I'm dressed as a rabbit and I'm all over the star system

The light in the banquet hall was bright and ambiguous, and the yellow ceiling lights made every corner of the venue visible.

Lu Zhe leaned on the handrail at the corner of the second-floor corridor, the only dark corner in the entire banquet hall, and looked at the sentence he had sent two minutes ago.

It can't be withdrawn.

He held his forehead and began to have a headache about how to explain this matter.

Today is the annual meeting. He usually goes to school and rarely appears in public. Whenever he appears, he makes decisive decisions on the company's projects, which makes many project managers and small company partners who usually come to curry favor with him have to come to toast him on days like today.

After drinking a lot, he found a corner to sober up.

But the alcohol mixed in his blood, making his brain dull. When he saw the news about Sheng Jiayu, his mind was filled with the lively, cute but sharp-tongued little rabbit.

After a few conversations, he inexplicably typed that sentence.

Just then his sister came over and said a few words to him, and he sent the message with shaking hands. Now that he has calmed down and wants to regret it, it is too late.

Sheng Jiayu didn't reply after that. I don't know if she was scared by him or was distracted by other things and didn't see the message.
When he replied this sentence, it was a long time after the previous sentence. He was even wondering whether he should send such abrupt words to the little rabbit.

The result was a mistake and there was nothing that could be done to save the situation.

Lu Zhe began to regret it. He was not a blockhead who could not distinguish love from love. He had long noticed the different kinds of love and appreciation he had for Sheng Jiayu.
But it shouldn't be so early. Sheng Jiayu is just over eighteen years old and he is still a child.

Sheng Jiayu's future is bright. He has an unlimited life as a professional player, which is different from people like him who have to discuss business over drinks while studying.

He didn't know how many years he could play in the league. Maybe in a few years, he would have to retire and work in politics, or focus on his own business.

If the alcohol hadn't given him the courage he shouldn't have today, he wouldn't have said those words to Sheng Jiayu.

But Lu Zhe could not escape from his own heart. At this moment, a warm and exciting voice in his chest told him: Go see him.

Tonight, Sheng Jiayu will wear a dress that is not usually seen, and hold a clarinet made by the best instrument master in Allenville, which he is about to give to him.
I wonder what kind of music he will play.

They will be playing in the league next year, and Sheng Jiayu will not have time to return to the team to attend any year-end party.

This is the only time in my life that I will have the chance to see a different Sheng Jiayu.

He wanted to see him.

Lu Zhe, whose mind was blinded by love and alcohol, didn't want to stay in this place any longer. He went to find his sister and said, "I'm leaving. Where's the clarinet I asked you to find for me?"

The elder sister of the Lu family looked at him and frowned. This man in their family has always been mature and steady, so why is he talking to her like this now?
She raised her hand and touched Lu Zhe's forehead. "Did you drink too much? What's wrong with you? There's a dance party later. Go after that."

"I don't want to dance. I want to leave now." Dances are always troublesome. Groups of young masters and young ladies come to him, and he can't push them away.

"You really should at least go through the motions and show up before leaving." The elder sister of the Lu family is also a rebellious person. In her early years, she insisted on giving up her family property to learn dancing, and now she is a dancer famous throughout the league.
She supported Lu Zhe in pursuing what he wanted to do, but someone had to take on the tasks at home. She flew around various galaxies on tour every year, so this burden had to fall on her younger brother who had not yet graduated.

The life in the military academy is hard and busy, and Sister Lu can't bear it, but there is nothing she can do. She can only try her best to help him share some of the burden.

But usually Lu Zhe stayed in Allenville Star City longer. Even though he was never willing to go to parties, he was never in such a hurry to leave.
She knew that today was the end-of-year meeting for the Yijun Army, as it had been every year for the past four years, and that in the evening it would just be a revelry party for the students. He was in a hurry to leave now, it couldn't be that he was going back to watch the party.

"Can you tell me why you are in such a hurry to leave?"

Lu Zhe wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.
He was drunk to get such courage, but the more he was pulled, the more he began to hesitate about whether he should go.

When the elder sister of the Lu family saw that he didn't say anything, she saw a hint of hesitation in Lu Zhe's expression and had a guess in her heart.
She didn't scold him, but asked happily: "Azhe, who are you in a hurry to meet?"

Lu Zhe shook his head.

"Can't say it, or don't want to say it? How far has it come?"

"I haven't reached any stage yet. It's just that I suddenly had the idea." Under his sister's questioning, Lu Zhe finally lost his temper.
He was most afraid to answer this question, after all, he himself was also very hesitant.

"Forget it, I won't ask anymore. We should at least give them some face and leave after we meet." His sister patted his hands, "There are still forty minutes left. You only need to go to school in twenty minutes. You can always wait for an hour."

