Lu Yanhe and the others sat down only after the sofa came over. Otherwise, the few chairs in the room would not be enough for them.
"The stylist is nowhere to be seen, and the performance costumes are nowhere to be found. What are you doing?" Zhou Ping'an's angry voice came from the door. It was unclear who he was angry at, but his voice was loud.
Chen Ziyan comforted the young people and said, "Just prepare yourselves and don't worry about these things. Zhou Ping'an and I will take care of it."
Lu Yanhe was indeed a little worried at first. He did not have much experience in participating in evening performances. In the past, he always followed the team. Basically, no matter where he went, no matter how hurried he was, all the procedures were in order.
This was the first time he had encountered such a chaotic situation and he didn't know what was going on.
About half an hour later, the stylist finally arrived.
It was completely snatched away by Zhou Pingan.
Another person chased after us, shouting, "She's going to give us artist makeovers next. We have to go on stage to perform at 8 o'clock!"
Zhou Pingan turned around and roared, "Go tell the production team! Our makeup time is 6pm, and it's already 6:40! You guys are 30 minutes late, and now you come to compete with us for the stylist? Come on, try to get one!"
Zhou Ping'an's roar suddenly spread throughout the corridor.
Lu Yanhe and the others sat in the dressing room in silence.
I don’t know if it was because Zhou Ping’an was too scary, but the person who wanted to snatch the stylist didn’t chase in after all.
Seeing that the young people all looked confused and even a little overwhelmed, Chen Ziyan smiled and said, "You've never seen such a situation before, have you?"
Several young people shook their heads in unison.
Chen Ziyan said, "Ten years ago, almost every night backstage looked like this. You probably can't imagine it now. Back then, our entertainment industry wasn't well developed, and we learned everything from overseas. It was a barbaric era. The entire entertainment industry was like a makeshift troupe. There was no order, and everything depended on fighting and competing. If you were polite and kind, you would definitely suffer, just like tonight. Some people were late, some cut in line, and the original schedule was completely disrupted. At that time, we could only focus on ourselves."
She finished speaking, her eyes falling on the stylist.
"Are you ready? Can I start putting on makeup?"
The stylist nodded and took a deep breath.
"Then I'll leave it to you." Chen Ziyan said, took out an envelope, and stuffed it directly into the stylist's bag. "I'll ask you to pay more attention to these young people."
The stylist was beaming.
"Of course."
In fact, they can also bring their own stylist over tonight.
However, their performance fees vary greatly, with the highest for Li Zhibai and Cheng Hai earning 500,000 yuan, and the lowest for Tu Song and Yan Liang earning only 30,000 yuan. If they really use their own stylists, the former will suffer a loss and the latter will hardly make any money.
So, in the end, we used the stylist from the program team.
These young people don't need fancy stage makeup, they still look like teenagers, simple and the stylists of the program team are enough.
It’s just that Lu Yanhe needs to change his performance costume.
The costumes he wore for his solo performance of "Remembrance" were borrowed by Chen Ziyan from the brand, and the same was true for Tu Song's solo performance.
This is not through the company's channels, but Chen Ziyan's own connections.
Otherwise, Lu Yanhe could still gain the favor of some brands with his image as a top student, but an unknown singer like Tu Song would basically have no chance of borrowing clothes.
The costumes for the group performance were prepared by the costume team of the program group and were customized with the cooperating brand.
Lu Yanhe first changed into her solo costume before starting to put on makeup.
Because his show was later, let Li Zhibai and Tu Song do it first.
Lu Yanhe sat on the sofa with Cheng Hai and Yan Liang.
He hadn't been sitting there for a while when Chen Ziyan patted him and said, "Get up."
"Ah?" Lu Yanhe didn't understand, but still stood up.
Chen Ziyan then said to Cheng Hai and Yan Liang, "You get up too."
Cheng Hai and Yan Liang stood up with confused expressions.
Zhou Ping'an looked at her puzzledly, as if he didn't understand why Chen Ziyan wanted to give orders to his artists.
Chen Ziyan said, "Wait a moment."
She made a phone call, and after a while, several people came in carrying the kind of high stools commonly seen in bars.
Lu Yanhe and the others widened their eyes.
"You sit here," Chen Ziyan said, pointing to the high stools. "Your clothes have been ironed, and they'll get wrinkled if you sit on the sofa."
