Chapter Fifty: External Branches

  "Whatever!" Apparently, Lai Ye Fan was also fed up with staying in the dormitory. Although he couldn't understand why those people were so obsessed with that acting stage, anyway, it was just a show to him, and he didn't care.

  "How about Shao Qi?"

  Yu Cheng was originally happy and excited, but suddenly felt like vomiting blood. He had thought that Shao Qi was really reading a book, but it turned out that he was hugging the book and sleeping soundly, and hadn't listened to Yu Cheng's words from start to finish...

  The party was held in the grand auditorium of the school, which is worthy of a first-class university. Without mentioning the degree of luxury and grandeur of the building, just its area alone can easily accommodate tens of thousands of people.

  When Shao Qi and others arrived at the auditorium, there were few people inside, sparse and pitiful.

  There were only a few internal cleaning volunteers, after all, it was still early, the people with the program were still preparing their costumes and props, and the audience generally pointed out that they would arrive late rather than early.

  At this time, the lights in the auditorium were all on, making the entire auditorium bright and dazzling. The stage was filled with balloons and ribbons, and the background lights were still being adjusted for the final time, truly a desolate and lonely emptiness.

  A few people found a spot that was neither too far nor too close and sat down, closing their eyes to rest while chatting intermittently.

  "You're so excited, like you've been injected with chicken blood. Wait a bit and you'll be rushing over. Who do you want to see now? There's not even one person here." Cheng Mian looked at Yu Cheng with a pained expression, as if saying "I shouldn't have listened to you".

  "Haha, I was wrong! I'll go buy breakfast next weekend!"

  ………..

  As they spoke, footsteps echoed from time to time in the auditorium. Suddenly, the lights inside the auditorium dimmed slightly, and several people knew that the evening party was about to begin.

  The stage that should have been quietly shining with light in the dark night slowly extinguished its last thread of light, and the entire world fell into an eternal cold darkness in an instant.

  One

  Two

  …..

  As people's minds quietly began to count down, a gentle and ethereal prelude of music slowly rose.

  The lights on the stage suddenly lit up again, and the well-dressed hosts, one after another, opened the curtain of the evening party with a catwalk and dance.

  "Fellow students, good evening everyone, I'm delighted that you're all here to watch our Mid-Autumn Festival gala tonight. The theme of this evening's event is 'Silver Moon Reunion, Shared Understanding Across the World'..."

  The program had just begun, and Shao Qi felt his phone vibrating non-stop. He opened it to find an unfamiliar number. He didn't want to answer it at first, but the phone rang persistently for a long time.

  He thought for a moment and then got up and walked out to answer this phone call.

  Outside the auditorium, Shao Qi stood in front of the phone, slightly furrowing his brow.

  "Hello... speak, hello..."

  The phone still had no sound, Shao Qi looked at his own phone, the volume was already turned up to the maximum, who was on the other end?

  "If I don't speak again, I'm dead..." The phone was still silent, like another silent world.

  "Whose phone are you going to hang up on?" A somewhat familiar yet strange voice suddenly burst out from behind.

  Shao Qi furrowed his brow and hung up the phone, slowly turning around.

  He won't know, at that moment when he hung up the phone, the voice and story that had barely been conveyed in the missed call.

  Because he was never a saint, nor a prophet.

  "Is it you?"

  "It's me, why are you so surprised? You shouldn't be. I thought you'd know I'd come looking for you." The newcomer smiled, and under the quiet, cold moonlight, a figure that should have been as radiant as an angel instead exuded an eerie, cold aura.

  "Speak up, Aya, what's this about?" Shao Qi said calmly, waving the phone in his hand as he looked at her.

  No way, although they had only met once, this woman didn't leave any good impression on him from head to toe.

  There are always some people in this world who, as soon as they meet for the first time, will have a subconscious way of treating each other, and can sense whether the other person is to be kept at arm's length or treated with sincerity.

  Moreover, he had a feeling that this woman's appearance seemed to be accompanied by some kind of unpredictable purpose.

  "No, I didn't call you," Aiya explained with an unusually good mood, knowing that the other party had misunderstood who made the call.

  Not her, Shao Qi frowned.

  Because he rarely tells others his phone number, he will never receive harassing calls, and aren't harassing calls always nagging and endless?

  "So, what's your purpose." Shao Qi looked at her, his eyes narrowing slightly.

  "I've taken a liking to you, I'm going to pursue you." Aya smiled, with the unique Italian passion and abandon, slowly walking up to him, just half a step away.

  A face as white and clear-cut as a rose in full bloom, beautiful and beyond compare.

  "Not funny at all," Shao Qi took a step back, raised his somewhat inexplicably pale palm to outsiders, and quietly stared at her.

  "What exactly do you want to do?"

  The girl smiled and suddenly took a step forward. Seeing the boy also taking a step back, she smiled lightly and somehow easily wrapped her arms around his neck.

  Warm breath sprayed on her neck, Shao Qi's whole body stiffened as he stared at the girl, his heart's alarm ringing loudly. He used all his strength, yet couldn't avoid her.

  "I want to chase you." Unwaveringly stuck on the boy, satisfied with his stiffness and the redness of his ear roots, a small tongue like cloves lightly swept across the boy's neck.

  Bang! Sha Qi was furious and pushed the girl out without any elegance at all.

  "What a lack of demeanor!" The girl stood up lightly, casually whistled and patted the nonexistent dust off her body.

  "Honest people don't speak in riddles, so stop pretending in front of me. Speak your mind, what do you want to do?" Almost with a tone of disgust and hysteria, Shao Qi stretched out his own numb hand, trying hard to suppress his anger.

  "Hehe, your hand is just a greeting gift," the girl no longer hid and quietly looked at him saying: "I actually came with a message, my master asks you to pass on his regards to your brother."

  It was as if something had poked into his eyes, and Shao Qi's pupils dilated.

  As for the two words "master" in the girl's mouth, Shao Qi didn't think it was funny at all. He quietly looked at the girl, his clear eyes seeming to see through every cell of hers.

  "Who is your master?"

  "I sent you an email last time, you shouldn't be unfamiliar with it, I believe you should have guessed"

  Shao Qi suddenly felt as if something had collapsed inside him. He looked at the smiling woman and said with an indescribable emotion: "Er Ya!"

  Not an interrogative sentence, but an affirmative absolute word.

  "The master asked me to tell you that he looks forward to meeting all of you again in the future, and by the way, let me tell you..." The woman suddenly walked closer, smiling even more eerily, her sharp eyes seeming to strip him bare.

  "He really wants to know who's better at techniques between you and your brother."