In the small dressing room in the backstage dressing room, the pungent perfume mixed with floral fragrance from Fang Tan still lingered on the tip of his nose.
She didn't know if the borrowed clothes were stained with smell. Sheng Jiayu thought about taking the clothes back and washing them for the president.
The dressing room was filled with props and miscellaneous items placed by performance students. He stepped in and changed his clothes, only to realize that he was missing a shirt.
Sheng Jiayu looked around and found that Xu had fallen on the way he came. He walked around with the clothes in his arms and slightly opened the curtain. Sure enough, he saw the clothes that had fallen on the head of a plaything not far away.
There was no one backstage at the moment, probably because Lu Zhe was there.
Sheng Jiayu thought it was quite funny. They liked Lu Zhe but didn't dare to provoke him.
Some people like him, but they only offend him.
This is the difference between different bloodlines in the eyes of others. It is a stereotype that is difficult to eliminate easily. If you want to make everyone take a new look at him, there is probably a long way to go.
He knocked on the partition of the locker room, stuck out his furry head and called, "Senior, I dropped my clothes over there, can you hand them to me?"
Lu Zhe Xun Sheng looked over and saw that Sheng Jiayu's hair, which had been damaged by hairspray, was spread out a little because she changed clothes. It was not as neat as when she saw it just now, but after it was spread out, it looked more like a normal little rabbit, soft and soft. You can ravage them as much as you want, but if you reach out, you will be stabbed.
How could he be a rabbit? He deserved to be a hedgehog.
"Okay." Lu Zhe responded and walked in the direction pointed by the little rabbit to pick up his shirt.
He was tall and long-legged, and he walked among the scattered props on the ground without any fuss. Sheng Jiayu was envious and jealous.
Although he had grown a little taller, he had awakened late and had not yet passed the second developmental period, coupled with the differences in animal genes, the distance between him and Lu Zhe was still much wider, at least by more than half a head.
The shirt was presented to him. Sheng Jiayu shook away the messy thoughts in his head and reached out to take it.
As he moved, half of his shoulders were exposed, and the skin on them was white and flawless, with a little pink glow caused by the heat.
The air circulation in the dressing room is very poor, and the air conditioner is turned on fully in winter. If you stay there for a long time, you will feel stuffy. This is the excuse Lu Zhe makes for himself. At least when he is distracted and forgets to let go and is reminded by Sheng Jiayu, he can only do this. Find excuses for yourself to cover up your invisible greed.
"Sorry."
He let go of his hand, still looking a little reluctant.
Sheng Jiayu was confused, why was his shirt so attractive to him? It's just an ordinary white shirt, not even a flower on it.
He frowned and went back, put on his clothes and put on his coat before walking out, "Senior, do you still want to continue watching the show?"
"No more." Lu Zhe said. Now that he had calmed down, he remembered that the person who was thrown out just now seemed to have caused quite a stir outside, but looking at the little rabbit, he didn't seem to care about it. "Just now Don’t you care about that person?”
"Is there anything else that needs to be taken care of?" Sheng Jiayu tidied up her clothes, put the two clarinets in the box, and handed them in front of Lu Zhe, "He is pursuing me unilaterally. It seems that he has nothing to do with me. ?”
The little rabbit's voice was clear and moving, and he said words that sounded cruel and true to people.
It really has nothing to do with him.
The so-called liking is just a person's wishful thinking.
"It's okay. You don't want to scare him through me. It doesn't matter if you go too far."
Sheng Jiayu looked at him in surprise after hearing this, "Can I use it as I please?"
He pushed the packed box into Lu Zhe's arms, leaving the latter with both hands free to take it, but Sheng Jiayu did not let go, but said in this posture: "That's it, he won't come again. After this, no one will bother me anymore. Thank you for helping me, whether it’s this matter or lending me the clarinet.”
Sheng Jiayu raised her head and looked at Lu Zhe with her red eyes. Their height difference made everything in the air ambiguous.
He gently licked his dry lips, trying his best not to let Lu Zhe notice that his rabbit teeth were touching the edge of his lower lip, "Also, thank you for coming to listen to my performance."
Lu Zhe looked at his little movements and suppressed his hot emotions.
He was the only one who drank, and that bit of alcohol should have disappeared long ago with the cold air coming all the way, and it shouldn't be an excuse for him to act recklessly.
"It's all small things, don't worry about it."
Sheng Jiayu bent her eyes, released her hands on the box, took a step back, and turned her hands away, "Then I have to go back first. Senior, you have a drink and have a rest early."
"Okay, let's go back together." He knew that Sheng Jiayu, who had stayed in this school for a year and a half, would never be able to remember the way back to the dormitory no matter how crazy he was, but he still hoped to continue these small things and spend more time with her. Him for a while.
Maybe, only today.
Sheng Jiayu did not refuse, spoke to the staff backstage, and left the auditorium through the back door.
As for the farce caused by Fang Tan at the front desk, no one paid attention to it.
