The heartthrob cannon fodder just wants to take the first place in the exam

"Stop playing, time is running out, you have to hurry up and change clothes and rehearse."

Urged by the art committee, he grabbed Bai Ziwei with the other hand and tugged. Bai Ziwei hurried down the steps, broke away from Zong Huai and Jiang Yu, and followed her into the activity room with his head down.

I don't know why, the aura of these two people just now was a little scary, he didn't dare to say anything, for fear of becoming a pond fish that would be affected by disaster.

It is better to run quickly.

He slipped away without noticing at all, the air pressure in the Shura field behind him was even heavier.

Zong Huai ignored the people leaning against the door, and was about to follow in when Jiang Yu raised his foot casually to stop him.

Jiang Yuliang raised her peach blossom eyes lazily, full of hostility, and looked straight at Zong Huai.

Zong Huai also turned his gaze lightly, without saying a word.

"Talk?" Jiang Yu said.

His voice was hoarse, low to the point that it was not clear, and his eyes were holding the sword provocatively, more like in the afternoon.

Zong Huai knew what he wanted to talk about.

He glanced at Bai Ziwei who was dragged away by the bouncing little girl, and said coldly, "Wait until the show is over."

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said "OK" briskly.

Immediately afterwards, he took a step ahead, walked in front of Zong Huai, and as usual went to wrap his arms around Bai Ziwei's shoulders.

Zong Huai's eyes were dark, and he followed in silence.

He suddenly realized that he was too passive.

"Here we come? Don't stain our clothes, we will pay you ten times the damage."

There were already several people doing clothes in the activity room. The student who spoke was a boy, and when he opened his mouth, he felt arrogant and disdainful, which made people very uncomfortable.

The literary and art committee shrugged helplessly at Bai Zi, and whispered in his ear, "That's the president, Wang Tianying, a sophomore in high school. They are all like this in the Guofeng club. Their attitude is terrible. Don't worry about Bai Bai."

Wang Tianying raised his head casually, but when he saw Bai Ziwei, his eyes froze for a moment, and he immediately loosened his clothes and ran over excitedly.

He was about to grab Bai Ziwei's hand, but Jiang Yu quickly blocked it with his hand, and pushed Wang Tianying away with the back of his hand in disgust.

"Hey, just talk when you speak, don't touch your hands."

He obviously knew Jiang Yu, and held back for a long time with a livid face, but he didn't shake his face at Jiang Yu, and simply ignored him, watching Bai Zi rub his hands slightly excitedly.

"Are you an elementary school student in Class 3, Grade [-]? What's your name, which suit do you want to borrow? You can choose from our club."

"President—" a member behind him dragged his voice and called out complainingly.

Wang Tianying waved his hands impatiently, and continued to look at Bai Ziwei with earnest eyes: "Primary school boy, are you free... Be a model for our photography? We will pay! How about 3000 yuan for a set of photography?"

Bai Zi took two steps back in embarrassment: "No, no, no...forget it, the most important thing is to study."

The literary and art committee member was Cheng Shanshan. Seeing that Jiang Yu was squinting his eyes in displeasure, and was about to violently beat someone up in the next second, she quickly changed the subject: "Okay, okay, change clothes quickly, we are running out of time."

Wang Tianying had no choice but to give up temporarily.

Both Zong Huai and him received scripts from the royal family and nobles, so they were naturally dressed gorgeously. It took Bai Ziwei a long time to put on those complicated clothes.

When he came out again, there were many more people in the activity room. They were all familiar faces from Class 3. After seeing Bai Ziwei, their eyes were full of surprise, and they gathered around to praise him.

Bai Ziwei scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, the tips of his ears turned red.

Wang Tianying could see straight away that Bai Ziwei's costume was chosen by Cheng Shanshan, and he chose the most unruly golden prince's dress.

Basically, whoever wears it is a fool, but Bai Ziwei actually wears it like a pampered little prince. This is the rhythm that forces him to be a painless mother.

Wang Tianying became more and more excited. When he saw Bai Ziwei just now, he found that although his facial features were a little juvenile, they were very suitable for Gufeng's appearance.

Sure enough!

We must persuade him to participate in the filming!

Bai Zi looked in the mirror for a while and tidied up, and accidentally found that Wen Ci was also in the activity room, sitting in a corner carrying things.

