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

The big screen was completely dark, and suddenly a figure against the light appeared, dancing in the sun.

Soft music also sounded at this moment.

It's completely different from other videos that start with grumpy music.

I couldn't see the dancer's face clearly, but I could only tell from his figure that he was dancing very hard.

The camera slowly approached the person, turned 90° from the backlight to the frontlight, and at the moment when the close-up of the face could be clearly seen, the picture suddenly froze on the man smiling evilly at the camera.

There was an uproar downstairs.

The rhythm of the background suddenly became faster, extending from Song Yu's face, and the camera zoomed out again. A group of dancing people suddenly appeared behind him, following the rhythm, as if enjoying the music.

The majestic music resounded like a Hollywood blockbuster, and the subtitles seemed to appear in front of your eyes.

This is a visual and auditory feast.

At the same time as the fade-in line of subtitles appeared, the silhouettes of all people flashed through the camera, and finally lined up in a row in order.

Everyone had the craziest smiling faces, and Song Yu's arrogance brought out the provocation.

Arrogant?

This question word has small and big, and appears on the big screen from far to near.

The next few shots are silhouettes of usual training.

The sweat shed, everyone's serious expression.

The subtitles went from far to near again, "Arrogance is our slogan."

Song Yu made the gesture of divining the crystal ball with both hands, with a mysterious and deep smile on his face all the time, and the silhouettes of everyone dancing appeared between his hands.

It's like they're all bouncing between his hands.

"Keep your eyes open."

The subtitles suddenly exploded, mixed with the sound of an explosion, and the video turned into darkness.

The majestic music stopped abruptly.

I only heard a magnetic and thick voice with a tantalizing emphasis, which was directly implanted in everyone's ears.

It can't help but make people's soul boil.

"are you ready?"

As soon as this sentence was over, 14 flashlights suddenly lit up on the stage.

At the beginning it was heavy music again, they stepped on the deep drums and moved towards the center of the stage, like robots without emotion walking in the dark night.

From the light traces of the flashlights, it can be seen that this is a group of people who have no passion. Maybe it is the pressure of study, or the pressure of life, which makes them overwhelmed.

The lights of the flashlights were extinguished.

When all the flashlights went out, the music suddenly stopped at this second.

In the next second, the lights and music became restless at the same time, and the group of people also jumped in an instant.

Stepping on the rhythm, everyone had insolent smiles on their faces, as if affected by the video, only one word was written on their faces.

mad.

Although Song Yu is the lead dancer, he is by no means the protagonist of this dance.

The movements are designed so that everyone has the opportunity to lead the dance at the forefront.

From the moment Song Yu appeared, the screams below hadn't stopped, and the atmosphere in the audience exploded like never before.

From the close-up of the big screen, it can be clearly seen that Song Yu's eyes are not only enchanting, but also have a domineering contempt for everything.

Yan Baijing didn't miss this moment, he had watched the dance countless times, how could he not remember which moment in which section was the best to shoot?

"Fuck!! That boy is so handsome!!!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah I've never seen such a boy!!!"

Yan Baijing clearly heard the voices of discussion coming from behind him.

A satisfied smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Of course he is handsome, this is Song Yu.

Song Yu was enjoying the lights and music on the stage, and he was already dancing high. The whole stage seemed to be tailor-made for him. He saw so many people in the audience, and he didn't feel nervous at all. Just as Yan Baijing expected, he belonged to lighting and stage.

Coupled with Yan Baijing's arrogant video introduction, it even aroused his blood.

Song Yu found Yan Baijing who was looking at him in the middle of the first row on the stage. The smile on his face became even more arrogant. He even narrowed his eyes arrogantly at him when he was pushing his hips, making a very sexy gesture. Tongue licking emoji.

After Yan Baijing pressed the shutter quickly, his head went blank.

Song Yu's eyes were too eloquent, and there were too many elements of deliberate seduction in them.

If Yan Baijing hadn't understood that Song Yu liked to joke, he would probably have wondered if Song Yu was cheating after such an encounter.

Yan Baijing's mouth was parched, as if there was something teasing in his heart.

The lower abdomen became hot, and the blood in the whole body was agitated.

Song Yu had no idea how Yan Baijing was in dire straits off the stage. Once he danced into the state, he was like another person.

From a human to a monster.

He is enjoying the stage and has long forgotten about the game.

Yan Baijing looked at Song Yu with a trace of heat in his eyes.

Even if he doesn't want to face it anymore, he can only admit it...

He has feelings for Song Yu.

Song Yu's movements, eyes, and smile.

Fatal attraction to him.

He likes him.

No time, no reason.

Faced with his body's second sincere reaction, Yan Baijing felt bitter in his heart.

He fell in love with Song Yu, and fell in love with a straight man.

In the last formation, everyone formed a heart shape, those standing on the left side stretched out their right hands, those on the right side stretched out their left hands, chopped off their feet, and there was a neat stomping sound, The whole heart seems to be blooming outwards.

And the sound of stomping gradually became faster following the rhythm.

Yan Baijing even felt that his heartbeat was following their rhythm.

At the final climax, everyone turns their backs on the audience, and the lights suddenly go out.

Just when everyone thought this was the end and the applause was thundering, the lights flickered again.

Yan Baijing pointed the camera at Song Yu intently, for fear of missing this moment.

Song Yu and another girl knelt on the ground from the side and slid to the center of the stage. Behind them, two boys supported a girl, and a boy behind the girl held her waist to prevent her from falling.

The rest of the girls split their legs on the ground and held up the broken flowers in their hands.

The overall shape was fully presented in front of everyone at the last drumbeat.

A closer look at their shape turned out to be like a pair of wings.

The meaning of the symbol is self-evident.