The absurd and special night was about to pass like this. Stars climbed up into the night sky. Under the moonlight, little bits of falling snow drifted down and fell on the skin of the two people who had been kept warm in the auditorium.
Sheng Jiayu stretched out her hand, caught a snowflake, and melted it in her palm.
The city bells began to ring, and the year was about to pass.
On New Year's Eve, Yijun no longer sets up the dormitory's access control, and he can go back at any time.
Many students will be partying in various corners of the school, and the neon lights above Star City piece together a countdown.
The two of them walked to the school's artificial lake. Many young lovers were holding hands on the road by the lake, interlocking their fingers and making wishes to the sky.
Not necessarily superstitious, just a good vision for the year ahead.
May their relationship be long-lasting, may their life be frank and smooth.
"Do you want to make a wish, senior?" Sheng Jiayu asked.
"Do you have any wishes?" Lu Zhe asked him.
Sheng Jiayu looked at the stars falling in the middle of the lake, "It's nothing, it's something I want to achieve. The right way depends on my hard work. Can I lose to me if I make a wish to the seniors?"
The answer was expected, and Lu Zhe suddenly felt that what was said in the forum was correct, at least when it came to Sheng Jiayu.
This little rabbit is a person who only thinks about his career.
"The Qing Renhu here doesn't care about academic promotion."
"So vulgar?" Sheng Jiayu's eyes widened. This was a military academy after all, and he thought it would be called something like Triumph. "Isn't it the official name?"
"That's not true. There are training grounds everywhere in the First Army. It's the only place where young couples can go on a date. That's why it's called this." When Lu Zhe heard the name for the first time, he had the same reaction as Sheng Jiayu, but time has changed. , now when he stood by the lake, he really didn't want to think about whether this thing was soil or not.
Can Lover Lake help his dream come true?
"That's right." Sheng Jiayu accepted this statement, "So it can't bless me, so I won't make the wish. I'm not even halfway through my career and I'm not in the mood to think about love."
His casual words made Lu Zhe fall into silence.
Lu Zhe rubbed his painful temples. Although the alcohol intensity had subsided a little, he had drunk a lot tonight.
This kind of emotion that was infinitely amplified with excuses burned his reason even more, but he was still sober. The previous indulgence in the auditorium was already outrageous enough, and he could not do anything outrageous again.
After all, with Sheng Jiayu's current attitude towards suitors, if he dares to do anything, he will definitely reject them thousands of miles away. He can only rely on his status as a familiar senior to quietly invade his world bit by bit.
Regarding Sheng Jiayu's words, Lu Zhe just said: "You are still young, so there is really no need to worry. We can wait until we win the championship to talk about it."
But Sheng Jiayu was silent, "Isn't it a little too late to win the championship?"
Although he has the ambition to win the championship, he also knows the value of the league championship. The Ellenwell Galaxy has not qualified for many years. Is it too early to talk about winning the championship now?
He is just a newbie!
"Then when do you want to?"
"Well..." Sheng Jiayu didn't know how to answer when asked this question. He seemed to have never thought about love.
In his previous life, he was in poor health. Apart from some reckless admiration during his student days, it seemed that there was no cause and effect. He didn't dare to have any entanglements with others. He was afraid that he would die the next day and would only add sorrow to others.
In this life, he had too many regrets to make up for, so love was naturally left behind by him.
There was a lot of love shown to him along the way, but for most of it, he had no time to respond. Then there were the frivolous and self-aware pursuits like Fang Tan and Cui Ye, which he couldn't even care about. .
As for really considering when to fall in love and what type of relationship he wants, he really has never thought about such issues.
"It just depends on fate. If we meet each other, if we like each other, we'll be together. There's no need to set a time target for yourself."
This answer actually made Lu Zhe breathe a sigh of relief, "That's right."
"What about the senior? I heard that no one dares to like the senior. What does the senior think of this?"
Lu Zhe thought for a while and then said: "Let's wait for his fate."
The neon lights above Star City turned into electronic fireworks, blocking someone's response.
Sheng Jiayu's attention was attracted, and when he saw the countdown to zero in the sky, he skipped the topic that was just a casual mention in his eyes, and turned back with a smile: "Happy New Year, senior."
"Happy New Year."
Forget it, the days are long.
The lively end-of-year assembly passed like this, and the school had a day off the next day. When the day came again, the students were back to busy preparations for the final exam.
Moreover, what is more important than the final exam is the school-wide military exercise after the final exam.
The specific method of the exercise will be announced in three days, so everyone can only prepare in confusion.
Anyway, it is a whole-school exercise. There is no mecha test, only physical fitness, fighting skills, etc. All the freshmen can do is practice what they know and do their best.
So under the shadow of the bigger competition, the final exam seems less important.
When everyone walked into the shooting training range, Jiang Hui belatedly remembered that Sheng Jiayu didn't take this class with them this year. What was he doing here?
"You still have to take the exam?"
