The treasure in the palm of Mr. Cheng

Chapter 5 Rehearsal
After arriving at the school, Song Yao went directly to the rehearsal room of the school's art department.

The president of the student union who invited her to participate in the program had already been waiting at the door of the teaching building. When you saw Song Yao's arrival, your eyes lit up and you rushed to meet him.

"Song Xuemei, long time no see!"

The boy's appearance is only in the upper middle class, but the confidence in his body is something other boys can't learn. After all, he has worked in the student union for several years, and he has also been contaminated with some social atmosphere.

But in Song Yao's eyes, he is still nothing, just learning to walk like an adult.

"Hello." Song Yao just nodded politely, without even smiling at the corner of his mouth.

Wang Siming didn't care at all, who doesn't know the character of Goddess Song?As long as he can get involved with Song Yao, he will be more famous in the whole school than in the future.

"Sister, you must not be familiar with me, right? My name is Wang Siming, and my company used to cooperate with your company."

Wang Siming is smart, knowing that this woman will not associate with people of different backgrounds, so he first expresses the meaning of his extraordinary family background.

Song Yao nodded on the surface, but he was even more disdainful in his heart. If you cooperate with my company, you are very good?Is it a little too childish?
Wang Siming said one sentence after another, and she felt that her ears were very noisy.

"Senior, do you have anything else to do? If there's nothing else, I'm going in to rehearse."

The two had already walked into the dressing room, where many students who were preparing to make up were present. Although everyone was very curious, they didn't dare to speak when they looked at the two of them.

Seeing Goddess Song and student union president Wang Siming walking together, she thought they had something to do with each other, but she didn't expect Song Yao to reject Wang Siming directly.

Wang Siming's face was a little embarrassed for a while, but his accomplishments over the years still allowed him to quickly find a way for himself.

"Well, I'm going to work too. You guys should be busy here first, and then contact me if you have anything to do."

Now that he knew that Song Yao was not allowed to enter, of course Wang Siming would not waste his time on a woman, so he made excuses and left directly.

Song Yao nodded indifferently, looked around, found a free dressing table and sat down.

Instead of taking the public cosmetics on the dressing table, she took out lipstick from her bag and filled up the color on her lips. Such a simple act made many people secretly observe.

Some girls are indeed jealous of her, and they don't understand why all the boys in the school like Song Yao so much?

Half of the confessions on the confession wall were confessions to Song Yao, and the rest were confessions from other girls.

But the moment he saw Song Yao's face, he really had nothing to say. If he had a face like Song Yao's, whoever was not proud would embarrass himself.

Cheng Yifeng followed the student council sister who led her, her eyes were a little flinching, it was the first time for her to come to a place with so many girls, she was not used to it.

Originally, I was forced to join the student union by my classmates.

The boy who originally signed up passed the interview but was unable to complete the work of the student union due to illness, but the head of the boy was a girl with a bad temper.

An order was given to their class that if they didn't find another person to join the student union within a day, that boy's credits would be deducted.

There was no other way. Everyone temporarily asked Cheng Yifeng to replace him. He wanted to refuse, but he didn't even say a word, and everyone agreed with his head.

So I had to do odd jobs in the student union.

Although he was timid, he was easy to bully, which made the minister treat him better. It was precisely because of this that the minister only picked him to help out of all the boys.

After all, the activities of the Ministry of Literature and Art are all pretty girls, which boy wouldn't want to come in and feast his eyes?The only one who didn't want to come in was Cheng Yifeng.

Cheng Yifeng had just looked up when he saw the clothes worn by the girls who were going to perform ballet, and then he lowered his head shyly.

Most of the girls here are singing and dancing shows, which scared him so much that he didn't dare to raise his head and meet other people's eyes.

Just as he was listening to the minister's reprimand, he suddenly heard the voice of the girl next to him talking.

"That's Song Yao? I think it's just too ordinary except for a little bit of beauty."

"So what? Just being beautiful makes all the boys crazy, and I don't know what those boys look like."

"That's how it is in this face-seeking world. Which man can't walk when he sees Song Yao?"

"It's really drought to death, waterlogging to death!"

Hearing the girl's exclamation, Cheng Yifeng suddenly lowered his head and his eyes lit up. Song Yao was actually here too.

Originally, he was worried that he would not have a chance to get close to her, but he didn't expect such a coincidence that God sent him the opportunity.

"The next task you have to do is to help the art department. During this time, they are going to prepare for the school's art performance. Do you understand?"

When the minister turned his head, he saw Cheng Yifeng in a daze. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he pulled his ears angrily.

"I'm talking to you, what are you thinking there?" The girl gritted her teeth, looking terrified.

Cheng Yifeng nodded quickly, "Sister, I understand, don't worry, I will finish the task well."

The girl snorted coldly, walked away proudly and turned around.

On the surface, Cheng Yifeng was talking with the people from the Department of Literature and Art, but his eyes were looking around in Song Yao's direction.

really.

No matter when, Song Yao likes to sit in the quietest and corner place, but even in such a hidden place, he can spot it at a glance.

"Okay, then you are busy here first, if there is something else, we will call you again."

The people in the literature and art department seem to be easy to talk to, but they treat Cheng Yifeng with a businesslike attitude.

After all, what girl would be interested in an ordinary-looking guy?

Cheng Yifeng nodded obediently, and the girl admonishing him left in satisfaction.

Cheng Yifeng cleaned up all the rubbish on the dressing table, moving quietly for fear of offending others.

This group of girls didn't bother to pay attention to him, after all, it was almost time for their rehearsal, who had the time to pay attention to an ordinary boy!
Song Yao was sitting on her make-up seat and playing with her mobile phone. It was just a simple game, but she was very focused on swiping back and forth on the screen of the mobile phone with her pale fingers.

She has no interest in what other people's performances look like. She knows that as long as she doesn't want them, everyone's performances will not be as good as hers.

From childhood to adulthood, as long as she is willing to participate, she must be the best.

Just as she was concentrating, a shy voice suddenly came from above her head.

"Hello, classmate, do you still remember me?" Cheng Yifeng summoned up his courage and greeted Song Yao.

Song Yao frowned and raised his head, looking at the boy in front of him but didn't remember seeing him at all.

(End of this chapter)