Chapter 37 The Evolution of a Class Beauty

Ning Song played Naxi, and the first rehearsal did not go smoothly.

In fact, he was quite relaxed and not nervous. He had memorized the lines and even asked Pu Yu to correct his pronunciation.

But acting really requires talent. It is actually very difficult to completely play a completely different person in front of outsiders without being awkward.

He is still suitable for playing a supporting role, lying on the stage pretending to be a dead body.

But since he has decided to forge ahead, he will not be easily defeated by difficulties.

He actively sought experience from Sheng Yan.

Sheng Yan is a person who is born to be on stage. He has a lot of stage experience. He has been performing on stage frequently since kindergarten, so acting in a stage play as a middle school student is a piece of cake for him.

But he was a little off today.

Ning Song grabbed his arm and asked Chen Mo, "Should I kneel on the ground right after I was stabbed? Wouldn't it be better to move forward so Brother Yan can catch me?"

He understands the audience's psychology very well and knows what kind of pictures they prefer to watch.

Chen Mo nodded: "Sure, you two can work out the details freely, and it will all be done in Leto's arms in the end."

Ning Song said to Sheng Yan: "Let's give it a try. You take the call."

As he said that, he made a move to pounce towards Sheng Yan.

Sheng Yan held him in his arms, and Ning Song's hair rubbed against his chin.

He was so flustered that he didn't know whether he should tighten his arms around Ningsong.

His waist is so thin, so thin that... it's very noticeable.

When you roll it up, you'll feel a sense of surprise, "How can it be so thin?" and an inexplicably comfortable, ironing feeling.

It's very good.

"Do you want to step back?" Ning Song looked up at him.

His made-up face gave off a feeling between pretty and weird. Perhaps because he was not used to it, Ningsong's amber eyes also became unfamiliar. He took two steps back, then knelt on the ground, supporting Ningsong's body.

Ning Song prostrated herself in his arms.

This was the climax of their stage play and also the final scene, the death of Naxi, with Ningsong lying in his arms, mouth slightly open, as if dying.

When Sheng Yan lowered his head, he saw that he was frowning, with a look of pain on his face, and the tip of his tongue was red and faintly visible.

Sheng Yan: “…”

Ning Song explained: "I was hit by a sword, so my expression must be very painful."

After saying this, her brows furrowed even more tightly, and she even panted slightly. The hands that were grabbing his collar were shaking, as if she couldn't bear it but was trying her best to endure it.

Sheng Yan felt a little hot and said, "...you don't have to be so exaggerated. The audience can't see your expression clearly anyway."

"Aren't I acting as your supporting role?" Ning Song lay on his lap and looked at him: "Wouldn't it be easier to get into the role this way?"

No, it would be distracting.

Sheng Yan said: "Just pretend to be dying."

Ning Song got into the role quickly and immediately acted as if he was dying.

Then there was a long dialogue by Sheng Yan. Stage plays are different from TV dramas. There will be some self-analysis similar to the inner voice. The dialogues are all in English. Sheng Yan's English is very standard, but his performance today was obviously not as good as the previous rehearsal with Fu Huisheng.

Chen Mo reminded him, "You need to look at Naxi when you say the last two lines."

Sheng Yan looked down at Ning Song and saw that Ning Song was squinting at him.

His acting was poor.

He laughed out loud.

Ning Song also laughed, sat up and said, "Look, you insist on acting with me. I'm laughing now."

In fact, it is best to act together with people who are not friends. People who are too familiar with each other will easily burst out laughing when they look at each other.

Sheng Yan said: "Don't look at me, if you look at me I will be distracted."

Ning Song cooperated and said, "Then I will close my eyes this time."

He closed his eyes that had deceived him, and there was no longer any collision of souls between them.

This time Sheng Yan's performance went much more smoothly. After he finished delivering long, gorgeous and generous Shakespearean lines, the lights of the stage shone on them. Li Qingyuan and the other actors came over with a large curtain, surrounded them in the middle, and then draped it over them.

