“Mo Fei! There are so many people taking part in the preliminaries that we couldn’t arrange a backstage for each of you, sorry we could only put the four boys in your class together.” Fang Cheng explained.
Mo Fei smiled reluctantly, “Thank you, sir.”
Fang Cheng nodded, “Go backstage to the backstage yourself. I still got tones of work to do.”
“See you, sir,” Mo Fei watched Fang Cheng go away, feeling headaches and holding his forehead: Fang Cheng, this guy actually put him, Lin Feiyu and Xu Zihan in the same room. Isn;t he afraid of their four jumpy young men would tear down the house?
Mo Fei walked into the room and found the other three were already there.
The room allocated by the college to them was not small, but the people who cooperated with the contestants and the people who came to visit them were also in the room, which made it somewhat crowded.
Xu Zihan’s eyes showed with a thick disgust seeing Mo Fei and Mo Yi come in.
While Zheng Xuan showed reluctance in his eyes with Mo Yi’s coming in.
“Mo Yi, you robbed the flute that my Xuan wanted to send me.” Xu Zihan snapped.
Mo Yi looked at Xu Zihan lazily and asked coldly, “Didn’t your Xuan tell you that he was too weak to keep his flute and that was the why the flute fell into my hands?”
Xu Zihan glared at him and said, “That’s because you guys cheated and bit him!”
Mo Yi raised his head, his eyes crossing over Xu Zihan, looked over to Zheng Xuan, and asked in a light tone, “Did you take a bath today?”
Zheng Xuan’s face looked gloomy, and his knuckles burst into crisp sound.
Mo Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at Zheng Xuan coldly. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.
“Well, Mo Fei, you haven’t changed your performance clothes! Do it quickly,” Shangguan Tianxing came out to break the embarrassing and icy atmosphere.
Mo Fei nodded, “All right!”
Mo Fei went into the dressing room and changed a blue shirt. What he wanted to perform was the ancient zither, and he specially chose ancient-style clothes to match the instrument, with a green jade hairpin on his hair, which looked somewhat sage-like.
Shangguan Tianxing looked at Mo Fei coming out and got a little amazed, “Mo Fei, you look amazing in this dress.”
Mo Fei was holding the ancient zither, he looked like a gentlemen, modest and self-disciplined. Shangguan Tianxing suddenly felt Mo Fei was like a figure walking out of a picture.
Mo Fei smiled shyly and said, “Well, Shangguan, you’re flattering me.”
“Mo Fei, you are truly beautiful, my third brother is really blessed!” Lou Feng said.
Mo Fei raised his head and saw the speaker who was standing beside Lin Feiyu, paused, he had just focused on his opponent Xu Zihan, but didn’t notice Lou Feng was also here.
“Brother, thank you for your compliment.” Mo Fei was kind of embarrassed.
Realizing Lin Feiyu’s popularity, Lin Feiyu’s eyes revealed trace of dark color.
Zheng Xuan frowned and looked at Xu Zihan in his dancing clothes and asked, “Are you going to perform dancing today? Didn’t you say you wanted to play the flute?”
Xu Zihan said casually, “Playing flute is boring. It’s better to dance. I’ve been preparing it for a long time. Don’t you like my dancing?”
Zheng Xuan shook his head and said, “Of course I like it. I like everything you do.”
Xu Zihan chuckled brightly at Zheng Xuan, “I knew you would like it.”
Zheng Xuan smiled, combing Xu Zihan’s hair with tenderness, and there was a untraceable faint disappointment flashing in his eyes.
Xu Zihan lowered his head, with a shy smile on his face, and did not notice Zheng Xuan’s loss deep in his eyes.
Mo Yi came out of the dressing room in total white. He also had a hair clasp on his head, which was made of white jade.
Zheng Xuan paused at the sight of Mo Yi. Mo Yi was dressed in white like a sage floating out of the mortal life and living in a forbidden world. Zheng Xuan could hardly connect this beautiful man with the brutal guy who bit him rudely that day.
Xu Zihan looked at Zheng Xuan, and hit him with his elbow discontentedly, “What? Are you stunned?”
Zheng Xuan was embarrassed, “No.”
Mo Yi picked his eyebrows with no emotions.
Mo Fei cupped his chin, sized Mo Yi up and down and then said, “Yiyi, your figure is really suitable for dancing! Are you really not going to be my dancing partner?”
Mo Yi glanced at Mo Fei lightly, his eyebrows locked and said, “Young master, you remember our agreement? I will play the flute to cooperate with you.”
Mo Fei shrugged his shoulders and said, “I just feel a little pity. Your beautiful dance will definitely overthrow the cities and ruin the states.”
Mo Yi gave him a glare, “I’m flattered, young master. I do not have that charm.”
“Mo Fei, where is your Prince Yu?” Xu Zihan looked at Mo Fei cynically.
Mo Fei frowned. Now he only found that in addition to him, the lovers of the other three guys were all present.
“He is busy!” Mo Fei replied in a casual way.
Xu Zihan snorted coldly, “The third prince is too cold to you. He don’t even come and see you on such a big occasion!”
Mo Fei glanced at Xu Zihan, “It’s none of your business.”
Lou Feng looked at Mo Fei with a smile, “My third younger brother is really lucky to be married to such a beautiful man like you, but it seems that he himself do not know about his luck.”
Accompanied by Lou Feng’s words, the backstage door was pushed open.