Beg me
No wonder Sun Yige had that kind of expression. It turned out that the person who sang the duet with her couldn't come.
"Let me help you."
Ye Zichen raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Can I?"
Sun Yige's eyes brightened. She actually wanted to ask Ye Zichen for help as well, but she was too shy to say it.
Ye Zichen shrugged and smiled. "Why not? It's my honor to be on the same stage as Class Rep Sun."
"Then I'll have to trouble you."
Ten minutes later.
"Campus Belle Sun, it's your turn."
The student council members ran backstage. After Sun Yige replied, Ye Zichen also took off his headphones.
"How is it? Have you learned it?"
"It's about time. I definitely won't embarrass you on stage."
They walked towards the stage side by side. When Ye Zichen appeared on the stage once again, the entire venue erupted.
"Ye Zichen!"
"Tyrant Bro!"
"Tyrant Bro, I love you!"
"Ye Zichen, I want to be your girlfriend …"
"…"
Ye Zichen couldn't help but rub his nose at the explosive atmosphere. Why did they have to be like this? Didn't they just sing a song?
Sun Yige, who was at the side, was also shocked by this aura. She stood there in a daze for a long time.
"Wow, you're so popular."
"Hehe," Ye Zichen scratched his head in embarrassment.
Creak.
Fu Chengming, who was holding the script on stage, almost crushed it into a ball of paper.
He took the opportunity to look at the posts on the school's website while the host was changing positions.
The school forum had already started to post crazily, and all of the posts were about Ye Zichen.
Originally, he had been prepared to hire some water armies to slander him after the gala ended, but he didn't expect Ye Zichen to do it again.
This was another opportunity for him to be exposed. After all, there were people from the agency watching on the second floor.
"Why are you here again?"
Fu Chengming walked over with a frown.
"What? Can't I come up?"
"Isn't your program over?"
"What's wrong with that? I'm a singer and I have helpers. Can't I be a guest helper?"
Ye Zichen rolled his eyes. This grandson is seriously retarded, he just wants to cause trouble for me everywhere.
"You …"
"Enough with you. Just do your job as a host and stay up there."
Ye Zichen pushed Fu Chengming to the side, then smiled towards Sun Yige.
"Let's go."
The song that Sun Yige chose was Song Zhixiao and Wu Kequn's "You're Cute".
The style of the song was rather sweet. When it came to Ye Zichen's part, he held Sun Yige's hand …
Their eyes met.
Plop.
Plop.
Sun Yige felt like her heart was about to explode. Due to Ye Zichen's sharp gaze, she even made a few mistakes in the middle of the song.
In the end, it was Ye Zichen who helped her out.
The song was finally over. After Sun Yige finished, she immediately ran backstage.
Ye Zichen stood blankly on the stage. After bowing towards the audience, he prepared to return backstage, but was stopped by the students below the stage.
"Ye Zichen, give me another."
"Another one."
"Another one."
Fu Chengming's face was already completely green. He ignored the passionate requests of the students below the stage and walked in front of Ye Zichen with a cold snort.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and go back."
"Are you on your period? Why are you so rude?"
Ye Zichen rolled his eyes, then waved towards the students below the stage before walking backstage.
At that moment, the man wearing sunglasses on the second floor also took off his sunglasses. His dark eyes revealed a hint of excitement as if he had found a treasure.
"Old Shi, get that student to sing another song."
"Sure."
Buzz …
Fu Chengming's phone, who was standing on the stage, suddenly rang. When he saw the caller ID, he quickly told the other host beside him, then walked backstage.
"Dean."
"Go and get that student called Ye Zichen to come back and sing another song."
"What?"
Fu Chengming exclaimed in shock.
"Why?"
"Don't ask me why, this is what the principal told me. Do as you see fit."
The dean directly hung up.
Bang.
Fu Chengming threw the expensive phone in his hand onto the ground, causing it to shatter.
Ye Zichen!
Ye Zichen!
Ye Zichen sat on the chair with his legs crossed and opened his phone. He saw that his roommate's wolves continuously sent him messages.
They asked him if he could give his WeChat ID to a certain beauty.
Ye Zichen replied in unison. No!
If they wanted to use his WeChat ID to pick up girls, they should at least send a red packet, right? These wolves didn't even want to bleed, yet they wanted to betray him.
How could he agree?
Ye Zichen looked towards Sun Yige. She had been ignoring everyone on the chair ever since they returned from the stage.
Ye Zichen walked towards her and squatted in front of her.
"Class rep, you were nervous on stage, you sang quite a few wrong lines."
"Ah!"
Sun Yige stood up in shock when she saw Ye Zichen squatting on the floor.
Her mind was filled with the scene of Ye Zichen looking at her. For some reason, when she thought of him, her heart raced.
"What happened?"
Ye Zichen raised his eyebrows in confusion. Sun Yige merely said that she wasn't feeling well, then ran away from the backstage.
"What happened? She was fine just now?"
Ye Zichen shrugged as he watched Sun Yige run away in confusion, then prepared to leave as well.
Since Sun Yige wasn't here anymore, there wasn't anyone he knew here.
"Ye Zichen."
When Fu Chengming appeared in the backstage, Ye Zichen revealed a helpless expression and shrugged.
"Young Master Fu, aren't you childish? What are you doing? You want to cause trouble for me here?"
"The school leaders told you to go up and sing another song," Fu Chengming clenched his teeth. Fu Chengming clenched his teeth. Ye Zichen smiled in surprise, "Oh, what? Did they conquer this young master's song?"
"Stop bullshitting, hurry up and get on stage, they're all waiting for you."
Fu Chengming snorted coldly. Not only did Ye Zichen not go to the front stage, he instead sat down on the chair.
"I'm not going."
"Ye Zichen, don't fail to appreciate my kindness."
Fu Chengming was instantly enraged. Everything he had planned out was to step on Ye Zichen.
However, this time, he had shot himself in the foot.
He had become someone else's stepping stone.
Coming here to personally invite Ye Zichen was already the limit of his tolerance, but Ye Zichen failed to appreciate his kindness.
I'm not going.
"Hehe, I've always been so unappreciative. Could it be that this is the first day that Young Master Fu knows me?"
Ye Zichen smiled playfully, then took out a nail clipper from his pocket and started to trim his nails leisurely.
The people outside were still waiting for Ye Zichen to get on stage. Fu Chengming didn't have that much time to waste.
"What exactly do you want?"
Phew.
Ye Zichen blew on his fingers, then looked up with a smile.
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