"Tuk. Tuk."
Wei Qingxu only needs to tap twice on the back of the chair to make squad leader Ye Mai's heart stop instantly. When the top idol of the Xinggui boy band landed as her transfer schoolmate, Ye Mai's world was turned upside down. The crisp smell of pine needles beside the desk, the rivals on the list who clung to her name, and the sentence that made her socially dead, "Monitor, your school uniform is buttoned wrongly" - all became the only origin of chaos in her coordinate system.
He was a dazzling star hanging out of reach on the canopy of her youth. And she was the "backdrop" who could only stiffly make way for him. The distance you look up at is so clear. When the noisy wave almost swallowed her up because his identity was exposed, Ye Wei made the most "hard-core" star-chasing decision - to make herself the coordinate that can intersect with the star path!
After taking off her school uniform, she was admitted to the acting department of his Capital Film Academy as the top scorer in the college entrance examination. However, the reality outside the spotlight is cold and sharp. The embarrassment of liberating her nature, the stiffness of her body, the ridicule caused by the local accent... The professional courses were like a millstone grinding down her remaining self-confidence. What kept her from roaring and practicing in the back hill every day before dawn, and practicing hard in front of the mirror in the rehearsal hall late at night, was not only the stubbornness that was engraved in her bones, but also the sporadic rumors about him - it turned out that even though he was so brilliant, he was once dismissed as "wooden".
An accidental window lattice repair unexpectedly turned her clumsy "craft" into a turning point, and also attracted the attention of the strict professor in the department. When she was in a job interview, she was caught off guard and heard that dusty title again——
"Squad Leader Ye," Wei Qingxu raised his tired eyes and looked at her with a playful curve at the corner of his mouth, "What a coincidence?"
The air freezes. The clumsy deskmate who once had to make way for him was now standing on the edge of the intersection of light and shadow. Can her coordinates truly locate his star path? This lonely journey that started with looking up has just begun.
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