In the blink of an eye, Monday was here again.
This week has six days of classes because we need to take a day off for the New Year’s holiday.
The class has already started organizing the New Year’s event.
"....Sheng Tang, what program are you signing up for?" The class monitor specifically approached her, "You sing well, you should sing a song."
Sheng Tang asked what kind of event it would be.
The class monitor told her that it is a performance organized by the school on New Year’s Day.
"Is participation mandatory?" Sheng Tang asked.
She wanted to sleep at ho or go out with her little brother on New Year’s Day.
"Absolutely!" The class monitor said, "The school will invite all students and parents, even if you don’t perform, you have to co."
Sheng Tang: "..."
She thought to herself that her parents probably haven’t seen her sing on stage yet.
When they sit in the audience, they surely would love to see their daughter shine on stage.
"Alright, I’ll sing then." Sheng Tang said, "I’ll sing a fitting song, I’ll submit the song later and work with the logistics classmates to arrange it."
Class Monitor: "..."
He paused for a mont, then asked Sheng Tang, "Can’t you sing ’The First Dream’?"
That song has beco incredibly popular this year, saving Lan Fei’s reputation and earning her a dedicated fanbase.
It’s played at school, in shopping malls, and often used as background music for short videos.
Whenever the class monitor and others ntion it, they always say, "The song was written by a classmate of ours, it’s amazing."
It always draws admiring looks.
The class teacher wanted Sheng Tang to participate, hoping she would sing ’The First Dream’ as well.
Sheng Tang laughed and said, "Sure, I’ll sing ’The First Dream’."
She was very agreeable.
The class monitor breathed a sigh of relief and registered her na.
Starting from that day, Sheng Tang had to go to the auditorium for rehearsals every noon.
Each class had three or four programs, and many people were rehearsing. When it wasn’t Sheng Tang’s turn, she would seize the ti to sleep.
She also inford her parents and Gu Shiting about her participation.
She spoke to Gu Shiting individually: "There will be a lot of people that day...."
"No problem, Song Chen will clear out the last row for ." Gu Shiting said, "I’ll be there, don’t worry!"
He missed many of Sheng Tang’s performances before, there’s no way he’d miss this one.
He knew Sheng Tang’s dream was to beco a star, and he would sit in the audience in the future, watching her shine. Everything now is just practice; it will beco his daily life in the future.
"How about this, I’ll give you the program schedule, you can co in when it’s almost my turn, and leave right after my performance." Sheng Tang said.
Gu Shiting hesitated for a mont: "Alright."
Sheng Tang hung up the phone with a smile.
During this rehearsal, she encountered her Senior Brother Qin Lin from the third year again.
Last ti she sang ’The First Dream’, Qin Lin said she sang well.
"....You’re in charge again?" Sheng Tang asked him.
Qin Lin said, "This ti it’s divided into groups, I’m responsible for the singing programs."
"That’s great. I’ll take a nap, wake up when it’s my turn." Sheng Tang said.
Qin Lin: "..."
Senior Brother Qin, who was treated like a personal assistant, was fuming with anger but still obediently woke her up when her rehearsal started.
On the second-to-last rehearsal day, Sheng Tang unexpectedly saw Gu Jiahui backstage.
He also had a program, a cello solo.
Sheng Tang hadn’t seen him for a while, he seed quite busy, not knowing what he’s been up to.
Seeing Sheng Tang, he still smiled warmly and approached enthusiastically: "Good afternoon, junior sister."
Sheng Tang replied, "Good afternoon."
"You’ve lost a lot of weight." He added.
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