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

When surrounded by lights, Sheng Jiayu realized that he had not stood on the stage for a long time, being watched by so many eyes, waiting for his performance.
In this life, he spent all his time training himself and did not cultivate any other hobbies. Apart from studying, he exercised. His life was completely opposite to that of his previous life.
Although he likes the motivation to keep working hard for his dreams, he sometimes suddenly feels that if he only puts his energy into doing one thing, he will always ignore other scenery.
Even when people asked him what talents he had, he found that all he could show off were the superficial things he had learned in his previous life.

In his previous life, he had very poor health, so his interests in art such as music and painting were only superficial hobbies, which he used to regulate his emotions. He learned them casually, just to cultivate his body and mind.
If you study in depth for a year or two but still don't achieve anything remarkable, it will affect your mood and increase the burden on your body. In the end, you will only learn the basics which are barely passable and not worthy of being considered a masterpiece.

The songs he selected were just pop songs of the era, nothing special.
Sheng Jiayu didn't seek to make a big splash, she just wanted to try once so that she wouldn't have any regrets for the college life she didn't have in her previous life.

The audiences in the audience listened to his music quietly, as if they were brought into another peaceful world, and they couldn't bear to disturb the musician on the stage.

In everyone's eyes, Yishi represents strength, war, and power.
Even after awakening as a rabbit, this label was still imprinted in the impressions of all other college students, and even the one-real and two-real people themselves thought so.

A rabbit born in a strong state should be a violent rabbit that can kick a stronger one with just a stretch of its legs.
Before this, Sheng Jiayu's reputation was indeed similar to what they thought.

But at this moment, the person on the stage seemed to have become another person. The stereotype of a herbivorous animal returned to him at this moment, reminding everyone that the person who caused the bloody storm in the First-Level Practical Academy was a rabbit.
It is not a very agile rabbit, but a quiet and docile herbivore.

People who were not familiar with Sheng Jiayu began to describe him as weak, quiet and docile, as if the storms he had stirred up in Yishi before were no longer worth mentioning.

In any case, herbivores have to fit their stereotypes.
Some people in the Practical Academy who were not so familiar with him and were jealous of his achievements began to have dark thoughts.
Some seniors who had been planning to get close to Sheng Jiayu for a long time also began to lick their exposed canine teeth, with a strong desire to pounce on him and bite open his fragile carotid artery.

The overwhelming atmosphere surged over, Sheng Jiayu frowned slightly, and his ears popped out uncontrollably, shaking slightly as if to cater to the wind from the air conditioner.

Such shaking made some people in the audience want to abuse him even more, and even the herbivores studying combat and military skills in the audience began to feel uncomfortable.

Whispered complaints began to spread, and the president frowned in the background, "What are they doing?"

"Tsk, do these carnivores have brains on their lower torsos?" The student union members in charge of controlling the situation also began to curse. They were backstage and could not feel the intuitive power, but they could guess what was happening.

Such things are nothing new to the student union, in fact they happen every year.
Most of the performers on the stage are students of military skills and warfare. There are many small animals there, and there are always some that look weak and easy to bully, which will arouse the hunting desire of the ferocious beasts in the practical academy.

While humans inherited the power of ancient animal bloodlines, they also inherited the bad habits of this food chain.
Although human reason will try its best to suppress these desires, there are always a few exceptions.

The stronger the inherited bloodline power, the more it tests the human party's ability to manage themselves.
When management ability cannot match the desire for domination brought by blood, one will become a tool controlled by wild beasts.

This is the downside of awakening, but it is also the price of having power.

The president, who had long been accustomed to such things, did not panic, but directly arranged people to warn and deal with them. After all, they did it every year and were already familiar with it.

The students who were sent to warn each student one by one were small carnivores and were less affected by this. He was responsible for dealing with this mess every year and had even begun to consider resigning.
As soon as he walked into the auditorium, he found that the huge feeling of oppression just now disappeared.

Everyone was listening to the performance quietly, without showing any surprise at all.

He was a little confused and asked the president if he wanted to warn him again, but he only heard the president's dry reply: "Forget it, come back."

What was going on? The errand boy didn't understand, but the president looked like he was watching gossip and said to the person behind him, "What do you think? Could this be a case of the iron tree blooming?"

"He's just simply annoyed..." The people behind followed the president's gaze and saw Lu Zhe, who was sitting there, just changed his posture, frowned, and looked impatient, and those people stopped.

Carnivorous animals have a sense of competing for territory. Lu Zhe is nominally a lion-tiger beast, and his aura is a little stronger than others. This behavior of releasing ferocious intent and competing for prey will cause dissatisfaction among his peers.

Most people in the practical academy can't afford to offend Lu Zhe. There is no other reason but that they really can't beat him.
No matter what the reason was for Lu Zhe's impatience, they didn't dare to act too rudely in front of him again.

After the performance, Sheng Jiayu put down her instrument and bowed to the audience.

Before he could straighten up, someone suddenly rushed to the front of the stage from behind, and a bunch of gorgeous red roses with water stains appeared in front of him.

