Chapter 148: Unreliable
Mei Qingying, Mu Tianxiang, and Fang Shao started arguing, while Lin Xiaoxue stood by, unsure what to do.
Jiang Chuchu grabbed Gu Qinghuan and moved to the side. She wasn’t worried they’d fight physically—she simply wanted to stay away from these people.
Le Yi hesitated, wondering whether to step in, but Bai Qingyin pulled him back: “You’re not part of Ye’s group. Don’t get involved. They’re just arguing—if it turns into a real fight, then worry about it.”
After speaking, Bai Qingyin raised her chin toward Bai Hanshan: “You pay attention. If things get physical, stop them.”
Bai Hanshan obediently said, “Oh.”
Lou Cheng looked at Bai Hanshan and then at Bai Qingyin, astonished: “I remember you have a younger brother, and Bai Hanshan has the surname Bai too… could it be…”
“She’s my sister.” “He’s my brother,” Bai Hanshan and Bai Qingyin answered almost simultaneously.
The cameramen filming this side immediately perked up: well, there’s the highlight!
As for the argument among Mei Qingying and the others, it wasn’t much of a highlight.
Even though cameras were recording, Xu Hanhai would likely cut this out—otherwise it would tarnish the Mingde image and lower the program’s quality.
Conflict isn’t bad, and disputes can be a form of communication, but meaningless arguments aren’t interesting.
Gu Qinghuan and Jiang Chuchu noticed the argument quieted down, so they removed their earplugs and started watching the live version of the program.
“I can’t believe I pulled your brother into the team,” Lou Cheng held her forehead, looking exasperated.
Bai Qingyin deliberately intimidated her: “I already know everything about your program’s progress. Victory is in my hands.”
Lou Cheng lowered her hand: “You don’t trust your brother?”
“Uh…” Bai Qingyin hesitated.
Bai Hanshan sighed heavily beside her.
“Are you saying you want your brother to make a major mistake during the performance so my group loses to yours?” Lou Cheng pressed on.
Gu Qinghuan nudged Le Yi, signaling: let’s go! We can’t admit defeat either!
Le Yi nodded in agreement: “Our group has confidence in our program too!”
“I think if the opponent deliberately throws the performance, even if we win, it won’t feel good,” Jiang Chuchu said calmly. “You wouldn’t want Ning Fu to win feeling so frustrated, right?”
Bai Qingyin immediately corrected herself: “Of course not. We’ll win fair and square!”
Mu Tianxiang, still arguing with Mei Qingying nearby, heard this and immediately aimed her words at them: “The winner will definitely be Little Fish!”
At the same time, Gu Qinghuan and Jiang Chuchu received a notification in the class group chat.
Lian Fenghe: [Ye Weiyu has arrived! He asked the security to open the gate; he’s driving straight to the building. Will be here soon!]
Fortunately, Lian Fenghe had a sharp eye. When Ye Weiyu rolled down the car window to show his face for security confirmation, he was seen immediately.
Gu Qinghuan and Jiang Chuchu exchanged a glance: perfect timing!
Jiang Chuchu spoke, her tone irritated: “Mu Tianxiang, I have to say, our group’s progress is the slowest right now.”
“The song isn’t finalized, and the backup dancers often argue. That’s not a problem for me. Once the song is set, I’ll pick a piece of poetry or prose that fits the theme and control my writing time—I can complete my task.”
“But you guys can’t. At this rate, the program is more likely to be ruined by the backup dancers.”
Mu Tianxiang was stumped. She wanted to argue but couldn’t come up with a word. Flustered, she said: “No way! Little Fish definitely has a way!”
At that moment, Ye Weiyu stepped into the rehearsal room.
Everyone’s attention immediately shifted to him. He looked a little flustered but forced a smile: “What happened?”
Deputy director Wu Changxiao had learned that Mei Qingying and the others were separated from Ye Weiyu’s group this morning, so he assigned two camera crews and the PD to Ye’s group.
At this moment, a PD pretending to be a statue in the rehearsal room approached and briefly explained the situation to Ye Weiyu.
The more Ye Weiyu heard, the more annoyed he became. He had just arrived a little late, so why had so many things happened already? How could these backup dancers all be so unreliable!
Thinking about “unreliable,” he also recalled Tang Huocai.
After Tang Huocai ran off last night, no matter how he sent messages, she wouldn’t reply. Calls went straight to shutdown.
His manager quickly assigned him a new assistant, but the new assistant couldn’t compare to Tang Huocai at all.
All they did was tell him the next day’s schedule, in a disorganized manner—nothing like Tang Huocai’s considerate planning.
He complained to his manager, asking for Tang Huocai to return, but the manager coldly retorted: “Miss Tang has her own things to do.”
Her own things? What could she possibly have to do? Doesn’t she like him? She should be doing things for him!
Ye Weiyu spent a restless night. When the alarm went off in the morning, he threw his phone aside. When the program crew contacted him, he just said he had something to do and would come later.
He had already set the program framework. Couldn’t the students make small decisions themselves? Discuss which song fits best and choreograph accordingly.
These trivial matters shouldn’t bother him!
With this thought, Ye Weiyu took a short nap in the hotel. When Lou Cheng’s manager called, he hurriedly got up.
The car was arranged by the director for the PD and cameramen, and Ye Weiyu didn’t have time to tidy up. To save time, he followed the car.
Now, arriving at Mingde, the situation was even worse than he expected. For a moment, he thought: why did he come to school to babysit a bunch of amateurs?
But since Walking With Light had an official collaboration, he couldn’t just walk away; offending the officials wasn’t an option. He had to grit his teeth and continue.
He mentally prepared himself, stepped in front of Mei Qingying and the others, and put on a professional smile: “Sorry, I was a bit late and held up your progress. Let’s decide the song now.”
Mu Tianxiang and Fang Shao were instantly touched—one felt Ye Weiyu was such a sensible sweetheart, the other thought he was considerate and gentle.
Mei Qingying immediately played the song she chose and spent a few minutes describing her choreography and stage effects.
After Mei Qingying, Mu Tianxiang and Fang Shao also introduced their songs and choreography. But it was obvious—their preparations were insufficient, and their work was not as good as Mei Qingying’s.
As for Lin Xiaoxue, she was clearly just going through the motions, intending to pick from the other three’s plans.
Ye Weiyu didn’t mind. Lin Xiaoxue had been recommended by Yan Zhengqing. As long as she didn’t cause trouble, it was fine.
“Let’s go with Mei Qingying’s plan,” Ye Weiyu said solemnly. “Can you all understand that?”
Mu Tianxiang pursed her lips, Fang Shao was a little reluctant, but since their idol said so, they could only nod in agreement.
Jiang Chuchu wanted to explode. Not explaining the reason for the choice and still expecting others to understand? Does he think people can read his mind?
Besides, Mei Qingying had considered everything thoroughly, but just hearing her description, Jiang Chuchu could imagine how complex the choreography was.
With the skill levels of Mu Tianxiang, Fang Shao, and Lin Xiaoxue, could they really perform it well? And with such a short time, how complete could the performance be?
Jiang Chuchu frowned and asked Ye Weiyu: “Is it really decided just like that?”
Ye Weiyu seemed oblivious to her doubt and smiled: “Yes. You can also choose suitable poetry based on this song.”
Jiang Chuchu wanted to roll her eyes. She suspected Ye Weiyu wasn’t paying attention at all; if they couldn’t meet the progress, he might even blame the students.
Thinking this, Jiang Chuchu gave Gu Qinghuan a meaningful glance: Alright, time for the two of us to act.
