Le Zhishi's face was very pale and she had a lot of sweat. Song Yu walked a little faster, and Le Zhishi whispered behind her, "Slow down, I'm dizzy."

"Who told you to drink coffee on an empty stomach in the morning?" Song Yu's tone was a little reproachful, and his tone was not light.

Although Le Zhishi was raped, he nodded obediently, "I understand, I will definitely not drink it next time." After that, he grabbed Song Yu's hand and put it on his chest, and his tone was even a little playful, "Is his heartbeat very fast?"

He is very close to Song Yu and can come to him as soon as he looks up.

Song Yu pulled his hand back unnaturally, and he didn't stand the posture he had made before. He wanted to continue preaching, but in the end he didn't say anything. When he saw Le Zhi, he wanted to hug him, but there were too many people.

Finally, he took Le Zhishi's shoulder, took him to the cafeteria closest to the auditorium, bought a portion of hot egg lean meat porridge and red bean glutinous rice cake and sat down.

Le Zhishi was afraid that he would take too long outside and eat quickly, but the porridge was too hot, so he couldn't swallow it after taking the first sip. He opened his mouth and fanned his hands as before.

"Do you treat every meal as your last meal?"

Although his mouth was very poisonous, Song Yu still took his porridge bowl in front of him and stirred it with a spoon to make the temperature drop as soon as possible.

Le Zhishi swallowed the porridge and stuffed it with a piece of triangular red bean glutinous rice cake, with bulging cheeks, "Don't you eat it?"

"I'm not hungry."

"You will be hungry later." Le Zhishi took the chopsticks and inserted a piece of red bean glutinous rice cake and handed it to his mouth, "You will be with me for a long time."

Song Yu looked up at him and asked, "Have I said that?"

Le Zhishi smiled proudly, "That's what you mean, eat quickly." He stuffed it into Song Yu's mouth, but Song Yu only took a bite in the end, and Le Zhishi naturally ate half of him.

He was very good at eating all the food at a very fast speed, and he was indeed hungry, so he effortlessly solved the indicators set by Song Yu for him. Because of his intake of carbohydrates, his body gradually recovered, not as weak as he was at the beginning.

"I'm so sleepy. After doing this, I'm going to sleep for a day. It's just that tomorrow is the weekend."

After returning to the auditorium, there were more people inside than when I left. The model from Xinchuan Academy was rehearsing on the stage. Xu Lin, who was just now, was in a good manner to guide him in a very stylish manner. Le Zhishi pulled Song Yu to the backstage, and it was very messy and noisy. The whole set of clothes was covered with black dust bags and hung on rows of racks with roller skating. They were divided into separate areas one by one based on the college.

When he arrived at the law school area, Le Zhishi saw that Nan Jia and the others were communicating with the makeup and hair stylist. He shouted, and Nan Jia turned his head to look at him from afar, "You are back, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Le Zhishi took out the yogurt and biscuits he bought from the canteen supermarket and shared them with everyone. He looked back at Song Yu, and then looked at the team, "I brought an outer courtyard in, don't you mind."

"Don't mind, don't mind!" Chen Pi smiled as if she had met her idol, "Senior Song Yu! Hello, hello."

Song Yu nodded and greeted, but he was not very comfortable dealing with people he was not very familiar with. He hardly spoke, and just stood silently behind Le Zhishi.

"Are we after the new story?" Le Zhishi asked.

"We have already rehearsed just now," said Nan Jia. "There are several models on the Xinzhi side who have just been dragged down by the academy, so I changed them with us. Don't worry, the official competition will still be in the order of the previous draws. We will play after the Xinzhi, and it is the fourth one."

Under the arrangement of the stylist, Nan Jia sat in front of the makeup mirror, one helped her to tie her hair, and the other started to put on makeup for her.

On Monday, I finally confirmed all the clothes and opened the biscuits given by Le Zhishi, "Chen Yu was almost late just now, but fortunately he was in the show and caught up."

Le Zhishi frowned, and a large number of models flocked in, and the space became smaller and crowded.

When Song Yu heard the word "Vishi" and had a little expression on his face, which had been silent, "Chen Yu..." He turned his face to look at Le Zhishi, and when he looked at him, he looked at him with the lip shaped word "stand-in".