At this point, Lu Zhe had no choice but to compromise, but his conversation with Sheng Jiayu still remained on that abrupt remark, and he didn't know how to ease it.
For the next hour, his mind was filled with what he would say if the little rabbit asked him something that night.

So he was a little absent-minded throughout the entire banquet.
When his parents took him to chat with old friends, they asked him a question, but he didn't respond for a long time. His mother slapped him hard and said, "What are you doing? I'm asking you a question. Have you found your teammates for next year's competition?"

The elder sister of the Lu family was standing by and jokingly pulled her mother's hand, "He is absent-minded. He flew back to school a long time ago."

There was a hidden meaning in her sister's words, which made Mother Lu's eyes light up. She looked at her good friend and sister, and they exchanged a look of "you understand, I understand too". She grabbed her sister's hand and asked, "Azhi, is your brother finally thinking about love?"

Seeing Lu Zhe's face turn red because of his mother's blunt words, Lu Zhi found it very interesting. "I don't know. He refused to tell me anything and just said he was in a hurry to leave."

Lu Zhe: "Mom...Sister..."
He was helpless, not knowing how the matter had turned out like this. "We haven't even started yet, stop making fun of me."

Seeing the happy family, Lu's mother's good sister couldn't help but laugh, "How could Ah Zhe not be able to pursue someone?"

"He looks so fierce, who would dare to want him? No one wants him. Everyone in his school treats him as a celebrity. When asked if they really like him, they all say they don't want someone like him. He doesn't care about people at all. I wouldn't want one if I were him." It can be said that the people who dislike their own children the most are the mothers. The two sisters kept complaining, and the rising star in the military academy was turned into a poor little thing that no one wants.

Lu Zhe just felt a headache after listening to this. The last hour was really hard to endure. And Lu Zhi was still chiming in and making fun of his emotional problems, which made Lu Zhe feel very regretful.
He shouldn't have told his sister about this matter. He should have just left.

Not long after, Mother Lu spoke up: "Come on, if you are distracted, don't stay here. Go away quickly. I am annoyed just looking at you."

Before Lu Zhe could react, Lu Zhi winked at him, and he quickly stood up: "Thank you, Mom, for loving me. I'll buy you your favorite Lexington black tea later."

"Get out of here! If you had used your smooth talking skills in the right place, you wouldn't be single until today." Mother Lu waved her hand and continued chatting with her sisters.

There are still twenty-six minutes before the party starts. Sheng Jiayu's performance is the last, so there is still time for everything.

*
Backstage in the auditorium, the student union and students preparing for the performance are making final preparations.
The audience had entered the venue in an orderly manner, waiting for the carnival tonight. Although the new news announced by Hu Zhong in the afternoon made many people excited, there were still few days in the military academy when there were no training or classes. In particular, this year's gala had more interesting programs than previous years, and many people were looking forward to it.

The students in charge of the party would see that the auditorium was full of people, with discussions being very lively and their chests puffed out even more.

But before he could be happy for long, someone came running over and shouted, "President, something terrible has happened!"
"Why are you panicking? What's wrong?"
"What should I do? The piano is broken. I don't know what the problem is. The minister is looking for someone to fix it, but I don't know when it will be fixed."

Most people in the military academy have little artistic talent, and few can play musical instruments. It is already very difficult to put together an evening party. But at this time, the piano broke down, and no one could find anyone to fix it.
The school's technical teachers had gone on vacation a long time ago, and we told them to contact them when we got back to work if we had any questions. The elementary school student in charge of the program flow was overwhelmed with lawsuits and didn't know what to do, so he had to come to the president.

But it was no use asking the president, who didn't know how to repair a piano. "Can't the guy who plays the piano repair it himself?"

"If you can play the piano, you can also repair it! A pilot can't even repair a mecha!" The student performing the show denounced. He was a military technician, and the second half of his sentence sounded even more justified than the first.

After all, he was right, repairing mechas was a military specialty.

The president was overwhelmed by what he heard and waved his hand to tell him to get lost. "Then move all the programs to the front and let him be the last one."

"No, President, there's a clarinet solo at the end. They'll definitely fall asleep watching two performances in a row. This piano piece isn't very exciting to begin with, so we put it in the middle of the two more exciting ones." After all, she's different from Sheng Jiayu. It's enough for the people below to watch her just standing there, but if she plays the piano in a row, the show will really be boring.

It wasn't appropriate to schedule the program elsewhere, so they just pulled it out. It wasn't appropriate to have two similar programs in a row either. The president called the program director, and the two of them thought about it, "How about letting Sheng Jiayu perform first?"

"Didn't everyone run away after he blew the whistle?" The president disagreed.

"There's no other way. This is the most reasonable way to arrange the program. It seems that many people are looking forward to the program of the fan club, so not all of them should run away." The program list was put on the forum two days in advance to attract people, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people coming to the party.

