The highlight of their class’s performance wasn’t the script, but the current props and set design.
Visual elements were far easier to attract the audience than the story itself.
After the script was rewritten, some parts needed to be redone, but fortunately, there wasn’t much deviation from before, which greatly reduced the workload.
The story remained the same—the princess, the knight, the dragon, and the witch—but the real changes lay in the characters’ lines and the overall theme.
The old story had been very hollow and pretentious, with all the dialogue in formal written language that felt painfully awkward.
With Mu Nanqiu’s help, Su Yao had completed this version, which was much simpler and lighter.
The original script’s hidden political messages were removed, and Su Yao was quite satisfied with it.
Zhang Li was equally pleased.
Initially, she had only intended this event to boost class spirit, but after seeing the new version, she had a flicker of anticipation.
She treated the performance as a goal rather than just a casual gathering.
She even found a separate practice space for the participants.
Zhang Li personally inspected it and gave high praise.
Su Yao thought, “The class advisor must have caught the enthusiasm, huh?” She herself still showed little interest in the matter.
But thinking that Mu Nanqiu would be on stage gave her a bit of motivation.
She pulled out her phone and found the photo she took yesterday of Mu Nanqiu elegantly seated in a long dress, playing the piano.
Her phone’s camera wasn’t great, so the picture was a bit blurry, and the screen was cracked all over.
Su Yao suddenly smiled.
Maybe it was time to get a new phone; this one was getting too old.
“Su Yao.”
Hearing someone call her name, Su Yao quickly turned off her phone screen and looked up.
It was Wang Jing…
She still had her neat single ponytail, smiling calmly and naturally, as if nothing had changed.
When she met Su Yao’s gaze, Wang Jing didn’t care what others thought and walked straight over.
Her actions gathered many eyes onto Su Yao in the activity room, and this deadly spotlight was truly nerve-wracking.
Wang Jing seemed to notice this, so she pulled Su Yao out into the hallway.
Separated by a wall, the feeling that someone was discussing her made Su Yao uneasy.
She looked at Wang Jing, her voice tinged with a hint of complaint as she asked,
“Senior Wang, what do you want to talk to me about?”
“Let’s walk and talk,” Wang Jing smiled, then headed towards the staircase at a leisurely pace.
Su Yao hesitated but followed.
As they walked, Wang Jing said,
“Are you and A Qiu together now?”
“…”
Su Yao stiffened.
She turned to look at Wang Jing’s face, which bore the expression of having just said something very ordinary, making Su Yao feel embarrassed.
Senior Wang, you’re as straightforward as ever!
She mutely nodded, which counted as an answer.
After getting a clear response, Wang Jing showed no particular reaction. Instead, she said something that surprised Su Yao.
“A Qiu is really good. She rarely shows emotions to people she’s not close to, so she always seems cold, but if you truly understand her, you’ll see she’s actually very gentle. You’re lucky to be with her…”
As she spoke, Wang Jing glanced at Su Yao walking silently beside her, then shared a new insight.
“I think, Su Yao, you’re practically tailor-made for A Qiu.”
“Senior Wang?”
What do you mean ‘tailor-made’?
Tailored where?
Measuring Mu Nanqiu’s fingers?
Watch your words!
Su Yao looked at Wang Jing but didn’t say anything, instead expressing her thoughts through her eyes.
Wang Jing smiled slightly, didn’t explain what she meant, and instead changed the subject.
“Maybe A Qiu can help you with your status.”
“…”
Those words silenced Su Yao completely.
Then Wang Jing talked about her recent days and what she had been up to.
The two chatted like ordinary friends—one endlessly chattering, the other quietly listening—until…
“Ah, A Qiu, you’re here?”
Wang Jing suddenly said this, and Su Yao shivered.
Following Wang Jing’s gaze, her heart started pounding.
The ‘A Qiu’ Wang Jing referred to could only be Mu Nanqiu.
Mu Nanqiu was wearing a well-fitted long black down coat today, holding a camera in her hands, but her exquisite, beautiful face was frosty, clearly showing she was in a bad mood.
Her narrow phoenix eyes squinted slightly as they landed on Su Yao for a moment.
Su Yao instantly felt as if she’d been pricked and hurriedly lowered her head.
This expression was completely different from last night.
Just as Su Yao lowered her head, wondering what to do, she heard Mu Nanqiu’s cold voice, tinged with some irritation, speaking to Wang Jing.
“How come you can come, but I can’t?”
“A Qiu stopped calling me Jing’er, and I’d be hurt if you did the same.”
“I’m not your A Qiu. I don’t know you!”
“Hmm…”
Wang Jing pouted, confused as to why Mu Nanqiu suddenly got angry.
Her moods were usually stable, and this wasn’t a day for trouble.
Then, glancing at Su Yao beside her, Wang Jing suddenly realized something.
She took a few steps away from Su Yao, giving her some space. Mu Nanqiu’s expression softened slightly.
Su Yao watched Wang Jing’s departing figure and grew increasingly nervous.
Now she was the only one facing Mu Nanqiu’s anger.
Turning her stiff neck, she looked at Mu Nanqiu, only to find her staring coldly.
Su Yao was a little scared.
What was going on?
“Senior…”
“I’m angry. You tell me, what should we do?”
Mu Nanqiu lifted her chin slightly, eyes narrowed, admiring Su Yao’s panicked and adorable expression.
“Senior… I… um…”
Faced with Mu Nanqiu’s sudden anger, Su Yao didn’t know what to do.
She stammered, unable to form a complete sentence, her face turning red.
Just yesterday they had been so affectionate, and she’d given her an expensive gift, but today it was like this.
Was it her fault?
Su Yao couldn’t figure it out.
After thinking it over, she guessed it was because she had gotten too close to Wang Jing, making Mu Nanqiu upset.
The last time Mu Nanqiu was angry, it seemed to be for the same reason, so she hurried to explain.
“I have nothing to do with her, really. Senior, please believe me.”
“Oh.”
Mu Nanqiu’s indifferent voice made Su Yao feel suffocated.
She wanted a clearer response, so she reached out to grasp Mu Nanqiu’s sleeve, looked up at her expressionless face, parted her lips, and shyly apologized.
“Senior, I’m sorry. It’s my fault. Can you forgive me…”
“I can forgive you, Yao Yao, but only if you promise me one thing. If you do it, I’ll forgive you for today.”
“Okay, I promise!”
Hearing there was still a chance, Su Yao didn’t even think about what the condition was and nodded eagerly, her nervousness barely concealed.
She stared wide-eyed, waiting for Mu Nanqiu to state her terms.
At that moment, a flicker of mischievousness flashed in Mu Nanqiu’s eyes, but she hid it perfectly, not letting Su Yao detect a single hint.
She looked down at Su Yao’s adorable little face and said.