Don't slag me, it doesn't work

Before Lin Qi could react, Yan Qilie had already walked out of the rehearsal room with Qin Ye's shoulders on his shoulders.She looked at the backs of the two men, and was stunned for three seconds, closing the small round mirror with a "snap" and followed.

Does she want to lose face by taking people away under her nose?

On the corridor outside the classroom, Qin Ye and Yan Qilie were leaning on the railing together to watch the scenery.

Yan Qilie tried to persuade Qin Ye to adjust the program with him, so that Lin Qi could not take advantage of it:

"To be honest, this stage play is not suitable for you. You must pretend to be affectionate and play love first. You must be uncomfortable. I am different. Acting is a matter of skills. The skills are at the top." He paused, "So do you want to change, Brother Ye?"

Qin Ye's eyes were a little tired, but when he raised his lips, he responded very cheerfully.

"Change it."

Yan Qilie got his wish, looked at him and suddenly smiled meaningfully:

"Hey, do you understand what I mean?"

The meaning of this social brother's outfit is very simple: Man, I have a crush on you, I don't want you to act with that sister-in-law. I love you, you love me, we go through hardships and are happy together. For such things, let go Follow me.

But Qin Ye didn't think too much about it, he only said that this son was the number one male in the play that he wanted to act in.

He slanted his shoulders against the railing, glanced inadvertently out of the corner of his eye, and met Lin Qi who was watching secretly at the corner, and his eyes went back and forth between the two of them.Seems to understand something.

"Understood, Dad doesn't interfere, you work hard yourself."

Ariel was taken aback, confused online: "...what do you mean?"

"Aren't you going to play love first with Lin Qi?" Qin Ye put one hand loosely on the railing, and didn't think there was anything wrong with his idea at all.

It's good for ordinary people to look at the master's tricks.

Yan Qilie was choked and was about to say something when Lin Qi showed up from a corner.

"Brother Ye, let's go, they asked me to find you to arrange the next game."

She didn't hear anything from the distance just now, but saw them getting closer and closer.

The heroine watched secretly for a long time and finally couldn't keep watching, so she decided to show her face and pull the hero back.

But she never expected that they changed the label——

"The male lead has changed, he will play in the next game, and I'll go to sleep for a while."

After Qin Ye finished speaking, he pointed his eyes at Yan Qilie, without saying a word of nonsense, he slowly turned around.

Lin Qi who was standing there was a little dazed. She looked at Yan Qilie, and there were only three words in her eyes: Damn you.

Yan Qilie: Was it a surprise, was it an accident, did you see it, things like fate can be changed.

Qin Ye didn't care about the bloody love and hatred between them, and went back to the dormitory directly after leaving.

This game can last for a few days, big and small things happen one after another, he feels tired occasionally, and when he is tired, he just wants to sleep.

He didn't lie down on the table this time, he went to lie down on the bed for a while, and slept until dark.

When I woke up, there was no one in the bedroom, the lights were off, and it was dark.

Qin Ye half-sat up and concentrated his attention. He realized something later, and he hadn't asked Yan Qilie what he had drawn.

At this point, the students were all studying by themselves at night. Qin Ye went to the classroom to check, and there were really only a few people. Presumably, they were all looking for a place to rehearse the program at the moment.

He sat down on his seat indifferently, and after a while, someone put his shoulders on his shoulders.

"Brother Ye? Why are you here?"

He finds it funny, "Why can't I be here?"

"...No, someone is looking for you."

"Who? The surname Yan?"

The man was about to nod his head and say yes, when the window next to him was pushed open, and Yan Qilie stood outside the window, as usual.

"Where did you go? I've been looking for you for a long time."

"Sleep in the bedroom."

"Really, I think the light is off, don't go play with some little object."

Qin Ye smiled, "Does it have something to do with you? The hands are quite long, so you can control everything."

Yan Qilie raised his eyebrows, "Yes, don't you worry about finding me a stepmother. Single parenting is fine."

Qin Ye twitched the corners of his lips, motioned him to go back with his hand, got up, stepped on the chair and jumped over the window, took a short cut, and didn't go around the back door.

He smiled back: "Your son is getting more and more familiar."

"No, let's go, go to the auditorium, make an outline of the rehearsal, and feel the atmosphere of the stage by the way."

"How long will it be, can you watch the rehearsal?"

"It's not like you don't know what the game is. You can't wait to perform tomorrow and do new things the day after tomorrow. But it's not a formal rehearsal, just step on it and practice."

The two chatted one after another and arrived at the auditorium. There were many people in the auditorium, and the materials and clothes were prepared early. They just had to perform on stage. When they arrived, it happened to be the instrument group's turn, and a person in a tuxedo was playing the piano.

Most of these scumbags have their own skills, and some also rely on points. Although the latter can't compare with those who have learned for a few years, it is not a problem to pretend.

So for them, half a day and a day can indeed make a rough deal.

Qin Ye didn't use points to point any skills, and he didn't know what he would point before.

He always felt that he had forgotten something again. He sat in the soft chair and listened to the sound of the piano thinking for a long time before finally remembering.

