The good substitute is actually a group pet

??The New Year's Eve Gala has always been a large-scale event of University A.? Not only the various departments have programs, but also clubs will have performances.

??Meng Tinghe sat in the background in costume and tuned the strings.

?? He was clearly sitting in a corner, and he didn't speak, but it made the other people in the background quiet down unconsciously.

?? It seems that loud noise is a kind of blasphemy.

?? In another corner, the vice-minister of culture and sports crazily pointed his elbow to his friends in the propaganda department: "See, did you see that? Over there, you're in charge of the facade,? Tweets can be done now."

??The photographer avoided her in disgust: "Woman,? You have affected my speed of taking pictures." As he spoke, he remembered all kinds of speculation and slander that had been raging, and asked her: "Aren't you afraid that he will mess up the party? Speaking of which, how did you audit this time?"

??The deputy minister scratched his head: "In the beginning, the minister said that he must be allowed to perform, and the review process is also in compliance. Later, I watched other people in their show, no problem."

??The deputy minister analyzed a few words seriously, and suddenly raised his face: "Ah, ah, he is so good-looking, no matter what he does, I will forgive him."

??Photographer: "..."

??…

??Meng Tinghe finished trying the strings,?put the pipa flat on his lap, and watched the crowd walking around in a trance.

?? There are a lot of people in the background, but it is not too noisy for some reason.Except for this point, it is no different from when I was in the band.

?? "Brother Meng, your clothes..." Luo Ling's family is considered a little rich, but when he saw the material and workmanship of this robe, he still uttered a sound of ignorance.

??Luo Ling squatted on the ground, tremblingly reached out to touch the corner of Meng Tinghe's clothes.

??Meng Tinghe looked down at him: "It was given by someone else, and it just arrived last night."

?? His robe is almost the same style as the one he wore when he was in the band.

??——After Yan Cen knew that Meng Tinghe was going to take the stage, he pushed other designs and started to design a new one for him according to the previous style.

??The one-month manual construction period was delivered by Yan Cen himself yesterday.

??Luo Ling carefully touched the flow pattern on Meng Tinghe's clothes, and began to feel that the miserable story of Harry Bohe that he had imagined before might be a mistake.

??Meng Tinghe was a little funny: "It's the same for you."

??Luo Ling suddenly realized, and began to touch the robe on his body intoxicated.

??At the beginning of the twelfth, they finalized the final draft of the score, and began to prepare the costumes.At that time, Yan Cen had already started making clothes for Meng Tinghe, and Meng Tinghe told the three of them that he could provide them.

??Luo Ling and Yang Xiaole both had channels, and they didn't take it seriously when they heard the words. They just told Meng Tinghe lovingly that they would come.

??Meng Tinghe emphasized twice to no avail, and did not argue with them again.

??It wasn't until the three sets of clothes were mailed to them this morning that they realized that something was wrong.

?? Yan Cen himself only made the one for Meng Tinghe, but the costumes for the three of them were also made by Yan Cen's team.

?? Absolutely incomparable to the clothes on the market.

?? Luo Ling was shocked when he received the clothes. After meeting Meng Tinghe backstage, he was already stunned.

??Pu Rong stood in front of Luo Ling, trying hard not to expose his idiot teammates to the eyes of the public.

?? Luo Ling backhanded a roc spreading its wings and showing off its beautiful clothes.

?? "Student Meng Tinghe."

??A slender figure suddenly squeezed in between the few of them, and Luo Ling and Pu Rong had to stop their fights.

??Meng Tinghe turned his head to look at the person.

?? It's Qiu Xuan.

??Qiu Xuan performed a piano solo tonight. He wore a suit and inconspicuous makeup. At first glance, he looked very cute.

??Qiu Xuan pursed his lips and smiled: "The performance will be performed later, how are you preparing?"

??Meng Tinghe also smiled politely: "Very good."

?? When he smiled, his whole body came alive.

??Qiu Xuan looked at Meng Tinghe's face and clothes, suppressed the jealousy in his heart, and smiled with a trace of innocent distress: "Your talent is really good. I have practiced for ten years and I feel that I can play so-so. You It will be able to perform in a month, which is amazing.”