Sheng Jiayu turned to look at him, looking like a fool, "Otherwise, who will give me credits if I don't take the exam?"
"I thought I could use the credits from the mecha class."
"That's a lot of practice." Sheng Jiayu also wanted to agree, but unfortunately the Academic Affairs Office wouldn't let him.
"Have you ever practiced shooting? Is it okay?" Jiang Hui would not ask anyone else, but after all, he had not seen Sheng Jiayu enter the shooting training range throughout the semester, so he was really worried about him.
When he lost to Fang Chen in the quiz, some people had the tendency to continue to laugh at him, especially those in the next few classes. They had never seen his training and thought that the results last semester were just a flash in the pan. After all, Rabbit was just rabbit.
People in Class C naturally don't think so, but they are still somewhat worried about his grades.
As busy as Sheng Jiayu is, he is the only one in the whole department.
They all knew that it was the school's intention to let Sheng Jiayu take mecha classes. From the Duojia exercise announced this time and the recent rumors discussed on the forum, they also guessed that this was an adjustment to the school's training policy for military cadets. Sheng Jiayu was the first one to eat crabs for some reason. It is reasonable for people to be unable to balance their own academic progress in this unexpected situation.
After all, the school still has school rules.
As a good friend with Sheng Jiayu, Jiang Hui was afraid that he would feel frustrated due to his poor performance.
Even though he won some grades last semester, there were still many people waiting to see his jokes.
"I can't do it, but you can?" Sheng Jiayu didn't hear the worries in Jiang Hui's mouth, or maybe he heard them, but didn't care, "I never do anything I'm not sure about."
If he felt that he was not good enough, he would definitely ask Lao Jin to postpone the exam.
He is not afraid of being embarrassed, but he is afraid of unsatisfactory results. Those are all credits! credit!
Credits are related to scholarships. Students in the First Army will receive scholarships starting from their sophomore year, and they will be judged based on the results of the first year. He does not want to delay his scholarship for anything.
He is not short of money, and most of his expenses are subsidized whether he is participating in the league or in school, but this industry still burns money after all. Even though the official subsidies are most of them, other expenses are also very large.
Since the goal is to play in the Star League, save some money in advance to avoid running out of money when something unexpected happens.
Although his family is considered wealthy, his parents have never been very supportive of him coming to the military academy to participate in these things.
Sheng Jiayu knew that once the money was used, something must have happened to him during the game, so it was best to report the good news and not the bad news as much as possible. It was best to solve the problem with the money in hand.
Jiang Hui saw that he was so confident, so he didn't say anything else. It couldn't be too bad no matter what.
But when the machine finished tallying the results, not only Jiang Hui, but also all the students waiting for the exam were shocked, and then there was a burst of noise.
The students lined up outside did not see what was going on inside, they could only hear the noise inside, as if they were surprised.
Cui Ye leaned against the wall, heard the sound inside, and asked the person in front: "What happened?"
"I'm not sure. It seems that someone got a perfect score." The people in front were not sure either. When the people taking the exam inside came out, they saw Sheng Jiayu leisurely clapping her hands, surrounded by several people.
"Boss, how did you do it!"
"Big brother, please teach me how to hit the ninth ring no matter how hard I hit. Mr. Hu said he will kill me if I don't make progress!"
"Boss, when did you learn to practice guns? Why do some people refuse to take lessons and refuse to give us a way to survive?"
Chirping sounds accompanied Sheng Jiayu as he passed by Cui Ye.
Cui Ye wouldn't be able to guess who got the perfect score. There was already one person who got the perfect score. No matter how he scored ten rings later, he wouldn't be able to amaze people anymore.
What's more, what he cared about wasn't this, but Sheng Jiayu, and he really didn't even look at him.
He always believed that no matter how hard Sheng Jiayu worked, he would always be just a herbivore.
The herbivores should sit back and be protected by the carnivores, and then cheer for their heroes.
When he ran in front of them, his cheeks were flushed with excitement and fear.
In short, Sheng Jiayu shouldn't be like this.
He should be just like when they first met, the newly awakened little rabbit exuding a cute and attractive smell, and he should respond politely when someone blocks him.
But now Sheng Jiayu is becoming more and more lazy to maintain that image, because he thinks he is powerful and has fully demonstrated his bad nature.
Probably because it is different from other herbivores, these factors make him look very charming, and many people are touched by his unusual performance.
But he shouldn't be like this.
Cui Ye looked at his back and thought to himself.
Maybe if you destroy him, he will know what it is like to be a herbivore in order to satisfy carnivores.
Sheng Jiayu passed by Cui Ye's back amidst the crowds and admiration, but Cui Ye might not know that his gaze, like a pillar of fire, had long exposed his inner thoughts.
The rabbit turned back because of this passionate desire to hunt, stared at Cui Ye's unconquerable gaze, moved his lips slightly, and made a mouth shape: "Don't even think about it."
(End of chapter)