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

When Yan Baijing woke up, Song Yu was still sound asleep.

Seeing the tired look on his face, Yan Baijing didn't wake him up. Although he fell asleep yesterday, he could still feel that someone was taking care of him until late at night.

But by coincidence, this class is called.

"Song Yu!"

"arrive."

……

"Yan Baijing!"

"Yan Baijing?"

"Didn't you come to class?"

"Go back to his dormitory and tell him that he didn't have his usual grades in this class."

There was an uproar.

Almost everyone focused their attention on Yan Baijing who was sitting in the middle.

Yan Baijing continued to take notes in his notebook as if he hadn't heard.

Just now he answered for Song Yu, and the teacher called out a name to see the person, just to prevent this kind of behavior of answering for others.

For him, it doesn't matter whether he wants a normal share or not.

After class, Yan Baijing was on his way back to the dormitory after shopping, when he received a call from Song Yu.

"Sorry, I overslept today, why didn't you wake me up?"

It still has the nasal sound of when I just woke up, and my voice is still a little hoarse.

Yan Baijing smiled slightly.

"I took care of me last night. Isn't it normal to oversleep? It's just a roll call. Don't worry about it."

Good things don't go out, bad things pass thousands of miles.

The perpetrator himself hadn't returned to the dormitory, Song Yu already knew that he had been named, and that Yan Baijing had helped him.

I don't know whether this is good or bad in today's rapid information development.

"Thank you."

Yan Baijing sneered, "Are you an idiot? Be polite to me again, I'll fuck you up."

"Have you gotten up? If you haven't woken up yet, get up quickly. I'll bring you food back home."

Song Yu felt warm on the other end of the phone.

"Okay."

Yan Baijing has a cold and has a nasal sound when singing.

During the rehearsal, Song Yu didn't feel that this nasal sound made Yan Baijing's voice so unpleasant.

Quite the opposite.

Yan Baijing, who originally belonged to the voice of a pornographic male anchor, added a strong nasal voice, which simply cannot be described as sexy.

Song Yu got goosebumps when he heard it.

"Yida, you don't have a good voice, why don't you sing, you just do lip-syncing."

In order to prevent her ear from becoming pregnant, Song Yu directly stopped.

In less than a week, it will be the New Year's Day party of the Computer Academy.

The closer it is to the New Year's Eve party, the stronger the sense of urgency within the student union.

Especially the Arts Department in charge of the program.

Several program directors were so busy all day that they almost lost half of their skin.

However, this busy meal is not without fruit.

At least the first rehearsal tonight made everyone feel a sense of accomplishment after hard work.

The program of Yan Baijing and Song Yu was the climax program in the middle.

With the foil of fluorescent dance, Yan Baijing's dark side role is vividly performed.

This leads to a problem, the content of the sunny personality played by Song Yu is not as rich as the dark side.

The Minister of Literature and Art gritted his teeth, and called several people from the hip-hop show together and asked to compose a short dance within three days.

Song Yu was taken aback when he heard this arrangement.

Isn't it difficult for someone to compose and dance a whole song in three days?

But what Song Yu didn't expect was that the hip-hop dancers agreed without hesitation.

The reason is...they have long wanted to be in this show together.

A few people simply discussed and withdrew the original dance, and went to Song Yu and Yan Baijing's show.

There is no difference in the rhythm of the two songs, so the dance is saved.

After discussing it well, after practicing it once, the effect shocked everyone.

The contrast between half sunny and half dark is reflected in an instant.

Not to mention that the voices and performances of the two lead singers are quite in place.

For a while, this program can be said to be the most anticipated part of the entire student union.

Incorporating singing, dancing, and even acting.

Everyone is looking forward to the official performance on the 25th.

On the 25th day.

According to the program of the party, Yan Baijing and Song Yu got up at seven o'clock in the morning and rushed to the auditorium.

Busy on the way along the way, I also wolfed down breakfast and stuffed it into my stomach. When I arrived at the venue, I found that people from the Propaganda Department had already started to arrange in the auditorium.

Yan Baijing held positions in two departments, first went to the Internet Information Department to sign in, and then returned to the Etiquette Department to help the Etiquette Department prepare the fruit plate that the leader would eat at night.

The etiquette department has a heavy burden today, and all the actors in charge of makeup are members of the etiquette department. The makeup starts at twelve o'clock at noon and must be finished at two o'clock.

Two o'clock in the afternoon is the rehearsal with makeup. The first rehearsal lasts until 04:30 pm, and the second rehearsal starts roughly at 45:45 pm and ends at [-]:[-] pm.

After the rehearsal, the Etiquette Department was in place at seven o'clock to welcome the leaders, and at 07:30, the party officially began.

Yan Baijing went through the things related to him all day, and suddenly felt a headache.

The schedule is very tight, and there is no rest time at all.

But there is only one most important party in a year, and the college has worked hard to prepare for three months, just for today.

In terms of hard work, the Propaganda Department is the hardest part. In the auditorium of ten thousand people, it is really exhausting to dress up.

I heard that the Propaganda Department has been preparing handicrafts for tonight's venue layout after the military training.

Everyone has their own busy affairs, but Yan Baijing has nothing to complain about.

Tossing the fruit plate with Song Yu, it was twelve o'clock before I knew it.

The program team came in one by one, and the etiquette department began to get busy.

Who knew that Song Yu was also a professional eyeliner.

It's more like that than what the girls drew.

Seeing Yan Baijing's skeptical gaze, Song Yu smiled, "It's not that I'm a big fan, he loves eyeliner and smoky makeup, so I specially learned it."