Lu Yanhe and the others suddenly realized.
So that's what's happening.
-
Despite the chaos backstage, the party still started on time at 7:30.
The place is very lively.
Lu Yanhe and the others were making their own preparations and adjusting their moods.
Instead, Chen Ziyan and Zhou Pingan left after everything was settled, and no one knew where they went.
There were five people in one dressing room, which seemed a bit crowded. The dressing rooms here were not very big, but they had gotten used to it. In the past, every time they went out, there were seven of them, which was even more crowded.
Li Zhibaidu joked, "We should have protested and asked them to prepare two dressing rooms for us. Our managers have changed, so why are they still preparing dressing rooms for us according to the old standards? That's too much."
Just then, a staff member came over to remind Li Zhibai to wait in the wings.
Li Zhibai's personal performance is in the very front position, which is also Hou Jun's way of making the whole program attractive to fans. The performances of more popular stars such as Li Zhibai, Cheng Hai, and MX are scattered in different time periods.
Li Zhibai stood up and followed.
"Come on, Brother Bai!" Tu Song waved his hand to cheer him up.
Li Zhibai waved his hand without even turning his head, and it hit the door frame. His straight and handsome back suddenly hunched like a shrimp in hot water. He put his hand away, and in order to maintain his image and not be exposed, he took a deep breath secretly.
Lu Yanhe: “…”
-
Lu Yanhe and his friends were watching the live broadcast on their tablets.
The one performing now is Louis Wang, an internet celebrity singer who once recorded "Xiao Ge Ju Zhong Hui" with Lu Yanhe.
Lu Yanhe looked at the program list and found that many of the performing guests were singers who had appeared on "Xiaoge Juzhonghui".
From tonight's artist lineup, it can be seen that Hou Jun has a very deep affection for "Xiaoge Juzhonghui".
King Louis ended with a rap that blew up the atmosphere.
The host came on stage and played a VCR, which was an interview with high school students who graduated this year. Every student in the video had a simple face and bright eyes.
Then, Li Zhibai appeared.
As soon as he appeared on the stage and the music started, the cheers and screams from the audience seemed to be overwhelming.
He was also different on stage than usual.
His eyebrows and eyes are sharp and stern, and the aura he exudes is that of a young king.
Behind Li Zhibai were more than twenty dancers.
The dancers were prepared by the program team.
We had only rehearsed it four times before.
Lu Yanhe watched Li Zhibai's performance on the stage and could only say that although this person was surprisingly lazy, he was truly talented. The kind of dominance he had on the stage was something that most artists did not possess.
"Li Zhibai is so handsome when he dances." Tu Song couldn't help but sigh.
At this moment, a green light suddenly appeared on Li Zhibai's face and swayed around his eyes.
Li Zhibai's movements suddenly froze for a moment before he continued.
"What's going on?" Lu Yanhe asked immediately.
Yan Liang, who had more stage experience, frowned and said, "Someone in the audience was shooting a laser pointer into Li Zhibai's eyes."
"Huh?" Lu Yanhe looked at Yan Liang in disbelief. "Why?"
"It's a black fan. Black fans often do things like this, shooting laser pens into eyes and disrupting performances." Cheng Hai's expression also became serious.
They looked at each other.
Li Zhibai didn't seem to be affected too much. Although the laser pen kept trying to hit his eyes, his movements and singing remained stable. He was only affected for a moment at the beginning.
The camera no longer cuts to his close-up.
About a minute later, the camera cut back to his close-up.
The green light has disappeared.
"It seems that the security guard has caught the man with the laser pointer." Yan Liang breathed a sigh of relief.
Ten minutes later, Li Zhibai came back.
Zhou Ping'an followed behind him, staring into his eyes.
"Are your eyes okay? Are you feeling any discomfort?"
Li Zhibai waved his hands and said, "It's okay. It didn't really hit my eyes, it just disturbed me."
Zhou Pingan was furious and said, "I'm going to sue that idiot later."
"Why should I sue? I'm not injured. It's useless to sue." Li Zhibai was much calmer than Lu Yanhe had imagined. He didn't get angry as Lu Yanhe had thought.
With Li Zhibai's personality, wouldn't he have started scolding a long time ago?
Yan Liang asked, "Did you see who shot you with the laser pointer?"
