Toffee Master

The auditorium of Changqing High School is very large, and the stage is wider than the small private theater of Li Pingting's family.

Before the other classes came over, the students in Class [-], Grade [-] got acquainted with the width of the new stage with great difficulty, and they just waited for the final rehearsal before they could officially appear on the stage, but before that, they had to go back to class.

Tang Ye fell at the end of the class, yawning as he walked towards the class.

"Sleepy?" Yang Xingyu asked beside him.

"Hmm..." Tang Ye replied weakly, and his eyelids began to sink more and more.

Yang Xingyu frowned, Xiaotangzhi's dark circles were too serious.

"The first period is Lao Zhou's class. It's probably about last week's exam paper. I remember you made a mistake on the last question. You can catch up later. When Lao Zhou talks about the last question, I'll wake you up again."

"Okay, thank you Brother Yu."

Tang Ye's feet fluttered, and he accidentally bumped into Yang Xingyu's arm, so most of the people leaned against it.

Yang Xingyu took advantage of the situation and pinched his elbow: "Be careful."

"Brother Yu, Tang Ye, you..."

Wang Zhuqi turned his head and saw this scene just in time, and swallowed the words that came to his lips.

The fair-skinned boy half-closed his eyes and leaned lazily against the dark-skinned boy.

The black-skinned boy supported him worriedly, and carefully led him forward, lest he hit an obstacle.

The height difference between the two is about half a head. From Wang Zhuqi's perspective, it looks like Tang Ye is being hugged by Yang Xingyu, but in fact there is still a certain distance between the two.

Wang Zhuqi turned around abruptly, covered his mouth with his hands guiltily, and kept muttering: "Do not look at evil, do not look at evil...Huh? No, what can't be seen?"

He scratched his confused big head, and rationally told himself that this was just a mutual help between brothers, but his body just couldn't turn around.

Wang Zhuqi frowned slightly, thinking about what happened in the past period, brother Yu...wasn't that nice to Tang Ye?So good to the point of being weird?

His confusion began to be abnormal.

During class, he always sneaked a peek at the two of them intentionally or unintentionally, but Tang Ye only slept when he was sleeping, and Yang Xingyu took the class seriously as always, occasionally fishing.

When get out of class was over, because he felt awkward, he would rather squat on the seat and hand out mushrooms than go in front of Yang Xingyu.

Yang Xingyu only thought that Wang Zhuqi was worried about tonight's official performance, so he didn't think too much about it, and he didn't come, so he and Xiaotangzhi were left clean.

He glanced at Tang Ye who was sleeping soundly next to him. His right cheek was pressed into a ball by his hand, and his mouth was squeezed into a chick's beak. There were still a few red marks on his left cheek.

Yang Xingyu smiled, looked around guiltily, secretly put the phone on his lap, turned the camera upward, and took a picture of Tang Ye's appearance.

Wang Zhuqi didn't see his specific movements, but he saw his downcast eyes, his protruding double chin... and his smile at Tang Ye.

His heart skipped a beat, and an idea popped up suddenly.

Wang Zhuqi twitched the corner of his mouth, no way...

The fourth class in the morning was almost over, and it was the rehearsal time for Class [-] of Senior Two. Li Pingting and Zhou Li simply applied to order meals for the whole class, and used the lunch break to rehearse again.

After getting the unanimous consent of the whole class, Zhou Li gave the meal fee to Wang Zhuqi.

Wang Zhuqi could only put his own thoughts behind him for the time being, and busy himself with serving the whole class.

The props group also specially practiced makeup, taking advantage of the time at noon, they also put on light makeup for the students participating in the performance.

But Tang Ye and Yang Xingyu didn't turn out, one was because they were already very fair and had to go into the water, and the other was because their skin was too dark and they couldn't find a suitable color number.

Before the official opening of the school celebration performance, the students of Class [-], Grade [-] finally got used to the school's stage. They sat in the designated seats in the auditorium, waiting excitedly and expectantly for their performance.

Tang Ye and Yang Xingyu sat in the farthest corner, because they were the main actors, and they had to go backstage before the performance started. In order not to delay other students from watching the performance, they had to be close to the aisle.

Students came in one after another in the auditorium, and it gradually became noisy.

Tang Ye turned around excitedly and looked back.

"Brother Yu, this is the first time for me...why is your body so stiff?"

He touched Yang Xingyu who was beside him, but was taken aback by the hardness of his muscles, and swallowed the rest of the words about seeing such a big scene for the first time at the school celebration.

Yang Xingyu let out a bewildered sound as if he just came back to his senses. He took out the last toffee from his pocket and threw it into his mouth: "It's okay, what did you want to say just now?"

Tang Ye blinked, turned around and whispered with a smile, "Hey, Brother Yu, to be honest..."

"Say, say what?"

Tang Ye raised his eyebrows, with an expression I knew: "You really are depressed because you don't have makeup on!"

Yang Xingyu was stunned for a moment, and burst out laughing. He pulled Tang Ye's cheek in feigned anger: "Nonsense! Brother Yu, I am naturally beautiful, do I need to paint it on?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, Brother Yu, what you said has angered most of the students in our class."