Sheng Yan looked down at Ning Song under the strong light, feeling a little dazed.

Chen Mo shouted, "OK, click."

Everyone relaxed, and Ning Song immediately opened his eyes. He smiled and pushed away the cloth on his body and said, "It just covered my face. I even secretly pulled it off myself. Hahahahahaha."

After rehearsing the whole play, it was already half past six. Everyone was hungry and hurried back to the lounge to change clothes.

Because they rehearsed so much, they and other programs in the class were only assigned to one rest room. Everyone took off and put on clothes together, which was very lively. Ning Song took off his hat, shook his hair, and said to Sheng Yan: "Look at my hair, it's all wet."

Not only was his hair wet, but his T-shirt was also wet in a large area, and his neck was steamed by sweat, revealing a damp white. Sheng Yan didn't know why he wanted to get close to his neck and smell it, to smell what the jasmine fragrance would smell like when it was wet.

But he only smelled a strange aroma.

I seemed to have smelled this scent on Pu Yu before. It was a mint and lemon scent mixed with a hint of perfume, no longer sweet and gentle.

He remembered that Ning Song slept at Pu Yu's place yesterday.

"Did you stay at Pu Yu's place yesterday okay?"

"The million-dollar bed is really not exaggerated," Ning Song seemed to be used to talking to him in an informal way, "I slept till dawn and my dreams were more beautiful than usual."

Sheng Yan laughed out loud and reached out to stroke his head again. This time he touched Ning Song's hair. He withdrew his hand, took off his performance clothes, and saw a boy next to him secretly looking at his chest muscles. The corners of his mouth drooped again, and he picked up his new T-shirt and put it on.

Ning Song looked at him and said, "Aren't you going to change your clothes when we go back to take a shower?"

He discovered that Sheng Yan had a quirk, which was that every time he changed into his performance clothes or changed into his waiter uniform when he was at Xingyue, he would take off the T-shirt underneath and change into a new one.

“I’ll change it when the time comes.” Sheng Yan put on the baseball cap, covering his white hair. The navy blue baseball cap made his skin look even whiter.

It feels like he is full of energy and smells delicious.

Ning Song changed into his school uniform. Without the contrast of his gorgeous stage costume, his makeup looked more colorful against the pure black uniform. Sheng Yan thought it looked even better than when he was in stage costume.

The combination of gorgeousness and simplicity is just right, and Ningsong's ordinary and cheerful feeling has completely changed, like a little white flower.

Like jasmine, small, simple and beautiful.

Ning Song changed his clothes and went to the bathroom. When Sheng Yan went in, he saw him wiping the lipstick on his lips and eyes in front of the mirror.

The tissue in his hand turned a light red, the color disappeared from his face, and a plain, somewhat ordinary tranquility returned.

Like Cinderella at twelve o'clock, the pumpkin carriage and crystal shoes are gone.

He wiped it a little hard, and the edges of his lips were even a little red. He smiled and looked up at Sheng Yan in the mirror, and said, "The bean sprouts are back!"

Sheng Yan came back to his senses, smiled, and went inside.

He thought that his flustered feeling on the stage was just because Ning Song was so beautiful today, and it was the first time he saw his complexion, so he was a little uncomfortable.

But now he was completely free of all the makeup, even plainer than usual. Why was he still in a trance when he looked at him?

Ningsong returned to his former self, but the Ningsong in his heart could not return.

After coming out of the bathroom, Ning Song passed by the rehearsal room of Li You's class. He looked inside and saw a few people sitting there, but Li You was not there. He turned around and Li Qingyuan put his hand on his shoulder and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"I want to see if Brother You is here."

Li Qingyuan smiled, took a quick step forward, and put his arm around Sheng Yan's shoulder. Sheng Yan turned around and saw Ning Song muttering through Li Qingyuan, "I'm starving."

