On the Correct Way of Not Failing a Course at the End of the Term

After the [-]th passed, Song Yu and Yan Baijing joined the student union as they wished.

The etiquette department held the first regular meeting. Song Yu carefully prepared a notebook and a black signature pen, and sat at the front.

This was the first regular meeting held collectively by various departments of the entire student union, so Yan Baijing also went to the Internet Information Department.

As a result, the first regular meeting made Song Yu very upset.

The senior sister told everyone very seriously on the podium that this is the student union, and everything should be well obeyed.

The experience imparted as a senior sister is that no one is allowed to fail a subject.

Except for these points, Song Yu didn't experience the student union in his imagination at all.

He originally thought that the student union was a group of people who gathered together to discuss enthusiastically, introduce themselves, get to know each other, and help each other.

But I didn't expect to listen to my senior sister's rambling like listening to teaching.

The good image of the senior sister collapsed in his heart for such an instant.

"About November [-]th, our etiquette department contracted our school's cheerleading competition. This year, our school accepted more boys. All participating, ah, by the way, this year the Ministry of Cyberspace Affairs will also send someone to record the pictures of our practice, and then we will make an introduction video, everyone must work hard."

After waiting for a long time, I finally heard that the senior sister notified the first activity that this department will face.

but……

Cheerleading?

In Song Yu's mind, a group of girls bouncing up and down with their hands up and raising their knees and legs.

This was originally a very harmonious picture, and in a sense it was quite drooling, after all, the girls who came in from the Etiquette Department were pretty good looking and in shape.

But when he heard that all four boys had to participate in the next second, Song Yu's face instantly petrified.

He couldn't even imagine himself doing a leg dance with his arms raised high in a crop top and a short skirt.

"...Senior sister, boys dancing cheerleading...isn't that good? The boys who are being cheered on like this probably won't be able to play ball...We're about the same when we choose oil spilling." After hesitating for a while, Song Yu still said Out of these words.

This is the school's Sunshine Sports Festival held twice a year. The sports festival in the fall season is ball games, and the spring is track and field.

This so-called cheerleading competition is also one of the competitions at the Sunshine Sports Festival.

"What's wrong, I said you can, you can, and the rehearsal will start next Monday night. Song Yu, you wrote in your specialty that you can dance, and I will leave the rehearsal to you. It will take a week to choose Great music and action, connect with me."

Song Yu's mouth was instantly shut.

It was simply because of his outspoken words that he was blamed for cheerleading.

"Jiang Yang, this is the person who was just selected by our Internet Information Department to take pictures for you, and I'm here to introduce you!"

When he was complaining about why he was so talkative, a senior's voice suddenly came from the back door. Song Yu followed the sound and found that behind the senior, a tall tall man could be vaguely seen at the door.

……

No way?

There are so many tall people in our hospital...

He may not be the tall man who enters the Internet Information Department!

I don't want to be seen by that guy doing cheerleading fucks!

Please, please, don't be Yan Baijing!

Song Yu had a bitter face, and when he saw the person slowly walking in from behind the door, he had a faint smile on his face, especially when he was staring straight at Song Yu with a hint of banter.

Song Yu's heart sank.

I'm really afraid of what's coming!

"Hi everyone, I'm Yan Baijing from the Internet Information Department, and I hope to get along with you next week."

Song Yu heard that the girl next to him started whispering, they all praised him for being so handsome, why didn't he come to the etiquette department.

Song Yu curled her lips, it seems that it is very common for girls to be nympho...

Compared with Yan Baijing, I am not much different, why haven't I heard the girls discussing myself.

Yan Baijing was wearing a white T-shirt, with a black SLR hanging around his neck, and he looked very friendly when he smiled.

"Come, come, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, we were just talking about cheerleading, you just came here, then you should get to know each other, it's okay, let's end the meeting."

Song Yu rolled his eyes, glanced at Yan Baijing, and pouted dissatisfiedly when he saw all the girls rushing up to chat with him.

How about modesty?

Even girls from engineering colleges should be shy when they see handsome guys, right?

Besides, am I so unattractive!

Yan Baijing's eyes paused on Song Yu's pursed mouth for a while, and he could roughly guess what was going on in the head of the dissatisfied person. Yan Baijing smiled politely at the girls, "Song Yu in your department is very talented. Yes, he can sing, dance, and play ball, why not let Song Yu sing a song to cheer us up."

As soon as Song Yu heard Yan Baijing's words, his pouted lips suddenly calmed down, and his face was a little embarrassed. He never expected that Yan Baijing would praise him to the sky in front of everyone.

There was a strange feeling in my heart, I couldn't tell what it was, but the little bit of resentment just now turned into powder and dissipated in this instant.

Some joy, but also moved.

Good brother!If you have a girl, don't forget to bring your brother!

Yan Baijing, you brother, I'm committed!