?? Luo Ling, who was on the sidelines, questioned the soul of a straight man: "...??" What kind of nonsense is this buddy in kindergarten, why are you pretending to be childish?

??Meng Tinghe accepted the move calmly, and nodded gently: "Yes."

??I don't know if Ying himself is good or Ying Qiuxuan is average.

??No matter what it was, Qiu Xuan was heartbroken. He looked at Luo Ling, who was watching the excitement, and felt even more annoyed.

?? Originally, he wanted Meng Tinghe to make a fool of himself on stage, but he didn't expect Meng Tinghe to find a few teammates, and shamelessly asked him to add them.

?? I don't know if he is just being polite!

??Qiu Xuan couldn't recall how badly he was scolded that day, and said with a smile: "There will be a video and live broadcast later, so don't make mistakes."

?? After finishing speaking, he left.

?? Luo Ling was very confused: "What is he doing here?"

??Pu Rong, who is also a purebred straight man, was also very confused: "Why does he speak strangely?"

?? Only Yang Xiaole followed his aunt and uncle, and had been exposed to this kind of intrigue. He really couldn't stand the speculation of the two, "He told us that there is a live broadcast, is he trying to advertise the live broadcast website?" He explained in a low voice: "He is here to engage in mentality and show-off."

?? Luo Ling was shocked: "Huh?"

?? Engaging in Brother Meng's mentality, this person is too hard to think about it.

??Look at Brother Meng——

??Before the performance, I was still reading the post scolding him for vases.

??Three days ago, Piaoxue Ye, who had no information, finally found out that Pu Rong and the others were not banned, but they could also participate in the performance.He was silent for a day, then started again.

?? This time he focused his argument on "the adverse effect of a vase on the entire party", citing classics and quotations, trying to prove that Meng Tinghe became the sinner of this party.

??Meng Tinghe was puzzled by his behavior of insisting on messing with him even though he didn't know the truth, but this didn't prevent him from reading the post.

??It was already the day of the party, and the discussion was unprecedentedly heated. As soon as the comments were refreshed, there would be several more comments. Some people had already started the live broadcast, and others had opened a market, betting on whether he was a vase.

?? "Brother Meng, don't look." Luo Ling moved his hands and feet, "It's almost time for us."

??Meng Tinghe Shi Shi Ran bet on himself a vase and went to the waiting area

??…

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??The gymnasium of University A is very large, the stage is directly in front, and the auditorium half surrounds the stage. It is not a problem to accommodate thousands of people.

?? In addition to students and teachers, there were also invited media and alumni.

?? As an outstanding alumnus, Tang Ying chose the middle position.

??Due to the traffic jam, the party had already started when they arrived, and they missed several programs. Currently, a drama is being performed on the stage.

?? Tang Ying chose to be amused by the drama, while looking at the program list: "Let me see, Qian Chunci, it is in No.16 program."

??He Pingsui lacked interest, looking at the phone screen.

?? Tang Ying chose to come over and want to see: "What are you looking at? Recently, I always see you staring at your phone without moving."

??He Pingsui turned his finger and covered the screen.

?? Tang Ying shrugged and continued watching the show.

??The drama on stage was wonderfully arranged, with a tight rhythm, and the reversals and laughs were also well stuck.

?? The laughter in the stadium never stopped.

??He Pingsui watched it for a while, but turned the phone over again.

?? The above is actually a photo, to be exact, a candid shot.

?? It was that night, at the end Meng Tinghe was so tired that he fell asleep, He Pingsui carried him to the shower and stuffed him into bed.

??It is not accurate to say that it is night. In fact, the sky has already begun to light up, and subtle light comes in through the curtains.Meng Tinghe's whole body was buried under the quilt, only his furry head was exposed, and he slept deeply.

??He Pingsui stretched out his fingers and pressed the corners of Meng Tinghe's eyes that were red from crying. Seeing his peaceful sleeping face, he took a picture of him by accident.