That too plain face looked so lively and bright in his eyes. He thought Ning Song, who was crying out for hunger, was very cute.

When they reached the door they realized it was raining again.

It wasn't raining heavily, but the ground was wet. The fallen flowers on the ground hadn't been cleared away, and the whole world was still covered with a thin layer of snow. The air became cold because of this visual illusion. A group of them ran towards the cafeteria in the drizzle. Sheng Yan suddenly heard Ning Song's voice on the phone. Because he was running, his voice also trembled in the mist with his figure: "Just came out, which floor are you on?"

Sheng Yan turned around in the drizzle, and Ning Song bumped into him. She smiled, grabbed his arm and ran forward, saying to the phone as she ran, "Nothing, I just bumped into Brother Yan by accident."

Sheng Yan immediately guessed who the other person was.

Sure enough, when they reached the first floor and were still queuing to get their food, he saw Pu Yu coming down the escalator on the second floor carrying a tray of food.

Ning Song saw him and immediately waved his hand.

There were seven or eight people on the escalator, and Pu Yu was the most conspicuous.

Pu Yu got a hair cut.

His hair was a little shorter and had been styled by a barber, making him look cleaner and more handsome. His height made him stand out among the other boys.

Because of the rehearsal, they had dinner half an hour later than usual. Pu Yu didn't have any classes in the afternoon, so he had dinner only now. It was obvious that he was waiting to be with Ning Song.

When he returned with the food, he said to Pu Yu, "Is Pu Yu not used to eating alone now?"

Pu Yu seemed to be particularly friendly today, and replied calmly, "A little bit."

Ning Song asked him, "Did you cut your hair?"

Pu Yu said "hmm".

"Even more handsome." Ning Song said.

Pu Yu just smiled.

Pu Yu actually spoke very little. They ate and talked as a group, and Pu Yu seldom interrupted.

Sheng Yan's eyes occasionally swept over Pu Yu, and he thought of Pu Yu in yesterday's video. His hair was longer at that time, and his eyebrows were hidden behind his hair. In the night, his eyes were a little blurry and gloomy.

After dinner, it was raining heavily outside.

Most of them didn't bring umbrellas and planned to stay in the cafeteria until the rain stopped.

But Pu Yu brought an umbrella with him and asked Ning Song, "Are we going back to the classroom?"

Ning Song nodded and stood up.

He is very busy now, and Pu Yu said he wanted to help him with his English: "I have to go first, sorry everyone."

Pu Yu and Ning Song left the cafeteria together and opened their umbrellas at the door.

Sheng Yan sat in a chair and looked at their backs. He took off his hat, smoothed his hair back, and then put it back on.

Zhou Yi from their class asked the students from Class 3: "Pu Daxi and Ning Song have such a good relationship?"

"Are they in love?"

"Ah? That shouldn't be the case, right?"

"No, it's just that the relationship is better."

"They have a really good relationship and are inseparable in our class. The handsome guy Jin in our class hasn't smiled in a week."

"Hahahaha, Jin Yang still likes Master Pu so much? He's so stubborn."

Amid the gossip of several boys, Sheng Yan suddenly realized, as if belatedly, that Pu Yu might like Ning Song.

It seemed that there was an answer to his abnormal behavior last night and in recent time.

Along the way, Ningsong told Puyu about the interesting things that happened during their rehearsal. They were used to this mode of getting along with each other. Ningsong liked to talk, and he was responsible for listening. He never thought Ningsong was noisy, and Ningsong never thought he was boring.

"By the way, I put on makeup today. Do you want to see it?"

Pu Yu said "hmm", and Ning Song took out his cell phone and showed him his selfie.

Pu Yu took the phone and took a look at it, his heart starting pounding.

Because it is really beautiful.

Back in class, Pu Yu said to Ning Song, "Sit here with me."

Ning Song: “Ah?”

"Please sit next to me." Pu Yu said.

