see the face

Since this semester, the work of the students has become more and more busy. As the teacher of the office of the Youth League Committee, Ma Yue finally has no time to take care of so many things at the same time, so the regular meeting of the student union every Saturday is fully entrusted to Xu Yangfan.

The upcoming drama festival is one of the large-scale activities of M University. The campus is soliciting drama programs everywhere, and the entire student union is also very busy for this event, especially the school art troupe.

Xu Yangfan can be regarded as a serious and responsible student union chairman. Knowing that the school art troupe is busy, he specially approved the entire art troupe not to attend the regular meeting every Saturday. Rehearsal, half a day off.

That Saturday, Xu Yangfan rehearsed in the morning and rested in the afternoon.

When the rehearsal was about to end, Xu Yangfan came to the practice room suddenly. The music in the practice room was deafening. Xu Yangfan didn't go in, so he leaned against the back door and took a look.

The last few actions ended neatly, and the music just stopped abruptly.

"Everyone is great this time!" Zhao Jiayi stood at the front, turned off the speakers, and raised her voice, "Okay, I've practiced here this morning, and it will be the same time tomorrow morning. Everyone has worked hard!"

"Understood! Thank you, senior!"

"Thank you, sister Jiayi!"

Everyone responded and dispersed to get their own things, only then did they notice Xu Yangfan who was leaning against the door with sharp eyes.

"Brother Yang!" Someone shouted towards the door.

Shu Cheng was flipping through a tissue in his bag to wipe his sweat, and when he heard the sound, he looked towards the back door, and just in time saw Xu Yangfan waved his hand, turned around and left, as if he had just come to watch their rehearsal.

Shu Cheng paused when he touched the paper towel, then opened it and took out a piece of paper.

Where did he come from?

You won't come to every rehearsal, will you?

Of course Xu Yangfan doesn't come to see every rehearsal—although he originally planned to do so, his junior year life is much busier than he thought, and the one or two times he occasionally came, just happened to be in time In the last ten seconds, the rehearsal ended in a hurry.

The opening dance was a group dance, but Xu Yangfan didn't know what the show was. Anyway, every time the formation changed to the last moment, it was difficult for him to see the person he wanted to see.

It's the same this time.

Shu Cheng was walking towards the dormitory with his bag, but was stopped by someone beside the teaching building.

"Shu Cheng." The voice was faint.

Shu Cheng looked back - it was Wang Haoqian.

"Senior." Shu Cheng said politely.

"Where are you going?" Wang Haoqian asked him again.

"Go back to the dormitory, senior."

"Go back to the dormitory?" Wang Haoqian raised his watch and glanced at the time, "The regular meeting is about to start, are you planning to be late? Or are you not planning to come this week? Do you know that I haven't come to the regular meeting for a few weeks? I There are attendance checks here."

Wang Haoqian's tone was slightly questioning, and Shu Cheng was annoyed by his condescending appearance, but he still patiently explained: "I want to participate in the rehearsal of the drama festival, but senior Xu Yangfan said that I don't have to participate..."

"Xu Yangfan is not your omnipotent shield." Wang Haoqian said again, "It's new here, I hope you will focus more on your own work and don't put the cart before the horse."

Shu Cheng stuck his tongue in his mouth and didn't speak.He thought a little irritably: this Wang Haoqian is not the boss of his department, and he is not familiar with him, so what kind of person is he, why come here to point his nose and make irresponsible remarks?Do you really consider yourself an official?

Shu Cheng had just finished rehearsing, and was already hungry and tired and eager to go back to rest, but now for no reason, he was stopped on the road and given a lecture.

No matter which tendon Wang Haoqian made wrong today, he will find fault when he comes up. Shu Cheng just wants to throw the bag on his shoulder to Wang Haoqian's face.

Wang Haoqian looked at Shu Cheng who was silent in front of him, then took out two pieces of paper from the folder in his arms and put them in front of Shu Cheng: "This is a proposal for sponsorship."

"What do you mean?" Shu Cheng stretched out his hand to take the things and looked at them.

"Get sponsorship for the event." Wang Haoqian asked him back, "You don't know?"

"I used to be in the Propaganda Department." Shu Cheng explained politely, "I have never been in contact with sponsorship activities, so..."

"Go and learn if you don't know it." Wang Haoqian interrupted him, "You came to the student union to learn something, and everyone didn't know how to do it at the beginning."

"..." Shu Cheng was a little speechless, he didn't know what else to say, why was Wang Haoqian so annoying when he spoke?

"This time it's mainly for sponsorship for the drama festival. Someone else has already written the plan for you." Wang Haoqian's tone was still calm, "I hope to see the results before next week."

Shu Cheng tilted his head and ignored people, he was rarely so unreasonable to seniors.

"I'm going to a meeting." Wang Haoqian emphasized again, "I hope you won't be late today."

After finishing speaking, Wang Haoqian turned around and walked towards the student union office.

