CHAPTER 120: CHAPTER 120 EXCUSES

"Thank you." Sheng Tang sent a message to Gu Shiting.

An even more explosive piece of news, enough to replace the dull one.

Perhaps their classmates would never remember Gu Shiting adjusting Sheng Tang’s clothes.

"No need to thank me." Gu Shiting looked at the message, and the unhappiness from yesterday had vanished.

A trace of gentleness flashed across his face.

A girl noticed and secretly pointed it out to Yang Mingming: "He seems to be smiling..."

"So what if he’s smiling?" Yang Mingming’s beautiful face displayed a hint of impatience.

"No, it’s not that..." The girl tried to explain but unexpectedly sensed Yang Mingming’s anger and immediately shut up.

The fire in Yang Mingming’s heart almost burst out.

At that moment, Gu Shiting had already turned his gaze to the window.

The afternoon sunlight fell on his face, making the color of his pupils slightly lighter; unlike other boys who were mischievous and always playing outside, he stayed indoors for long periods, with fair skin and a look of laziness.

He was like a prince from a comic book, so noble!

Yet this Gu Shiting could stoop down to cover up the dirt for that chubby girl!

If Yang Mingming had lost to another stunning beauty, she could accept it... but of all people...

Even if there was nothing between him and Sheng Tang, Yang Mingming was still fuming.

Why?!

Gu Shiting was high and mighty; even his slightest sympathy shouldn’t be given to that damned fatty!

Yang Mingming looked at Gu Shiting a few more times, speculating: "What is he thinking right now?"

He was so obedient, never interacting with classmates, yet secretly hiding in the restroom to smoke.

Did he also have a bit of rebellion in his heart?

She thought that Young Master Gu was pondering some profound philosophy of life.

Actually, the young master was intensely focused on: "What excuse should I use to ask Tangtang out this weekend? What dishes does she like? I’m learning to drive tonight; can I do it? I must, or else Tangtang will be disappointed."

His mind was fully occupied with thoughts of Tangtang, losing awareness of his surroundings.

Then he wondered, "What is Tangtang doing at this moment?"

Sheng Tang was doing nothing because Jiang Baocu had her pinned down.

She was venting her woes to Sheng Tang.

"...I don’t want to sing, I get nervous as soon as I get on stage!" Jiang Baocu said.

Huishi High School held an annual charity event.

This year, the charity was to donate to a vocational school for disabled people. To express their care for the disabled, the school had the student council organize a visit for Huishi High School.

After the visit, there would be a cultural performance, and each department of the student council had to put on three acts, including the broadcasting club.

Jiang Baocu was part of the campus broadcasting room.

This event offered little benefit and no special opportunity to shine. The broadcasting room randomly picked three people.

Jiang Baocu was selected.

She refused several times, but Minister Yang Mingming was unmoved, simply saying: "It’s been decided."

Yang Mingming’s word was law, leaving no room for objection.

Jiang Baocu wanted nothing more than to resign from the broadcasting room.

Sheng Tang laughed: "It’s not that serious! Running away because of a small matter like this isn’t that meaningful."

Then she shared her experience with Jiang Baocu: "The stage lights are bright. Close your eyes when you sing and pretend you’re absorbed in the moment. Once you get through the first few seconds, you’ll catch the rhythm and won’t be nervous anymore."

"You don’t understand..." Jiang Baocu was in great distress.

Sheng Tang indeed didn’t understand; she had long moved past that youthful anxiety.

The stage made her feel at home. She was always at ease in the spotlight, even energized by it.

"What should I do?" Jiang Baocu almost tore her hair out. "I’m really about to break down! Sheng Tang, do you think I should fake an illness to get a leave?"