?? After realizing it, I was reluctant to delete it, so I just saved it in the encrypted album.

??He Pingsui felt bored when he thought of Meng Tinghe, that ruthless and mean-spirited guy, but he couldn't help but want to see his photo.

?? It's a pity that they all fell asleep, and they didn't have each other's contact information.

??He Pingsui caressed the person in the photo.

?? There were a few girls sitting behind him. Their voices were not suppressed for a moment, and they floated to the front row.

?? "Damn, they actually opened the market? It's too much."

??"what?"

"It's just a bet on whether he is a vase."

?? He Pingsui listened carefully, not wanting to understand the gambler psychology of contemporary college students, but the next sentence cheered him up.

"Hey, speaking of it, Meng Tinghe is miserable. He said before that if he didn't participate, people would talk about his village. Now that he's on stage, he says the vase shouldn't cause trouble."

??Meng Tinghe?

?? He Pingsui's ears twitched slightly. Is it the Meng Tinghe he was thinking of?

?? The following dialogue is still going on.

?? "That's right, some people in the forum are really ugly."

?? "But we really don't know what's going on. I hope he won't let me down. I even talked to him."

??He Pingsui was thoughtful.

??He gave Tang Yingze an elbow, and Tang Yingze was startled: "Fuck, what are you doing?"

?? "Does your school have a forum?" Tang Yingxuan graduated from University A, but He Pingsui did not, and he didn't know anything about it.

?? Tang Ying chose curiously: "It's rare that you are still interested in this. Well, this is it. I'll send it to you."

??He Pingsui entered the forum, and soon found the post they were talking about.

?? In fact, there is no need to look for it, because that post is firmly on the top.

??He Pingsui clicked in.

??[Snowy Night: Well, my information is wrong, a certain brother can indeed take the stage, then let’s discuss the adverse effect of a vase on a group and even the destructive power of the entire party. ]

??-? ? ?Are you okay? Are you stunned?

??-You have made a few posts.

??-But there are indeed a lot of media and alumni today. If he sits awkwardly, our school will not lose face.

??-It can only be said that people are shameless...

??-Please stop talking, it's really not what you think.

??-Anyway, I'll perform later, it's a mule or a horse, tsk.

??…

?? He Pingsui quickly scanned the comment area.

?? In the comment area, some people spoke for Meng Tinghe, while some insisted on scolding him. Most of them were skeptical and waited for the show to start.The comment area is also open, as well as a live link.

??He Pingsui suddenly felt angry.It turned out that Meng Tinghe was in this school, so he lived such a bloody life?

??He Pingsui crossed over a comment scolding Meng Tinghe for having no money, no talent, and wanting to show off, and then thought of him living in his eldest nephew's house.

?? Is it because of this?

??He Pingsui couldn't tell what was going on in his mind, he just stared at various posts about Meng Tinghe.

?? "Brother, hey, what are you watching?" Tang Ying chose to poke him, "Hurry up, hurry up, the show you're sure to like is coming up, what's there, Pipa! There's also a big beauty!"

??He Pingsui was seeing a post from Meng Tinghe's freshman class, about a freshman being confessed by Xihua.

??The main building is also equipped with a picture.In the photo, Meng Tinghe was still a little young, but he did not hide his charm, and there was a tall girl's back in the corner of the photo.

??He Pingsui found the sentence "Unfortunately, what she got was rejection" in the long description of the romantic scene, and exited the post with satisfaction, while perfunctory Tang Yingze: "Oh."

??Tang Yingcho: "..." It's not good to be friends with someone, so rushing to be friends with him is looking for abuse, alas.

??On the stage, the host finished reporting the show, and stepped down gracefully, while the curtain slowly opened.

??The first two programs are musical instruments. Although the level is good, it will inevitably make people feel tired.

??Many people did not pay attention to the stage.

?? The curtain is fully drawn.

?? A soft and smooth sound of the pipa suddenly sounded, and then the rhythm became lively, noisy and chaotic, and the jade beads moved around.

??The drowsy audience involuntarily put down what they were doing and immersed themselves in the music.

