Feast for Shengsheng

On the playground.

"Nan Sheng." Shen Yingying called her name in a low voice, "Confess and I'll give you some leniency. Is there something going on between you and the president?"

"Huh?" Nan Sheng was playing dumb.

Shen Yingying snorted, "Don't lie to me. I saw it this morning. The president and you got off the bus together, and then came in one after the other. When we were doing military training on the playground, the president would be playing basketball on the court. When we went to the cafeteria after training, the president would also be there. Coincidences are not so coincidental."

Shen Yingying said, poking Nan Sheng's waist playfully: "Little devil, even with that, you still dare to say that the president has nothing to do with you? I haven't forgotten that when you first came here, you and the president sat together for dinner."

There are so many seats in the cafeteria, but the two of them just happened to sit together.

Nan Sheng coughed lightly at what Shen Yingying said. "Don't talk nonsense. The president and I went to the same middle school. He happened to be changing buses downstairs from my house, and his classes were about the same time, so it's not surprising."

"Don't give me that. There are no fixed class times in college. The president is already a senior." Shen Yingying made a four with the hand. "Do you think he's still like us, going to school from 8 am to 8 pm?"

Nan Sheng said "oh", not sure if it was a tacit agreement or something else.

Shen Yingying didn't give Nan Sheng too much trouble: "But to be honest, you and the president look really good together."

Nan Sheng was happy now and winked at Shen Yingying: "Just because of what you said, I decided to pursue our president. If I succeed, I will buy you some milk tea."

"Little devil, you said you had no ideas! Let me show you how to reveal your true colors." Shen Yingying spoke in an exaggerated manner.

Nan Sheng and Shen Yingying walked towards the cafeteria hand in hand.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Song Xiao also enter the cafeteria.

The two of them got their meal and found a seat by the window.

"Boss, here, here, there's a spot." The guys on the basketball team shouted loudly.

In a blink of an eye, the seats around Nan Sheng were all filled.

Shen Yingying winked at Nan Sheng, because Nan Sheng also saw Song Xiao walking towards them with a tray of food.

"Can I sit here?" Song Xiao asked calmly.

"Of course!" Shen Yingying nodded without thinking, and did not forget to touch Nan Sheng.

Nan Sheng remained calm, and Song Xiao sat down quietly next to Nan Sheng.

The two of them were so engrossed in eating that no one spoke to the other.

Suddenly, the head of the school's arts department ran in quickly, shouting, "Nan Sheng, where is Nan Sheng?"

Nan Sheng was stunned, but still raised her hand: "I'm here."

Because Nan Sheng was pretty, she caused a big sensation when she entered the school. Now that she was called like that, everyone in the cafeteria focused their attention on Nan Sheng.

The Minister of Culture and Arts rushed to Nan Sheng and said, "Finally, I found you. I'm telling you, you must promise me this."

Nan Sheng was confused by the question: "What's the matter?"

"At the welcome party, Li Mengru from the acting department broke her leg today and can't dance anymore, so we need to find a replacement. After much thought, I think you're the perfect fit. Your resume says you can dance ballet," the Minister of Culture and Arts said, his saliva flying. "So you're the only one who can take over."

Nan Sheng: "..."

"It's settled now. From now on, you don't need military training. Practice in the training room. Here is the key to the training room." After the Minister of Culture and Art said this, he gave the key to Nan Sheng.

He didn't even give Nan Sheng a chance to refuse and just turned around and ran away.

Nan Sheng looked at the key in front of her with a mixture of laughter and tears. This was completely forced upon her.

Of course she knows ballet.

Moreover, Nan Sheng has won numerous ballet awards.

Not for any other reason, just because Lu Shiyan likes it.

So no matter how hard or tiring it was, Nan Sheng endured it.

Every year on Lu Shiyan’s birthday, he would ask Nan Sheng to dance for him as a birthday gift.

Therefore, Nan Sheng would prepare seriously every year, and naturally over time, she knew countless pieces of music.

But Nan Sheng won’t do that now. She wants to break up with Lu Shiyan completely and doesn’t even want to touch ballet anymore.

Even when she left the apartment, her expensive ballet skirts and shoes were left inside, completely covered in dust.

She never imagined that one day she would continue to dance ballet in this way.

"If you don't want to, I'll help you reject it." Suddenly, Song Xiao said calmly, "Li Rui must be desperate, so he's forcing this on me."

Because the welcome party has a fixed program, and there are only three days left, there is no time for temporary changes.

It would be best if we could find someone to replace him.

Song Xiao's words made Nan Sheng look at Song Xiao calmly.

The eyes of the two met in the air.

Seeing this, Shen Yingying very consciously found a reason to leave and was determined not to be a light bulb here for even a second.

Nan Sheng watched Shen Yingying leave, and suddenly spoke quietly: "President, do you want me to dance?"

There was a joking tone in his voice, and even the look in his eyes when he looked at Song Xiao seemed particularly casual, with a hint of temptation.

Song Xiao lowered his brows and drank the soup calmly.

As he drank the soup, his Adam's apple rolled, trying to hide his strange emotions.

Of course he wanted to, but Song Xiao couldn't say it out loud.

In his senior year of high school, Song Xiao accidentally learned that Nan Sheng was going to participate in a ballet competition, so he went there secretly.

The girl in a ballet skirt and a crown danced gracefully on the stage.

There was silence all around, I was completely captivated.

Nan Sheng looked like an elf dancing in the morning light, so beautiful that one couldn't take their eyes off her.

Song Xiao had thought countless times that one day Nan Sheng would be able to dance for him.

Even though he knew it was a fantasy.

But Song Xiao still has this kind of emotion, probably because of the greed that all men have.

"Song Xiao." Suddenly, Nan Sheng called Song Xiao's name.

Song Xiao nodded, and Nan Sheng's voice came through clearly, "If you want to see me dance, then I will dance. If you don't want to, then I will refuse the minister."

Anyway, Nan Sheng is not afraid of offending people.

A designer from the Department of Architecture doesn't need to have any dealings with the Department of Arts and Literature.

Nan Sheng put this question in front of Song Xiao and gave him the right to choose.

Song Xiao tightened his grip on the soup spoon.

After a long time, a muffled sound came from deep in his throat, and he said it very lightly.

Nan Sheng heard it.

Meng Sao.

She secretly criticized Song Xiao in her heart.

"Then I'm going to the training room to rehearse. Do you want to come?" Nan Sheng took the initiative to invite.

This time, Song Xiao remained calm: "I have classes in the afternoon."

Nan Sheng said "oh" but did not make things difficult for Song Xiao.

She had already said it, and she didn't believe that Song Xiao wouldn't come.

While the two were talking, someone noticed and looked over here.

Nan Sheng and Song Xiao lowered their heads and ate in tacit understanding.

Song Xiao ate very quickly. After a while, he finished his meal, cleared his plate, and left without waiting for Nan Sheng.