It is human instinct to love houses and birds.

In this way, Yan Baijing understood.

A few days ago, the fan of The Voice on The Voice realized his dream and sang on the same stage with him, but this guy was so envious that he wanted to participate in The Voice.

Song Yu said proudly, "I'm the only idol like him. I liked him when he first debuted. I'm happy if I say I'm stupid."

Yan Baijing didn't laugh at him.

Because it is also his favorite singer.

I like him free and easy, confident, natural and gentleman.

Well-spoken and often humorous.

Most importantly, the song "outlawsoflove" really touched his heart.

And tonight, Song Yu had been looking forward to it for a long time.

Because it was the master's song, Song Yu wanted to interpret it to the best.

He said, "Do you know how it feels to want to turn yourself into him because you like it?"

Yan Baijing shook his head.

He is not as crazy as Song Yu, and what he can do for the person he likes is to accompany him to do what he likes.

For example, obediently asked Song Yu to put on smoky makeup on him.

Yan Baijing's eyes with smoky makeup are not as lazy as before, and if he frowns, he will look quite sharp.

If the face is expressionless, the eyes will be deeper than before.

The already straight facial features are more contoured under the effect of makeup.

Song Yu couldn't help but admire.

"How the fuck are you so perfect?"

Yan Baijing didn't hesitate.

"My parents are born well, there is no way."

Actually you too.

You are different in my eyes.

Song Yu's attire was not as exaggerated as Yan Baijing's.

Simple makeup, white sweater, red scarf.

If he blinked on purpose again, showing a pure look, he would look like a pure little sheep.

Although Yan Baijing knew that the person under the appearance of the little sheep was not such a white person at all.

However, Yan Baijing was still attracted by his youthful attire.

Whether it's him dancing on the stage like a peacock, or the young one in front of him like a little sheep, or the one jumping up and down like a monkey.

They could catch his eyes in an instant.

There was no way to look away again.

Yan Baijing changed into leather pants, leather boots, and a tuxedo with tails.

He really didn't understand Jiang Yang's bad taste.

He looked helplessly at Jiang Yang who was covering his mouth and giggling.

"Hey, after you two tried it on, I was successfully popularized by you two about what is an enchanting and beautiful man."

"But Yan Baijing is Yan Baijing, the leather trousers he wears are all painted with smoky makeup, Yan Baijing and you don't have the same style at all!" Jiang Yang casually insulted Song Yu.

Song Yu didn't refute, "Yes! He's super handsome!"

Yan Baijing curled the corner of his mouth, "Song Yu wears it more sexy than me, I can't show the enchantment of leather pants at all."

As soon as these words came out, Song Yu immediately elbowed Yan Baijing's lower abdomen.

"Your uncle's!"

Yan Baijing felt a little pain, "When will you stop being so irritable?"

"Fuck, if a dog bites me, I have to pretend I don't care and say a word, I don't care about it with you? Are you making an international joke, I have never been a person who swallows my anger."

Yan Baijing pushed the back of Song Yu's head forward without saying a word.

"What are you yelling about, I'm Dongdu wolf, you little yellow chicken owes you shit all day long."

While fighting, the first round of rehearsals had already begun.

The purpose of the rehearsal is to find the correct position without biasing the stage.

Song Yu and Yan Baijing's program should pay special attention not to be biased, and each takes half of the position.

So these two have been tossed a lot.

After one round, Song Yu and Yan Baijing almost turned into chess on stage, letting others manipulate their positions.

Due to the tight time today, the requirements during the rehearsal were also very strict, and Song Yu also got angry for no reason, but Yan Baijing tried to persuade him, but he didn't get angry.

When they got down, Song Yu frowned.

"It's so fucking hot, what the hell is going on, is it interesting to pay attention to those details? It's just a centimeter and I need to move it, isn't it sick!"

Yan Baijing smiled softly, "As for the big fire, just follow your own ideas at night. After all, you are the one who knows this song best, not them."

Indeed, for this performance, Song Yu was much more concerned than Lala.

I have to revisit the content of the MV almost every day, open my voice with a cup of hot water every morning, and translate the lyrics into different versions over and over again.

Yan Baijing reckoned that Song Yu put all his life's English proficiency into this song.

But the sentence that moved Yan Baijing the most was,

"Because I'm performing with you, can I not be serious!"

Although he knew he didn't mean that, but Yan Baijing couldn't help feeling warm.

After picking up the leader, Yan Baijing and Song Yu went to the waiting room to wait.

At 07:30 in the evening, the lights are turned off.

The auditorium for ten thousand people was filled with tickets issued by the Propaganda Department.

Even students from other schools came.

There were no empty seats, and those standing in the back could only see the big screen.

In the darkness, the surrounding speakers sounded the countdown sound of clocks ticking.

The video was also shown on the big screen.

This video is not as gorgeous as the cheerleading video.

This video is very simple. It uses a fast-forward camera to go around the campus from the school gate, through the most famous lover's road, through the snack street, South Square, and all the famous scenic spots. Finally, with the faster and faster clocks, Enter the library, climb the stairs, open the front door, and there is a creak.

Video turns black.

The scene was also pitch black, with only the glow sticks flickering.

Suddenly exciting music sounded, and a line of words flashed on the screen.

"My style, my youth."

"2013 New Year's Day Party of Computer Academy."

Yan Baijing's deep voice echoed in the stereo.

"are you ready?"

The countdown starts on the big screen.

I don't know if the opening video was too passionate, or today is Christmas, and the audience counted down following the numbers on the big screen.

"5"

"4"

"3"

"2"

"1"