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After living for twenty-three years, Xu Chengyang never expected that the idol he had been obsessively following for five or six years, Deity, turned out to be his senior brother. Thinking about it this way, it seemed possible that he could become the second Fu Weiheng in the future.
“Hahahahahaha...”
The originally noisy Lounge fell silent as Xu Chengyang suddenly burst into laughter, drawing everyone's attention.
Excited and oblivious to those around him, Xu Chengyang stepped forward and firmly grasped Fu Weiheng's noble violinist hand, seriously declaring, “Senior Brother! I am your ninth junior sister!”
Fu Weiheng: “...”
Everyone: “...”
“Xu Chengyang, what trouble are you causing again?” Yang Erjin had somehow made his way from the front stage and stepped forward to slap Xu Chengyang's hand away from Fu Weiheng. “Don't desecrate the divine with your pig hoof.” He then dragged Xu Chengyang to the backstage, shouting for people, “The remaining performers need to get ready; you're going on stage soon.”
Xu Chengyang's resentful voice could be faintly heard from backstage: “Yang Erjin, do you want a beating or something...”
Old Charlie watched the lively scene between the two and couldn't help but sigh, “How nice to be young!”
Bridge was already used to the playful banter between Xu Chengyang and Yang Erjin; he waved his hand and went off to pack up his violin.
Fu Weiheng didn’t look back as he took Su Wan to the restroom to remove her makeup.
Old Charlie smiled meaningfully as he watched Fu Weiheng and Su Wan walk away before returning to his seat in the audience.
When Su Wan finished removing her makeup and returned, Bridge and Xu Chengyang were already dressed and waiting for them. Upon seeing her, Xu Chengyang put away his phone, slung his violin over his back, and smiled brightly, saying, “Yao Yao saved us a spot; let’s hurry.”
Su Wan nodded and walked over to the dressing table to grab her violin but was overtaken by Fu Weiheng. He slung one shoulder strap over his shoulder while holding the Viola case in one hand, saying, “I’ll put the violin in the car; you go ahead.”
Su Wan hesitated for a moment and said, “I’ll go with you.”
"No need." Fu Weiheng raised his idle hand to adjust her collar and said lightly, "It's cold outside."
"Then hurry back," Su Wan replied, slightly lowering her gaze, her face a bit flushed.
"Do you miss me?"
"…"
"Want to kiss me?"
"…"
"Forget the party, come home with me? Hmm?"
"…"
In the end, Su Wan naturally did not indulge his nonsense. After he teased her for no reason, she directly pushed him out of the backstage, her face red as she followed Xu Chengyang and Bridge to the audience seats.
Bridge asked, "Guan Guan, what's wrong with your face? It's so red."
Xu Chengyang reached out to touch her forehead and asked, "Did you catch a chill?"
Su Wan replied, "…It's too hot."
Xu Chengyang looked at Fu Weiheng's departing figure and raised an eyebrow. "Unfulfilled desires?"
Su Wan: "…"
As they reached the audience seats, a program had just ended, and the lights in the venue brightened. Just as Su Wan was about to step in with the light, she instinctively checked her pocket and realized she had left her phone in the changing room. After greeting Xu Chengyang, she hurriedly turned back to the lounge to retrieve her phone.
Su Wan went straight to the changing room. As she lifted the heavy curtain, she saw her phone lying openly on a plastic stool, completely exposed. She should be grateful that most of the people in the lounge had already left; otherwise, who knows where her phone might have ended up by now.
"Cai Cai, what should we do if the drummer is stuck in traffic and can't make it here..."
Just as Su Wan stepped out of the changing room with her phone, she heard a flustered voice coming from the entrance of the lounge.
She glanced over and saw a girl with stage makeup and an avant-garde outfit rushing in. The girl then stood in front of another girl at the vanity who was listening to an MP3 player.
"What did you say?"
The girl had her back to Su Wan; all she could see was the girl suddenly yanking off her earphone cord and her shocked profile.
"The drummer can't make it. There was an accident on Jiahe Road this afternoon, and a bunch of cars are stuck and can't get through..." The stylishly dressed girl panted as she opened a bottle of mineral water and took a sip.
"Damn it, how can this be happening? We have two more programs before ours; where am I supposed to find a drummer right now?"
The girl with the MP3 player stood up in a panic. At that moment, Su Wan finally recognized her face; she was her junior from the same department, known as Wangzai Little Radish on WeChat. Su Wan suddenly recalled how much help Wangzai Little Radish had given her during that incident with Li Jiayuan.
After hesitating for a moment, Su Wan stepped closer to them and boldly asked, "What song?"
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