Pu Yu sat alone, and there was no one at the table next to him.

Male protagonist privilege.

"Bring me a paper."

Ning Song went to get her English materials and saw Qiao Qiao video chatting with Deng Xun.

Qiao Qiao looked up at him with a resentful look on his face.

From the look in his eyes, it was clear that Deng Xun had come to check on the completion of the tasks. Deng Xun would assign Qiao Qiao study tasks every day, which were not many, but Qiao Qiao didn't like studying and always failed to complete them.

Ning Song loved watching this pair of bickering lovers. She held back her laughter and took out her English test paper. She caught a glimpse of Deng Xun, who was wearing a formal suit and seemed to be working. He was wearing a Bluetooth headset, and was there to accompany her in study.

It's actually quite sweet, and he can feel it as a bystander. As a man who is a few years older than Qiao Qiao, Deng Xun still has the responsibility of being a man who is older than him, and it's not just about falling in love.

Ning Song sat down next to Pu Yu, and Pu Yu pushed a piece of paper to him.

Ning Song was stunned when he saw it. It turned out to be a schedule, filled with everything from how many words he had to learn every day to what standards he had to achieve every week.

Pu Yu made such a difficult schedule for him even though he didn't have classes in the afternoon!

You want to be a little Deng Xun, right?

Do men like giving orders so much?

But he gritted his teeth and agreed.

Since he said he wanted to work hard to climb up, how could he not endure hardships under his conditions?

He started to do the task that Pu Yu had assigned to him today, an English reading comprehension task. He needed to learn all the words in the article and then memorize the entire text.

He first looked up the words he didn't know on his phone, marked them, and then copied them into a notebook. When he was tired, he took a look at what Pu Yu was doing and found that Pu Yu was reading an English magazine.

He was familiar with this magazine as he had read it before when he was in the library, but his English was not good, so he just glanced at it and put it down.

He found that Pu Yu translated it while taking notes while reading!

He asked, "You are translating... not for me to see, right?"

Pu Yu hummed: "Don't you understand?"

Ning Song looked at Pu Yu.

Pu Yu patted his face and asked, "Have you copied all the words you don't recognize?"

Ning Song hugged Pu Yu's arm and said, "Brother Yu!"

Pu Yu didn't struggle, nor did he say anything, his lips were pursed tightly.

Because they were in class, Ning Song didn't dare to be too presumptuous, but he was very moved.

They will be attending an event at GDC this weekend, so he needs to read more about the latest gaming information these days, especially from the design bosses he will meet.

What else can I say when my friends have done this?

Pu Yu reads very quickly. He does not analyze the words word by word, but picks out the translations that he finds useful.

Games are one of the reasons why they are closer than others, and it is also a secret known only to the two of them that binds them tightly together.

Pu Yu wanted to use this secret to tie them together more closely and not give anyone else any chance to take advantage of them.

It seemed that spending this night with Ning Song had filled him with energy. He found Sheng Yan much more pleasing to the eye today. He did not watch Ning Song and Sheng Yan rehearsing today, because he thought it would be better to focus on doing what he could do instead of adding to his troubles.

Even if not for myself, just for peace of mind.

For the first time, he realized that if you like someone, you really want to give him all the best and hope that he will be well. If there is something in return, it would be even better. But if there is no reward, he can still do very well.

After the evening self-study class, Ning Song treated Pu Yu and Qiao Qiao to a midnight snack. After the snack, for safety reasons, he followed Pu Yu back to dormitory building No. 1.

The second night they were more relaxed than the previous night, and they even played some games on the giant screen.

Both of them are game masters and can play all types of games. It's fun to beat each other and it's even more fun to join forces.

After playing until 1am, Pu Yu felt that the joy of soul resonance was happier than the desire for self-relief. The game was really a bridge between him and Ningsong's soul. There was no intersection of the real self, but it brought them closer to each other.

