Chapter 87 - 44 Hidden Skills (1)
Living for twenty-three years, Xu Chengyang never expected that the idol he had been a screen-licking fan of for five or six years turned out to be his senior schoolmate. Could this mean he might become the next Fu Weiheng in the future?
Thinking of this, Xu Chengyang couldn’t help but burst into laughter. The abrupt laughter caused the other classmates in the lounge to look over, silenced and curious.
Mr. Xu, oblivious to everything, excitedly stepped forward, carefully grabbed the hand of the esteemed violinist God, and earnestly said, "Senior brother! I am your ninth junior sister!"
Fu Weiheng: "..."
Everyone: "..."
"Xu Chengyang, what nonsense are you up to again!" Yang Erjin, who had somehow come from the front stage, stepped forward and knocked off Xu Chengyang’s hand from Fu Weiheng with a program list. "Don’t desecrate the god with your pig’s trotter." Then, straightforwardly, he dragged Xu Chengyang to the inside room to call people, "The actors for the remaining programs, get ready quickly, it’s about to go on stage."
Xu Chengyang’s resentful voice barely reached from the inside: "Yang Erjin, do you have a death wish..."
Old Charlie, watching the youthful and energetic scene of these two, couldn’t help but sigh, "How nice to be young!"