Sheng Jiayu raised her eyes and looked at the man holding a red rose. Many people at the party had changed into casual clothes, so it was hard to tell which school they were from. But it was easy to guess by looking at the man's deliberately exposed fangs.

Even the purpose of the visitor is easy to guess.
Sheng Jiayu looked at the other person's face and waited for the other person's confession as promised. Then he raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "Who are you?"
In the past, he used this sentence just to tell the truth, after all, he could never remember other people's faces.
But Sheng Jiayu had to admit that what he said now was purely intentional.

After all, anyone who confesses his love in this situation is nothing but annoying.
Confessing in public without even confirming one's feelings to the other party is just using public opinion to pressure the other party to agree.

He said this before the people around him started to boo, leaving them with only their shallow little thoughts stuck in their throats, unable to spit them out or swallow them.

Fang Tan's expression froze in place. He had thought about it over and over again, but he had never expected to get such an answer.

He knew that his younger brother Fang Chen had a good relationship with this rabbit. He appeared with Fang Chen that day, so he should have some impression of him.
After all, he was a well-known wanderer, not an unknown person. This rabbit actually asked himself who he was?
While Fang Tan was stunned, Sheng Jiayu bowed again, apologized to the audience, took over the host's words, helped him cue the process, and turned around to leave.

The suit was tight and uncomfortable for him, so he hurried downstairs to change his clothes.
And there is also Dean Lu Zhexue, they have something else to say.

Lu Zhe hurried to the school to give him a clarinet, but he hadn't even thanked him yet.

As Sheng Jiayu stepped off the stage, Fang Tan immediately followed him and grabbed his hand, "Hey, are you just leaving like this?"

Fang Tan's force was very strong, and he simply didn't want to let him go.
They were stuck on the road that must be taken to go on and off the stage, and it was not right for the next performer to leave, nor was it right for them to stay.

The girls who were going to perform wanted them to make way, so they went up to wait in line. However, Fang Tan glared at them fiercely, and the girls shrank back in fear, not daring to say a word.

Seeing this, Sheng Jiayu frowned, which was a bit annoying.

He broke free from Fang Tan's hand and said impatiently, "Make way."

"Give me an answer and I'll get out of the way." Fang Tan became more and more demanding.

Sheng Jiayu noticed that the host was looking over here anxiously, and she was almost out of words to save the situation, so she simply pulled Fang Tan over and gave the girls a look.

The little girl quickly got over there and got away from the battlefield.
They were very grateful for Sheng Jiayu's help, but when they looked up and saw Sheng Jiayu's impatient expression, they dared not say anything.

Even a rabbit can be scary when it gets angry.

Fang Tan didn't expect him to be so strong, but then he thought that his younger brother seemed to have been pulled by him during the exam. The little rabbit who could survive in a real school must have some skills.

That's how it should be, that's what's exciting.

"That's enough, I've taken enough from Qiao'er." Fang Tan patted the non-existent dust on his body, looking confident that he had won.

He thought that no one could refuse his roses after the grand performance.

He pushed the rose in his hand away and said, "Just promise me that I can pretend that what you did to save my face just now never happened. The air in the backstage is always not so smooth. I don't know if it's the fragrance of flowers or the perfume sprayed on Fang Tan's body, which lingers in this small and stagnant backstage, making people's heads hurt.

A staff member came close to Sheng Jiayu's ear and said that they were attracting too much attention, as some people still had to make preparations backstage. The people in the auditorium no longer had the heart to watch the show, and one by one they craned their necks to look over here to see what gossip was going on backstage.

Although Sheng Jiayu left cleanly just now, it did cause a small sensation after all.
It is the nature of many people to love emotional gossip.

The campus celebrity was treated as a serious confession, but was instead asked a rhetorical question "Who are you?" It's hard not to be curious about such a big drama.

Sheng Jiayu held his forehead with his hand, feeling a terrible headache.
He still had something to ask Lu Zhe, so if nothing else, at least the two clarinets had to be returned to him.
Fang Tan was blocking the way here, being so shameless and not understanding what people were saying, which was really annoying.

The little rabbit's face was filled with anger. He gritted his teeth and glared, "Don't you understand what I'm saying? Get out of the way."

I don’t know if Lu Zhe is still busy going back. He doesn’t have time to waste on someone who thinks highly of himself and has no idea of ​​his own weight.

When Fang Tan saw that he was angry, he liked him even more.
Carnivores are naturally proud of small herbivores. He didn't think Sheng Jiayu was really angry. Instead, he felt that such temper was like scratching an itch, teasing him.

"Hey, this kind of anger is enough."

Sheng Jiayu just felt like he was talking to a deaf person and his words didn't make sense.

I don't want to waste too much time talking to this kind of person, but now it seems that I have to make some sarcastic remarks from him before I can understand what he means.

So he changed his tone, returned to his usual self, put a half-smile on his face, and asked him teasingly: "So, do you want to confess to me?"

