Cāi Cāi

Chapter 61: Act VIII: The Cat Who Wants to Become Human (5)

After their last seminar, the senior dormitory building was almost half empty.

Their graduation photos were scheduled to be taken in mid-June. Xiang Cai started to remind everyone in the group one week in advance to wear makeup, wear their class clothes, and to not be late.

As a result, on the day of the shooting, two people actually overslept.

The female photographer said, "Several classes are scheduled after your class. If you delay, there won't be enough time to take their photos later!"

Xiang Cai could only bow his head and apologize. He said that it was better for the photographer to take the photos of the other classes first, and reschedule their class photos for the afternoon.

His skin was pale, and he had run for a long time in the big sun, so the tip of his nose was sweaty, with his cheeks lightly flushed. The photographer felt that she was seeing a god.

"Oh, that's fine!" The young female photographer stammered. "You look so good, so for my brother's... no, for such sincerity's sake, I'll give you good face."

Xiang Cai smiled, his eyes narrowing into two beautiful crescents.

As a result of the rescheduling, his classmates had several hours with nothing much to do, so they scattered to find others to take group photos.

Xiang Cai was definitely the most popular person in the class. Every classmate was scrambling to take a photo with him. Even the dance students next door came to 'borrow' him.

The graduation photos of dancers were naturally different. Leaps, front flips and backflips, raising a leg to the side... Xiang Cai was very flexible. He stood in the sun and stretched his body gracefully, attracting many admiring eyes.

He had spent seven years in Huawu Academy, where his classmates had called him the prince of ballet. After he entered university and stepped into a new major, he spent four years to let everyone remember his new title-'The Pride of the Musical Theatre Department'.

No one doubted his achievements. Wherever he appeared, the stage would be, spotlights shining.

"Class monitor Xiang!" A few female ballet students stood at the edge of the lawn, cheerfully calling him. Graduation photos of the ballet department were very interesting. The girls all wore white tights and tutus, and on their upper bodies was a colorful fluorescent t-shirt. The girls played 'you push me, I push you', and finally sent out one of the boldest people to ask him, "Can we take a photo with you?"

"Certainly." Xiang Cai laughed. "It's my pleasure."

He walked over and stood among the lovely ballerinas.

The more than a dozen dancers automatically divided into two rows. The first row of girls kneeled on one knee with the other leg opened outwards. This was a classic curtain call in ballet. The second row of girls gave their best poses.

Xiang Cai was surrounded by the ballerinas, standing in the middle. He looked around and asked, "But who will take the pictures for us?"

All the girls: "..."

Yes, yes, they only cared about their own beauty, who was responsible for recording their beauty.

Just then, a hearty voice sounded behind him—"I'm coming!"

Everyone looked around, and a tall figure appeared in their sight. A 1.9 meter boy raised his SLR camera and took the initiative to say, "I'll take a picture for you!"

His temperament was incompatible with the dance academy. He had short hair standing spiritedly on his head, and his wheat-colored skin made him look like the type of person that loved outdoor sports.