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Chapter 122 It Looks Like a Concert
The classmates beside him saw Han Junwen lying on the chair with eyes closed, and hurriedly shook his arm.

"Han Junwen, look quickly."

Opening his eyes, Han Junwen asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

The classmate pouted at him and said, "The girl with the ponytail in front seems to be the girl we met the day before yesterday. This side profile looks pretty, and the seat is not far from us. I guess it's from our department." Do you want to ask someone for a contact information after the meeting is over?"

Seeing the smile that you know on the face of the classmate, Han Junwen also looked forward.

In his line of sight, a girl with a ponytail appeared as expected.

Frowning, Han Junwen began to think about what his classmates said.

The university has just started, and being in an unfamiliar environment, the genes of many boys have also begun to stir up.

If you seize the time to talk about a girlfriend, your college life will be half completed.

It's just that, if you don't know anyone else, isn't it a bit abrupt to go directly to find someone to ask for their contact information?

Before Han Junwen could think for a while, the host's speech was over.

What followed was the first program of the welcome party.

Glancing at the stage, Han Junwen didn't bother to look down after seeing that the first program was a folk dance.

Turning his head and preparing to have a chat with his classmate, Han Junwen noticed that the classmate was actually staring at the stage intently, looking at the other party's engrossed appearance, apparently with great interest.

Shaking his head, Han Junwen was speechless.

This year's classmate really can't do it, can't get along.

Although he was helpless in his heart, seeing that everyone around him was watching the show, Han Junwen was embarrassed to close his eyes and fall asleep here. He cheered up and looked towards the stage.

After the folk dance, the second program is a performance of traditional musical instruments.

Halfway through, Han Junwen couldn't bear it any longer. He patted his classmate on the shoulder lightly and asked, "Don't look, don't look, let me tell you, I'm going to ask someone for a contact information later."

The classmate's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth and said, "I just said it casually, you are really going."

"How can it be fake?"

"Admiration, admiration, I wish you success."

"I figured it out, coauthor you just said hello to me."

"Otherwise, I don't know anyone, and it would be too embarrassing if I get rejected."

"No wonder your kid said that he was single in high school"

"Tch, how many times have you talked in high school?"

"Not many, just two."

"Oh, what about now?"

"It's still now, it's too late."

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I was chatting with my classmates one sentence at a time, and the second program was over at this time.

Looking at the staff carrying musical instruments on the stage, Han Junwen was about to speak when the lights of the entire gymnasium dimmed.

In the darkness, Han Junwen was a little dazed.

Hearing the people around talking about it, Han Junwen couldn't help thinking to himself: Could it be that there was a power outage?

I encountered a power outage within a few days after I came to school, and it happened to be a power outage at the welcome party.
At this moment, someone picked up the microphone and coughed twice.

"Cough cough."

The sound echoed in the gymnasium, and it was very clear.

Immediately afterwards, the lights of the entire stadium were turned on again in the next second, and at the same time, the prelude to the song sounded.

It turned out to be a show, but it was too gimmicky.

I was about to complain to my classmates, but my classmates stared at the stage with wide eyes, and shouted loudly: ""Su Yan"! Cui Yi'an!"

What the hell?

Staring at the incredulous expression on his classmate's face, before Han Junwen could ask, he heard noisy discussions from the people around him.

"I'm not dreaming, am I? Cui Yi'an is here."

"At noon today, someone said that Cui Yi'an came to Qingda University. I didn't expect it to be true."

"When I heard the prelude to "Su Yan", I knew it was unusual. My dear, I didn't expect to be there in person. This is too exciting."

"Cui Yi'an? I have an impression, the champion of "The Masked Singer"?"

"No, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand at all? Who is Cui Yi'an? Is he famous?"

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Han Junwen didn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, and he rarely listened to music. Seeing that the name Cui Yi'an was being discussed around him, he looked up at the stage.

I saw Cui Yian on the stage waving to everyone with a smile on his face, and finally picked up the microphone and said: "Hi, fellow students of Qingda University, I am Cui Yian, and I give you the song "Su Yan"."

After finishing speaking, Cui Yi'an looked at the girl opposite.

This girl is Du Qianqian, the vice president of Qingda Ge Club, and also a fan of Cui Yi'an.

In the afternoon, Cui Yi'an discussed with her, and at the welcome party, the two sang "Su Yan" together.

The reason why I chose to sing "Su Yan" is that the popularity of "Su Yan" has not completely passed at the moment, and the second is that the other party is my fan and is very familiar with this song, and it will be enough to practice it twice.

After all, it's just a welcome party, so there's no need to make it so perfect.

“Another quiet night”

"A man in a rocking chair to enjoy the shade"

"I admit it's really peaceful"

"Same as the old man downstairs"

Before Du Qianqian could speak, the audience on the stage had already started singing.

These people are not all fans of Cui Yi'an, but they have heard the song "Su Yan" to some extent.

Du Qianqian couldn't help laughing when she saw these lovely juniors in the audience.

"I heard that you are still doing something original"

"It seems to be like this"

"It's better to take a moment to think about it"

"Think about it"

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Seeing many people around him singing along, Han Junwen was even more confused.Turning his head, he found that his classmate was pointing at the stage with his mobile phone excitedly.

"What are you doing?"

"Record a video, what else can I do. Send the video to my friend later and tell him that Cui Yi'an came to our school to sing. The scene is similar to a concert. Hahaha, I still pretended to be in this wave."

".Are you also Cui Yi'an's fan?"

"Me? I'm barely half a fan of him. He sings very well, and he's become popular recently. Have you watched the movie before?"

Han Junwen frowned and asked in confusion, "What movie?"

""Deep Space Romance" was very popular some time ago. You may not know that the theme song of this movie was written by Cui Yi'an. It's just that Cui Yi'an is also from our Qingda University."

Han Junwen fell silent.

He hasn't seen "Romania in Deep Space", but he has heard of it.

If it wasn't for my classmate telling me today, he still doesn't know that the author of the movie's theme song is his senior, and this senior is still singing to his freshmen at the orientation party.
This feeling is indeed amazing.

It's just that the situation at the scene doesn't feel like a welcome party, but a concert instead.
(End of this chapter)