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

After cheerleading was done that day, Song Yu called Yan Baijing aside, "Let's practice again and go to the review... I'm still a little weak."

Yan Baijing smiled and patted Song Yu's shoulder.

"What are you afraid of, I believe in you."

Yan Baijing's confidence in Song Yu did not come from empty words, but that Song Yu's own strength was enough for him to take this risk.

Even if Song Yu screwed up, at worst he should take all the blame, at most he would be scolded for bragging.

When Yan Baijing and Song Yu walked into the review room, Jiang Yang frowned first, and then said directly, "No, Song Yu can't be on the show, we need him to show etiquette at the New Year's Eve party."

At this time, the director of the Department of Arts and Culture took a look at Jiang Yang, "The program is not enough now, let's review it first."

As soon as the Minister of Literature and Art said this, Jiang Yang couldn't say anything more, but just looked at Yan Baijing with an unfriendly expression.

Yan Baijing was naturally too lazy to talk to Jiang Yang.

"Then we shall begin first."

Yan Baijing politely smiled at the Minister of Literature and Art, and the Minister made a gesture of invitation and smiled.

Yan Baijing turned off the lights in the whole house, and turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, so that a member of the Ministry of Literature and Art next to him could shine the light on him.

Song Yu walked to the light switch.

The accompaniment sounded, but the prelude was not too intense, and Yan Baijing quickly adjusted to the state.

Song Yu was on the side, seeing Yan Baijing dance for the first time.

To be more precise, Yan Baijing's performance is not considered a dance, but the psychological activities of the dark side personality he performed through body language.

As Yan Baijing slowly sang the first line of the lyrics, the feeling of being as cold as ice made everyone feel a sense of loneliness and heartache.

In Yan Baijing's eyes, there is not only the cold rage, but also the helplessness and loneliness that seem to be absent.

The singing voice is a little hoarse, which is very unpleasant to listen to.

Suddenly the light was turned on, and Yan Baijing sat quietly on the chair.

Today, it happened that Yan Baijing was wearing a black jacket, while Song Yu was wearing a red and white baseball jersey.

Song Yu walked to the middle following the rhythm, looked at Yan Baijing, and sang a line of lyrics that seemed to express the most sincere feelings for him.

I know there are tough times.

No matter what I say, I never leave your side.

If I wanted to go, I would have gone, but I do need you close to me, to keep my mind off the edge.

If I had to leave, I would have left long ago, but you are the only one who knows me better than I know myself.

All the while, I pretended I didn't care that I was alone.

But I know deep down that if you're gone, that day I won't know which way I should go.

Because I lost you.

Yan Baijing sneered at him, took out all the things around him and threw them at him.

It seems to be complaining about the darkest loneliness in my heart.

So what, you don't understand my loneliness and the courage I need to face reality.

You live in the light, I live in the dark, I am your dark side, your pain your sorrow.

Yan Baijing played such a dark and violent role vividly.

It even drove Song Yu to forget that they were just performing.

Song Yu shook his head helplessly at Yan Baijing, thinking that Yan Baijing was hopeless.

Yan Baijing quietly walked to the seat and sat down. Song Yu also understood that no matter what he said, Yan Baijing would not change anything. The chairs of the two were arranged back to back, and the rhythm of the song dropped from a climax to a quiet rhythm.

There is no drumbeat, which can make people calm down and think.

Song Yu slowly opened his mouth and sang:

I have a dark side, let him go too far from me.I have my geeky moments but try to look into my heart.

Yan Baijing continued what he sang:

Because I need what you need now, so don't let me down, you are the only one in this world for me, I die to lose.

The rhythm suddenly became faster, Yan Baijing's darkness finally exploded, wanting to self-destruct, wanting to drive the whole world into madness, he made a gesture of pulling out his heart to Song Yu, tearing it up bit by bit in front of Song Yu .

There is no physical performance, but everyone can feel the pain performed by Yan Baijing.

Song Yu looked at the hearty smile on Yan Baijing's face, but his heart ached from being twisted, and he frowned through his expression.

Gradually understand the loneliness and heartache belonging to another self.

But Yan Baijing's self-destruction continued, but Song Yu was powerless to stop it.

Yan Baijing held a piece of paper in his hand, made a gesture of lighting the paper with a lighter, and let the paper slowly fall to the ground in front of Song Yu, as if igniting half of the space on his side.

