TLCBITAR Chapter 9
by VolareThe light inside the theater was a bit dim, but Zhou Zhou spotted the male lead at a glance. That head stood there like a mountain, so eye-catching.
The A1 class’s seats were relatively close to the front. Zhou Zhou was sitting in the third row, and only had to raise his head to see Pei Yanlie’s dark head and broad shoulders.
A fragrant breeze wafted over, and Zhou Zhou twitched his nose, unable to resist sneezing. He reached out to rub his nose, turned his head and looked at Mu Xinyao, who was sitting next to him, his gaze instantly drawn to that patch of snowy white.
Mu Xinyao was wearing a pink off-the-shoulder top, her shoulders smooth and rounded, her chest full, paired with her baby face, making her both pure and alluring, and cute.
[Since she’s taken a fancy to me, should I try her out? Anyway, Pei Yanlie doesn’t like this female supporting character.]
Pei Yanlie frowned almost imperceptibly, and turned his head to look at the back row of seats, sure enough, it was that persistent guy again.
His gaze swept over the girl next to him, his dark eyes devoid of any emotion, and then he turned his head back, seemingly uninterested, not looking at them again.
They were just unimportant people, not worth wasting time on.
However, that lazy male voice kept drilling into his mind, even plugging his ears didn’t help.
His brow furrowed slightly, a hint of murderous intent hidden between his eyebrows.
The principal of Beicheng University, who was sitting next to Pei Yanlie, only felt a chilling aura surrounding him, making him couldn’t help but shiver.
He turned his head to look at Pei Yanlie next to him, smiling obsequiously, “President Pei being able to take the time to come to the school today is truly Beicheng’s honor. As for the matter you requested, I will find someone to handle it as soon as possible.”
Pei Yanlie frowned tightly, his expression solemn, and said in a deep voice, “Yes, usually pay more attention to the students’ physical and mental health.”
The principal of Beicheng nodded repeatedly, the fat on his face shaking up and down with the nodding motion, “That’s a must. For problem students, we will ask professional psychological counselors to guide them.”
[Damn, don’t touch me, I can’t take it.]
A slightly hurried breathing sound rang in Pei Yanlie’s mind, his breath hitched, and his pupils instantly turned cold.
Zhou Zhou withdrew his hand, his heart beating a little faster, his eyelids lowered as he looked at the person next to him and said, “Men and women should keep their distance, don’t touch me randomly.”
Mu Xinyao pouted, reached out and pulled her collar down a little, and said Coquettish: “Don’t you like it?”
A pair of moist eyes adorned the fair and rosy baby face, thick and slender eyelashes brushing up and down like small brushes, softening people’s hearts.
[God, so cute.]
[Don’t look, another look and you’ll fall!]
[Ahhhhh!!]
Pei Yanlie’s whole body tensed up, and he suddenly stood up, left his seat, and walked towards the resting point of the theater.
Zhou Zhou’s eyes followed the tall man’s movements, until his figure disappeared outside the door.
Strange, where is he going?
Your wife’s speech is about to begin, what are you running for?
He frowned tightly, a trace of irritability flashing in his eyes. According to the plot, the male lead shouldn’t be leaving at this time.
Could it be that his appearance caused a butterfly effect, and the plot changed accordingly?
This feeling of being out of control made him feel uncomfortable all over, and he even lost the mood to flirt.
After ten minutes of wild thoughts.
Mu Xinyao wanted to lean over again, Zhou Zhou supported her face with a palm and pushed her away.
The palm of his hand suddenly felt hot, Mu Xinyao retracted her tongue, and smiled ambiguously at him.
[Damn!]
[Why are you licking me!]
Pei Yanlie had just walked into the theater when that shy voice drilled into his mind.
He took a deep breath, only feeling that his head was about to explode, and waves of throbbing pain swept over him, causing him to exude a strong baleful aura.
[Eh? Pei Yanlie actually took off his suit jacket?]
[Heh, he didn’t take it off earlier, but he took it off in the air-conditioned theater!]
[What’s going on? Is his body temperature really out of whack?]
Pei Yanlie raised his hand and rubbed his brow, a hint of barely noticeable anger flashing in his deep eyes.
No one had ever been so noisy in front of him, disturbing his peace of mind. He would definitely invite a master to come and exorcise the evil spirits when he got back. It was truly Ghost hits the wall.
[That diamond watch is about to blind my eyes, he’s really good at pretending.]
Pei Yanlie put down his hand, his gaze sweeping over the watch.
This watch was the most ordinary one in his collection. If that boy saw his other treasured models, he would be so angry that he would explode, right?
The stage lights brightened, and the freshman representative’s speech was about to begin.
Su Wanxing was wearing a light pink off-the-shoulder dress with a train, and walked to the podium with elegant small steps, bowing slightly to the crowd.
[Yo-ho, Little Star is looking beautiful in this getup, Pei Yanlie must be itching to do something after seeing it!]
[Look at that fair and delicate face, those rosy lips, Pei Yanlie, I envy you.]
Pei Yanlie lowered his eyes slightly, his legs crossed, not even looking at Su Wanxing on the stage.
“Respected leaders, teachers, and students, good afternoon everyone! I am Su Wanxing from Class A1, and I am very honored to be at Beicheng…”
Su Wanxing’s voice was clear and sweet, like clean and sweet spring water, flowing in people’s hearts, making them feel a touch of sweetness.
[It’s really a voice of nature, I’m drunk, Pei Yanlie, are you drunk?]
Pei Yanlie finally raised his eyes, a hint of fatigue and irritability between his brows.
At this time, he only wanted to end this quickly and stay away from this nonsensical boy.
The principal of Beicheng saw his dark face and tired look, and tentatively asked, “President Pei, are you sleepy?”
“Yes,” he responded faintly.
“Why don’t you go to the lounge to sleep for a while?”
“No need.”
Pei Yanlie squinted his eyes slightly, leaned back in his seat, his voice still cold, with a clear sense of alienation.
After the speech, the performance began.
Zhou Zhou sat up straight, his expression with a trace of excitement, his eyes intently staring at the heroine dancing gracefully on the stage.
[Little Star, you have to give it your all, don’t forget to step on your skirt.]
[Don’t rush, don’t rush, dance to Pei Yanlie first.]
[You have to aim accurately later and throw yourself into your husband’s arms!]
[Pei Yanlie shouldn’t dodge, right?]
[In public, if he dares to dodge, I’ll be the first to kill him!]
The corners of Pei Yanlie’s mouth rose in a satirical arc, his eyes piercingly looking at the girl who was gradually approaching him.
Su Wanxing was very nervous at this time. As her body turned, her eyes quickly swept towards the man under the stage.
Fuck! What terrifying eyes!
Her breath hitched, her dance steps suddenly became messy, and her high heels accidentally stepped on the overlong dress.
She lost her balance and fell towards the stage.
[Ahhhhh! Is she going to throw herself into the male lead’s arms?!]
[Hey hey hey! This direction is a bit wrong!]
[It’s over, it’s over]
Seeing Su Wanxing fall into the principal of Beicheng’s fat embrace, Zhou Zhou stood up angrily, his face changing unpredictably.
After the performance ended, Pei Yanlie stood up, his lips pursed slightly, with no expression on his face.
He glanced at Zhou Zhou, then indifferently moved his gaze away and strode towards the exit.
[＊＊#＊#] — Starry Sky Era swear words
Pei Yanlie’s footsteps paused slightly, thinking that he had been cursed, he snorted coldly, not taking it seriously.
As the sole heir of the Pei family, he had seen all kinds of storms, how could he be afraid of a small curse?