"No." Li Zhibai shook his head. "People like this pop up every once in a while anyway. I'm used to it. There will always be haters."
Lu Yanhe was amazed.
In his eyes, Li Zhibai's character was not like this.
Anyone who dares to provoke him will be killed on the spot.
Why do he and Ma Zhiyuan get along so well? Isn’t it because Ma Zhiyuan provokes him again and again?
Li Zhibai is so calm about this matter, even a little "indifferent"?
Zhou Pingan said angrily, "Rest well first. I'll have someone put on your makeup later. Your forehead is all sweaty. If your eyes feel uncomfortable, tell me immediately."
"Okay." Li Zhibai nodded.
Zhou Ping'an left cursing after he finished explaining it.
-
On the scene, in the director's group, Hou Jun sat on a chair, his head burning with anger, but he held it in.
The incident of Li Zhibai being shot with a laser pen at the scene just now will definitely become a hot topic and a scandal tonight.
Hou Jun frowned and wanted to call the security team over immediately to ask them how the security check was done.
Because this kind of thing happened frequently before, various evening parties now explicitly prohibit audiences from bringing laser pens and other laser devices into the venue.
As a result, this is what happened tonight.
He glanced at the artists who were coming out later, and saw that many of their names had circles behind them, meaning they hadn't arrived yet.
"Liu Zhilan hasn't arrived yet?" Hou Jun asked, frowning.
The person in charge of artist contact said, "Liu Zhilan is expected to arrive in half an hour. There is a bit of traffic on the road."
Hou Jun: "We asked her to arrive at 7:30, and now it's already 8 o'clock!"
"We're on the way." That's all the people next to him could say.
I asked a few more people, and they were either on the way or had not been contacted yet.
It's a mess.
Hou Jun took a deep breath.
Fortunately, although everyone has their own way of making trouble behind the scenes, the performances in front of the camera and on the stage are still proceeding in an orderly manner.
All kinds of stage designs are first-class.
-
Tu Song and Yan Liang appeared one after another and completed their solo performances.
It must be admitted that when the two of them came on stage to perform, the response from the audience was indeed not very enthusiastic.
At 8:50, Lu Yanhe was called by the staff to wait in the backstage, and his heart suddenly jumped into his throat.
nervous.
Li Zhibai and Yan Liang knew that Lu Yanhe was nervous.
He hasn't performed on such a big stage for almost two years. That's how artists are. If they haven't performed for too long, they will feel nervous and timid.
"Sure, keep going." Li Zhibai patted Lu Yanhe's shoulder.
Yan Liang also encouraged Lu Yanhe.
Lu Yanhe took a deep breath and walked out with his limbs a little stiff, like a rookie.
Along the way, I met many artists.
Lu Yanhe knew them, and they seemed to know him too. They looked at each other but didn't say hello because they had never said hello before.
He came to the side of the stage.
The person in front is still performing.
It is an instrumental performance by a high school band.
Very vivid and lively.
The atmosphere on the scene danced to the lively melody and rhythm.
Tonight's host, Peng Zhixing, was also swaying his body at the edge of the stage, looking full of energy.
However, Lu Yanhe was unable to fit into the atmosphere and was extremely nervous.
Peng Zhixing saw Lu Yanhe from the corner of his eye, stopped, and smiled at him, "Hello, Yanhe, I'm Peng Zhixing."
Peng Zhixing is a few years older than him, so Lu Yanhe calls him "Brother Xing".
Peng Zhixing looked at Lu Yanhe with a smile and said, "You are only nineteen years old this year, right? I can indeed be your brother."
The two exchanged pleasantries.
It's noisy around and not a suitable environment for chatting.
After the performance was over, Peng Zhixing nodded to Lu Yanhe and prepared to go on stage.
The staff had already put on earphones for Lu Yanhe, and the microphone was in the hands of the staff in front, and would be given to him when he went on stage.
As Peng Zhixing came on stage, the high school students who had just performed also left the stage.
A group of people chattered excitedly, with youthful smiles on their faces.
When they saw Lu Yanhe, several of them's eyes lit up and they wanted to take photos with him.
When Lu Yanhe was hesitating, Chen Ziyan suddenly appeared.
"Everyone wants to take a photo. Let's take a photo backstage later. Yan He will be on stage soon." She said gently.
The high school students all said yes and thank you happily.
