Chapter 37

Act V: Avenue Q (9)

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Winter vacation for high school students had always been extremely short.

It seemed that they only waved goodbye to their classmates a few days ago, and in the blink of an eye, everyone reappeared on campus.

It was visible to the naked eye that many people in the class had put on weight.

The first thing that Huawu Academy did at the beginning of every semester was that the boys and girls were divided into two groups and took turns on the scales.

This sounded ridiculous, but for dancers, this was definitely the most frightful experience in the world.

They were like a group of little piglets waiting to be sold. They stepped on the electronic scale one by one on the conveyor belt, and there was a teacher next to them who would report the weight loudly on the spot. The only difference between the piglets' and students' weight was that, the heavier the piglets were, the better; whilst the lighter the students were, the better.

The weight measurement was in the afternoon, and in order for their scale data to look better, many people had not eaten a grain of rice since last night.

Before going on the scale, the girl could not wait to remove all the hairpins from her hair, and then carefully stepped on the edge of the scale with her toes--

—— "Qi Ji, seventh grade in the Musical Theatre Department, 58.5 kg!"

And this semester, Qi Ji once again was the winner of the entire campus in “outstanding performance” in weight.

Her weight, if placed in the general population, could only be considered slightly plump, but in dance school, it was just too eye-catching.

Teacher Chu Ping couldn't help but say, "Jin Qi Ji, ah, although we don’t restrict weight like other departments, can’t you restrict what you eat properly..."

As usual, Qi Ji promised well, but turned around and forgot what she had promised.

After she measured her weight, she ran to find Xiang Cai.

She suffered so much this Spring Festival that she could only turn her grief into appetite. She really wanted to ask him, how did he meet his online girlfriend?

After his physical examination, Xiang Cai was a bit fatter than before and his face was more rounded. His daily exercise volume was also much less than before. Fortunately, he didn’t easily gain weight, so his weight was still within a reasonable range.

"Congratulations," said the physical examination teacher. "You are two centimeters taller than last semester."

Xiang Cai looked down at his thin wrists and subconsciously wrapped his left wrist with his right hand, there was room for surplus.

Unexpectedly, in his mind, he recalled Wang Qingyun’s back that he saw in the video before, he didn’t know when he would grow as tall as that man.

After measuring their weight, everyone returned to the classroom.

Looking left and right, he suddenly noticed that there were several faces missing from the class.

Today was the first day of school. Could it be that those people had some reason to ask for leave?

He told Qi Ji his question, but the girl widened her eyes exaggeratedly and replied, "Xiang Cai, does no news ever get to you?”

Xiang Cai: "What's wrong? Could it be that a few of them transferred schools?"

Qi Ji shook her head: "They have signed up and are going to be trainees!"

"Trainees?" Confusion flashed across Xiang Cai’s face. "What is a trainee?"

Qi Ji had never seen anyone like him who was not well-versed in worldly affairs. He was a student of song and dance, but he had never even heard of "trainee"!

She hurriedly explained it, and the ignorant Xiang Cai understood.

"Then they don’t go to school?" He said incredulously. "It's too early to debut at the age of 16 or 17."

"They should become famous as early as possible!" Chen Ziran in the back row leaned in his head, "Xiang Cai, you are too old-fashioned! Now it is not unusual for many to become child stars, and there are even many 12 and 13-year-olds who form groups and become singing idols! The company directly arranges teachers to give them tutoring, no need for these classes!"

Chen Ziran sighed: "My dad took me to several dinners and I met a few scouts during this Spring Festival, but my mother didn't agree to it. She wanted me pass the college entrance examination and read drama performance seriously ... I really don't want to work hard to make money."

Talking, he suddenly turned his head to look at Qi Ji: "Fat Jin, speaking of, didn’t someone previously go to South Korea to take an acting class to debut? You see that you are blessed with unique conditions, you don’t even need language classes, you can also go abroad to study! "

Jin Qi Ji was too lazy to answer him, but couldn't ignore his stupid conversation. There was so much gunpowder between the two of them that they would quarrel just after saying a few words.

Sandwiched between the two, Xiang Cai’s ears were filled with the words, "debut", "idol", "star", "artist" ... concepts that had never been so close to him.

He was only seventeen years old, and he was obviously still at the age of studying daily, but his peers were thinking about how to become famous and how to make money.

It seemed that overnight, everyone planned to be shining stars in the future; but his plans was so simple by comparison. He didn't plan to make lots of money, let alone for his name to become famous. He just wanted to stand on the stage forever, to his own dance, to sing his own songs.

——Others had embraced reality, and only he was still dreaming.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken, Qi Ji rolled her eyes and abruptly changed the subject.

"Okay, let's stop talking about these boring things." The girl blinked, asking in a casual but unconcealed tone, "Xiang Cai, did you meet your sweetheart by playing games?"

"Ah? ..." Xiang Cai was stunned for a few seconds, and then realized who Qi Ji was talking about. His expression froze immediately, because he recalled all the scenes he saw in that brief video connection.

Wang Qingyun, who he was completely unfamiliar with ... and the young man who stood beside Wang Qingyun and laughed at him ...

Xiang Cai gave a grudging smile: "They are not my sweetheart ... I just have a unilateral impression of them, they don’t know it."

