Song Tian and Qiao Nian have been working together for a week, and Qiao Nian himself said that the song has been adapted from the original.
That is not quite the same as the original one.
Song Tian temporarily changed the CD to play the original song, and the stage effect was bound to be not as good as the one when she collaborated with Qiao Nian!
In her opinion, the two departments have already clashed, and if Song Tian temporarily does not allow Qiao Nian to go up, won't they be further crushed by the clinical department
But no one raised any objection to Song Tian's proposal.
Zhou Moyan even took the initiative to look for the original music CD. She didn't want to stand out and be the bad guy and point out that the stage effect was poor.
But she still felt uncomfortable keeping these words in her heart.
Yin Wenzhi looked at Qiao Nian frequently, his brows twitching slightly, as if he had something to say but was holding back...
If they had known this would happen, their department might as well not attend the opening ceremony this year!
This is what Master Nie’s last disciple is like!
*
Qiao Nian didn’t know that someone was watching her, or rather, she didn’t take the other person’s prying eyes seriously from beginning to end.
She watched Song Tian take a deep breath, adjust her mood, and then go to the music teacher to talk about changing the CD.
He calmly blocked her way: "Song Tian, I can go up."
"???" Song Tian was stopped by her again. She was stunned for a moment and looked at her in confusion. She didn't understand why Qiao Nian had to go up to her in this situation where they were destined to be crushed.
"Things are not as bad as you think." Qiao Nian lowered his eyes, stared at her, and smiled. There was some cynicism in his smile, and it seemed like a joke: "Think about the good side. For example, if Jiang Xianrou is not chasing the light, I am the one chasing the light."
Song Tian: “???”
Jiang Xianrou is not the real Zhuiguang, but Qiao Nian is the Zhuiguang
Song Tian showed an incredible expression, not understanding how she could say such a daydreamy thing. She quickly looked around to see if there were people from other departments. After confirming that it was only their own people from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Qiao Nian with sympathy: "Qiao Nian, I know you want to comfort me."
But isn’t your consolation too unrealistic
She kindly hid the latter part of the sentence in her heart, touched her earlobe, and comforted Qiao Nian: "Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm thick-skinned, so I'll just go up. At most, when I go to the cafeteria to get food, people will look at me a few more times, but they can't eat me. I don't care, but you..."
She racked her brains to think of words of comfort, and said earnestly: "You are the top scorer in this year's college entrance examination. Many people are paying attention to you. It is better for you not to go in. I will go in alone..."
Qiao Nian looked at the baby-faced girl who was seriously considering her and felt a headache. She put away her carelessness and became serious, interrupting her: "Song Tian, I really am chasing the light."
"… "
Song Tian had a complicated expression, and she moved her lips, wanting to say something like, "You are Zhuiguang, and I am Zhuiguang's father!"
But she liked Qiao Nian very much, so she endured it silently.
The girl pulled up the brim of her hat, her fingertips were white and shining, and the expression on her porcelain-white face looked even more serious than before. She looked at her again, her red lips slightly raised in a rather arrogant arc: "We won't lose face, because I am the one chasing the light."
*
Backstage, in another lounge.
Jiang Xianrou sat on the only stool at the dressing table and fiddled with her manicure. She had specially asked a manicurist to do her manicure the day before yesterday, just to match the high-end dress from SEVEN that she would wear on stage today.
(End of this chapter)