Chen Ziyan patted Lu Yanhe's shoulder and said, "Don't be distracted."
Lu Yanhe nodded and took a deep breath.
"Lu Yanhe, come on stage." Someone instructed.
Lu Yanhe walked forward, took the microphone, and walked forward according to the route of yesterday's rehearsal.
He performed on the side stage.
Mainly because this song is not a lively one, the dance accompaniment arranged for him at the party is a duet between two professional dancers.
The overall atmosphere is relatively soft.
On the main stage, Peng Zhixing continued to speak.
"Everyone knows that this year there was an exceptional idol. He fought back through a year of intense effort in his senior year of high school, achieving a remarkable comeback and scoring a resounding 657 points. He's back in everyone's sight. Do you remember the song he sang last year? Tonight marks graduation, a time without farewells. Youth is a memory we refuse to forget. Let us be still and listen to the sound of time."
The lights changed, the main stage dimmed, and the side stage lit up with spotlights, and Lu Yanhe appeared in front of everyone.
The musical accompaniment sounded.
The main stage also lit up with spotlights, and a pair of professional dancers began to dance.
Lu Yanhe stood on the stage, looking at the dark crowd and the sea of lights below.
There was no such enthusiastic and heart-wrenching cheering as when Li Zhibai and others took the stage.
But someone was calling his name.
"Lu Yanhe, you are so handsome——" is an excited girl.
Lu Yanhe heard this voice.
Many people heard it.
He laughed.
There were more screams.
Lu Yanhe calmed down, picked up the microphone and started singing.
-
This time, he sang more freely.
The night before me is a clear blue sky.
The long road under our feet is a flat and smooth road.
Nothing stood in his way anymore.
"I just want to hold on to the fleeting years
Say goodbye properly
Regrets and thanks, we can't go back to yesterday
I just want to remember this moment
The light years we've traveled together
..."
-
The performance of a song only lasted four minutes, but Lu Yanhe felt as if a much longer time had passed.
The emotions that had been fermenting in his heart for a long time, those ups and downs that could not be expressed in words, were sung out along with the song, as if they were about to fly into the sky on a white crane.
By the time he finished singing his last song, the lights in the venue were fully lit.
He could see the dense crowd below the stage and every face.
At this moment, Lu Yanhe felt a long-lost sense of joy, just like the joy he felt after singing "Xiao Ge Ju Zhong Hui" last time.
-
Many people at the scene had red eyes.
It’s not that Lu Yanhe’s singing is particularly touching, nor does he have that kind of style. The feeling he conveys in his singing is the unrestrainedness of a young man, like a crane flying above the clouds in the clear sky.
But many of the audience at the scene were high school students who had just finished the college entrance examination. Many of them were moved when they listened to Lu Yanhe's lyrics and thought of the school and classroom they would never return to.
-
Lu Yanhe didn't know that Li Pengfei was also present today. He got two tickets and brought Xu Zijun with him.
They sat in the audience and listened to Lu Yanhe's performance. Li Pengfei said to Xu Zijun, "Look how much Old Lu cares about me, his old classmate. He's so reluctant to let me go that he even wrote a song to commemorate me."
Xu Zijun was a little confused: "Is this song written for you?"
Li Pengfei nodded confidently. "Of course. Besides me, who else in the class is close to him? If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have any friends in the class."
Xu Zijun: "Isn't he on good terms with Linyu and Chen Qin? Besides, he's also very familiar with Chen Siqi from Class 7."
Li Pengfei: "...Then no one has the same relationship with him as me, right?"
Xu Zijun thought about how she had seen Lu Yanhe and Chen Siqi walking together several times, and thought to herself, that's not necessarily true.
Of course, she didn't say this out loud.
-
Lu Yanhe was about to leave the stage when Hou Jun's voice suddenly rang through his earphones: "Yanhe, wait a moment. I need a favor. The next guest hasn't arrived yet, so we're going to have an interview and chat session."
Lu Yanhe was stunned and dumbfounded. He didn't know what to do for a moment.
He couldn't just stand there stupidly in front of everyone.
He smiled and waved to the audience.
There was a burst of excited screams at the scene.
At this time, Peng Zhixing finally appeared.
"Yan He, please stay!"
Lu Yanhe breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Peng Zhixing who hurried onto the stage.