??He Pingsui raised his head abruptly.

?? It can be heard that some adaptations have been made to the score, but the style and tune of the performance are almost unchanged.

?? He Pingsui has listened to it for so many years, and he will never admit his mistake.

??The person playing on stage is the kid he met in Yuezhao Lihua back then.

?? The light and shadow special effects shaking on the ceiling moved to the other side.

??He Pingsui also saw clearly who was on the stage.

??The young man was sitting on the chaise longue, the carmine red robe made him whiter, his long hair was scattered casually, his lips were painted with makeup, and his expression was soft and seductive for no reason when he played with downcast eyes.

??Occasionally, he raised his eyes and passed by, but he could see his eyes clear and distant.

??Like a god coming across time and space.

?? want to surrender, but also want to profane.

??He Pingsui recognized who that person was at a glance.

??Meng Tinghe.

?? Tang Yingze's voice floated over just at this time: "Look, I told you that you must like it. What's the name of that beauty? Let me see, Meng Tinghe? It's really nice."

??He Pingsui ignored him, staring at the stage with fixed eyes.

??At this time, the other three also started to play.There are four different styles of instruments mixed together, but they work perfectly together.

??Even people who don’t love music and don’t touch classical instruments can fully immerse themselves in it at this moment, and even close their eyes and feel a little intoxicated.

??After a while, He Pingsui heard the sound of inhaling one after another from behind.

?? "Fuck, this... is it a vase? Are those who scolded him okay?"

??He Pingsui agreed with this sentence, but he didn't have time to see how those who questioned or even opposed the forum would react.

??He didn't want to miss the show.

??There were four people on the stage. Although the other three performed very well, He Pingsui didn't pay attention to them at all. His attention was all on Meng Tinghe.

?? Out of the corner of his eye, He Pingsui saw a boy in a small suit in the front row. He was not immersed in music like the others, but instead seemed to have thorns on the seat, constantly twisting and getting up.

?? It seems very inexplicable.

??…

?? That boy is Qiu Xuan.

??His show is two after Meng Tinghe.

?? He left the backstage and ran to the auditorium when the show came, just to see Meng Tinghe make a fool of himself.

?? After all, what can a person without any talent do if he practices for a month, maybe he can only play a few sentences casually, or even play the wrong one directly.

??No, Meng Tinghe didn't even practice for a month. After all, he participated in that joint project and was extremely busy.

?? Thinking of this, Qiu Xuan gritted his teeth again.If he can participate in that project, he will have one more bargaining chip in the Qiu family. Who would have thought that he would beg that Professor Cheng in a low voice, but the other party would say that it is difficult to keep up with the project with his ability, and suggest him to start from the suitable one? Practice your own small projects.

??Qiu Xuan was furious, but he couldn't refute it, because his grades were indeed considered to be the bottom line.

??Meng Tinghe was lucky, and participated in the project easily.

??Qiu Xuan cursed a few more words in his heart, and waited until the show started.

?? After seeing Meng Tinghe clearly on the stage, Qiu Xuan gritted his teeth again with soreness.His long robe looks like it was made by famous masters, and his pipa is also made of top-quality red sandalwood, both of which are things that even rich people may not be able to get.

??Why can he get it?

??However, what broke Qiu Xuan the most was the next moment when Meng Tinghe started playing.

?? Plays well.

?? It can even completely crush him.

?? Qiu Xuan panicked.

??…

??He Pingsui just glanced at the strange boy, and continued to watch Meng Tinghe's performance.

??He sat in the middle front row, but the gymnasium is too big, and there is a distance from the stage.

?? This distance, which is neither long nor short, seems to be connected to the past. The Meng Tinghe on the stage coincides with the past bit by bit. He Pingsui couldn't help but see the Meng Tinghe from five years ago.

?? At that time, Meng Tinghe hadn't grown yet, and he was really thin. Sitting on a chair, he was just a small one.

?? At that time, Meng Tinghe's hair was still a little long, and He Pingsui only saw his delicate profile. When he finished playing a section, he subconsciously called out to him: "Little sister."