After playing the game, he asked Ning Song to take a shower first, saying, "Put your dirty clothes in the washing machine and dry them directly, don't wash them yourself."

Ning Song didn't hold back this time and threw his clothes directly into his washing machine after taking a shower.

When Pu Yu came out of the shower, Ning Song was already lying in the bedroom. He went to the balcony and watched the clothes spinning in the drum. At that moment, he had a very funny and secret thought. He felt that the clothes washed in the drum with Ning Song were very different. It seemed that even if some molecules were left, it was a kind of close contact between them.

How is this not considered progress?

Ning Songdu used the same washing machine to wash his underwear.

He got closer to him.

As he was thinking, the washing machine started to beep. He said to Ning Song, "I'll get it for you, don't get up."

But Ningsong still came out of the bedroom, and seeing him standing on the balcony with dirty clothes, he quickly came over to take his clothes out of the washing machine. The washing and drying machine was convenient, unlike his own machine which had to be done separately. He stood up holding the warm clothes, closed the window, and asked, "Aren't you cold?"

I really didn't feel cold after taking a shower. But when he asked this, Pu Yu realized that he was only wearing boxer shorts, and the bulge in the front was very obvious. He was actually very careful about this aspect, and felt that it was not decent to wear such clothes in front of others. I didn't expect Ning Song to come out of the bedroom today. But now that I realized it, I felt very subtle.

He put his clothes in with a blank expression and said, "It's OK."

Ning Song's pajamas were loose and cute. Maybe she had a lot of fun playing games today, so she said something dishonest: "Brother Yu, I have a question for you."

Pu Yu turned his head to look at him, pressing a button with one hand. Due to his posture, he slightly bent his waist, and the muscles in his shoulders and back stretched out, making his waist look thin and long, which made his waist look even longer and narrower.

Ning Song smiled but didn't ask any questions. She went into the bedroom with the clothes in her arms.

Pu Yu actually had a hunch about what Ning Song was going to say, although he wasn't sure. He stood on the balcony for a while, went back to the bathroom, put on a bathrobe, and then went into the bedroom and asked, "What do you want to ask?"

Ning Song lay on the bed and said, "I wanted to tease you, but I didn't because I was afraid you would be embarrassed."

Pu Yu said: "You ask."

Ning Song smiled: "Then I asked."

Pu Yu nodded. He had just finished a shower, and his hair was a little messy, so he looked particularly well-behaved.

Ning Song said, "Why are you wearing a bathrobe? Sorry for that."

Ning Song smiled with a hint of malice: "I just want to ask you, if you don't put on nice clothes after taking a shower, are you trying to show off?"

Pu Yu's ears almost turned red immediately. Ning Song burst into laughter. Pu Yu wanted to save face, so he pretended to be calm and said, "No."

"Do you know what I said?" Ning Song asked him recklessly.

"Know."

After saying this, he didn't know what was going on in his mind, maybe he wanted to tease her back, or maybe it was for some other reason, but a very subtle emotion drove him to ask Ning Song: "Isn't it good to be big?"

“…”

Ning Song had not expected him to ask this question, and did not know how to answer for a moment. However, at this point, he could only continue to joke and said, "Okay, I'm so jealous. But Sister Yu is going to suffer!"

Pu Yu is big, and he knows it himself. Boys pay as much attention to their size as their height. But it is hard to describe the feeling of being told that you are big by the person you like.

Ning Song was too thin and looked a little weak. He felt a little sorry for him.

I am satisfied just being together, I don't need to do anything else.

He came back from the living room, and Ningsong saw that he was still smiling.

The more familiar Ning Song becomes, the more frivolous he becomes.

He especially liked the way Ningsong treated him, and liked being teased and flirted with by him, but he didn't dare to show his liking too much, for fear that Ningsong would take advantage of him.

He turned off the light and said, "Go to bed."

Little did he know that these were his last good days.

If he had known, he might have stayed up later tonight.

