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After seeing off He Gushan, Bian Cheng thought about it, and sent a message to Tang Yu, and went back to the student union first.

Although he had just been dismissed, the secretary said that he had to do what he was supposed to do, and he would still be criticized if he couldn't do it well.

Now that the preparations for the party are just around the corner, it is the time when there is no room for a little mistake, if he doesn't keep an eye on it now, there will be some mistakes on the day if he doesn't make sure.

Sighing, Bian Cheng was also worried about Tang Yu while walking towards the student union.

On the other hand, Tang Yu has explained the words to Sun Zhe on the bright side, and at the same time warned him not to make trouble for himself and the people around him, especially Bian Cheng, if he let himself know that he is going to provoke Bian Cheng, I will definitely not let him go.

After speaking, he didn't have the mood to go back to the computer room, so he went back to the dormitory alone.

When he got to the dormitory, he saw that Bian Cheng had sent him a message, asking him to go to the student union to find Bian Cheng at night.

Tang Yu didn't know if He Gushan's mouth was strict or not, and whether he would tell Bian Cheng about his affairs, but whether he knew it or not, he didn't really want to see him now, so Tang Yu replied to him, saying that he was tired. Alright, I'm going back to the dormitory first, I'll talk about things tomorrow.

After replying to the message, Tang Yu suddenly felt flustered.

Worried that he would anger the senior if he refused, so he twitched his head and turned off the phone.

He was actually a little tired, so he took a nap on the bed while no one was in the dormitory.

When he woke up again, the other three people in the dormitory had all returned.

"Hey, are you awake? Have you eaten yet? When we came back, we saw that you had been sleeping, so we didn't call you for dinner."

Tang Yu sat up and rubbed his eyes, "I've eaten."

The roommate said again: "By the way, we ran into the president when we came back. He seemed to be looking for you. Would you like to call him back?"

Hearing him mention Bian Cheng, Tang Yu suddenly woke up.

He hurried to look at his phone, pressed it a few times but it didn't turn on before he realized that the phone had been turned off by him.

Tang Yu stuffed the phone back under the pillow again, "I... the phone is out of battery, and I can't turn it on. Did the senior tell me what he wanted from me?"

The roommate said: "I didn't say anything, but I seem to be worried about you."

Just as he was talking, his roommate in the student union suddenly shook his phone and said, "Tang Yu, the president is on the phone."

Tang Yu: "..." Can he pretend not to be there?

Tremblingly picked up the phone, Tang Yu nervously went to the balcony, ready to listen to the training.

On the other end of the phone, Bian Cheng unexpectedly didn't say anything to him, but asked, "Why is the phone turned off?"

Tang Yu said: "The battery is out..."

Bian Cheng hummed, "Okay, I'm relieved to know that you're fine, then go to bed early, see you tomorrow."

Tang Yu was a little unresponsive, he opened his mouth and hesitated to speak.

Bian Cheng over there seemed to be able to sense his expression at the moment, chuckled and said, "What's wrong?"

Tang Yu faltered, "Well...hegui didn't say anything to you today, did he?"

Bian Cheng asked back, "What do you want him to tell me?"

Tang Yu hurriedly said, "It's nothing, I'll just ask."

Bian Cheng sighed, and said: "You don't have to be so afraid. If you don't want to say it, and you don't want me to know it, then I won't ask. I will wait until you want to say it, and then tell me in person."

Tang Yu felt warm in his heart, and said, "Senior, thank you."

Bian Cheng teased him and said, "Thank you is not enough, when we see you tomorrow, you have to show it with practical actions."

Tang Yu's ears were a little hot, "... I, I, I am going to bed! Senior, go to bed early, too!"

After speaking, without waiting for a reply, Tang Yu hung up the phone, then went into the room, threw the phone to his roommate, and retreated back to the bed.

After a while, the roommate held the phone and said blankly: "The president sent a text message, it seems to be for you, Tang Yu."

The temperature in Tang Yu's ears had just dropped when he sat up and asked, "What?"

The roommate turned over the phone and showed it to him, "He said, 'Dare to hang up on me, tomorrow you are finished.'."

Tang Yu: "..." If you pronounce it like this, I'm finished, okay?

In the next few days, Tang Yu kept on training, competing, practicing songs with Bian Chengniwai and being taught by Bian Chengdiao|coach.

Soon it was the day of the party.

During this period, Tang Yu and Hegui have maintained a stable winning streak in the pair competition, and their results in the campus team competition are also slowly rising.

Those teams and combinations with weaker foundations are gradually eliminated after a round of screening, and the rest are basically technically passable.

At such a tense moment, Tang Yu was unable to lead everyone to race against time in training. Instead, he was caught by Bian Cheng early in the morning and forced to go to the dressing room to put on makeup, change clothes, and repeat rehearsals.

He and Bian Cheng's songs are already practiced very well, but he rarely goes on stage, and when facing the eyes of the audience, he will unconsciously tremble with nervousness.

Bian Cheng also had nothing to do with him.

"They are all classmates in the same school, why are you nervous?"

Tang Yu whimpered, "It's because I know everyone that I'm nervous."

Bian Cheng was helpless, "I didn't see you so nervous when we were broadcasting together, but you are facing a larger number of fans, and there are people you know who are not guaranteed among those people."

Tang Yu's legs went limp, "This time is different!"

Bian Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, okay, then, when you come on stage, you stand sideways and look only at me, not off the stage, so you won't be afraid or nervous."

Tang Yu nodded, "Okay, I'll try my best."

Another dress rehearsal.

As soon as Tang Yu took the stage, he was still a little nervous and forgot his words.

Bian Cheng: "...Didn't I tell you not to look down?"

Tang Yu: "QAQ, I can't help but I can remember!"

After rehearsing four or five times, even Tang Yu became numb.

After another successful singing, Bian Cheng rubbed his head and praised: "Not bad, you are great."

Tang Yu smiled and said, "Really? As long as I don't hold you back, I'll be happy."

Bian Cheng said: "Of course not, you are actually very good, but you are too lacking in confidence."

Tang Yu said: "Senior, can you praise me again and give me more confidence."

Bian Cheng said: "You are great, really great, not only on stage..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped, then leaned close to his ear, and said like a breath: "The bed is also great."