??The little sister froze for a moment, didn't look at him, and said word by word: "I'm not the little sister."

??He Pingsui wanted to laugh when he saw the kid with his cheeks swollen slightly, pretending to be very calm.

??He just wanted to apologize to someone, but the kid continued playing.

?? Strange to say, he has been suffering from insomnia for a long time, and his mental state and temper are terrible, but when he heard this pipa sound, he calmed down.

??He Pingsui subconsciously recorded a pipa sound.

?? Later, this pipa sound became his ringtone, and he used it for five years.

??…

??He Pingsui blinked, and the kid in his memory turned into the grown-up Meng Tinghe again.

??The 20-year-old Meng Tinghe has grown up long ago and will no longer be mistaken for her gender, but she still deserves the title of beauty.

?? Beauty can go beyond gender.

??The performance on the stage was already halfway through, He Pingsui leaned over to watch the people on the stage, leaning on the handrail.

??Suddenly, he condescended to look at the strange boy he saw before.

??The boy was typing, these are not important, what is important is that the moment the boy raised his head, there was undisguised malice and anger in his eyes.

??He Pingsui raised his eyebrows, and said a few words to Tang Yingze in a low voice.

?? Tang Yingxuan was a little unbelievable, but he still picked up the phone and gave some instructions to others. After finishing all this, he said to He Pingsui: "I just said that it's not a loss, look at the little beauty above, tsk ,I also……"

??"no."

??He Pingsui interrupted him.

?? Tang Ying chose: "???"

??He Pingsui said very seriously: "Don't make up his mind."

?? Tang Ying chose: "Fuck??? You..."

??He Pingsui did not explain further.

??The performance on the stage was coming to an end. The boy in the front row kept checking the time on his phone and looking up at the curtain, but nothing happened.

??The end of the song.

??The audience was silent for a moment, and then there was thunderous applause.

??Meng Tinghe and his three teammates bowed and thanked each other, and walked off the stage gracefully.

??…

??Backstage.

??Luo Ling walked back to the backstage maintaining a dignified walking posture. As soon as he entered, he immediately gave his teammates a high five.

??The other students who were still in the background came over to congratulate them sincerely or pretendingly, and the eyes that fell on Meng Tinghe were all shocked with amazement.

??Meng Tinghe carefully put the pipa into the piano case, and nodded his thanks to the congratulatory person.

?? "Hahahaha, do you want to have dinner tonight!" Luo Ling suggested beamingly.

??The project will not be returned to them on New Year's Day holiday, Meng Tinghe nodded and said: "I can do it."

??Pu Rong just got off the stage, his face was still red with excitement, he said: "I may not be good tonight, I want to accompany Taotao tonight."

?? "Yes! It's your tenth anniversary!"

??Meng Tinghe installed the pipa: "Then we can talk about it tomorrow. I can't disturb your two-person world."

??It's close to nine o'clock now, and it's probably past ten o'clock when the party is all over.

?? "Cocoa, come and see what's going on with those people on the forum."

??The backstage was huge, and they didn't rush to leave. They piled up in the corner and took out their mobile phones to board the forum.

?? During the performance just now, in fact, most people were too shocked to speak, and their attention was on the stage. This will be the most exciting time.

??-Fuck, shit, awsl, what kind of gods descended to earth.

??-I'm gone, why is he so good-looking, who said vase, I almost cried in the middle part.

??-It sounds really good! !

??-Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

??-I followed the trend and scolded a lot before, and I didn't feel complicated.

??-The cooperation with teammates is also very good.Although his teammates are not as brilliant as him, they will not be completely without a sense of presence.

??-Meng Tinghe gave up the c position in several passages, and his teammates dominated the performance.

??…

?? After reading the comments about the big change in wind direction, Luo Ling was elated, as if he was the one who won a lot of fanboys and girls.

??Meng Tinghe also looked happy.

??There are very few people betting that Meng Tinghe is not a vase, and the odds are ten to one.

??Before taking the stage, Meng Tinghe casually invested all the balance in it.