The next day, Ning Song was still asleep when he was woken up by his cell phone.

The curtains were drawn and the bedroom was still pitch black. He reached for his cell phone and took a look. It was Sheng Yan calling.

He sat up and answered the phone drowsily: "Hello."

"Go downstairs now." Sheng Yan said, panting.

"ah?"

"I'll be waiting for you downstairs in the dormitory." Sheng Yan said, "Hurry up, don't dawdle."

Ning Song looked at the hung up phone. It was 6:26 in the morning.

He looked around and realized that Pu Yu had already gotten up.

He got out of bed and changed his clothes.

Because he hadn't washed yet, he put on a sweatshirt, knee-length pajamas, and slippers. He walked out of the bedroom and saw Pu Yu washing in the bathroom.

"There is no first period today." Pu Yu rinsed his mouth and said, "You can still sleep for a while."

"Brother Yan called and asked me to come down."

Pu Yu was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Ning Song walking towards the door. His voice gradually faded away, and he said, "I'll be back soon."

The door closed with a click, and Pu Yu stood up straight, wondering why Sheng Yan called Ning Song downstairs so early in the morning.

He was actually in a better mood today and felt that Sheng Yan's behavior was acceptable.

He couldn't be jealous when he saw Ning Song kissing someone. Ning Song was just making friends normally.

Now he just needs to pay attention to Qin Yi and Shen Lingsi.

Ning Song went downstairs and saw Sheng Yan in a sports suit, looking at him with sweat dripping down his face. When he saw him, he immediately waved, "Hurry up."

Ning Song tugged on her slippers: "You'd better be busy."

Sheng Yan was annoyed by his dawdling, so he took his hand and walked out, and finally ran. Ning Song didn't ask him what he was doing, because he already felt it.

The white ash flowers at the intersection ahead were bathed in a very strange light, as if they had changed color overnight, turning pink.

Sheng Yan's white hair swayed as he ran, the rich white gradually filled with pink glow. Sheng Yan looked back at him with a brilliant smile, as if he wanted to share this great joy he had discovered with him.

Sheng Yan and his friends do morning exercises every morning, running ten laps around the playground. They start running at dawn and watch the morning glow gradually rise.

First it was a small patch, then a large patch. The boys on the playground were dazzled by the morning glow after the rain. Some took pictures, some made video calls to their girlfriends.

The first thing he thought of was Ning Song.

They passed the faculty and staff dormitory building in front of Dormitory No. 1, and the sea appeared in front of them.

The pink morning glow covered the sea surface, and Ning Song finally understood what it meant for the sea and sky to be one color.

"Wow!" Ning Song's eyes widened, and he took two steps back in excitement: "Wow!"

Sheng Yan laughed out loud. Seeing the expression he had expected, the joy in his heart was about to overflow: "Beautiful, right?"

"Oh my god, oh my god." Ning Song immediately took out his phone, "Wow, this is so beautiful."

The pink morning glow made the white-haired boy look the most beautiful color of youth. As he took a photo of the morning glow, the camera was involuntarily captured by the beautiful boy. Sheng Yan looked at him with a smug and proud smile, and the pink morning glow in the sky became a background.

After Pu Yu washed up, he waited in the dormitory for Ning Song to come back.

After more than ten minutes, Ning Song didn't come back, but I received a message from Ning Song.

He clicked it and saw it was a video.

The pink morning glow in the video was so beautiful, but he only noticed Sheng Yan in the video.

Ning Song was so shocked by the beautiful scenery that he kept saying “Wow wow”. Sheng Yan smiled at the camera and said, “Isn’t that a waste of your time?”

"Thank you, thank you... the sun has risen." Ning Song said this and the video stopped abruptly.

Pu Yu was left alone, frozen.

This morning glow is so beautiful, Ningsong will definitely never forget it.

I would specially wake someone up to watch the sunrise. Are they really just ordinary friends?

All the heat accumulated over the past two days has dissipated.