The evening party is a tradition of the army and it must be held. However, if it is not held well and no one comes to watch, the student union will definitely be criticized. So every year they rack their brains to try to attract as many people as possible to watch, and send out the program in advance to give everyone a sense of anticipation.
Although most people are looking forward to Sheng Jiayu's clarinet solo this year, other programs are also somewhat innovative and not completely without discussion. The program director believes that the things the president is worried about will not happen.

After all, this is a military academy, and apart from these traditional parties, they can't find anything else to do.

The president was convinced, so he asked the program director to talk to Sheng Jiayu.

Changing the finale to the opening act would give a different treatment, and he was afraid that Sheng Jiayu would disagree.

However, Sheng Jiayu was not the kind of person who cared about such things. His only worry was that Lu Zhe might not be able to come in time to replace his clarinet. But he had one for practice, so it didn't matter. He might not be used to changing it suddenly.

But since it won’t be used, there’s no need to let Lu Zhe make the trouble to make a trip.

He opened the smart brain, his finger fell on the input box, and saw the sentence that he had not responded to, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

He couldn't quite figure out what Lu Zhe meant by that sentence, and he was afraid that he would think too much and appear to be being self-indulgent.
After thinking it over, he decided to switch programs to save the situation. "Senior, you don't have to bother me. I'll just use the one you lent me before."

Lu Zhe did not reply, so Sheng Jiayu put away the smart brain and went backstage to make final preparations.

This program is the first one after the opening, and there is no way Lu Zhe could make it in time.

Sheng Jiayu just changed his clothes first. The senior student who was busy backstage helped him to lightly apply powder and put on makeup, making him look more energetic under the stage lights.

With less than five minutes left before going on stage, Sheng Jiayu had fixed her hair and was about to walk out of the makeup artist's room, but when she pushed the door open, she bumped into a hard chest.

Looking up, I saw Lu Zhe breathing heavily.

It was the cold winter day at the end of December and Lu Zhe was sweating all over his forehead.

Sheng Jiayu was surprised at his appearance at first, then she quickly took two pieces of paper from the dressing table and handed them to him to wipe his sweat: "Senior, why are you here at this time?"

A staff member in front called him to wait in the backstage. Before Lu Zhe could explain, he stuffed the more delicate clarinet into his hand and said, "Luckily you made it in time. Use this one. It suits you better today."

The one she practiced before was painted black, but today Sheng Jiayu wore a white suit. Her usually curly hair was fixed with hairspray into a slightly curled look, and dotted with glitter.
He was in black and white from head to toe, except for his eyes, which were bright red.

The clarinet that Lu Zhe had just handed him was painted burgundy, a color deeper than his eyes. It did not steal his attention, but rather complemented his eyes better.

Sheng Jiayu took the clarinet, not knowing what to say, and someone in front of her was urging her.

Lu Zhe made way for him: "Go ahead, we can talk after the performance."

Sheng Jiayu went to the front, and Lu Zhe was led to the audience seats by the staff.

As a campus celebrity, many people were always paying attention to his appearance. When he came in in a hurry, someone took a picture of his back and posted it on the forum. When he appeared in the audience, even more people were talking about it.
The password-protected discussion post in the forum instantly turned the page. Why did Lu Zhe, who had not been present at the year-end conference for several consecutive years, appear here this year?

Lu Zhe doesn't care about what others say, and he won't act like a domineering CEO that no one dares to discuss.
He let the discussions spread, even with some doubt in his heart, waiting for the moment when they would guess the truth.

That little bit of possessiveness was infinitely magnified by his abnormal behavior tonight.
However, if Sheng Jiayu does not want to be discussed, he will still stop it. He does not want to use this kind of public opinion to control Sheng Jiayu.

He is not a controlling person, and he doesn't like the fact that Sheng Jiayu can no longer do what she wants to do or be the person she wants to be because of his existence.

The most attractive thing about Sheng Jiayu is his free and unrestrained outlook on life.
It is the worst thing to turn such people into caged beasts.

When Sheng Jiayu sent him the message, he was on the hovercraft carrying an army. When he saw the message, he had only one thought, which was to rush towards him.

Lu Zhe had to admit that after tonight, he would never again be so enthusiastic and fearless about the consequences.
He would begin to reflect on himself, wondering whether such pursuit might be something that Sheng Jiayu did not need, just like those suitors who had caused him trouble.

The impulse brought by alcohol will eventually disappear with the body's metabolism, and his emotions will be hidden, pretending that he has never been impulsive.

After all, he and Sheng Jiayu were recognized as career experts on the forum. Not long ago, he was still praising Little Rabbit for his focus on his career, but he was the first to have evil thoughts.

While he was thinking, the lights in the auditorium dimmed and the spotlights shone on the stage, illuminating only the small space where Sheng Jiayu was standing.

Sheng Jiayu raised his drooping eyelashes slightly and looked vaguely at the audience. No one knew where his eyes were. Then he raised his hands that were holding the clarinet.

(End of this chapter)