164.Chapter 164: Where is Spring?

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Due to Wang Yu's provocation by name, Wang Yichen's solo singing has become the most anticipated program for everyone next. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

During the day, the five girls who had heard Wang Yichen sing in the singing room told others that Wang Yichen sang very well, but no one believed it, just as they were joking.

After five programs, it was finally Wang Yichen's turn to sing solo.

Next, I would like to invite Wang Yichen to bring us the male solo "Where is Spring". ”

As the host finished the curtain, the students looked at each other one by one, feeling very strange.

That children's song, "Where is the Spring"?

Are you sure you're not here to be funny?

This is a university party, not an elementary school party!

It is estimated that in the history of Zhejiang University, no one has ever sung children's songs at the party!

"This is simply to lower the level of the party!"

"Have you only learned one nursery rhyme after living for ten or twenty years?"

Wang Yichen hadn't taken the stage yet, and there was already a boo off the stage.

The girls who supported Wang Yu just now even told Wang Yichen not to go up and be embarrassed.

In an uproar, Wang Yichen calmly walked onto the stage.

"This song "Where is the Spring" is dedicated to the most beautiful lady present and my favorite lady. Wang Yichen's gaze crossed the crowd and fell on Sister Chunxiang.

Li Chunxiang's face showed a smile of brilliance, and she held her mobile phone to record Wang Yichen.

Everyone only thought that Wang Yichen's words were for Angel, and no one noticed that there was a more attractive woman than Angel at the back.

The tune of "Where is the Spring" sounded.

The joyful and lively prelude that makes everyone laugh is so funny!

At the end of the prelude, Wang Yichen put the microphone to his mouth.

"Where's Spring?"

"Where is the spring?"

"Spring in the verdant mountain forest"

As Wang Yichen's voice came out of the stereo, the students who were laughing just now quieted down as if they had been immobilized.

"There's red flowers here, there's green grass here."

"And the singing little oriole"

The style of the song, not as cheerful as the original, condenses an emotion, as if a kind father, stroking the child's head, telling the child that spring is beautiful, encouraging the child to put down the tablet and mobile phone, go outside, and run in the green and lively spring.

It's just that the style is special, but it can't be shocking.

What is shocking is that the voice coming out of the stereo seems to be full of magic, which can hit people's souls directly, making people immediately attracted and unconsciously immersed in the artistic conception created by the singing.

There was silence in the scene, and almost everyone's minds were drawn by the magnetic, magical singing.

Angeli's beautiful eyes widened, this, what's going on?

The hooligans who sang and cried wolves during the day are now singing so hard that they can't find the words to describe them!

Flirting, fighting, singing, and what this pervert can't do?

Angeli's shock only lasted for a while, as she quickly became immersed in Wang Yichen's singing.

There is only one person, who has been staring at Wang Yichen viciously and unwillingly from beginning to end, and this person is Wang Yu.

Wang Yu provoked Wang Yichen by name before, but now he has undoubtedly been slapped in the face, and he is the kind that has been beaten very hard!

Compared with Wang Yichen, his voice can only be regarded as scum!

Listening to Wang Yichen's singing, he couldn't help but want to indulge in it, which made him even more ashamed.

For a while, Wang Yu felt that he had suffered a great humiliation.

When the song "Where is the Spring" ended, everyone had not yet recovered from the song.

It took a long time for the crowd to burst into thunderous applause.

"It's so good, it's the best nursery rhyme I've ever heard!"

"Good is not enough to describe, it can only be described as magical!"

"Senior Brother Wang, you are too good, release an album, I will definitely buy it!"

The girls screamed, the boys yelled, and the party seemed to have become Wang Yichen's personal concert.

The students who looked down on Wang Yichen before did not skimp on their applause, and even the few supporters who were left behind applauded Wang Yichen.

These applause and cheers were like slaps on Wang Yu's face, making his face more and more ugly.

However, the slap in the face is not over yet!

As soon as Wang Yichen stepped off the stage, the vice president of Zhejiang University found him and enthusiastically pulled him aside to talk.

After Wang Yichen's last program, the vice president of Zhejiang University pulled Wang Yichen onto the stage.

"Tonight is a full moon, and I want to announce good news to you here!"

Listening to the words of the vice president, everyone was a little curious, could it be that the vice president is ready to make Wang Yichen the best singer in the history of Zhejiang University?

The glorious vice president paused for a moment and said, "This student Wang Yichen will set up an inspirational scholarship in our Zhejiang University to help students with financial difficulties, with an annual reward of no less than 10 million!"

As soon as this news came out, it immediately caused a sensation in the audience.

"Oh my God, I heard you right!"

"Senior Brother Wang's family is so rich!"

"Senior Brother Wang, you will be my idol in the future!"

No one would have thought that Wang Yichen, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, would be a scholarship of 100 million yuan as soon as he made a move!

With 10 million per year, this will be the largest scholarship in Zhejiang, benefiting more than 1,000 students every year!

Compared with this, the remaining 500,000 naming fees have become a joke!

"Senior Brother Wang, you will be my husband from now on!"

The girls who called Wang Yu as their husbands before are now called Wang Yichen's husband.

"Impossible, impossible!"

Wang Yu muttered to himself, lost his soul, and suddenly he rushed onto the stage: "Headmaster, he is a liar, he can't have 10 million!"

The vice principal frowned and said, "Wang Yu, please don't make trouble here!"

"Headmaster, I didn't make trouble, how could he, a poor ghost, have 10 million!"

Wang Yu wanted to attack Wang Yichen with a hideous face, but was pulled down by the two boys from the student union.

Seeing Wang Yugou jumping off the wall in a hurry, Wang Yichen shook his head with a smile, he was really a gentleman with fragile self-esteem.

After the vice principal announced the news, Wang Yichen walked to the backstage and unconsciously bypassed the crowd and came to the back of the crowd.

"Wife!"

Wang Yichen took Sister Chunxiang's hand and pulled her away from the party.

The two walked around the campus holding hands.

Li Chunxiang is nearly five years older than Wang Yichen, and the two have never studied together.

Therefore, strolling on campus with her husband, Li Chunxiang has a special feeling.

"Husband, you are very popular with girls!" Li Chunxiang teased with a smile.

"Hehe, what is this, if you let your wife take the stage, it is estimated that the boys in the whole school will not know the taste of meat in March!" Wang Yichen said with a smile.

Walking and walking, on the way, I saw couples hugging and hugging on chairs, couples kissing under trees, and even couples stealing forbidden fruits on the grass.

College is a great place to fall in love.

Infected by this atmosphere, Wang Yichen grabbed Sister Chunxiang's soft waist and put it on her crystal ear and said ambiguously: "Baby, shall we go to the classroom to study?"

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