Chapter 288: You can't hit people here either

Lu Yuchu slapped his hand away, her fingers falling onto her sister's hair, "I'll go check backstage with your second older brother first, then I'll come over to keep you company, okay."

Mu Xi watched his hand being slapped away, chuckled to herself twice, and didn't say much more.

Mu Youyu waved her hand, "Got it, second older brother and Lu Yuchu, stay safe!"

Bai Yun: Another day of close contact with my idol!!

The two had just entered the backstage passageway when Mu Xin, Qing An, and Song Huaixian, dressed in casual clothes, walked over and took the first row.

Mu Xin sat in Jiang Liangjin's seat, turned her head, "Darling, when are you going on stage?"

His gaze fell on the girl's face, his tone affectionate, completely ignoring the various looks from the surrounding students.

Mu Youyu turned her head to look at him, not surprised that these older brothers would come over, "We still have over an hour to wait; there are still several first-year performances left to finish."

Qing An plopped down beside Mu Xin, "Sis, I specially prepared a super surprise for you! When you go on stage and pull it out, it'll surely drop everyone's jaws."

Mu Youyu clapped her hands, "Wow, what is it? Can you leak a little bit beforehand?"

"No, no, if you leak it beforehand there won't be any surprise."

Knowing this, Mu Xin couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.

Bai Yun's gaze was still on the backstage, she had no spare attention for anyone else.

Seeing there were no seats left, Song Huaixian, not wanting to block the view of those behind, simply squatted at Mu Youyu's feet, "Honey, I'm on break! I came specially to cheer you on—aren't you surprised?"

His hair was a bit messy, but it didn't detract from his handsome face at all, his eyes full of anticipation for praise.

Mu Youyu clapped along, "Huaixian older brother! Of course it's a surprise—I thought you wouldn't be back for a few more days."

Gu Xingnan withdrew his gaze from the stage, nodded at the few people as a greeting, then said, "Huaixian brother, come sit over here."

Song Huaixian glanced at his seat, shook his head in disdain, "No, I'd rather stay squatting."

There were two people between them and his sister!

Gu Xingnan's mouth twitched, and he silently withdrew his gaze.

Bai Yun would never give up her seat.

On stage, Jiang Liangjin had just finished announcing the next program when his gaze fell on Mu Youyu.

Seeing Song Huaixian squatting at her feet and Mu Xin sitting in her own seat, she wasn't surprised.

Both of them had told him they would come.

Jiang Liangjin then began reciting his lines.

On the other side, Song Yan turned around, saw that Lu Yuchu and Mu Xi were missing, sent a message to his dear little sister, and followed them backstage.

The backstage lounge was set behind the stage, filled with many students, a bit noisy.

Song Yan glanced around, didn't see any familiar faces, and headed toward the student council's exclusive lounge.

As he approached the lounge door, he saw four male students gathered in a circle.

Their heads were close together, voices lowered, as if they were discussing something shameful.

Song Yan had intended to ask them to make way, but his steps halted when he heard his sister's name, and he froze instantly.

He lightened his steps and approached silently.

"As long as we wreck Mu Youyu's broken piano, she won't be able to play, and she'll definitely embarrass herself in front of the whole school!"

The leader, wearing a baseball cap with the brim pressed low, spoke with a voice full of malice.

"Then let's see how she can still be arrogant, how she can keep monopolizing Young Master Jiang's attention!"

"Acting all high and mighty all day long, it's truly disgusting!"

The second male student hesitated: "But she's the eldest daughter of the Mu family—if we get found out, what will we..."

"What's there to fear!" the baseball-cap guy snorted coldly, tone disdainful, "This is the exclusive lounge for the dogs who do the school's work—supposedly for them to do work, there isn't even a camera, so who could pin anything on us?"

"\"The dogs who do the school's work\" naturally refers to the student council members."

A flicker of greed flashed in his eyes: "As long as she embarrasses herself, Young Master Jiang will surely notice the Luo Goddess."

"Then the Luo Goddess would be pleased, maybe even give them an extra glance, and from then on they could bask in her reflected glory at school!"

Song Yan's face had completely darkened, he flexed his wrist.

"Exactly! And there's the Bai Goddess—she was supposed to shine in her solo performance, but Mu Youyu stole the spotlight; as long as this person can't take the stage, the Bai Goddess can show off her beauty all by herself!"

"Hehehe..."

Before the foul words behind him were finished, Song Yan kicked the outermost male student in the back.

He stumbled straight into the center of the circle, bumping the other three and making them stagger a few steps.

"Ow, what the hell! Who is it?" The kicked student grimaced in pain, turned his head to see the comer, his face instantly paling, "No, no, it's not you... Song Yan?"

The other three male students also lifted their heads, seeing Song Yan's icy cold face, they froze in fright, their earlier arrogance vanishing instantly.

They never expected to be caught by Song Yan.

This guy is Mu Youyu's cousin, the famous Song Yan in the entertainment industry, and rumor has it he holds a red-black belt in taekwondo.

"\"Say that again, what you just said? \" Song Yan had his hands in his pockets, stepping closer, his aura low and intimidating."

The baseball-cap guy forced himself to stay calm, stammering, "\"Song... Young Master Song, we were just joking around, speaking casually, please don't take it seriously......"

"\"Joking? \" Song Yan snorted, his eyes icy enough to freeze someone, \"You schemed against members of the Song family and still dare to call it a joke?"

Before his words even finished, he saw Male Student 3 furtively pull out his phone, seemingly trying to call for help.

Song Yan was quick-eyed and quick-footed, lifting his leg to kick the phone flying; the screen smashed on impact.

"\"Since you dared to do it, you must have the guts to bear the consequences. \" As Song Yan's words fell, Male Student 4 mustered his courage and threw a punch at him.

"He seemed to have lost his head in panic, wanting to go all out: \"Stop meddling, we're doing this for the Luo Goddess too! If you had someone you liked, you'd definitely act the same way!"

"\"... \" Song Yan easily sidestepped, grabbed the opponent's wrist, and twisted.

Then came a soft "crack," accompanied by the male student's scream.

The other three, seeing this, didn't even have time to be scared, they all rushed forward, fists and feet flying.

But how could they be a match for Song Yan?

Song Yan had been training in taekwondo under a professional coach since childhood, and his red-black belt skills were certainly not for show.

Taking on these few boys with no professional training was more than enough for him.

Every punch and kick landed precisely on their vital points, yet he pulled his blows.

He didn't cause serious injury, but it was enough to make them unable to fight back from the pain.

Within a few minutes, all four boys were on the ground, clutching their arms or legs and wailing incessantly.

"Oh, by the way, let me say this: it's not our little princess monopolizing Jiang Liangjin's attention; it's him monopolizing our little princess."

Song Yan kicked at his hand, just pulled his gaze back, when he heard footsteps behind him.

He turned his head to see Lu Yuchu and Mu Xi hurrying over, evidently having heard the commotion.

"Brother Yan, what happened?" Mu Xi hurried over, her gaze sweeping over the mess on the ground, showing no extra emotion.

Lu Yuchu's gaze first fell on Song Yan, and only after confirming he was uninjured did he relax.

He then looked at the four boys on the ground and said helplessly, "Yanyan, you can't beat people just because you're throwing a tantrum; if someone films it and puts it online, it'll be bad for you."

"Such matters should be left to the bodyguards."