The whole shape was frozen for seven seconds before it ended with exclamations.

The scene has turned high, with girls screaming and boys whistling.

Song Yu and everyone in the Etiquette Department seemed to have suddenly shed their arrogance, walked to the front of the stage and bowed to everyone with bright smiles on their faces.

After dancing, Song Yu subconsciously searched for Yan Baijing off the stage.

What is his expression now, is it an excited expression?

Have you been emotionally driven by me, will there be a very high expression on that damn face with a super small expression?

No matter what, Song Yu could only think of Yan Baijing applauding with a faint smile in the audience, at most there was more praise in the smile.

However, looking in the direction where Yan Baijing was seen just now, Yan Baijing was no longer there.

Song Yu felt a little lost in his heart, but it dissipated in an instant.

Anyway, he must have watched the whole scene, and there is still time to watch it after returning to the dormitory.

For some reason, being recognized by Yan Baijing made him happier than being recognized by anyone.

Probably because Yan Baijing is a very good person, and also because I subconsciously think that no matter what, I can't compare with him.

Yan Baijing left the venue and went downstairs to blow the cold wind to calm down his mind and body.

He fell in love with someone again.

It should have been good news for him, at least it proved that he had come out of the shadow of the past.

I thought it was impossible to feel too much about anything in this life.

Even the psychiatrist wondered if he was emotionally deprived after going through that trauma.

So what's next?

Confess?

It was as if a bolt of lightning had been struck in his head, and the almost convulsive pain gathered in his chest all over his body.

There was severe pain for no reason, and he, who had always been calm as usual, suddenly panicked.

Just thinking about being looked at with discriminating cold eyes by Song Yu made my heart throb like it was being pricked by thousands of needles.

Yan Baijing suddenly panicked.

Why do you care so much about his eyes?

Do I like him more than I imagined?

He was indeed timid.

The shadow of junior high school made him dare not take this step again.

This is reality, not an ideal utopian world.

It is impossible for him not to worry about Song Yu's feelings. Song Yu is a straight man. If he finds out that his roommate has dirty thoughts about him, besides disgusting, he really can't think of any other words to describe Song Yu's feelings. .

Yan Baijing suppressed the panic in his heart and calmed himself down.

There is no other way but to hide.

Or is it better to stop thinking about him earlier?

In this way, Song Yu would never know about it, and it would not cause him any trouble.

After thinking about it, Yan Baijing felt that this was the only way.

He straightened his clothes, stood up, took a deep breath, and returned to the dressing room with a calm expression.

Today's performance was very successful. If there were no accidents or shady scenes, the champion would obviously be from the Computer Academy.

When Yan Baijing returned, Song Yu was the only one in Hou's dressing room. Song Yu was changing clothes. When Yan Baijing pushed the door and entered, he happened to see Song Yu take off his clothes, revealing a fair and beautiful back.

The line of the spine is very straight, and the butterfly bone texture on the back is clearly visible.

Yan Baijing froze for a moment, and froze at the door, meeting Song Yu's turned gaze, neither advancing nor retreating.

Song Yu changed his clothes very simply, and smiled happily at Yan Baijing, "You're back, I thought you were gone."

Yan Baijing came back to his senses, and smiled to hide his embarrassment, "The venue was too hot just now, I'll go out to calm down, you danced so well, I can't stand the loud audience below."

Yan Baijing concealed it very well, because his mind is always rational, so his adaptability is really strong.

As a result, Song Yu started to unbutton his pants after changing his clothes. When Yan Baijing saw his movements, his head became hot, and he immediately turned around and pretended to be looking at his mobile phone.

In the end, it was useless at all. Song Yu's figure was vividly displayed through the leather pants, and Yan Baijing could imagine a scene that made people's blood boil without turning around.

With slender legs, the skin on the legs should be as fair as the back.

Such a pair of slender and big white legs are slowly revealed after taking off the pants.

Yan Baijing felt that his imagination was too exaggerated, and if he continued to think this way, there would be no difference between the reaction he would have if he saw it with his own eyes.

So Yan Baijing turned around and stared at Song Yu straightforwardly.

His face didn't change, but his heart couldn't calm down.

It can almost be said that the blood is spurting.

Since you can't hide, then enjoy it.

Yan Baijing leaned against the wall and crossed his hands in front of his chest, watching Song Yu change his clothes.

But Yan Baijing regretted it in the next second.

This is not enjoyment at all, but makes him uncomfortable.

The reason why the blood spurts more than expected is because... the face with smoky makeup has its own discharge skills when it smiles.

"What do you think, Yida?"

Yan Baijing's mind was full of messy things, and he didn't react when he heard this sentence, and said a little dullly: "... huh? It's very beautiful."

As soon as he said the words, he realized that what Song Yu asked was his opinion on their game.

Yan Baijing really wanted to bite off his tongue.

"The people below are all high. If there is no accident, we should be the champion."

And then I didn’t forget to add, “After all, I made the video.”

Song Yu pouted, "I've never seen such a shameless person like you, and you still don't forget to praise yourself at this time."

Yan Baijing smiled, "It's not the first day you know me, and it's not the first time I've said that excessive modesty is called pretense."

Song Yu felt that the video made by Yan Baijing was clearly a copy of Yan Baijing.

One word.

mad.

Song Yu changed clothes quite quickly, so Yan Baijing didn't need to be tortured for long.

Because the computer academy's performance was so outstanding, the judges decided to give them a final score.

Soon all the competitions were over, and at the critical moment when the judges announced the scores, everyone's hearts were raised.

Numbers scrolled across the big screen.

Finally, it was fixed on the number "5".

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Song Yu's heart was hammered hard.

incredible.

"why!"