When Lu Yanhe saw his expression, he probably felt a little flustered as he had received the news at the last minute.
"Brother Xing." Lu Yanhe greeted him politely.
"What a beautiful song," Peng Zhixing said as he walked towards him. "If I remember correctly, you wrote the lyrics and music for this song yourself, right?"
"Yes." Lu Yanhe nodded.
Peng Zhixing smiled and asked, "Can you tell us all about the background of how you wrote this song?"
This was a question he thought of at the last minute.
He received a sudden message from the director team that the next performing guests had not yet finished their makeup, and several performers who had already arrived refused to perform early, resulting in an empty venue. He had no choice but to ask Lu Yanhe to fill the void.
Peng Zhixing was also confused, but had to go ahead with it. The host had to hold the scene up no matter what the situation.
In Peng Zhixing's eyes, this was a very routine question. He talked about the background of writing the song and told the story. Taking this opportunity, he organized his words to see what questions he would ask later so as to pass the time.
But his question hit the mark where Lu Yanhe was missing something, as he had no background in writing this song.
In a hurry, I could only make up stories.
"It's the feeling that these past few years of studying have given me that made me want to write a song to commemorate it." Having started, it was easy to continue. Lu Yanhe said, "I also just graduated this year. Like everyone else, I went through a very painful and difficult but ultimately rewarding senior year of high school. I think everyone, like me, has some things that they can't express directly to their teachers, classmates, and friends. So, I wrote songs about what I can't say directly."
"Come to think of it, there's a story behind this song." Lu Yanhe laughed. There was a regret he'd always wanted to make up for, but never had the chance. He didn't expect to be able to speak out now. "I was originally going to sing this song on 'Little Song Gathering', but I only wrote the melody, not the arrangement. We had to rehearse at nine o'clock that evening, so a good friend of mine spent over three hours urgently arranging a version for me so I could sing it on the show the next day."
Peng Zhixing asked in surprise, "Did your friend arrange this song for you?"
"Yes." Lu Yanhe nodded with a smile, "My friend, and also my classmate at No. 13 Middle School."
"Wow, can I ask if it's a boy or a girl?" Peng Zhixing asked immediately.
Lu Yanhe smiled sheepishly, "First of all, I want to emphasize that she is just my friend. Then I will answer you that she is a girl."
Peng Zhixing immediately exclaimed "Oh~".
"Okay, I hear your emphasis. She's just your friend."
Lu Yanhe: “…”
Peng Zhixing smiled and put away his teasing. "Alright, alright, enough kidding. This summer, you really shocked and surprised everyone. It's not an exaggeration to say you were earth-shattering. I saw a report saying that last September, you were ranked around 500th in your grade, but this June you scored 657, second best in the grade. Did you ever imagine such a terrifying rate of progress?"
"I've thought about it." Lu Yanhe nodded. "It's for this goal that I've worked so hard this year. Without it, I would have given up countless times."
"In the eyes of many people, when you put forward this goal, they might laugh at you for overestimating your own capabilities."
"Indeed." Lu Yanhe nodded. "But it doesn't matter. Goals are given to you, not for the recognition of others."
"That's right. Goals are for yourself. Don't work hard just to gain others' approval," Peng Zhixing said. "Actually, many people really want to know: which school did you apply to? What was your first choice?"
Lu Yanhe immediately shook his head and said, "Brother Xing, let me keep this a secret for now. I won't tell anyone until I get the acceptance letter. Otherwise, I'll be so embarrassed if I don't get in."
Peng Zhixing's eyes widened: "With your score, is it possible that you won't be admitted?"
He had no intention of making things difficult for Lu Yanhe, so he immediately changed the subject.
"Okay, then after you get your admission letter, you must tell us as soon as possible which university you will be attending, okay?" Peng Zhixing said.
"Okay." Lu Yanhe agreed readily.
"Everyone, I have a benefit for you. Lu Yanhe promised personally that he would tell us as soon as he got the admission letter." Peng Zhixing said with a smile.
Lu Yanhe thought, how long can I hold on?
Are the next performers ready yet?
Peng Zhixing: "You will have a performance with your former teammates later, right?"
"Yes." Lu Yanhe nodded.
"It seems like you guys have a really good relationship. Even though you've disbanded, you still get together to perform."
Lu Yanhe thought, although they did have a good relationship, getting together to perform today had nothing to do with their relationship.
