Can Someone Please Go After My Sister!?!?! - Chapter 12

PY Trading

When I hurriedly came out of the elevator again, most of the student union members were already seated in the hall.

There were simple audio equipment in the empty hall, and on the podium were senior sister An Ru and two vice presidents.

I greeted everyone and was about to sit on one side of the podium, but unexpectedly, when Senior Sister An Ru saw me, she immediately waved at me excitedly, took her legs off the seat next to her, pointed at the empty seat happily, and gestured to me.

Um...does this mean you want me to pass?

Next to Senior Sister Anru? She just saved a seat for me?

I looked at her in some confusion, and she blinked and made a "come here" gesture to me.

It's not that I'm too reserved, it's just...

I looked at senior Wang Gang who was standing next to her. He was trying hard to suppress his unhappiness and staring at me intently, as if he was trying to drive away a nasty fly with his murderous eyes.

The seat between the two of them was the one that the senior student had just reserved for me.

I see… Are you treating me as a quarantine zone?

I smiled bitterly and walked to my seat. Senior Wang Gang greeted me coldly, and I responded awkwardly.

Really...why am I being used for this kind of role?

I guess Senior Wang Gang is interested in Sister An Ru? Is she using me as a shield?

You can find a girl, too. I sighed.

But Senior Sister Anru seemed to have no idea of ​​it, and she actually started chatting with me in an intimate way, giggling and almost leaning half of her body against me.

My ears were a little red, not for anything else, but Sister Anjou's posture was almost like whispering in my ear, her breath sprayed on my exposed neck and it was a little itchy, and my shoulders seemed to be rubbed back and forth by some part of my body...

For a moment, I wished that all my tactile nerves grew on my shoulder blades, just to experience that beautiful touch.

Senior Wang Gang's face became increasingly gloomy. He tried to join in our conversation with a fake smile a few times, but was inadvertently avoided by Senior An Ru.

And his eyes became increasingly gloomy.

Alas, I was simply stuck between hell and heaven, and I couldn’t even hear what the singers in front of me were singing at the top of their lungs.

A contestant was holding up a microphone and growling. Sister An Ru took advantage of the chaos and quietly put her lips close to my ear:

"Hey, Yushan..."

"What's wrong, Senior Sister Anru?" I felt a little weak, the faint breath blew in my ears, and half of my body felt light and weak.

"Can you please stop calling me 'senior sister'? Can you just call me An Ru?"

"Okay, senior." My voice was a little dry and my mind was a little stiff.

"You're such a chatterbox!" She giggled, "You must come to the dinner later."

"What is it that you can't tell me now?"

"No, we have to wait until there are two of us."

When there are two of us...

I looked longingly, smiled foolishly, and gave the contestant a score of "0"...

Senior Wang Gang saw Senior An laughing in my ear and finally couldn’t hold it in any longer: “Zero points? Are you kidding! Focus, Lin Yushan! If you feel uncomfortable, you can go back first!”

I was stunned, and felt a pair of delicate and soft hands gently resting on my back, caressing gently: "Yushan, are you feeling uncomfortable? I think you are okay?"

I understood what An Ru was hinting at, and I complained in my heart, but I still gave Senior Wang Gang a strong smile: "I'm fine, I'm very happy."

His nose was almost crooked from anger.

At this moment, a burst of screams and applause interrupted our conversation. I saw that many more spectators appeared on both sides of the hall, screaming and waving their hands, as if they were cheering for someone.

What's going on? I frowned. People are not allowed to visit the audition! Where are the security guards?

A burst of singing interrupted my thoughts.

No, it’s my thoughts that melted into the song.

The voice was undulating, gentle and warm. It was singing the classic song "Scarborough Fair", but with a hint of hymn flavor, as if the voice was floating from a distant place. The rhyme and ending sound alone were enough to make people intoxicated.

A girl in a pleated skirt slowly walked onto the stage, squinting her eyes and singing softly. It seemed as if her entire soul had become clear and distant, and echoed with the sound waves throughout the space for a long time.

I opened my mouth wide... I have seen this person...

It was that “Liu Shitong”—the one who misunderstood me as a stalker.

I was a little embarrassed, after all, I was sitting in the first row of judges, almost face to face with her. Fortunately, she seemed to be completely immersed in the singing and didn't notice.

When the song ended, not only the fans, but also us judges applauded from the bottom of our hearts. The girl nodded in gratitude to all four sides, and then looked at each judge with burning, expectant eyes...

Finally it stopped on me.

I saw her expression freeze, almost like she saw a ghost, she just stared at me, speechless.

There was a gleam of doubt in her eyes.

Stalker? A judge?

Everyone noticed something was wrong and stared at us curiously - was there something fishy going on between these two people?

In order to relieve the embarrassment, I quickly stood up and applauded, shouting exaggeratedly: "Good, you sang very well, classmate, what's your name?"

Her face turned red and white, completely different from the detached and selfless look just now. She just held the microphone weakly and whispered: "My name is... Liu Shitong."

"Student Liu Shitong, you sang very well." I nodded righteously, "Come with me, I have some singing advice to share with you."

She looked at me with some doubt, and then looked at the other judges for help.

Sister An Ru gave her an encouraging look, and she timidly put down the microphone and walked out of the venue with me in the gaze of everyone.

Phew, I looked at her timidly and thought that the misunderstanding could finally be resolved...

Damn it, there is a genius mixed in the fan club.

When Wang Er saw me leaving with the other contestants, he immediately came out of the crowd excitedly, desperately greeted me, and proudly showed off the new words he had learned:

"Lin Yushan! PY trade! Trade!"

I almost bit off my tongue...

Shitong’s face turned red. Without giving me a chance to explain, she screamed and disappeared again.

The whole audience looked at me in silence, as if I were a third-rate director who was secretly taking advantage of a new singer...

Don't stop me...I want to beat Wang Er to death.

real.