In Xiang Cai’s heart, secret love was a very private matter. This was his own story, and he would decide for himself when to start and when to end it. From the beginning to the end, Xiang Cai had never considered exposing his thoughts to Wang Qingyun—he didn't want to disturb him, and he didn't want there to be any rift in the friendship between them.

Since the Spring Festival, the two of them had had little contact.

Wang Qingyun seemed to be busy with the three-dimensional world. Every time he went online, he hurriedly said a few words and left.

Xiang Cai was very good and didn't bother him. In his spare time, he strolled around Wang Qingyun's Super Topic every day.

The waves were calm until now, and Xiang Cai realized that he was actually no different from other ordinary fans—fans that knew nothing about Wang Qingyun's three-dimensional life. Even if Wang Qingyun really had troubles, Xiang Cai wouldn't know and couldn’t help.

Each time Xiang Cai thought he was one step closer to Wang Qingyun, reality proved how far apart they actually were.

Coincidentally, when Xiang Cai thought of Wang Qingyun in his heart, the familiar name suddenly appeared on his phone screen.

Xiang Cai couldn’t care about the classmates beside him, all his energy was devoted to his phone. He rubbed his eyes and saw that Wang Qingyun was looking for him.

Yiming Qingyun: guess, are you there?

Yiming Qingyun: There is something I need to trouble you with.

guess : !!! Here!!!

guess: [Meng goose pops out of hole].jpg

This was the first time that Wang Qingyun had something to "trouble" him with!

Come on, even if it was going up to the sword and down to the fire, it could be done!

Yiming Qingyun: I went to a musical with a friend a few days ago.

Yiming Qingyun: Coincidentally, it happened to be the one with the coming out song.

guess: ... Is it Avenue Q?

Yiming Qingyun: Yes.

Xiang Cai reviewed the musical, Avenue Q, twice, when searching for a song for the Spring Festival. This was a musical that made people both laugh and cry. It seemed to speak of the confusion of graduates, but in fact, it was more about life's choices and forks in the road.

Yiming Qingyun: I really liked a song in it.

Yiming Qingyun: But I have never been able to find a download.

Yiming Qingyun: I remember you said you had it on hand.

Yiming Qingyun: Can you share it with me?

guess: [meng goose ok].jpg

guess No problem!!!

Although it was only a trivial matter, Xiang Cai was very happy to help the great god!

guess: What song?

Yiming Qingyun: "Purpose".

Alas, the great god actually wanted to listen to this song?

There were many songs throughout the musical, and this "Purpose" was not famous. The literal translation of the title meant determination and goals. In the play, the protagonist was at the crossroads of life. With this song, he hoped to find his goal and realize his ideal.

Since Wang Qingyun was eager to listen to this song ... was it representative of him, did he have doubts about the direction of his life?

Xiang Cai was a sensitive child. He keenly caught the trace of irritability in Wang Qingyun's tone.

guess: ... that, Yun Da.

guess: I'll ask a question. If you don't want to say it, don't say it.

guess: [swan covering face].jpg

guess: If you have any difficulties, you can tell me.

guess: I- I- I- I- I may not give you any good solutions! But I'm definitely a good tree hole!!!

guess: I have a tight mouth!!!!!

Xiang Cai sent a cute expression with a zippered mouth.

Over the radio wave was a long period of silence.

Silence.

More silence.

As soon as Xiang Cai began to regret and think that he should not have been nosy and overstepped with these so-called suggestions, a line of words suddenly jumped into his sight.

Yiming Qingyun: ...

Yiming Qingyun: guess, thank you.

Yiming Qingyun: I did encounter something recently.

Yiming Qingyun: You know, I dreamed of becoming an excellent commercial dubber.

Yiming Qingyun: But in order to realize this dream, I must make some compromises now.

Yiming Qingyun: I don't know if the path I’m choosing is right or wrong.

These words, Tan Yiming did not even share with the second son.

He had long since reached a tipping point, and for too long, his tight nerves did not allow him to relax. He seemed to have a reached a stalemate in his heart, on one end, his persuasive reason, and on the other end, his cracking self-esteem.

Yao Yin's proposal was too tempting. As long as he associated with Yao Yin, he could provide a recommendation letter ... It was within his reach, it only needed Wang Qingyun to take a step forward.

However, his morals did not allow him to take that step forward. This went against his beliefs since childhood, and it also wasted all the hardships he overcame along the way.

But ... as the deadline was fast approaching, he was getting deeper and deeper into the conflict.

Therefore, in the face of the boy on the other side of the ocean, Wang Qingyun could not help but voiced his dilemma.

He had always been proud. He knew that the little swan had always regarded himself as an idol—and his idol burden did not allow him to expose his "mortal" side to guess.

But today, he succumbed to it.

When he spat out all those trivial thoughts in one breath, he felt some subtle regret in his heart, but he felt more cheerful.

Look, little swan. He was just a mortal, and would encounter mere mortal troubles.

The boy stared slightly in surprise, his pupils reflecting those words.

He thought about it, and his finger quickly wrote a string of words—

guess: but ...

guess: A dream that can be compromised is not worthy of being called a dream, is it?

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The author has something to say: Yes, the last time was the great god waking up guess, this time it was guess waking up the great god~

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