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At 20:25 p.m., the ironic sketch "My Ideal Life" performed by the third-year students of the Business School had just finished the performance, and when the stage lights came on again, Deng Qiaoming and Zeng Xiao walked up from the stairs on the side of the stage and stood in the center of the stage. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Thank you to the business school students for the performance!"

"Hey, Zeng Xiao, although it's early spring now, it seems that it's still a little cold now."

"No, think about it, when a beautiful school flower appears on the stage, with a smile on her face, revealing a sweet little dimple, look at the city, and then look at the country...... Hmmm, surrounded by the light of the school flower, do you still feel cold?"

"Is that so? Then I'll say "school flower" with affectionate eyes!"

"Next, please enjoy the "School Flower" by the students of the Fine Arts Department of the Academy of Arts!"

The stage lights go out.

There are 5 rows and 3 columns in the alumni guest area.

"Mengying, it seems to be written specifically for you! hehe!" A woman with ordinary appearance, short shoulder-length hair, slightly fat, and smart clothes whispered to a woman wearing a mask and a cap next to her after hearing "School Flower".

Wang Huixia, Shi Mengying's assistant and half agent. But it's not so much an assistant and agent, but rather Shi Mengying's best friend, after graduating with Shi Mengying in 08, because she is not optimistic about her own prospects, she still decided to follow her best friend Shi Mengying as an agent, and bet her future and money on Shi Mengying, it turns out that her vision is indeed very unique, as far as Shi Mengying's current fame, as an assistant, at least she doesn't have to worry about economic livelihood.

The mysterious woman next to Wang Huixia is obviously Shi Mengying, she misses the old, this time because of the invitation of her teacher, she turned down a lot of the itinerary arranged for her by the company, and resolutely came to participate in the 100th anniversary party of her alma mater.

In order to avoid unnecessary confusion, she deliberately spent more than an hour of effort on her disguise this time, without the help of her own makeup artist's skillful hands, all of which were the results of her own hands.

"You, be careful, I'll find Uncle Kun to sue you!" Shi Mengying sneered under the mask.

Uncle Kun, Wang Dekun, the exclusive agent arranged by Xingyao Entertainment Company for Shi Mengying, Wang Dekun has been in the entertainment industry for more than 20 years as an agent, and his reputation is outside, Xingyao Company arranged Wang Dekun to Shi Mengying as its agent when he first signed a contract with her.

Because the company's current label of Shi Mengying is defined as a goddess in the minds of thousands of boys and girls, it is absolutely not allowed to involve some gossip scandals now, Wang Dekun also implements this point very thoroughly, if it is found that some staff members spread scandals in private, the company will report and deduct wages according to the situation, and the company will be dismissed and submitted to the company's legal counsel for accountability.

However, although Wang Dekun is relatively strict in his work, he is very friendly to Shi Mengying, and almost treats her as his daughter, and is strict in every way.

"I know that Uncle Kun will press me!" Wang Huixia grimaced at Shi Mengying and said angrily.

One side of the stage.

"It's our turn, it's our turn!"

At this time, Feng Peng's fists were clenched, very nervous.

"Come, hit the back, fence up!" Tang Lin's voice was a little hoarse, the sequelae of drinking and yelling the night before were not over yet.

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

Everyone shouted, as if all the tension in their hearts was excreted through these cheers, and the audience outside was boiling at this time, and Tang Lin's shouts did not spread far away.

"Let's go up first, it'll be like a rehearsal in a while, we can, come on!"

“Let’s Go！”

Soon, Tang Lin sat on a high chair prepared in the center of the stage with his guitar in his arms, with one foot on his pedal; next to Tang Lin there were five single desks in an orderly manner, the first three and the last two, each with a chair, Feng Peng was sitting on a desk with half his hips at this time, one foot on the ground, facing the audience on the side, the knuckles of the fingers holding the harmonica were a little white, and he was still a little nervous; Tang Lin placed a drum kit on the other side, and Zhou Haoran was already sitting on the chair behind the drum kit, facing the audience, and picked up the drum stick in his hand.

Looking at the sea of people in front of the stage, Tang Lin, who thought that he would be a little nervous more or less, found that the expected situation did not appear, he was not nervous or afraid, there was a kind of enjoyment, a very natural feeling, although this was the first time in his life to appear on such a stage, he felt that he was no stranger to such a stage.

Tang Lin took a deep breath and nodded to Feng Peng and Zhou Haoran on the left and right, his fingers skillfully sliding on the strings.

The sound of the piano dripped into my heart like a drop of water, as if it came from afar, and the blur slowly became clear, and the dullness slowly became crisp. It didn't take long for Feng Peng's harmonica sound and Zhou Haoran's drum kit to be added, melodious, tactful, and lingering.

At the same time, the LED wall behind the stage lit up, reflecting the three Tang Lin who were still hidden in the darkness just now.

The picture on the screen is clearly a blackboard commonly used in a classroom, and the two words "university" are quickly traced on the blackboard, and the sound of "rustling" when the chalk is written can be heard, and it is quickly wiped clean;

Words: Tang Lin

Music: Tang Lin

Singing: Tang Lin

Accompaniment: Tang Lin (guitar), Feng Peng (harmonica), Zhou Haoran (drum kit)

Performances: Qin Ru, Wu Hao, Lu Meiying, Chen Pei

Video production: Tao Zesheng, Wei Tianen

Under the stage, the teacher's area.

"Yo he! self-writing, self-playing and singing, this Tang Lin classmate is not small, no wonder he will be taken by Lao Zhou," Ji Changli just saw the names of the four Tang Lin on the LED wall.

"His ability is more than that," Zhao Wuquan had learned from Zhou Ziqun yesterday that just a few days ago, Tang Lin played and sang an original song, which caused a lot of fluctuations on the music list and the music friend forum, which is why Ji Changli valued Tang Lin so much.

However, Ji Changli thought that Zhao Wuquan was referring to Tang Lin's performance later in this song, so the topic did not continue.

Music Department Audience Area.

"Tang Lin, how do you seem to have heard this name somewhere, it feels so familiar!" A boy in a strange costume with colorful hair looked at the long list of Tang Lin on the screen, trying to remember, but found that there was no clear impression, this feeling made him a little crazy.

"Bar, isn't that right!" the boy thought for a moment, then quickly shook his head and dismissed the idea.

"Cut! can sing and play.,It's either a music list or a music friend forum or something.,Otherwise, just by going to bars and Internet cafes often.,How can a man who will only embars us know such a good student," the boy next to him who was almost dressed in the same clothes stepped on him disapprovingly.

"You don't seem to fool around with me every day!" the boy sneered, but soon woke up, "Ah! I remember, the new song recommended by Bai Zebanban on the music friend forum a few days ago is a "Little Lucky" called Tang Lin, will this Tang Lin be that Tang Lin?"

"Huh?" the other man apparently didn't know what "Little Lucky" was.

"You say I'm disgraced! You're more disgraced than me!"