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Tang Ruan froze in place, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, his brows were furrowed with nervousness, his hands were wet and unconsciously clutching the hem of his clothes, his heart was beating faster and faster, as if he was doing something for Countdown to things to look forward to.

He heard Pei Qihe say with a smile: "What are you waiting for..."

"Boss Pei! How are we thinking about what we told you!"

Tang Ruan opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the literary and art committee standing behind Pei Qihe, looking at them longingly.

He froze for a few seconds, then ran past Pei Qihe in a panic, and ran away blushing.

After returning to his seat and still not getting out of the scene just now, he took a deep breath, and then sighed with inexplicable throbbing and loss.He fidgeted a little and felt like beating himself up.

What weird things are you thinking about?Do you want Pei Qihe to kiss... yourself?

Tang Ruan shivered unconsciously when he thought of the word "kiss", and a small pimple appeared on his neck. Why did he have such an idea?Are you confused by Pei Qihe's beauty...

With a painful "ah", he fell headfirst on the table, covering his face with his hands and writhing.

Pei Qihe never took a second look at anyone when he entered the classroom, and he didn't know when it started. The moment he stepped into the classroom door, his eyes unconsciously shifted to Tang Ruan's seat. Go back to your seat.

It was the same this time, Tang Ruan lay on the table and covered his face, he couldn't see the face, but he could see the other party's ears.

Pei Qihe always thought that Tang Ruan was very cute, and every part of his face perfectly set off his temperament, especially the pair of earlobes, which were full, round, white and tender, revealing a healthy pink color, which looked very good to the touch.

But now those ears are congested to the point of red, like some kind of precious and rare pearls, the blood is so full that it is about to overflow.

He returned to his seat, but occasionally his eyes wandered from the book or the blackboard to a certain place.

Tang Ruan was absent-minded for most of the day. Jiang Xian passed by during the big class break, and when he saw him, he asked, "Do you have a fever? Why is your face so abnormal?"

Tang Ruan put his hands into his hair, rubbed his hair into a mess, and said weakly: "I lost something."

Jiang Xian immediately bent down to look around under the table, and said with a serious expression: "What is missing? Where did you see it last time?"

Tang Ruan replied sourly: "Heart."

Jiang Xian: ...It seems that this handsome boy's non-mainstream period came a bit late.

After Jiang Xian came to his senses, his eyes "blinged" and he wentssiped: "Who are you in love with? Aren't you dating Pei Qihe? You're going to cheat on him, so exciting!"

Tang Ruan was not in the mood to pay attention to the other party's nonsense, and asked hesitantly: "Have you... been in a relationship?" After asking, she felt extremely embarrassed, and the temperature on her face that had just dropped "squeaked" again picked up.

Jiang Xian was also taken aback by this sudden question, coughed and wanted to answer, the art committee brought a group of people around.

It was the second time Tang Ruan was interrupted by the literary and art committee. He was already very anxious, but now he was even more angry.

But he didn't dare to scold directly like Pei Qihe. Except for Ye Song and Jiang Xian, he still doesn't know anyone in class recently, and those two people also have their own circle of friends. Tang Ruan is more often the same as before. The same is a lonely person.

Tang Ruan was not used to being surrounded by so many people, so she lowered her head silently, put away her books and prepared to leave the classroom.

"Tang Ruan, help us call Boss Pei here. We can't even invite him." The literary and art committee member was a beta girl with a sweet and versatile voice. Tang Ruan didn't even know how to refuse this sentence.

He nodded, hesitantly walked to Pei Qihe's table and whispered, "They told you to come over."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, Pei Qihe lazily replied to the group of people: "No acting."

The literary and art committee was a little embarrassed, and came up to persuade: "The whole school's New Year's Eve party, you are the only one to watch in our class, how many people are waiting to see, if you don't give us a chance, think about your fans!"

Pei Qihe lowered his head and continued to do his homework, extremely indifferent: "It's none of my business."