Sure enough, the eyes of the entire department were fixed on Song Yu again. Song Yu scratched his head in embarrassment, but still told the truth, "That idiot's words are too exaggerated, he knows what I know... But if you want to hear For singing, I can sing and dance for you when we have a break in rehearsal next week."

It was getting late, some of the less gregarious ones had already left, and the few who were able to chat walked back to the dormitory chatting all the way.

Song Yu lay on the table, soaked his feet, sighed, and opened the notebook.

Yan Baijing thought he was going to play games again, but found that he opened the webpage and searched for cheerleading videos.

"You are in charge of choreography?"

Song Yu replied out of boredom, "Yes, the minister said that I would be in charge of the choreography of the dance. I'm so speechless. Isn't it funny to ask me to rehearse cheerleading like a big man?"

Yan Baijing was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face instantly became brilliant, "What? The boys in your department are also going to participate?"

As soon as Song Yu mentioned that the whole person is not well, "...I think the minister's brain is sick."

Seeing Song Yu's gloomy look, and not being able to directly reject the senior, but instead looking for various dance videos seriously, Yan Baijing put away the idea of ​​laughing at him, thought for a moment, and wrapped his arms around Song Yu body, broke away from the computer, and typed a few words on the keyboard.

"Creative Group Dance Video."

Song Yu was staring at the computer wholeheartedly at the moment, and didn't care how uncomfortable this action would make him.

Yan Baijing's head was next to Song Yu's right ear, and his eyes were also focused on the computer. His slender fingers dragged the scroll wheel, and he found a few good videos and clicked them for Song Yu to watch.

He said softly: "I watched these creative videos when I was in high school. Cheerleading can also include elements of modern dance that you like. The chorus part can be interspersed with a few unique movements of cheerleading. In fact, the main It is the dynamics of the music and the neatness of the movements that can have an inspiring effect."

"I recommend that you come according to your own creative ideas, and the cheerleading in our courtyard will definitely attract everyone's attention."

His voice was so bewitching that Song Yu couldn't stand it no matter how many times he heard it. Only then did he realize that the posture of the two of them was a bit like Yan Baijing embracing him from behind, confining him in the small area between Yan Baijing's arms.

But Yan Baijing didn't seem to realize how ambiguous this action was. Song Yu had no choice but to shrink his neck to make his ears no longer itchy, "I...I'll think about it."

Yan Baijing felt that Song Yu was a little nervous, and realized that this posture was really too close for this little straight man.

Yan Baijing stood up straight, looking at Song Yu's back, thoughtful.

Song Yu's body seems surprisingly sensitive, doesn't he?

Don't like people getting too close to him?

Song Yu really doesn't like people getting too close to him, no matter if it's a boy or a girl, or even their parents.

Keeping too close to people can make him feel uncomfortable all over.

So he never took the initiative to get close to anyone.

"Then take your time, I'm ready to go to bed after washing." Yan Baijing didn't struggle too much, went to the sink to wash and went to bed.

He took his mobile phone, connected to the wifi in the dormitory, and searched for creative cheerleading videos on the touch screen with his knuckle fingers.

Seriously analyzed the feasibility of these ideas.

All kinds of ideas are dazzling, fluorescent dance, weightless dance.

After considering the feasibility, Yan Baijing got out of bed and took a notebook, drawing and writing on the notebook, taking notes.

The one under the bed is also drawing various things with a notebook.

After the electricity and internet were cut off at eleven o'clock, Song Yu went to wash up lightly, for fear of disturbing the people in the dormitory.

I thought Yan Baijing had fallen asleep, but I didn't expect that just as Song Yu lay down, Yan Baijing took all the notes he had just made to Song Yu and posted them on Song Yu's WeChat.

Song Yu saw that although Yan Baijing was not a professional dancer, he had a clear analysis of the stage in the school auditorium, and screened out all the formations and ideas that could be used.

Song Yu was overjoyed, he laughed happily on the bed for a long time, rolled over twice, and then quickly replied to Yan Baijing's message.

"Honey! That was a great help! Thank you!"

Yan Baijing turned off the phone helplessly after seeing the WeChat.

Unexpectedly, a salty pig's hand rubbed his face a few times.

"Thank you, brother!"

He whispered a thank you under his breath in his ear.

Yan Baijing has also lost his temper. This guy really doesn't let him suffer a little bit. He really understands what it means to treat others in the same way.

This guy is quite attractive when he is serious.

An Jing was quiet, didn't speak, and had no expression on his face. His long eyelashes hit the lower eyelids, but he really had the so-called masculine aura in his mouth.

Yan Baijing lazily replied to Song Yu: "I'm so sleepy, go to sleep."

Song Yu's body shook three times, and he turned around to ask Yan Baijing a question, which almost made Yan Baijing want to punch him to death.

"Yida... Has anyone ever told you that your voice is very similar to a pornographic male anchor?"