"We are good friends with each other. Even if the team disbands, the friendship will not disband."
After Lu Yanhe finished speaking, the voices of the director team finally came through his earphones.
"Liu Zhilan is already waiting in the wings."
Lu Yanhe immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Peng Zhixing nodded to Lu Yanhe, his expression natural, and said, "That's great. I'll be looking forward to your performance later. Thank you, Yanhe."
Lu Yanhe knew he could leave.
He nodded to Peng Zhixing and turned to leave.
Peng Zhixing continued to perform.
-
As soon as he stepped down, Lu Yanhe breathed a sigh of relief.
Chen Ziyan was waiting for him downstairs.
"Why did we suddenly have a chat on the stage just now?" Chen Ziyan asked.
Lu Yanhe returned the microphone to the staff, and someone removed the in-ear monitor for him.
He nodded to his earphones and said, "I just finished singing, and Director Hou asked me to help out and hold on for a while."
Chen Ziyan knew what had happened as soon as she heard it.
She immediately rolled her eyes.
"It's a complete mess."
She took Lu Yanhe back to the dressing room. When they passed by a hall in the middle, the group of high school students who were performing in front gathered together, as if they were waiting for him. When they saw him, they immediately showed excited smiles.
Lu Yanhe then remembered that Chen Ziyan had just agreed to take a photo with them.
"Lu Yanhe, you sing so beautifully!"
“So handsome too!”
Several girls said with a smile.
Lu Yanhe: "Thank you! Your performance was also wonderful!"
Chen Ziyan took a group photo for them.
After taking the photo, they couldn't contain their excitement and waved goodbye to him.
Lu Yanhe followed Chen Ziyan and left. He walked a little further and looked back. They were still looking at him.
That feeling... is like I have really become their idol.
-
Lu Yanhe took back his phone, opened it and saw many unread messages.
Especially the class group chat, which has 99+ unread messages.
They were all telling him what he had just performed.
Lu Yanhe replied one by one, and then saw Chen Siqi's message.
She sent an eyes-rolling emoticon and said: It took you eight hundred years to say thank you. Don’t forget, you still owe me a meal!
Lu Yanhe remembered.
When he asked Chen Siqi for help, she promised to treat him to a meal, but she never did so.
He said: Are you free tomorrow? If you are, I will make up for the lunch I owe you tomorrow.
Chen Siqi: Of course.
Lu Yanhe: See you tomorrow then.
He put down his phone and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
"What do you mean by smiling so lustfully?" Li Zhibai glanced at him.
After being pressured by Li Zhibai, Lu Yanhe suddenly came to his senses.
He quickly put away the smile on his face and said, "Chun, don't be stupid."
Li Zhibai tutted his words and said, "Hypocritical! You dare not admit it? Tell me, who were you chatting with just now?"
Lu Yanhe: "No one."
Li Zhibai looked skeptical: "Could it be the girl who helped you compose the music?"
Lu Yanhe took a deep breath and said, "Don't be so stupid."
Li Zhibai had an expression that showed he understood everything, "Haha."
The others also looked at Lu Yanhe, their eyes filled with inquiry.
"..." Lu Yanhe stood up, "I'm going to the bathroom."
He fled from the dressing room.
If he stayed any longer, he felt that he really couldn't pretend anymore.
Why are Li Zhibai's eyes so sharp?!
Lu Yanhe walked across the corridor and entered the bathroom.
It turned out that the place was full of people, and they were still queuing.
He was shocked and decided to change places.
The night breeze blows on my face, bringing with it heat.
It's getting hotter.
Lu Yanhe was thinking about where to eat lunch tomorrow. Thinking about Chen Siqi, his heart was inexplicably agitated.
Li Zhibai was right.
It seems like he does like Chen Siqi a little bit?
Lu Yanhe's mind was in a daze and he wasn't sure, but his feelings towards her were definitely different from his feelings towards other people.
Where is Chen Siqi?
What does she think?
The phone vibrated again. He thought it was Chen Siqi asking where to meet tomorrow at noon. When he looked, he found that it was a message from Lin Miaomiao: You don’t like the female classmate who helped you compose the music, do you?
Lu Yanhe's pupils trembled.
Why are all of you asking this tonight?!
His acting is so bad, can't he hide anything?