After asking Cheng Shanshan, I found out that he is one of the lead singers.

Bai Ziwei understood, no wonder Jiang Yu and Zong Huai were dragged here, it turned out that Wen Ci was here.

Ah, then Xiao Ye won't come too, right?

But looking around the activity room, I didn't see him. It is estimated that the Olympiad training activities can't be said to be up.

"Fuck! Zong Huai is too..."

"The school grass is really not covered..."

"Ah, his bust must be around 120..."

"..."

Suddenly there was commotion around, Bai Zi turned his head slightly, and found that Zong Huai had also changed his clothes.

He was already tall and handsome, and wearing a complicated light purple silk dress looked even more extravagant.

The slightly curly blond half-length hair is spread out, and you can find a phoenix hairpin and gold jewelry at random. Don't be a high-ranking beauty of an alien race, she is extremely handsome.

What is more dramatic is that his figure is too strong...

The clothes also designed the neckline into a deep V in a wicked way, revealing some sexy and strong chests, no wonder it has become a hot topic of discussion.

"Come, come, the last step!" Cheng Shanshan told Zong Huai to sit down, took a long black silk, and wanted to put it on Zong Huai's eyes.

Bai Ziwei quickly stopped: "Hey wait, what are you doing?"

Cheng Shanshan blinked blankly: "Bring him black silk, this is the setting of the story. He is a prince from a foreign country, and his mother country is an ancient country that still believes in totem sacrifices. Blind and heartless."

Bai Ziwei thought about what kind of broken setting this is, the silk cloth is black, it must be dark and suffocating after wrapping it around, the effect will instantly kill the elevator that is out of power.

Zong Huai's illness last time scared him enough, if it happens again this time... Hey, wait a minute.

He suddenly thought of Wen Ci.

Wen Ci was also looking at this side curiously, and approached with a blushing face. He had already changed his clothes, dressed in snowy white clothes, like an ignorant little fairy boy who has experienced experience in the world.

Bai Ziwei slapped his thigh violently in his heart, he suddenly understood the intention of arranging this thing for Zong Huai, he must want Wen Ci to interact with him, and then both of them will fall in love!

He immediately let go with a smile: "Please please."

Cheng Shanshan was puzzled and continued to tie Zong Huai's eye scarf.

The moment his eyes were gently closed, Zong Huai's chest rose and fell more obviously, and his Adam's apple slid up and down a few times.

In the narrow darkness, a familiar sense of suffocation surged up, Zong Huai's palms gradually broke out in cold sweat, and his breathing gradually began to become heavy and rapid.

He knew that treatment was useless at all.

Zong Huai gritted his teeth, barely supported, and waited with a sinking heart.

Soon, someone tentatively held his hand, but that hand shook more than he did, as if fearful and looking forward to it.

The touch is too strange, definitely not Bai Ziwei.

Zong Huai withdrew his hand decisively, stood up enduring the strong dizziness and vomiting, and eagerly explored the darkness around him, almost tripping over him.

Immediately, someone helped him and held his hand tightly.

It was so small that it was impossible to hold the palm of the hand, and the soft and warm palm was attached to it, which was familiar with tenderness and firmness.

Without hesitation, Zong Huai held the hand back and gently pulled towards him, and at the same time he heard a small exclamation, he also hugged the person whom he forcibly dragged into his arms.

"No, you, you, you hugged the wrong one..." Bai Ziwei tried to struggle, his scalp numb.

Is this mistaking him for Wen Ci?

Big misunderstanding!

"Yes."

Zong Huai played his deep voice very softly, and the moment he hugged Bai Ziwei, the sense of existence and security finally came steadily, and the suffocation and dizziness gradually receded.

He regained all his strength little by little, like catching driftwood in the vast sea, and the uncontrollable heart palpitations calmed down just now.

By Bai Ziwei's side, An Ning always comes too easily, he seems to be born with an invisible power to heal pain.

...if only I could be with myself forever.

Zong Huai gently caressed Bai Ziwei's butterfly bones with his palm, the beautiful and clear joints were like broken wing roots, and there was no way to fly away.

Zong Huai's strange tactile sensation caused Zong Huai to keep having dark thoughts, his reason was spurning, but he couldn't control his reverie repeatedly.

Bai Ziwei is so kind, he must be willing to help him.

It is best to stay by his side obediently when he wants to touch the light, so that he will no longer feel alone and tormented, feel pain and want to die.