He laughed in relief in this half of the space.

Song Yu looked at the air, made a movement that suddenly felt that the oxygen content in his lungs was insufficient, and leaned weakly on the chair.

Seeing Song Yu's uncomfortable look, Yan Baijing seriously thought about what he had done. In the end, he made the movement of kicking open the glass, but unlike the MV's pat on the shoulder, he stepped forward and hugged Song Yu's shoulder from behind.

"No one knows you better than me, another me."

In the end, the two people looked at each other and smiled at the end of the whole song, and then smiled at the Minister of Literature and Art.

The music ends.

Everyone couldn't come back to God for a long time.

Compared with a simple song and dance performance, this is more like a musical.

The simplest yet most complex musical ever done by these two men.

The most unbelievable thing is that the program that these two people decided on today is more compatible than the program that has been practiced for a long time.

Not to mention how resonant Yan Baijing's dark side is, the simplicity and beauty of Song Yu's sunny side also made everyone feel warm.Especially the combination of Song Yu's dance and performance, you can feel the sincere enthusiasm even more.

Warmth and cold dissolve into each other.

The Minister of Literature and Art applauded first, "This show is great! It feels like watching a drama with split personalities."

Yan Baijing smiled, "Thank you."

Song Yu, on the other hand, chuckled, "Minister, can I do this show with peace of mind?"

This made the Minister of Literature and Art a bit embarrassed, but the Minister of Literature and Art also smiled, as if he suddenly thought of something. "Why don't you arrange the fluorescent dance in your song. Didn't Yan Baijing sing with black lights? It's just right for the fluorescent dance. As for the dance, if you are interested, you can guide them. If you are not interested Just let them follow the original arrangement. How about it?"

After all, this is still framing Song Yu as a coolie for the student union, Yan Baijing said helplessly, but compared to Jiang Yang's way of assigning tasks without explanation, this is still more acceptable.

Before Song Yu could speak, Yan Baijing spoke up first, "I'll do the choreography. Although I can't dance, it's okay to choreograph. Besides, I happen to be the person in charge of this show."

Seeing Yan Baijing's enthusiasm, Song Yu nodded again and again, "Good minister, we will help!"

Yan Baijing almost vomited blood when he heard Song Yu agree so actively and enthusiastically.

As a result, he went around in a circle, not only did not relieve Song Yu's burden, but also found one more thing for Song Yu to do.

When walking back to the dormitory with Song Yu, Yan Baijing said helplessly, "I said, do you really like taking care of yourself?"

Song Yu said "Ah?" and looked at Yan Baijing, "No, I have never seen you so interested in one thing, since you are so active in making this show a success, of course I have to help, otherwise why? It's brother."

"And... I like this show very much and I am looking forward to it, so it doesn't matter if it's hard! Anyway, after the basketball game and lesbian dance, we can just concentrate on arranging this show, and it will be easy to get through this period of time. "

After finishing speaking, he smiled at Yan Baijing, "I know you want to help me, thank you."

Yan Baijing was still a little resentful in his heart, but when he heard Song Yu's last sentence, he suddenly froze.

A drop of water quietly dripped into his heart, and ripples spread all over his body.

Yan Baijing laughed.

What an idiot.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the things this idiot did can always make his temper dissipate boundlessly.

Although this idiot is very stupid every time, he would rather be exhausted to do what he promises to others.

Sometimes I am as persistent as a cow, never giving up until I reach my goal.

He is often very heartwarming, always aware of other people's mood changes at the first time, and sends an apology or comfort.

"Ah, remember to wake me up tomorrow!" Song Yu suddenly remembered something, turned around and said to Yan Baijing.

Yan Baijing was walking forward, when Song Yu suddenly turned his head, Yan Baijing bumped into Song Yu directly, hitting Song Yu in the arms.

Song Yu staggered and was about to fall backwards. Yan Baijing quickly grabbed Song Yu's hand and moved him back. Due to inertia, Song Yu bumped into Yan Baijing's arms and stabilized his figure.

The smell of Yan Baijing's body came into his nose very clearly, and Yan Baijing's deep voice from his chest could be heard.

There was a helpless sigh, and the familiar voice of the pornographic male anchor.