"Forget it. At least I'll give the beauty a bouquet of flowers to express my friendship." Although Fang Tan thinks highly of himself, he was a playboy for a period of time after all.
Even though in the eyes of others, he is just regarded as a tool by the herbivores, the requirements for a tool are still very high. He must be able to speak some sweet words to make people willing to talk to him for a while.

He's not very good at saying sweet words, but he can do some word games.
You can say he is confessing his feelings, but that may not be the case. Anyway, it's up to you to guess and don't care what the result will be.

Sheng Jiayu sneered in her heart but remained calm, pinching the delicate rose petals with her fingers.
During the argument just now, many petals had scattered and landed on other flowers. When they were pinched, some water stains were left, wetting the fingernails and staining them a little crimson.

He smiled first, then took the bouquet, "Although roses are beautiful..."

Fang Tan was also happy, and he was not going to bow down to his offensive. No one dislikes flowers, but for a beauty like Sheng Jiayu, perhaps he would want to say, "Naturally, I am not as beautiful as you."

"It's a pity that I don't like roses." His expression suddenly turned cold, which was a direct blow to Fang Tan who was feeling complacent about guessing the other person's thoughts.

Sheng Jiayu stretched out her hand, raised the flowers, pressed them hard against Fang Tan's head, and twisted them downward.

The rose petals spread out under the force, soaking Fang Tan from head to toe.

"You don't even know what I like, so what's the point of talking about your friendship with me?" Sheng Jiayu said.

He stood there, still pure and spotless, his eyes filled with contempt and ridicule for the other person.

Only then did Fang Tan realize the true nature of this man. He was just an exquisite and good-looking appearance, but in reality, he was so rotten inside that he was disgusting.
How could there be such a herbivore that is so good at camouflage!

His anger was aroused, and when he saw his own miserable appearance, he swung his fist and was about to hit him.

Sheng Jiayu stood there without moving, but Fang Tan found that he couldn't swing his fist at all.

He tried again, but still couldn't.

Fang Tan turned his head to look at his right hand, only to find that his wrist was held tightly by someone. Looking along the pair of bony hands, he saw that it was Lu Zhe.

He swallowed and suddenly remembered what Lu Zhe had warned him last time.
He originally thought that Lu Zhe was just showing some superficial affection to his junior, but he didn't expect that he would actually follow him here.

Doesn't he never come to the year-end conference?!
Fang Tan was shocked. If he hadn't known that Lu Zhe never showed up on such days, he wouldn't have chosen today to make this public confession.

Lu Zhe actually came? For whom, this rabbit?
A terrible thought flashed through Fang Tan's mind, and even he himself thought, "No way."

But Lu Zhe didn't look at him. His eyes were always on Sheng Jiayu, as if he was checking his safety.

Holy shit, really?
Fang Tan was shocked, but Lu Zhe's guardian made him feel relieved.
No wonder, it turns out that he was hooking up with the biggest thigh in the school. He was indeed just a herbivore, and everything that happened just now was just a pretense.

This kind of compensation made Fang Tan feel less ashamed. He was about to admit his mistake to Lu Zhe and say that he shouldn't have touched his people, but Lu Zhe spoke first and asked Sheng Jiayu: "How do you want to deal with it?"

Sheng Jiayu tilted her head and smiled harmlessly, "Can I decide?"

"Of course it's your business that you decide. Do you want to do it yourself?" Lu Zhe continued to ask.

During their conversation, from beginning to end, no one even glanced at Fang Tan.
This simply challenged Fang Tan's territorial awareness as a carnivore. He couldn't allow someone to ignore his existence like this. "Hey!"

"No, your hands are dirty. Senior, please help me throw it out." Sheng Jiayu said with his hands behind his back, eyes squinted, and a smile, as if what he said to throw away was just garbage.

He didn't mind borrowing Lu Zhe's authority to bully others. It would be an easy thing if he could make people afraid of Lu Zhe and not dare to provoke him in the future.

It would be easy to just beat him up, but the clothes he was wearing today were borrowed. If he beat him too hard and some blood appeared, he would be letting down the student union that lent him the clothes.
Besides, beating him up personally is against school rules and regulations. It is not worth it to bear the punishment for such a person.

How could Lu Zhe not hear his little tricks, but tonight, he was willing to be the flower protector.
There are not many opportunities for the little rabbit to assert his sovereignty and release his protective desire.

"Okay." He said.

With just a little force, Fang Tan was thrown out of the backstage by Lu Zhe.

Fang Tan didn't react in time. When he tried to recover his body's weightlessness, he missed the stairs connecting the backstage and the auditorium and fell out from the red curtain.

It happened that the host was transitioning to a new scene, and the spotlight was hitting the part connecting the backstage and the stage, illuminating half of Fang Tan's body and the mess of red rose petals scattered all over his body.

The host was stunned for a moment, then thought about the excitement he was watching backstage and laughed out loud in a very immoral way.
The sound echoed throughout the entire auditorium through the microphone, stirring up the emotions of all the audience members as they watched Fang Tan's funny appearance together.

There were even some people who were just watching the fun and were not afraid of making trouble, clapping and shouting, "Excellent."

(End of this chapter)