"Hello, Yan Qilie."

"It's Yan Qilie, when will you be able to get the person's name right?"

He glanced at it and changed his name: "Son, what are you smoking?"

As soon as this question was answered, the piano playing on the stage was ending, and then there was a mechanical sound:

"Number 7 of the musical instrument group, Qin Ye, please come on stage."

"..."

Yan Qilie looked very happy:

"That's it. I'll help you go to the system to apply for a change. Go, Brother Ye, and perform well."

With empty hands, Qin Ye cursed, "I'm fucking acting out of thin air, right?"

It was rare for Yan Qilie to see Qin Ye's helpless and annoyed look, and he raised his chin gloatingly.

"Isn't there a piano up there?"

"You really think highly of your father."

When Qin Ye came to the stage, many students raised their eyes, probably because he was too eye-catching in the previous sports meeting, and now he became the focus for no reason.

There was a grand piano in the corner of the huge stage. Qin Ye didn't change into any costumes, and didn't care about the expectations or hostile eyes on the stage, and sat on the pure black piano chair.

He put his right hand upwards and pressed a dozen or so notes. The auditorium was quiet and quiet, except for a few out-of-tuned chaotic sounds.

Qin Ye looked quite at ease, even though he didn't feel anything at all.

He didn't know when he didn't try it, but now he knows it through the experiment-he really doesn't know how to play the piano.

Yan Qilie watched there, feeling a little regretful, it didn't seem right to trick him into making a fool of himself, and he felt a little sorry, but Lin Qi sat next to him at this time.

"What do you mean? It's okay to be my male lead instead, but you still treat your wild brother like this? You didn't inform him earlier."

"...All right, my fault." He looked at the stage silently, "Do you think he will kill me when he comes down?"

"I don't know if he wants it or not, but I really fucking want it."

"..."

Qin Ye sat there for a few minutes, and there was a roar of laughter.

"Don't be ashamed if you don't have this kind of cells, let's go down."

"No one is perfect, and it's normal if they don't, but it's been a while, and it's a bit too much to be so perfunctory."

"Haha, maybe you've already practiced it, but you can't learn it even if you're a slow learner. If you're unlucky, you'll hit your shortcomings. Let's stop laughing at others and be more considerate."

……

Qin Ye didn't hear gossip, his face was very calm, and he put his left hand on it after pressing a few tones.

This movement was very small, but Yan Qilie saw it, and he lightly pushed Lin Qi beside him.

"Hey, Brother Ye is going to zoom in?"

"...I don't know, Xuan, if he really knows how to do it, he should have done it right away."

The auditorium turned from noisy to quiet, and then from quiet to loud again. When Qin Yecheng's melodious piano sounded, it retreated into silent mode again in a uniform manner.

Qin Ye played the main melody with his right hand and the simple chord with his left hand. There were some bumps in the combination, but it was not unpleasant.

If you have a sharp ear, you can immediately hear that this song is an abbreviated version of the tuxedo play just now.

Yan Qilie was amazed.

"Fuck, what kind of memory does he have?"

"It's because I was worrying too much, I can play like this without practice, I am convinced."

They knew the inside story, and they also knew that Qin Ye was unprepared to show his face, and he was able to do so in such a short time with all kinds of eyes and laughter. It's really awesome.

But the people below didn't know, and those who laughed still laughed.

"I thought he was going to play some kind of peerless song, that's all, and he was exactly the same as that person just now. The gap suddenly appeared. I guess I feel quite ashamed right now."

"It's really a coincidence to choose, which one is not good, but this one, and I have practiced this kind of virtue. No wonder I just stopped and didn't move. I am too embarrassed to play it."

……

The tuxedo who was sitting under the stage just now was stunned when he heard the song, and then his eyes showed a bit of contempt, and he whispered a word amidst the chatter and laughter around him.

"Rubbish."

Just behind him was a group of people from the fourth class. After surrounding Qin Ye, this group of people reflected on themselves, and felt that it was a bit too much to bully the few with more, and what was more, they didn't bully in the end.

They all agree that this opponent is very strong, so they feel a little complicated when they hear this word.

It is said that if they do not fight, they will not know each other. Most men can't remember the hatred of the previous night. Looking back, Qin Ye is actually not that hateful.The few of them played the revolutionary friendship of "love each other and kill each other".

I can scold him, but you can't.

So the brown hair and the hulking back looked at each other, one kicked the chair in the front row violently, and the other took a stack of paper, and patted it on the Tianling cover.

"You're fucking trash."

"...?"

The tuxedo was suddenly hit violently, and he turned back in a daze, looking at the opponent's posture and body shape, Mo Yimo turned back resentfully.

On the stage, Qin Ye had finished playing the song, he walked down through the crowd to the side of Yan Qilie, Xiaolie was a little timid, and decided to praise first.

"Brother Ye, you are invincible on the spot."

Qin Ye glanced at him, "Thank you so much."

"...No, no, brother, practice again, the mvp of the musical instrument group is you."

"Farewell, I can't play well."

"? Then what are you going to do?"