When Tang Ruan heard such an answer, his mood rose slightly, and he applauded Pei Qihe in his heart.

Tang Ruan was shocked once again when he realized his own thoughts. Was he such a jealous person, or did the feeling of "like" make people become like this?

A few people in the group started talking.

"If you don't participate, Mr. Pei, I will quit..."

"Me too, I suddenly feel quite boring."

"Then I don't want to participate either."

As they spoke, they dispersed and returned to their seats.

The literary and art committee member watched the people he worked so hard to disperse one by one, his eyes were red with anxiety for a while, and he said in a panic: "You didn't say that at the beginning, so how can you act? Jiang Shan, you Begging me to let you play the heroine, have you forgotten?"

The girl named Jiang Shan was directly pointed out, and she couldn't help but argue, "Which one of us wants to participate because of Pei Qihe!" After speaking, she gave the literary and art committee a disgusted look and left.

The girl looked around with tears in her eyes, her eyes fixed on Tang Ruan.

Tang Ruan was a little uncomfortable being stared at, and moved a little to Pei Qihe's side, pinching Pei Qihe's clothes with his fingertips.

The art committee member choked up and asked Tang Ruan: "Are you willing to join? I will arrange a very good role for you!"

Tang Ruan let out an "ah", pointed at himself and asked, "Me?"

The girl nodded vigorously.

He was thinking about the words of rejection, and when he saw the girl crying standing there without holding back her tears, his heart immediately softened.

Tang Ruan sighed and agreed, "Okay."

You might even meet some good friends.

The literary and art committee member was very grateful, stepped forward and grabbed Tang Ruan's wrist and said, "Thank you!"

Pei Qihe squinted at Tang Ruan's wrist being pulled, tapped the pen on the table, and finally said when the girl wanted to add Tang Ruan's contact information: "Then I will join too."

All the people around looked over, and the few people who said they would quit before whispered in embarrassment.

The art committee member's expression brightened instantly, and he pulled both of them into their rehearsal group excitedly, saying: "There will be a rehearsal notice in the group, and every rehearsal will record a video and send it in, everyone..."

Pei Qihe suddenly interrupted and asked, "Let's say first that I'm not the hero."

Tang Ruan was stunned when he heard this request, Pei Qihe was born to be in the most dazzling place, how could he not be the protagonist, he asked, "Why?"

The literary and art committee quickly explained: "Do you mind having a kissing scene? It's okay, I told the teachers, just borrow a seat when the time comes, and you don't have to worry about other issues."

Tang Ruan: ...Suddenly I feel that it is good for Pei Qihe to experience the life of a supporting role once in a while.

Pei Qihe has been paying attention to the expression on Tang Ruan's face, and he finds it very interesting to see that the other party is smiling at one moment and gloomy at another.

Being able to influence or even control the changes in other people's moods has a strange sense of accomplishment.

The literary and art committee looked at the phone and said, "According to this schedule, the rehearsal will start tomorrow, but there is no one for the protagonist right now."

Another thought suddenly popped up in her mind, if she couldn't find a girl, it would be fine for two boys to be the protagonists, as long as they were good-looking.

The girl asked Tang Ruan tremblingly, "Can you be the heroine?"

Tang Ruan's pupils dilated suddenly, it was so shocking that he couldn't speak: "Ah, this..."

The girl hurriedly said: "Actually, gender is not a problem, the main reason is that I think the girls in the class are not as good-looking as you!"

Pei Qihe agrees with this sentence in his heart, but it should be that everyone is not as good-looking as Tang Ruan.

It was the first time for Tang Ruan to be praised so much in person, and the words of rejection stuck in his throat.

The literary and art committee took him as his acquiescence, and everyone said happily: "Then there will be only the male lead and no one to play!"

Pei Qihe looked at Tang Ruan who was stunned in place, propped his face with one hand and said in a good mood: "Then I'll be the hero."

The author has something to say: Literary Committee: I seem to know something extraordinary.