Le Zhishi compared him with both hands with a big fork, and then pushed him out of the styling area, "You go for lunch first, and then uncle and aunt Rong will come in a while." He took out three tickets from his pocket and stuffed them into Song Yu's hand, "This is your ticket, you have to get it."

"I think you are short of people." Song Yu took the initiative to propose help.

"No need." Le Zhishi thought that he had been having meetings all morning and hadn't eaten yet, so he didn't want him to be busy here. It was too hard. "We have enough people, and you are not familiar with these jobs, so it takes time to get started."

Seeing Song Yu's expression that he was not happy to leave, Le Zhishi touched his arm again, and spoke in a coquettish tone, "Really, brother, you go."

"If you have something to do, please contact me." Song Yu held his arm, "You must keep communicating with your phone."

"Nothing will happen. Go and rest quickly. I'm in a good state now!"

"Le Zhishi." Song Yu stared at him and hurried over a group of makeup and hairdressing teams. He pretended to be an ordinary brother and stretched out his hand, "Hug him, come on." After that, he hugged Le Zhishi.

When it was closest, Song Yu said in his ear, "You only need to use it, do you know?"

After the embrace was lifted, Le Zhishi felt that half of his soul had been taken away by Song Yu.

"I know, I know."

During the show, the front desk and the back desk need to coordinate with each other in real time to avoid any accidents during the display process. According to the previous task allocation plan, Le Zhishi and Qu Zhi were responsible for keeping a watch on the front desk, but he didn't have time to participate in the rehearsal just now, so after seeing off Song Yu, he immediately found Qu Zhi and discussed with her the problems and overall process that had just occurred during the rehearsal.

"A model just now walked quickly, which caused the second sub-theme to be empty in the end. The background sound was not over yet, but the person had already walked." Qu Zhi showed the rehearsal video to Le Zhishi, "We have to check the time in a while, and communicate with Chen Pi and the others in the backstage at any time. If the time is too long, we have to slowly put the model out."

"Okay, understand." Le Zhishi asked again, "We will be in the side of the front desk auditorium, right?"

"Yes, I've stepped on the station location, my vision is OK, and it's also considered hidden."

On Monday, they brought the communication headsets for them. After debugging, the voices of members of the group came from inside. Chenpi was busy making music and a stand-up crosstalk came inside.

The three-wheeled show is about female models in the first half, and the second half is male models. There will be nearly thirty seconds in the middle of each sub-theme. If the model performs normally, there will generally be no big problems. The last time it is to fall on the stage. For this, Nan Jia has done countless emergency training for each model.

Time flies especially fast under the intense preparations. The backstage is full of models wearing chaotic makeup and disguises, busy shouting design and planning, and a busy college assistant.

When receiving the card, Le Zhishi saw that Xinchuan Academy brought some clothing and some skirts were exposed in the dust bag, which were very well-made.

"Lele! Hurry, we are going to go to the front desk to take a photo, and the contestants take a photo before the game."

"Okay." Le Zhishi no longer looked at the direction of the new news, and was about to pass through the passage of the model waiting area to the front desk. Somehow, there were piles of boxes nearly three meters high, with the words [instrument] written in a marker.

He looked at it and felt something was wrong in his heart, so he grabbed a staff member who was passing by with a badge, "Hello, can this box be moved away? There will be many models gathering in this passage later. I'm afraid that these boxes are not good to put here."

The other party also checked and said that it was some props used in the stage before. "I don't know if it can be moved, so I'll ask our person in charge first."

In the headphones, Chenpi was still urging Le Zhishi to take a photo. Le Zhishi could only ask again and again and again and ran to the front desk. All the contestants from each academy gathered together, with a large number of people. As soon as they came out, Le Zhishi realized that there was really not much time and the audience had already begun to enter the venue one after another.

"Lele!"

"Here you come." Le Zhishi ran behind Nan Jia, calmed down his breath, and made a scissor gesture to the camera that was very old but cute.

Le Zhishi was about to leave the front desk when he suddenly heard someone calling his name loudly from the audience, as if it was Jiang Yufan. Looking in the sound, Le Zhishi saw a large group of people. The front was Uncle Song and Aunt Rong, followed by Jiang Yufan, Shen Mi, Qin Yan and Song Yu.

"I went over and said hello to my family."

After Le Zhishi finished speaking, he ran to the top along the long runway, and Lin Rong and Song Jin also walked to the front.