With his backhand, Shu Cheng crumpled up the plan and threw it into the trash can by the side of the road.

do not be late?I really can't stand it today.

Xu Yangfan said that I don't need to attend the regular meeting, so I don't need to.

After being disturbed by Wang Haoqian, Shu Cheng lost the mood to eat, went to the supermarket to buy something and went back to the dormitory.

Meng Jiahao came to their dormitory to play games with Lan Peng again, but Song Nan and Liu Siyang were not there.

"Get up." Shu Cheng threw the bag on the table, his tone full of unhappiness.

Meng Jiahao saw that Shu Cheng's face was not right, so he quickly got up and gave up his seat: "Grandpa, you sit down."

Shu Cheng didn't speak, and sat down sullenly.

"Shu Cheng, what's the matter with you?" Lan Peng seldom asked him quickly.

"It's okay." Shu Cheng held back his fire, his voice hoarse.

"Are you alright?" Meng Jiahao said again, "You are almost writing the four characters of being in a bad mood on your forehead right now."

Shu Cheng was silent for a while, before asking Meng Jiahao again: "Do you know Wang Haoqian?"

"The vice chairman in charge of the Outreach?" Meng Jiahao paused for a moment, then said clearly, "Did he offend you?"

Shu Cheng didn't speak.

"I don't know him well, but I heard from others..."

Shu Cheng looked up at Meng Jiahao, and Meng Jiahao lowered his voice and said, "He seems to be at odds with Brother Yang."

Shu Cheng wondered, "Isn't he Xu Yangfan's roommate?"

"I don't know." Meng Jiahao shrugged his shoulders, "The relationship between the two of them seems to have always been stiff, why did he provoke you?"

Shu Cheng calmed down a little, and then explained the ins and outs.

"Damn it? You threw away the proposal? So awesome?" Meng Jiahao was a little surprised.

"Nice job!" Lan Peng fanned the flames, "I would throw it away too. It doesn't sound like a good thing."

Shu Cheng laughed out loud at being teased by Lan Peng.

"Then what do you do now?" Meng Jiahao asked again.

Shu Cheng: "I don't know, did any of you get sponsorship?"

"I haven't." Lan Peng said, "All I know are from football teams, and no one has ever been sponsored."

"I don't seem to know..." Meng Jiahao thought about it, and suddenly slapped his thigh, "That, that, that!"

"Which one?" Shu Cheng urged him angrily, "No one is pinching you, just speak slowly."

"That's the one, your former roommate." Meng Jiahao scratched his head, "I forgot what it was called, but he even sent you downstairs when you moved the dormitory."

Shu Cheng thought for a while, then tentatively asked, "Liu Junjie?"

"Yes! That's him! Liu Junjie!" Meng Jiahao became excited, "He is also in the student union. If I remember correctly, he should be from the External Relations Department. He must have won sponsorship or something. You can ask him."

Shu Cheng knew that Liu Junjie was in the student union, and had met him once during the sports meet.

It's just that he has been in the student union for a month, because of the rehearsal of the drama festival, he has never been to a regular meeting, and the propaganda department has not arranged much work for him, and he has never met Liu Junjie in the student union.

Now that I was going to ask someone for help, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed—but Shu Cheng really had no other choice.

But Liu Junjie's reaction was beyond Shu Cheng's expectation—Liu Junjie is indeed from the External Relations Department, and he happened to be in charge of soliciting sponsorships many times. He not only promised to help Shu Cheng, but also asked Shu Cheng to concentrate first. For the rehearsal, he directly helped Shu Cheng do all the work, and asked Shu Cheng to hand over the signed and stamped contract to Wang Haoqian.

Before, Shu Cheng and Liu Junjie were only acquainted with each other, but Liu Junjie was unexpectedly such a good person.

Shu Cheng almost cried bitterly holding his mobile phone, he thanked Liu Junjie repeatedly, and said that he must invite him to dinner. After talking, Shu Cheng vaguely remembered that when he moved the dormitory last year, he also said that he would invite Liu Junjie to dinner.

Forget it, it's not important, just invite me together this time.

The sponsorship was entrusted to Liu Junjie, and Shu Cheng spent a lot of time on rehearsals.

The theater festival is coming soon.

On the morning of the opening day of the drama festival, all the staff went to the auditorium to gather for rehearsal.

The rehearsal includes the opening dance and all drama programs, and the scene is carried out orderly one by one.

Time passed quickly, and the actors and crew had just returned from lunch when Meng Jiahao brought two little boys over with a large bag of clothes.A group of people sorted out the clothes in twos and threes, and then entered the dressing room to put on makeup in a chattering voice.

After Shu Cheng changed his clothes in the bathroom, he stared at the mirror and hesitated for a few seconds whether to go out - the neckline was too low.

This opening dance is indeed Shu Cheng dancing in the C position, but the dance style has changed from the crazy and cool that was said at the beginning to a style that combines rigidity and softness.

The clothes were all changed to this kind of chiffon shirt with a sense of drape. Except for the low neckline, the new clothes are also very thin.