He promises to try hard to control himself.

Never lose his mind and hurt his muse again, never push him away with duplicity, never let him be sad again.

So, you can embrace without scruples, or have a little muse, right?

Zong Huai couldn't help but tightened his embrace again, until Bai Zi gasped in pain, he woke up as if being poured with cold water, and pulled off the silk cloth in front of him.

Jiang Yu struggled for a long time just now, and when Zong Huai let go of his strength, he finally got his brother out and gave Zong Huai a blank stare.

"Stay away from my brother."

Zong Huai was silent and didn't speak, but his eyes became darker and darker.

After rehearsing intensely for half an afternoon, the three extras were finally able to perform smoothly without eating a few mouthfuls of food.

Cheng Shanshan breathed a sigh of relief, no matter how strange the atmosphere between Zong Huai and Jiang Yu was, she didn't care, anyway, if they could stand on the stage for 3 minutes, everything would be fine.

When the predicted performance time was approaching, she drove everyone to the backstage to wait for the final nervous preparation.

After the curtain call, Wen Ci went to the center of the stage with another girl, singing softly to the accompaniment.

"OK, get on!"

After singing a few words, Cheng Shanshan hurriedly gestured towards Bai Ziwei.

Bai Zi nodded slightly, and was about to walk towards the center of the stage, when his feet suddenly jumped into the air, and Zong Huai who was beside him hugged him horizontally, hugging his neck tightly in fright.

Zong Huai hugged him blindfolded, but still walked out slowly, there was a lot of booing "Wow" from the auditorium, and many of them even raised their phones.

What is this!

Bai Ziwei hammered him anxiously, and whispered: "The script is not like this, Zong Huai, put me down quickly—"

Jiang Yu passed by Zong Huai's side, snatched Bai Ziwei away by surprise, and jumped to the center of the stage in a few steps with long legs.

He hugged Bai Ziwei with both arms, and pressed the back of the neck of the man in his arms with his big palm, forcing him to lie on his shoulders. He even took time to pat his butt to show Bai Ziwei to be honest, and whistled smartly towards the audience.

Not to mention that the auditorium was dumb, even the actors including Bai Ziwei were dumbfounded.

Wen Ci was walking towards the edge of the stage according to the original script, and when she heard the news, she looked back, her jaw almost dropped in shock.

He was about to go up to dissuade him, but his shoulder was suddenly knocked down by someone running from behind him, he staggered and almost fell, and the prop red gauze scarf in his hand was thrown out, and it slapped on Bai Ziwei's forehead.

"???" Bai Zi was slightly confused, and he stretched out his hand to grab it in a daze.

Before he had time to pull off the heavy long veil embedded with jewels, someone grabbed the back collar vigorously, and was pulled out of Jiang Yu's arms in a daze.

The moment he was carried heavily on his shoulders by his buttocks, Bai Ziwei almost spat out old blood from the bony skinny bones, and covered his stomach with tears.

I have no impression of the costumes, who the hell is this!He is going to make a fuss!

"Brother Yu is awesome! Robbing, snatching, snatching a kiss!" Qin Bai's wailing sound almost ran through the entire auditorium.

His sound ignited the entire auditorium, and the audience immediately burst into applause, whistles continued to add to the fun, and the students who were deprived of gossip and life began to shout and call crazily.

"Let's fight! The best show tonight is none other than them!"

"Yaoshou! The school grass is really fighting with the school bully and the school god! This is too exciting, I'll go!"

"I knew there were so many handsome guys in class 3, and I would definitely be able to produce a super awesome show! I never expected it to be so amazing!"

"The Shura field is beside me! I hate that I didn't bring my mobile phone!"

"Is Xiao Ye the one in Shoufu's clothes? He and Jiang Yu are really fighting with arms, like in TV dramas!"

"Place your bets, friends! Bet on who can snatch that little beauty away! I bet on Xiao Ye!"

"Zong Huai Zong Huai! He looks super good at fighting!"

"Bullshit! I meet brother number one in the world!"

"..."

Everyone on and off the stage was in a mess, Bai Ziwei was in a hurry to pick off the red gauze, he was completely numb.

It's over, it's all messed up!

[The author has something to say:

I don't know why, but when I was writing the last scene, I really wanted to order a song called Happy Fighting the Landlord. 】