Yang Xingyu looked around subconsciously. The makeup skills of the props group in their class were actually good, but the stage makeup itself required a bit thicker, so both boys and girls' faces looked like whitewashed faces, and the eye shadow and false eyelashes were also exaggerated.

He shrank his neck, but luckily no one heard him.

Seeing that he had relaxed, Tang Ye nodded in satisfaction. Yang Xingyu was so nervous before going on stage, and he was a little cute.

The auditorium of Changqing High School has two floors of auditoriums, which can accommodate students of three grades at the same time. It is used for such occasions as school celebrations. When it was first established, it was criticized as extravagant and wasteful.

However, Changqing High School has a lot of money and wealth, and they directly threw out an expense list. The meaning is obvious. Our school uses our own money, and we can do whatever we like. What does it have to do with you!

The auditorium gradually filled with people, and the teacher also sat at the closest position to the stage. At the last minute before the school celebration, the principal of Changqing High School walked in with a thermos.

It was a high-spirited woman with short shoulder-length hair and a beige professional suit. As soon as she walked in, the teachers sitting in the front greeted her with smiles.

The women responded one by one, walked to the middle position, and subconsciously glanced back before sitting down. When they saw Tang Ye, they paused, and the smile on their faces grew wider.

Tang Ye's eyes lit up, he waved his hand to greet her, and mouthed Aunt Wang.

Yang Xingyu didn't notice his movements. When he saw the headmaster's eyes sweeping towards him, he frowned and muttered in a low voice, "I haven't done anything wrong recently, why is headmaster Wang smiling so brightly at me..."

He trembled all over and rubbed his arms, "It's weird, it's weird!"

The school celebration officially began, and the host was a third-year senior, who was also an announcer in the radio room.

The principal's speech was still the first item of the meeting, but unlike the others, Principal Wang spoke concisely, and it took less than 3 minutes from stepping on stage to stepping down.

When she finished her speech, the students applauded especially enthusiastically.

Principal Wang smiled knowingly. As soon as she returned to her seat and sat down, the auditorium darkened.

"Principal Wang is good at this. There is not much nonsense, and there is no need to be exposed to the sun and wind when holding activities outside."

Yang Xingyu's smiling voice appeared next to Tang Ye's ear, followed by the hot breath he exhaled when he spoke.

Tang Ye froze. The first program had already started. It was a hip-hop dance from Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School. It was very suitable as an opening performance to warm up the scene. The violent and fast drumming combined with his sudden rapid heartbeat.

When he turned his head slightly, he could see Yang Xingyu's profile in the dark. The lights on the stage would occasionally hit his straight nose and thick eyelashes.

The darkness emboldened him.

Tang Ye's eyes were focused and fascinated, as if he saw the little boy who stood outside the window and kept making him happy when he was a child.

Yang Xingyu naturally noticed his gaze, and also vaguely smelled the sweetness on the little candy paper. He didn't dare to move, so he could only keep watching the stage, but his attention had already drifted to nowhere. His eyes were like demons dancing wildly.

Why does Xiaotangzhi look at herself?

Are you really looking at yourself, or are you looking at the people around you?

Will he meet Xiaotangzhi's eyes when he turns his head now?What does Xiaotangzhi look like now?

Yang Xingyu tried his best to control his thoughts of turning his head. He was afraid of finding out that Tang Ye was not looking at him, and he was also afraid of accidentally revealing his feelings for Tang Ye.

At the end of the first program, there were warm applause and cheers in the auditorium.

Tang Ye was awakened by bursts of enthusiasm. He realized what he was doing just now, his face became hot, and he quickly turned his head to join the cheering ranks.

Yang Xingyu breathed a sigh of relief, his stiff back finally relaxed. He leaned on the back of the chair, glanced at Tang Ye next to him, couldn't help laughing, and cheered without looking at anything. Cried.

Tang Ye found that the quality of Changqing High School's celebration performance was surprisingly high. It wasn't like what Yang Xingyu said, he would be so bored that he would fall asleep, and his stomach hurt from laughing at the few skits in the middle.

There were still about seven programs before their debut, and the staff in charge of the school celebration came along the wall.

"Is it Class [-], Grade [-]?"

Tang Ye, who was concentrating on performing on stage, was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the voice, and subconsciously said, "Yes!"

The staff laughed softly: "I'm sorry to scare you, I'm here to inform your class to go backstage, it's time for you to get ready."

"So early?" Tang Ye counted the program list, and there was a sketch at the end, which he was quite looking forward to.

"Your class has more props, the sooner you prepare, the better."

Tang Ye nodded, thanked the other party, reluctantly stuffed the program list into his pocket, approached Yang Xingyu and said, "Brother Yu, we should go, you should talk to Zhuzi."

Yang Xingyu had heard it a long time ago, and in response, he extended his arms and patted Wang Zhuqi who was diagonally ahead.

Most of the students in Class [-], Grade [-] stood up. They tried not to make a sound, and one by one they groped along the aisle into the backstage.

Tang Ye was at the back, and he glanced at the stage, where "The Daughter of the Sea" was about to be staged.