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Chapter 702: Four Shadows of Rose (4)

Inside the Ning University Auditorium, the Arts and Literature Department was checking the rehearsal status of each program in an orderly manner according to the program list.

As the lights intersect, Song Yuesheng on the stage gently strokes her male partner's cheek with her fingertips, her eyes full of tenderness.

The spotlight followed her every move and smile, casting a hazy glow on her outline.

"Snapped--"

The sound of knuckles cracking could be heard from the entrance to the auditorium.

Pei Zhaoye's gaze was fixed on the perfect couple in the center of the stage, the anger in his eyes almost turning into reality.

The blood was pounding in my temples and the only sound in my ears was my own heavy breathing.

He rushed forward in two steps at a time, and leaped onto the stage amid the exclamations of the students around him.

The fist swung towards the man's face with a sound of wind.

In a flash, Song Yuesheng suddenly pulled the man behind him.

Pei Zhaoye's fist brushed past her hair, causing a few strands of her hair to fly.

"Song Yuesheng, you actually protected him!"

Pei Zhaoye's voice was terribly low.

His gaze passed over Song Yuesheng's shoulder and stared at the cowering figure, as if he wanted to torture the other person with his eyes.

Song Yuesheng glanced at the slightly shaking curtain on the right, frowned and shouted coldly: "What are you crazy about? Leave quickly and don't waste everyone's time."

"go Ape?"

Pei Zhaoye sneered, and that laugh made everyone around him shudder.

"My girlfriend is having an affair with another man and she's defending him, and no one told me, and you're saying I'm crazy."

His eyes swept across the stunned audience and then returned to Song Yuesheng.

Song Yuesheng was somewhat helpless: "Didn't I tell you? It's required for the stage play."

Pei Zhaoye sneered: "Is there any evening party performance that requires arm-in-arms and flirting?"

Sang Wan wanted to explain for her friend, but Song Yuesheng secretly pinched her palm, signaling her not to say anything.

Ok?

What does Xiaoyue want to do?

This subtle movement did not escape Pei Zhaoye's eyes, and his anger was instantly ignited to the extreme.

"Good, very good. You guys... are fine."

Pei Zhaoye's voice was as cold as ice.

Sudden.

He grabbed Song Yuesheng's wrist and threw her away.

Song Yuesheng proposed to play the role of a cross-dresser just for this moment, so she did not resist at all and allowed her body to lose balance.

There was a dull thud, and sharp pain came from the elbows and knees.

no way.

The self-torture tactic works, but it comes at a painful price.

Pei Zhaoye was stunned.

He looked at Song Yuesheng lying on the ground, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

But when he saw the man walking quickly towards Song Yuesheng, his anger once again devoured his reason.

He was about to rush forward with his fist, but saw Song Yuesheng flip over and stand up, grab his arm, use the force to give him a clean shoulder throw.

"boom!"

Pei Zhaoye fell heavily on the stage, shaking the wooden stage.

He lay on his back on the ground, looking at Song Yuesheng in disbelief, "You couldn't dodge just now, but now you can hit me for him?"

In addition to anger, hurt almost overflowed from his voice.

Song Yuesheng felt unbearable pain, but there were so many people around at the moment, and... he had to make a symbolic payment of the client's eight million.

She took a deep breath and looked at Pei Zhaoye coldly: "Can you stop being so unreasonable? The stage play hasn't finished yet, and we still have five or six shows after that. If there is anything, we can talk about it after rehearsals. You are wasting everyone's time now."

"Unreasonable?"

Pei Zhaoye slowly got up, untied his tie, and smiled dangerously, "It seems I have to cripple him today."

"enough!"

Song Yuesheng suddenly raised her voice, and her clear voice echoed in the silent auditorium, "Pei Zhaoye! He is Sang Wan!"

Amid everyone's shocked gazes, Song Yuesheng signaled the "man" to step forward.

Sang Wan took a deep breath, reached out and removed the human skin mask on his face, revealing a baby face with freckles.

There was an uproar.

Pei Zhaoye froze in place, as if struck by lightning.

His eyes moved back and forth between the two faces, the expressions on their faces changing from rage to shock, and finally freezing in an almost comical blankness.

