The opponent who can match him can only be a popular first-class master in the Peking Opera industry, as well as a talented son of a Peking Opera family of Lu Yucheng's level.

In this National College Peking Opera League, as long as he doesn't meet Lu Yucheng in the late stage, or those professional drama academy teams, it is completely trivial for him to crush other amateur-level players.

But it was impossible for him to explain these words to Qin Dawei.

He ignored Qin Dawei's raising of the bar, and continued: "Our Peking Opera Club is a whole, if we want to win the final in the end, we must rely on the strength of all the members. Su Xia, Ziming, I see that a few of you were very nervous when you fought in the ring with the rock club last time, and you definitely don't have any experience in participating in competitions, so you have to adapt to the competition. So I chose the play "Flower Field Wrong", I will sing the girl Chunlan, and bring two more people to intuitively experience the atmosphere of the competition. ”

This is what he has thought about a long time ago, it is not difficult to pass the qualifiers, if Lin Zichen, who was known as "the first person of the young generation" in his previous life, is not qualified to pass an amateur-level qualifier, it is simply a fantasy.

The difficulty is how he can lead the community through and help them improve at the same time.

"If you open your mouth and close your mouth and win the final, do you really think we can win the championship?" Qin Dawei taunted him again.

Lin Qian: "Who was the most energetic person who shouted the first in the country last time?"

"I ......," Qin Dawei choked a little and defended, "Isn't that just a casual shouting to boost morale? This is the same reason that we medical students face a dying patient in the future, telling him to cheer up and insist on not giving up hope." ”

Lin Qian: "......"

Others in the Peking Opera Society: "......"

They all didn't want to talk to Qin Dawei now.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Lin Qian looked at him expressionlessly: "It's just the National College Peking Opera League, everyone is an amateur player, why do you think that others can win the championship?" E-Book Workshop

Sure enough, Qin Dawei was provoked by him, and immediately exploded: "Who said I can't do it?!"

"Are you okay? ”

"Take it!"

"What you said," Lin Qian struck while the iron was hot, after all, among all the people in the Peking Opera Club, he was most worried about Qin Dawei, a player with a clear brain circuit, but he was also the most optimistic, "I'm going to the national championship anyway, and I have enough strength, if I don't get it, it's the pig teammates who are dragging back." ”

"Who do you say is the pig teammate!" Qin Dawei took the case.

"Calm down!"

"Don't fight!"

"Dawei Lin Qian's small body can't withstand a few punches from you!"

The people who eat melons in the Peking Opera Club have grabbed Qin Dawei, lest he make any radical moves, after all, the experience of Shao Long's hospitalization is still vivid.

Qin Dawei was pulled by them, and his face darkened: "You guys let go! Do I look like such an unsophisticated person?! Weak chickens also fight?!"

Lin Qian's face also darkened, weak chicken?

…… He now starts his morning jog every day!

Why has it been more than a month, and there seems to be no obvious change in the body, and it still looks like Wenwen is weak and the wind blows...... People suspected that he couldn't afford to suppress Qin Dawei's fists, really, he himself doubted it.