Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 706: Four Shadows of Rose (4)

The dazzling crystal chandeliers illuminated the Ning University Auditorium as bright as day. Sitting in the front row of the auditorium were not only school leaders, but also leaders from all walks of life who had returned specially for the event.

This is the "alumni mentor" session specially arranged by Ningbo University.

The purpose is to allow these alumni who have resources to witness the style of the new generation of students with their own eyes.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the three-hour party came to a successful conclusion.

The audience stood up reluctantly, and many people were still whispering, immersed in the wonderful performance.

The most memorable performances of the night came from two completely different shows.

The first one, without a doubt, is Su Yutang’s classical dance.

Bending down like a willow branch brushing the water, looking back like a startled wild goose reflecting its own shadow.

The Hetian jade pendant on her waist made crisp sounds as she turned.

Especially when the guqin music sounded, she suddenly leaned back, threw her sleeves into the air, and accurately caught the falling simulated petals.

The jewelry tycoon Mr. and Mrs. Su in the audience were all beaming with joy. The compliments of "A good father will have a good daughter" coming from all around made Mrs. Su wave the brocade round fan in her hand even more happily.

The other one is naturally Song Yuesheng, who is in a passionate love relationship with Pei Zhaoye.

So when "Love Song Under the Crown of Thorns" began, many audiences did indeed focus their attention on her with the mentality of watching the fun.

However, as the plot progressed, they discovered that Song Yuesheng's performance as the vicious queen was unexpectedly good.

In particular, before the character leaves the stage, the king should threaten the prince with a bow and arrow, but the prop bowstring suddenly gets stuck.

The bow arm even made a dangerous "clicking" sound on the second attempt.

At this critical moment, Song Yuesheng suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the bow and arrow and threw it behind the scenes.

Before anyone could react, she had already pulled out the ruby-encrusted gold hairpin on her head. With a flick of her wrist, the hairpin cut through the air and landed in front of the civilian girl's feet with a clang.

At that moment, the whole audience was silent.

The people on the stage were stunned for several seconds before continuing their performance.

That is, the vicious queen was killed by the palace maid who was instigated by the prince to rebel.

"Xiao Yue, feel my hand. I'm still sweating."

In the E-shaped dressing room, Sang Wan, who was removing her makeup, reached out to the side with lingering fear, her voice filled with lingering fear.

Song Yuesheng felt the cool touch on his palm and frowned slightly, then smiled and said, "It's all over. The performance was a success."

She gently patted the back of Sang Wan's hand to comfort her.

Sang Wan lowered her voice and said, "Fortunately you reacted in time. I don't know what happened, the props suddenly broke..."

"The custom-made props that just arrived this afternoon won't break, unless..."

"You mean...man-made?"

Sang Wan took a breath of cold air.

She bit her lower lip and whispered, "Do you want me to hack into the surveillance camera and take a look?"

"If you hadn't reacted in time and made a mistake in front of so many big guys, we wouldn't be punished overtly, but it would definitely have had a significant impact."

Song Yuesheng nodded thoughtfully and suddenly stood up: "Let's do this first. I'm leaving first. Let me know when you find the result."

She packed her bag neatly, her movements quick and decisive.

Seeing this, Sang Wan winked mischievously: "I know, I know. I won't delay you two young lovers from celebrating New Year's Day."

She sighed exaggeratedly, "Poor me, a single guy. I can only go back to the dormitory with others."

Song Yuesheng raised the corners of his lips slightly, but did not explain.

She was not doing this for Pei Zhaoye, but because she discovered something interesting.

Wen Jingheng arranged a lot of people in the auditorium.

They seemed to be planning something.

The "predicted plot" doesn't mention what's happening now.

Pei's parents are in the audience, so they can delay the time for a while.

She used this time to look for Wen Jingheng.

The male lead?

Of course we can't let it go.

Based on the appearance of the female staff member he caught a glimpse of during the curtain call, Song Yuesheng began to walk towards the prop room with a purpose.

Just around the corner, a figure suddenly bumped into me.

Song Yuesheng turned sideways reflexively, only to see the other person staggering and falling backwards.

Yan Sui.

She watched the man's exaggerated performance coldly and turned to leave.

"Student Song." Yan Sui had stood up straight without her noticing, his slender figure blocking her way, with a playful smile on his face, "You bump into someone and then just walk away, what's the logic behind that?"

Song Yuesheng raised his eyes, his gaze was like a knife: "The surveillance in the auditorium is intact."

"Doctor Yan," she said, emphasizing each word, "even if you want to do something wrong, you have to consider the occasion."

Yan Sui stared at her thoughtfully: "I thought... classmate Song would not remember me."

Song Yuesheng's heart skipped a beat, but a bright smile broke out on her face.