?? It feels good to make money on your own.

??Luo Ling was happy, and greeted them: "Go back, or go to the auditorium?"

"Wait." Meng Tinghe listened to the program reported by the host, "I'll watch a program."

??Luo Ling: "Aren't you going to watch in the front auditorium?"

?? There is a big screen in the background, and you can see the situation on the stage in front.Qiu Xuan had already stepped onto the stage, but for some reason he looked restless.

??Meng Tinghe shook his head: "It's already started, just watch it here."

??Qiu Xuan performed a piano solo and played "The Tempest Minor", which is quite a difficult piece.

??Meng Tinghe's program was amazing, and now there is another musical instrument performance, the nature of the audience is not too high.

?? It can be seen that Qiu Xuan has worked hard on the piano. There is no problem with his technique and he is very proficient, but he has not devoted himself to the performance, which seems to lack a trace of emotion.

??Luo Ling also looked at the big screen: "Hey, isn't this the person who came to advertise the live broadcast website just now? Apart from anything else, he played pretty well."

??"But."

??Meng Tinghe shook his head: "His hands are unstable."

?? Not only did Qiu Xuan not devote himself to playing, he was even a little impetuous and distracted, and his playing movements were also a little erratic.

??Luo Ling: "Huh?"

?? When it reached a small climax, Qiu Xuan played a wrong note.

??In this difficult piece, any mistake will be infinitely magnified.

??Qiu Xuan realized the wrong pronunciation, panicked for a moment, but didn't know what to do.He paused for a while before picking up and continuing to play, but then he kept making mistakes.

??Meng Tinghe looked at it for a while, but didn't look any further, and didn't say anything.

??He greeted Luo Ling and the others, picked up the piano case and left the stage.

??Turn out from the backstage, and you will be connected to the door of the East District.That night, everyone was either watching the party, or went out to play with their companions, and the school road was very deserted.

??Meng Tinghe walked for a short distance when he heard someone calling him from behind.

?? "Meng Tinghe."

??The sound is low and deep, very magnetic and pleasant to hear.

?? That night, he was called out many times by the owner of the voice.

?? He stopped and turned around slowly.

?? He Pingsui was wearing a black windbreaker, striding towards him.

??Meng Tinghe didn't expect to see He Pingsui here, so he pursed his lips and said politely, "Mr. He."

??He Pingsui stood still in front of him.

?? The little friend who had comforted him virtually for five years was standing in front of him. Even half a month ago, they had been intimate.

?? It's a wonderful feeling.

??He Pingsui looked down at Meng Tinghe: "I saw your performance."

??Meng Tinghe raised his head slightly: "Huh?"

??He Pingsui smiled: "It sounds good, thank you."

?? It was the first time Meng Tinghe saw He Pingsui laughing like this.The ones I've seen before are either a casual and polite smile, or a mocking sneer, or a soft and coaxing smile.

??And this one just now is from the heart, joyful and sighing, and a little publicity.

?? It seems to have completed a long-term thought.

??Meng Tinghe thought distractedly, but why should he thank him?

?? He blinked: "Thank you for the compliment."

??He Pingsui didn't explain anything.There were no streetlights where they stood, only the light from the stadium.

??Meng Tinghe's performance costume has not been changed, and he stands quietly under the tree, as if he will disappear at any moment.

??He Pingsui blurted out: "Are you free tonight?"

??Meng Tinghe was a little surprised, frowned and said, "You want to make an appointment again? It's not very good."

??He Pingsui: "..."

?? I should be angry, but I can't get angry.

??Meng Tinghe asked seriously, and was really thinking about whether He Pingsui really wanted to do it again, so he just looked at him straight after speaking.

??He Pingsui was a little helpless, raised his hand in a mysterious way, and gently pressed it on his head.

??Meng Tinghe slightly opened his eyes wide.

??After putting your hands on it, the subsequent actions will be logical.

??He Pingsui patted Meng Tinghe's head, and as if transcending time and space, he patted that little friend who angrily refuted him back then.

??He Pingsui sighed in a low voice: "No."

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