At noon on Monday, the third cafeteria next to the dormitory of the Department of Physics was full of people.

Dongyuan University has 17 canteens, large and small, of which the third canteen is one of the poorer ones, and has been complained by students many times about poor dishes, high prices, and even sometimes bad stomachs.

The leaders of the school attached great importance to it and ordered it to be rectified several times.

At this moment, Hu Chunjun, the person in charge of the third canteen, was anxiously waiting at the door of the canteen with his deputy and several small leaders.

He had just received the news that the principal was going to personally inspect the No. 3 canteen to inspect the dishes, services and hygiene of the No. 3 canteen.

In fact, the principal was not too worried about Hu Chunjun's inspection.

Since the last time he ordered rectification, he has made a lot of efforts to dismiss a few people, and the atmosphere in the canteen has been cleared.

What he was most worried about was what the students were making trouble with at this time.

College students are probably the most difficult group to figure out, they have passion and action, they don't know the suffering of the world, some ideas are often ridiculous, idealistic, and often impulsive, and if they are not careful, they will do something.

It's good if the impact can be controlled, but now everything is posted on the Internet at every turn, and good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles.

Sometimes I work hard for several years, and I casually spread some public opinion, and it is all in vain.

So Hu Chunjun had to be cautious.

Seeing several cars stop from a distance, Hu Chunjun hurriedly stepped forward.

Before I got to the car, I saw President Wu Quandong and several gray-haired old professors getting out of the car.

These old professors are members of the "Dongyuan University Student Welfare Committee".

Most of them have retired, they have long since taken a back seat, and they no longer hold any positions in the school, but their protégés can be said to be all over the world, and their influence in the school is also very large.

One of them is said to have been a teacher of the headmaster, Wu Quandong.

They have indeed done many great things and good deeds, such as urging the school to waive the cost of bedding for all freshmen and distribute free bedding to every freshman since seven years ago.

Since the beginning of the previous year, the tuition fee for the first year has been waived, and the tuition fee will not be charged until the second year.

Their idea is very simple, in this world, there are still many students whose families are in difficult conditions, and in order to come to school, they have to accept the so-called sponsorship, help, owe favors, and even affect their future.

They believe that every freshman who is qualified and willing to come to Dongwon University should come to the school with dignity and should not be affected by the gap between the rich and the poor.

After entering the university, various work-study and scholarship programs are enough for them to earn enough for their living expenses and tuition fees for the second year, and even help their families.

Principal Wu Quandong is about 50 years old, and in this position, he is definitely in the prime of life.

He stretched out his hand to help a gray-haired old professor get out of the car, this is his teacher, Professor Chen.

Professor Chen got out of the car and chatted with him: "My little granddaughter, what Kun Kun is nagging in my ear every day, saying how hard he works, I searched it...... Alas, what do you say young people are thinking nowadays? They don't even have the ability to appreciate a little, and now the children have better conditions and know more, but the depth and way of thinking have degenerated, and what others say is what they are, and they don't even have the ability to think independently...... At that time, we fought all kinds of resistance and founded the Campus Singer Competition, what was it for, didn't we just want to show the spiritual outlook of young people, show their personality and thoughts, and show their ambitions and ambitions......"

Principal Wu listened with a smile next to him, nodding his head from time to time to say a few words.

The old man is just nagging, and he is not used to many current social phenomena, but he is powerless to reverse it, and the rest seems to be only nagging.

Then Principal Wu waved his hand to Hu Chunjun, who came up, which means, let's just take a look casually, we don't need to greet it, let's do what we should do.

Where did Hu Chunjun dare to leave, and hurriedly led the way beside him.

led a group of people into the canteen, and Hu Chunjun heard someone in the canteen: "Hello everyone, I'm Gu Xiaobai, I want to sing a song for everyone." ”

At that moment, Hu Chunjun's head exploded with a thud.

What's going on?

What's the matter, suddenly there is a moth?

If the students want to sing in the cafeteria, what are they going to sing? Is it protesting?

Gu Xiaobai stood not far from the window of the cafeteria, looking at the canteen that suddenly quieted down, feeling a little nervous.

Singing in public, for Gu Xiaobai in the past, its lethality is about the same as putting a dirty bomb in the cafeteria, which is enough to sound the alarm and let the anti-terrorist commando team deal with it.

But this is the request of the system teacher, Gu Xiaobai chose this course, and he didn't plan to back down.

What are you afraid of, if you are sealed as a banned song for decades, maybe the system teacher will die this heart that makes him a great musician, and turn the "great musician system" into a "great physicist system"?

Gu Xiaobai felt that this plan was very good.

But what to sing?

Gu Xiaobai will only be able to use the first paragraph now, and the second paragraph will not be.

The national anthem also does not seem appropriate for this occasion.

Gu Xiaobai, who has only 2.3 songs in the music library, is left with the last choice.

"I'll sing a school song for everyone, everyone can sing it, you can sing it with me. ”

Everyone stared at Gu Xiaobai.

At first, when I heard someone say that I wanted to sing, everyone didn't care.

College students always like to do something out of the ordinary to show themselves, and it's not surprising that they sing in the cafeteria, confess or something.

However, when they heard the name "Gu Xiaobai", many people turned their heads.

Now the name Gu Xiaobai, in Dongyuan University, can be said to be thunderous.

Even people who didn't know Gu Xiaobai turned their heads and saw a handsome young man who seemed to be glowing, and they all quieted down.

The headmaster and his entourage, who had just entered the door, stopped.

Hu Chunjun's mood, which was accompanying him, was like a roller coaster, up and down.

"This young man is very good-looking, tall and handsome, and reminds me of many old friends. Professor Chen stood still and said to the principal, "Shall we listen?"

"Listen. The principal was also very curious, and glanced at Hu Chunjun, thinking to himself, this Hu Chunjun is quite good at things.

Hu Chunjun struggled for a while, and finally said: "Principal, this is not a ...... arranged by me."

He didn't know how things would turn out yet, but he didn't dare to take credit.

What happens when things get out of hand?

Gu Xiaobai stood in front of the window of the cafeteria, brewed his emotions, cleared his throat, and took a deep breath.

A high-pitched and loud voice rang out.

"East of the high mountains, artillery fire ......"

The eighth word went directly to the earth-shattering high C.