"It's so early for you to come." Le Zhishi squatted down, Lin Rong reached out and touched his head, and Song Jin also walked forward, saying that was just the words "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous" that made Le Zhishi laugh.

Lin Rong wore a beige pink scented tweed suit, with gentle makeup and low hair, making her look outstanding in temperament.

"Aunt Rong is so beautiful today." Le Zhishi held her hand and shook it left and right, "Super Lady."

Lin Rong was very helpful, "That's a must, I have to support my family." As she said that, she also showed off the limited-edge handbag in her hand, "I even carry a bag the most expensive one. Oh, Lele, are you hungry? Before I came, I baked yogurt and beans for you, so eat some."

"That's what the little baby eats." Jiang Yufan couldn't help laughing.

She pulled open the bag and took out a lot of it from it. Song Yu coldly complained, "Barry the most expensive bag and put the youngest snacks."

"If you mock me, I will expel you from the house, Song Yu!"

Le Zhishi still wanted to accompany them, but the backstage had already started urging the runway to clear the market, so he had to take a small bag of dissolved beans handed over by Lin Rong and say goodbye to them in a hurry.

The moment he stood up, he passed these lovely people, and his eyes briefly met Song Yu who was standing at the end. There was light in Song Yu's eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, giving Le Zhishi the gentlest and most peaceful power in a mess.

Half an hour later, the opening ceremony began.

The tickets Le Zhishi gave were all in the first row, with Song Yu's parents on the left and Qin Yan on the right.

In addition to the previous debate section, this is the first time Song Yu has come to participate in an art festival. The audience is crowded with people taking photos, and many shots are not aimed at the stage, but Song Yu.

"Huo Hitachi, you're so shocked." Qin Yan shook his head repeatedly.

Song Yu had a cold face, no difference from the sculpture sitting here. Qin Yan knew Song Yu, but he knew that this guy didn't like noisy environments, especially the deafening sounds, but he unexpectedly discovered that Song Yu today did not show any disgust with the environment, although he was not watching the show seriously.

"I feel that the first two sets of designs are not very eye-catching." Qin Yan leaned into his ear and said to Song Yu, "It's obvious that the theme is quite new, cyberpunk or something, but what I made seems to be copying some art designs in the movie."

Song Yu was not very interested in other departments, so he just nodded and asked Qin Yan which group he was the only one.

"It's almost over." Qin Yan looked at the order list on his phone, "The next one is the new story, oh, it's the champion seed player. This time there was a child, and his mother was a big designer, very arrogant. She had been provoking your brother several times before."

"Oh," Song Yu quickly thought of something and gave a summary description, "that child with a bad brain."

"Have you seen it?"

Song Yu nodded, "I saw it at noon, I pulled and pulled Le Zhishi, and it looked very unreasonable."

"Is that true..." Qin Yan felt that the word "injustice" was spoken from the serious man Song Yu, which seemed to be a very derogatory meaning, but he corresponded to Xu Lin in his heart, feeling that it would not be.

The host's voice pulled his thoughts back, "The School of Journalism and Communication brings costume displays below!"

The light on the stage suddenly darkened, and the big screen suddenly became dark.

Suddenly, the dark screen suddenly turned into a blue screen, prompting an error message.

"Isn't this an error reported by the Windows XP system?"

"No way, is the school machine so old?"

The next moment, the blue screen collapsed into diffuse spots of light, regular rhythm, and a sense of low-fidelity science fiction. The background music appeared, and the sweet female voice of electronic distortion was full of Barbie. It was a very retro millennial bubble gum dance music, which was very popular at the beginning of the century.

The model who opened the show had three-dimensional and beautiful facial features, a straight pink high ponytail, a silver laser patent leather tights, light blue sunglasses, and a toy gun on her shoulders.

The model's step is very professional, and every step is steadily steadily on the rhythm. The colorful lights are drawn down, and the curves of women's walking flowing when they are walking, revealing the polarization of the laser fabric to the fullest.

The action of a specific point of the model is to shoot into the sky, but the shiny silver fragments appear from the muzzle.

"Yes." Qin Yan sat up straight all of a sudden, "Suddenly I became more advanced."

Song Yu also looked up and saw that, indeed, the new show created enough gimmicks to attract attention at the beginning, and he also found very expressive models on the show. After several people walked down, his style was highly consistent, closely following the theme of the millennium, and he was much more professional than the previous two academies.

“The background music was chosen so well.”
To be continued...