Chapter 44: The Student and His Little Prince (44)
The follower and his little prince (Part 44)
"The next performer is Song Ning!"
Cheers and whistles echoed throughout Q University, and many guests who didn't know what was going on inevitably became curious.
"Why does this Song Ning seem to be very famous?"
"Hey, does this name sound familiar?"
"Is he a very talented student? That's interesting. I have to cheer myself up."
Walking onto the stage with the spotlight on, was Song Ning, glowing with confidence as if he were one with the stars.
He was wearing a silver-white performance suit. Under the dim spotlight, tiny starlight dotted on the fabric was faintly visible. On his collar was an extremely delicate feather, which also faintly reflected luxurious light.
The fitted performance clothes made his waist look extremely thin. Countless girls in the audience cast envious glances at him. Following his slender waist, they showed his straight and well-proportioned legs that came from years of dancing practice.
He just stood there, with a natural confidence and temperament that made it impossible for everyone to take their eyes off him.
And when he started dancing to the music, his ultimate dancing posture brought by his confidence and strength gave everyone a supreme enjoyment.
His toes and fingertips seemed to step on people's hearts from time to time with his breathing, sometimes brilliant, sometimes hazy, sometimes charming, and sometimes cold.
His every smile, every move touched everyone, but they kept changing with the music, as if he was living in that music and separated from the human world.
Until he suddenly lunged forward to the beat of the drum like a dying fish!
That kind of jumping and dancing seemed like the final farewell of lovers, and also like the last cry of heaven and earth. His dance stopped, the drum beats came suddenly, and the music stopped abruptly.
The dance is over.
The audience held their breath and remained silent for nearly five seconds, and then burst into the loudest explosion and thunderous applause of the night!
Many people were even so immersed in the performance that they only came back to their senses in a trance when thunderous applause broke out.
Lance stood backstage with his eyes closed, but a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
His little prince finally stepped onto the stage that should have belonged to him.
This is great.
offstage.
Song Yue was so touched that he carefully saved the video on his mobile phone, and then he started clapping.
While clapping, he did not forget to glance at Xu Yi behind him with a puzzled tone.
"Why don't you applaud? Do you think Ningning's performance was bad?"
"No, it's not."
Xu Yi looked at the stage blankly, his hands unconsciously raised to applaud, but a great sense of confusion flashed through his heart.
This, this is Song Ning?
Wasn't Song Ning just dancing a cheap dance for fun?
Who is this shining person on the stage?
His eyes were full of confusion, and deep in them there was a hint of deep admiration and inferiority.
Song Qing was sitting next to him, and he was wrong to see all this admiration.
His nails suddenly dug into his palms and he bit his lower lip tightly.
Song Ning, Song Ning, Song Ning, damn Song Ning!
He took a deep breath, but suppressed the embarrassment and resentment in his heart and reminded Xu Yi in a soft voice.
"Brother Yi, we should get ready. Don't forget our purpose today."
He paused and added deliberately.
"If I can become the future heir of the Song family, then Brother Yi, you should be able to get your position as the president of the student union back smoothly."
Xu Yi suddenly turned his head and looked at Song Qing.
"Are you threatening me?"
For the first time, Song Qing removed all the emotions except admiration in his eyes, revealing his morbid possessiveness and resentment.
He spoke very lightly, but his expression was ugly.
"Brother Yi, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm just making plans for our future together."
Xu Yi was silent for a few seconds.
Song Qing refused to be outdone and looked him in the eye.
After a while, Xu Yi turned his head in embarrassment.
"I see. I won't miss this opportunity."
Song Qing smiled sweetly, with malice and satisfaction intertwined in her eyes.
"I know that Brother Yi is the smartest and the best. Let's go. It's time to get ready to put on a good show for some people."
Xu Yi left first, and Song Qing waited for a while and then pretended to be a passerby and "informed" Song Yue and Song Ning that they had asked him to wait for him at the dormitory.
Song Yue glanced at the familiar face in front of him, whom he had just found out not long ago. His heart sank slightly, but he smiled innocently on his face.
"Ningning is looking for me? Then little classmate, please lead the way quickly. He performed so well tonight. I have to celebrate for him!"
Is this the illegitimate child that Song Heng wanted to acknowledge even though he drove away his original wife?
Is this thing worth it?
Song Yue sneered in his heart and tapped the side of his watch twice with his fingers. Then he happily followed Song Qing and left the lively performance scene.
"Lance, Lance, it's your turn."
The teacher in charge looked around and finally found the person at the stage entrance.
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the little prince who had been shining brightly on the stage just now flew into Lance's arms like a butterfly. The starlight and brilliance in his eyes had not yet faded, but were stained with a blush of excitement and affection.
"Lance, did you see that just now? I think I performed perfectly today!"
This is the most perfect one since I started practicing!
Lance hugged the man tightly in his arms, his voice hoarse and inexplicable.
"Of course I saw it. I saw every hair of my little prince. He performed perfectly."
He couldn't even remember how much memory he had used to record this moment that belonged to the little prince in 360 degrees. Every minute and every second was a myth in his heart.
Song Ning kissed him with a smile, but his face was serious.
"Okay, don't tease me. I know you can't see it backstage."
He punched Lance's chest gently. "But the good news is that I can find a good spot to enjoy your performance right away, so you better do your best to slap the faces of all the haters, my boyfriend."
He thought about it, blushed, stood on tiptoe and kissed Lance on the cheek with a shy tone.
"This is a blessing from the little prince~"
...So sweet, so would it be a bit inhuman for me to urge Lance to go on stage now?
The teacher in charge swallowed hard.
However, if she didn't go on stage, she was worried that some of the trolls on the forum would become even more proud.
【? 】
[Where are the idiots who are speaking for Lance? Stand up and speak for your father. Look carefully. The host has been saying Lance's name for a full minute and no one has come on stage. Is this what you call no shady dealings?]
[This is so funny, I thought Lance was really that tough and awesome, but this is it? ]
[You don't even dare to come out and explain? Lance Giegie, no way, no way, no way? Others have praised you as a top student and a great scholar, and now you are trying to escape at the last minute? ]
The forum was inexplicably disturbed by the army of haters again, and the spotlight on the stage suddenly went out.
The next second, the spotlight lit up next to the empty piano, and a handsome man like a god sat quietly on the piano.
Those slender fingers pressed the keys without hesitation, and it seemed to suddenly touch people's hearts.
This is the impossible piano that the haters are talking about?