Shu Cheng hesitated, and finally put on his coat, zipped it up, and went out of the bathroom.

As soon as Shu Cheng entered the dressing room, Meng Jiahao rushed forward: "Why are you still wearing a coat, take it off and have a look!"

"Why are you shy? You don't have any clothes on?"

"Take it off."

"Take it off and take a look, let everyone see the C costume hahahahahaha"

……

A group of people were booing, Shu Cheng was a little hesitant, he knew that the costumes of the C position were slightly different from others, but he thought it was just a different color - everyone was wearing a black shirt, and he was wearing a white shirt.

However, it turns out that he was too naive. Everyone’s black shirts are the same as ordinary shirts except for the chiffon drape, with a lot of buttons—unlike him, with a V-neck and low cut.

Shu Cheng didn't want to take it off, but in the end he couldn't resist everyone's jokes, so he could only resign himself to his fate and unzipped his jacket.

He just pulled the zipper to the end, revealing the clothes inside, when he looked up, he saw Xu Yangfan at the door of the dressing room.

Shu Cheng froze in place.

Xu Yangfan didn't move either.

Xu Yangfan looked at him through the crowd, and Shu Cheng felt that his eyes looked a little strange when he glanced around, and finally fell back on him—it seemed that he was not very satisfied with their clothes anyway.

Shu Cheng felt slightly hot from being stared at by Xu Yangfan, and in the next second, Shu Cheng pulled the zipper of his coat back to its original position.

Xu Yangfan didn't come in, said something to Zhao Jiayi at the door, then turned and left.

The opening ceremony of the drama festival began soon, and the opening dance was the first program. Shu Cheng and a group of people ran onto the stage barefoot in the dark, and stood at the point they stepped on in the previous rehearsal.

The music flowed out from the speakers and poured into every corner of the auditorium. A light suddenly lit up on the dark stage, and Shu Cheng stood in the middle of the light.

The audience is dark, with occasional flashes for taking pictures.

Shu Cheng was on the stage, stepping on every point according to the music, and perfectly completing every movement of the dance, completely oblivious to the fiery eyes of the first row of guests below the stage.

Xu Yangfan thought this was just a bland opening dance, just like the countless previous activities.

But now he can't take his eyes off at all—under Shu Cheng's white and loose clothes, his slender waist flickers and disappears with his movements, and a large piece of bare skin at the V-neck is sweating, and it looks like a star under the light Plated on the chest generally shimmering.

I don't know if it's because of the makeup, but Shu Cheng on the stage is a little more charming than usual, and Xu Yangfan's every move makes Xu Yangfan feel restless.

This opening dance successfully played a warming role, and the cheers from the audience were louder and louder.

At the end of the dance, the screams in the venue reached a climax.

Shu Cheng and the others left the stage, and the host soon came on stage with a smile on his face.

Amidst the screams that gradually subsided, Xu Yangfan's body became hotter and hotter, and a white shadow swayed in his mind all the time.

Xu Yangfan gently squeezed his fingertips, trying to listen to what the host said.

After sitting for a while, finally, when the lights were turned off again, Xu Yangfan stood up and went to the restroom.

[The author has something to say]: Here we come!yeah!Today is also a day that is not late!The following is today's small theater~~~

"About That Opening Dance Costume"

Shu Cheng's room.

Shu Cheng was showing Xu Yangfan his childhood photos.

Xu Yangfan: When is this?

Shu Cheng: Six years old, participated in Children's Day for the first time

Xu Yangfan: cute

Shu Cheng: I still have that little yellow duck outfit, let me show you

(After finishing speaking, Shu Cheng ran to dig out a box, which was colorful.)

Shu Cheng: This is the little yellow duck I performed when I was six years old.

Shu Cheng: This is the little frog I performed when I was seven years old.

Shu Cheng: This is the tuxedo I hosted when I was nine years old.

(Xu Yangfan picks up a piece of thin white material, V-neck, low-cut)

Xu Yangfan:?

Shu Cheng: ...

Xu Yangfan: Why do you still keep this?

Shu Cheng: (wronged) People just have the habit of wearing costumes...

Xu Yangfan: This is not allowed to stay

Shu Cheng: (acting like a baby) No, no, I want to keep it... woo woo woo...

Xu Yangfan: No, you can only perform in costumes of small animals

Shu Cheng: No, woo woo woo! (Come up and kiss Xu Yangfan) Keep it, keep it, woo woo woo!

Xu Yangfan: ... kiss again

Shu Cheng: (Come up to him, but was held down and kissed for 10 minutes)

Shu Cheng: (panting) Can I keep it now?

Xu Yangfan: Go and get the needle and thread

Shu Cheng: What are you doing with needle and thread?

(Two 10 minutes later.)

Xu Yangfan: (satisfied smile) If you like it, keep it

Shu Cheng: (Looking at the V-neck and low-cut white shirt that Xu Yangfan has stitched together)...