"What's wrong with you, as you walk, you suddenly look back at Bai Meisheng and smile? You made me bite my tongue last time, what do you want to do this time, throw yourself into your arms?"

When Song Yu heard this, he pushed Yan Baijing away and almost lost his footing, "Damn you, this kind of thinking is very dangerous! I'm not a girl, why am I throwing myself into your arms! In this way It's too scheming to throw yourself into your arms!"

Yan Baijing stared at Song Yu's strange embarrassment with a half-smile, and joked, "This is the second time you've blushed at me, Miss Song."

Yan Baijing knew that this was just a joke, and he also clearly understood that Song Yu was only annoyed by his words.

But I just thought it was fun to tease him like this.

See him jumping angrily, seeing him blushing arguing with himself, seeing him like a monkey.

But when it comes to critical moments, he will always be the first to support himself.

Simple and straightforward.

'Miss Song' was so shy that she laughed out loud, and glared at Yan Baijing with a smile, "You're paralyzed, I've already said that your voice is lewd. Sex male anchor, if you don't know how to change it, blame me."

Yan Baijing stared at Song Yu's eyes, smiled and said, "So this is the funniest part, why do you, a straight man, have feelings for the voice of a pornographic male anchor?"

Song Yu really felt like beeping a dog.

If it wasn't for Jiansan playing too much, he wouldn't be a person who pays attention to the sound.

As a result, the game seems to be poisonous, and everyone pays attention to the sound.

After playing this game, I started to pay attention to the sound.

And that kind of clean and pleasant "male voice" has been heard a lot, and then replaced with that handsome character in the game, it really looks like that.

And Song Yu's voice is always said by the girls to be the most healthy receiving voice when conducting.

But as soon as you sing, your ears become pregnant.

Over time, Song Yu became more sensitive to voices.

As a result, Yan Baijing, the pornographic male anchor, yelled in his ear every day.

As long as the voice is nice, let's forget about it, the mother looks like a dog.

Is it true that people with good voices are all fat?

In the future, if anyone said this sentence with certainty, Song Yu would dump him with a photo of Yan Baijing in no time.

Song Yu gave Yan Baijing a white look, "I'll voice control, okay?"

Yan Bai nodded, "Okay, so my pornographic male anchor can meet your needs? So don't be polite to me, what is the relationship between us, it's a relationship of sharing the same bed. Didn't Xu Xian say, ten years Cultivate to the same boat, and sleep together after a hundred years of cultivation. We have cultivated for a hundred years."

Song Yu heard that Yan Baijing started to make a big fuss, "It's all right, I'm not your white lady, Xian'er, you can see clearly that I am your big brother Fahai!"

Because Song Yu has played too much with Jian San, he is quite acceptable to this kind of rotten jokes, so he didn't react too aggressively, but only for jokes, if one day Yan Baijing suddenly told him that he was a gay , Song Yu is still quite difficult to accept.

But Yan Baijing couldn't be like this anymore, so Song Yu wouldn't be worrying unnecessarily, and just accompanied Yan Baijing to sell rot.

In today's information age, two people call each other good friends, which means good friends.

Chatting and joking like this is just a joke, no one will take it seriously.

Yan Baijing understood, so he didn't take it too seriously.

But it's fun to chat with Song Yu like this to take advantage of Song Yu.

Just thinking about whether to take advantage of it in the future, Song Yu suddenly looked at Yan Baijing seriously, "I will run 10 laps with you tomorrow, so don't make this kind of deal with seniors in private, isn't your body a body? "

Yan Baijing stared blankly at Song Yu's suddenly strong and undeniable gaze.

It turned out that he already knew.

I thought I would find out later, but I didn't expect Song Yu to find out on the first day of execution.

"Isn't it just basketball training? I, Song Yu, can bear it, don't treat me like a girl! How can I be so fragile, what are you pretending to be in your mind, are you muddled?"

Song Yu scolded Yan Baijing cursingly.

But Yan Baijing suddenly felt a sweetness in his heart.

My heart was filled with emotion.

So subconsciously smiled at Song Yu, and said directly. "You."

After speaking, he was stunned.

But Song Yu didn't think about this sentence at all, "Fuck, I'm not a jerk!"

So should we be thankful that this product will never be able to find the point?

A monkey is indeed a monkey.

However, this monkey is quite cute.