The words of encouragement he had just said were just smooth words.

Lin Qian and Su Xia walked out of the political and religious office building.

Outside the office building, the autumn sun is shining, and the air is scattered with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

Lin Qian stood still in front of an osmanthus tree on the side of the building, looked down at Su Xia with a smile: "It's not a good habit to tell the truth, if you need my help in the future, don't coax me, just say it." ”

"I ......" Su Xia was surprised, she also knew that she was doing a little unkind, but wasn't she afraid that Lin Qian would quit the club directly after learning that the Peking Opera Society was about to be disbanded! Many students, in addition to joining a certain club out of interest, but also out of honor, pride and other reasons, many people choose to join the big club, because it sounds better to say it. What if Lin Qian knew that the Peking Opera Club was so miserable, and he ran away?

As if seeing what she was thinking, Lin Qian said, "Your usual activity classroom, that facility, I'm going to run early." Since I stayed, I didn't think about quitting the company. ”

"Lin Qian......" Su Xia was a little moved, looking at him, "I'm sorry, I won't lie to you in the future." ”

She really doesn't want the Peking Opera Club to disband, although she doesn't know much about Peking Opera, she has long been used to getting along with a group of friends from the Peking Opera Club, and she has a very happy life. The friends of the Peking Opera Club have long been like a family, and no one wants to watch this family dissolve, so although they don't know much about Peking Opera, they try their best to maintain the club.

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She lowered her head, looked at the registration form in her hand, and was a little worried: "What should I do, Lin Qian, I didn't expect Teacher Zhang to give us this." Although our Peking Opera Club is a club, it is a rabble, and no one knows opera at all except you. When the time comes to participate in the competition, it turns out that the Peking Opera Club of Jiangcheng University is like this, it is not a shame to lose face. ”

"Relax," Lin Qian said very calmly, "Who said you don't understand Peking Opera? Just like you, you still know the Peking Opera genius Lin Zichen, is that what ordinary people will know? There is also Dawei, although singing Yu Ji is a little scary, I can make a splash when I see his voice singing the overlord Guan Gong and the like." Zhang Yuxuan and Zhou Ru don't have any skills, and I often teach you the basic skills on live broadcasts these days, and they all learn very well. ”

Hearing him say this, Su Xia was a little relieved, but he was still apprehensive.

The next day, she gathered all the members of the Peking Opera Club together and showed everyone the registration form: "The basic situation is like this, we must participate in this competition, and we must qualify, and we can't lose the face of Jiangcheng University." ”

Zhou Ru agreed: "Yes, our Jiangcheng University is the best key university in the whole Jiangcheng, and our Peking Opera Club should also be the best Peking Opera Club in the whole Jiangcheng...... By the way, are there any other powerful college Peking Opera clubs in Jiangcheng?"

As soon as she asked this question, everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and looked at each other.

No one cares about other schools, is it okay?

"I'm going to investigate. As the manager of the club, Su Xia took on this task without hesitation.

"Let's fill in the registration form first," Qin Dawei was also present today, he reached out and grabbed the registration form on the table, and only glanced at it, "Tsk, president, who is the president of our Peking Opera Society?"