainstream.”

Nangong Luo was picky about the layout of the bar stage according to Ye Xichen’s wishes.

Not only was the boss not angry, he also stayed by his side with a smile on his face to greet those people, "Did you hear that? I will change them all according to Master Nangong's request."

These people are probably used to the style of the bar, and no matter how they change it, they still have a wild style.

 “Ding dong.”

Just when Nangong Luo was feeling worried, he received a picture sent by Ye Xichen.

Those pictures are clearly marked with the watermark of "Xingyao" College on xx, xx, xx, month xx, xx.

They are all campus stage settings. Nangong Luo did some research and found that these are the stage layouts of the "Xingyao" Academy's singer competitions over the years.

Nangong Luo suddenly realized it. At that time, he printed out several photos to dazzle the boss, "Take it, take it, and arrange it according to the above, all expenses are included."

"Yes Yes Yes."

The hotel owner was very happy, because the mysterious sponsor who requested the stage not only covered the venue fees, but also covered all the expenses for that night. He even promised to not only restore the stage to its original state after use, but also expand the special effects.

Only a fool would refuse this kind of pie-in-the-sky good thing!

Nangong Luo worked all day long from morning to night, and he finally sent the finished picture to Ye Xichen.

“Boss, this is the ultimate evolution of the stage... Do you think it’s suitable?”

Nangong Luo's tone can be said to be extremely doggy.

“Boss, the bar is ready, and people are being let in one after another. Everyone is dressed like a young student, making sure to create a campus atmosphere for my only sister!”

Nangong Luo posted photos and praised them again and again.

Ye Xichen, who had been immersed in processing documents at the company all day, finally closed the computer and stood up.

 The slap marks on his face have been covered up through special treatment.

He put away his tired face, picked up the coat on the hanger, and told Nangong Luo as he walked, "I'll leave the order of the bar to you, and I'll pick you up from school."

 Because of the special meeting he missed yesterday, he has been working on a response plan since last night and has not slept a wink until now.

But he had more important things to do.

I still remember the day the preliminary round ended, Ye Weiwei threw herself into his arms happily and said, "Brother, we passed the preliminary round, isn't it great?"

“But I’m still very scared. I’m very nervous and uncomfortable facing the stage.”

 “Little fool, the stage is not scary, my brother will help you solve it.”

He promised Ye Youyi that he would do everything he wanted to do, and he would definitely not do it casually, so he had already planned to create a unique stage for Ye Youyi!

 Although something unexpected happened yesterday, he will still fulfill his promise.

Ye Xichen calculated the right time to pick someone up from school.

Just when he was about to call Ye Weiyi, Ye Weiwei had already called.

 “Tsk…” What a tacit understanding.

The fingers moved across the screen, and the corners of his mouth naturally raised.

The only first thing he said that night was, "Brother, I may go home later today."

"Huh? You want to train?" Ye Xichen frowned slightly. He remembered that Ye Weiwei said that he would not train today.

On the other side, Ye Weiyi lied with red cheeks, "Ah... I need to train."

　　Okay, the third stroke is still to come. I heard that you think my brother is not doing well enough, so there may be more than three strokes.

 (End of this chapter)