"Dr. Yan is very famous."

Yan Sui pushed up the frameless glasses on his face and said, "I'd rather not be famous."

Song Yuesheng didn't accept the challenge.

In a businesslike tone, he said, "Doctor Yan, what is your purpose in trying to scam me? I am a student and I definitely don't have as much money as you do."

She paused, a sharp gleam in her eyes.

"If you want to use me to threaten Pei Zhaoye, I advise you to give up this idea."

She tilted her head slightly and smiled harmlessly: "You also saw my performance on the stage - the hairpin has no eyes."

Yan Sui didn't say anything, but just looked at her with interest, as if he was admiring a cat with bared fangs and claws.

After she finished speaking, he slowly said, "It seems that what the students from Ning University said is right. Student Song and Manager Pei are very affectionate."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "It's just... does he know that you have been lying to him?"

Song Yuesheng frowned, and the coldness in his eyes suddenly deepened.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

She lowered her voice and warned, "Doctor Yan, this is the last time I will tolerate your temptation."

After saying that, Song Yuesheng walked around him and prepared to leave.

"I forgot." Yan Sui suddenly chuckled, his voice was light but like a knife, "Student Song doesn't remember it now."

Song Yuesheng's footsteps suddenly stopped.

She turned back slowly, her eyes sharp as a blade: "What do you mean?"

Yan Sui's lips curled slightly, and he suddenly took a step closer, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, his warm breath brushing her ear: "Secret..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yuesheng's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly grabbed his arm and threw him over his shoulder.

"boom!"

Yan Sui was caught off guard and his back hit the ground hard, with his glasses even tilted a little.

He groaned, but laughed softly, as if he found it amusing.

Song Yuesheng looked down at him and said in a cold voice, "If you want to ask for directions, just ask nicely. If you are so tactless next time, it won't be as simple as a shoulder throw."

After saying that, she turned and left.

However, just after she took a few steps, suddenly, an arm reached out from behind and grabbed her waist.

She subconsciously wanted to fight back, but stopped when she smelled a familiar cold breath.

"Pei Zhaoye?"

He hummed softly, tightened his arms, and held her tightly in his arms.

Song Yuesheng understood.

She knew that Yan Sui had bad intentions just now. It turned out that he saw Pei Zhaoye.

The next second, he pinched her chin and kissed her without saying anything.

His kiss was a little impatient, as if he was suppressing some emotion. It was not until Song Yuesheng gently pushed him that he retreated slightly, his breathing slightly disordered.

Song Yuesheng raised his eyes to look at him: "What's wrong with you?"

Pei Zhaoye stared into her eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, and after a long while he said in a hoarse voice: "I miss you."

Song Yuesheng raised the corners of his lips slightly, and lightly brushed Pei Zhaoye's collar with his fingertips, tidying up his slightly messy collar, and said in a brisk tone: "Then I'll go home with you after we go to the prop room."

"What are you doing in the prop room?"

"Didn't you see that? There's something wrong with Sang Wan's bow and arrow. I have to go check it out."

He stared at her for two seconds, and finally let go of her hand, saying in a low voice: "You go first, I'll take care of some things."

Song Yuesheng didn't move. Instead, he reached out and grabbed his sleeve and gave him a warning.

"Don't get hurt."

Pei Zhaoye chuckled: "What do you think of me? I don't fight."

She raised her eyebrows and looked at him, her eyes clearly saying "Isn't it?"

Pei Zhaoye's ears felt hot under her stare, so he simply reached out and pushed her shoulder, urging her to leave in an impatient tone.

It was not until her figure completely disappeared at the end of the corridor that the tenderness in Pei Zhaoye's eyes gradually cooled down.

He slowly turned around, his eyes like knives, piercing straight at Yan Sui who had been standing next to him.

next second.

A heavy punch hit Yan Sui's face with such force that he fell to the ground and his glasses flew far away.

Pei Zhaoye looked down at him, his knuckles cracking, and said in a cold voice: "I really wanted to beat you to death."

Yan Sui raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and chuckled, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

Pei Zhaoye leaned over, grabbed his collar, and lowered his voice very low, "Stay away from her, otherwise--"

He sneered, “The Su family can’t protect you either.”

After saying that, he suddenly let go of his hand and turned around to leave.

Yan Sui sat up slowly, looked coldly at the direction where Pei Zhaoye left, and the smile at the corner of his lips widened little by little.

The heir of the Pei family actually lost control like this for a woman...

Ah.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, slowly picked up the broken glasses on the ground, and gently stroked the frame with his fingertips.

Kids like this are... a bit tricky.

but--

The experimental results must be unprecedented.

Yan Sui licked his lips and chuckled softly.

"Song Yuesheng..."

"We have a long way to go."