"Zhizhi!!"
Chen Shi'an and Wen Zhixia had barely returned backstage when their friends crowded around them.
The girl's squad of best friends were all beside themselves with excitement, chattering away. "You two sang so, so well! So much better than in rehearsals! Oh my gosh, it was perfect!"
"Heehee-"
Wen Zhixia just kept smiling, her cheeks flushed. Having successfully finished her duet with the Taoist, she breathed a huge sigh of relief too.
With that experience onstage behind her, she no longer felt nervous about the upcoming skit.
Lin Meng Qiu gave the two a slightly reproachful look.
Stinking Taoist, stinking Cicada, why did you have to sing so well? Were you putting on a concert?!
Ugh-now all the pressure's on me.
If my performance with Chen Shi'an later doesn't go well, won't it be obvious who's better?
Aaargh, if I'd known, I would've switched the program around so Chen Shi'an and I went first-
"-Nice singing."
Lin Meng Qiu handed Chen Shi'an a bottle of mineral water.
She had been holding it all this time. Chen Shi'an had thought it was for herself, not something she had prepared for him.
After being warmed in the Class Monitor's hand for so long, the water was a little warm too, just right for soothing his throat after singing.
"Thanks, Class Monitor."
Naturally, this little gesture didn't escape Wen Zhixia's notice. When the two girls' eyes met, Wen Zhixia secretly raised her eyebrows. How could Lin Meng Qiu not know what that stinking Cicada wanted to say?
[See? That's how you put a Taoist to use!]
*[×××××!]*
There was no time to savor the moment any longer. With someone else's act in between, they hurried to take a brief break and prepare for the skit that was about to go onstage.
Chen