"Song Yuesheng..."

He called her name carefully, his voice so soft that it was almost inaudible.

"roll."

Song Yuesheng said coldly.

Pei Zhaoye had no choice but to turn to Sang Wan, hoping that his friend Song Yuesheng would help to intercede: "I just..."

Sang Wan quickly waved her hand to interrupt: "No need to apologize, I understand."

Based on her years of experience reading comics, her relationship between the two of them was no longer the same as it was when she went to Xiaoyue's house two weeks ago.

At that time, it was hard to tell who liked whom more.

but now……

She looked between the two of them.

Pei Zhaoye seemed to be the one who was more deeply in love.

Sang Wan turned to Song Yuesheng: "Xiao Yue, I think..."

"You don't have to speak for him," Song Yuesheng interrupted her, "I don't have a boyfriend who gets angry without knowing the truth."

When Pei Zhaoye heard this, he didn't care about her anger at all, and immediately approached her and pestered her: "You have it."

"No."

Song Yuesheng took a step back and kept his distance from him.

She bowed and apologized to the stunned students in the audience: "I'm sorry for delaying your rehearsal time. I will treat all the students to milk tea tomorrow."

As he spoke, Pei Zhaoye had quietly approached her and took her hand.

When he saw the bleeding scratch on her palm, his voice was full of heartache.

"How did this happen?"

Song Yuesheng shook off his hand, curled his lips and sneered: "You just shook it off. Do you want to see the wound on my leg?"

Pei Zhaoye's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes full of self-blame: "I'm sorry."

"I don't forgive."

Song Yuesheng turned around and was about to leave, but the pain in her body made her hesitate.

She slowed down and walked with a limp, but still kept her back straight, playing the role of someone who refused to show weakness.

Pei Zhaoye immediately stepped forward, his voice filled with an unprecedented pleading: "Even if you are angry with me, don't joke with your body. If you walk home like this, what if you meet a bad guy on the way... Can I carry you on my back?"

"not good."

Song Yuesheng stopped and refused, but did not look back.

"I still have Sang Wan to help me walk even if you're not here. If Sang Wan needs help, there are other people. It's impossible to find someone in the whole school. Unless you use your connections to get no one to help me from here to my house."

"I won't do that." Pei Zhaoye hastily assured.

"I do not believe."

Song Yuesheng's voice was still cold.

She glanced at the curtain on the right, thought for a moment, took a step forward, and naturally staggered, letting out a soft "ouch".

Pei Zhaoye quickly supported her, his arms firmly around her waist.

Song Yuesheng coughed lightly, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed across his face: "Well, carry me home."

Pei Zhaoye's eyes lit up instantly and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

Song Yuesheng reached out and pinched his face: "Don't laugh, I haven't forgiven you yet."

"Ah."

Pei Zhaoye responded obediently, squatted in front of her, and carefully carried her on his back, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world.

Song Yuesheng was looking at the curtain on the right.

The curtain was drawn back, and there was no one there.

Su Yutang?

Her show was the third one, and she had already gone backstage.

Everyone in the auditorium was stunned for a long time.

They always thought that Song Yuesheng was trying to marry above her station, just like when she was pursuing someone, she would definitely try to curry favor with him after becoming his girlfriend.

But the scene just now completely overturned their cognition.

Not to mention that Pei Zhaoye was so cautious and willing to be humble in front of Song Yuesheng, just the scene of Song Yuesheng standing up from the ground swiftly to protect the person in time and throwing Pei Zhaoye over his shoulder was a very explosive point of discussion.

The Minister of Literature and Art finally found his voice: "Sang Wan, do they... usually get along like this?"

Sang Wan looked at the two people's backs as they left and shook her head: "I don't know. When I was looking for Xiaoyue, I rarely saw them together."

A celebrity once said that interfering in a couple's affairs will not end well.

What's more, Xiaoyue and Pei Zhaoye's situations are a bit special.

There are only ten days left before the commission deadline...

If the commission is not completed, the deposit will be refunded.

Although it doesn’t have much impact, if it fails, it will be the first order in history, and I will always feel a little uncomfortable.