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Until the end of the rehearsal, Tang Lin did not see Tao Zesheng and Wei Tianen again.

He didn't know that Wei Tianen ran away in a hurry not long after entering the control room, he just sent Tao Zesheng into the control room, and after Tao Zesheng stayed with his classmates in the control room for a while, he felt that there were too many noisy people, so it was better to go back to the dormitory to modify the video, and left directly, without saying hello to Tang Lin and them.

After the rehearsal, Qin Ru, who was about to leave the sports field, received a call from Wei Tianen, which probably meant that Tang Lin was asked to go to 501, Building A, College Building.

"Cousin, is there something you are looking for Tang Lin?"

"Don't ask, just ask Tang Lin to come over, let him hurry up. ”

"Oh, good!"

……

"Let me go to 501, Building A, College Building, what are you doing there so late?"

It's already past ten o'clock in the evening, and the rehearsal process is similar to the official performance, just to let the actors become familiar with the stage, and make corresponding adjustments to the stage lighting.

"Cousin, he didn't say anything, he just told you to hurry up. ”

"Okay, then I'll go over first, you guys go back and rest early, and we'll make an appointment to rehearse tomorrow." ”

"Yes, good!"

Tang Lin turned to leave.

"Hey!Wood~!"

Lu Meiying suddenly thought of something and wanted to stop Tang Lin, but Tang Lin had already walked a little far away and didn't hear it.

"Ying Ying, what's wrong?" Qin Ru was a little strange.

"I forgot to ask him about that song just now!" Lu Meiying stomped her feet and said with a little pity.

"That's it, I'll ask tomorrow. ”

"Well, that's all there is to it, let's go, the little mouse, the big peng and the big fat man, let's go, 88!"

Lu Meiying heard Wei Tianen's name just now, and she also called Zhou Haoran a big fat man very easily.

"Hmph!" Zhou Haoran protested in a nasal voice.

“88！”

The three girls left, leaving Wu Hao and the three boys messy in the wind.

"Are you in love?

Did you make a lot of promises?"

Feng Peng's ringtone.

Feng Peng glanced at it and showed that at this moment, he should be the happiest Feng Peng in the past week or so, but he didn't answer immediately, but said to Wu Hao and the others: "You guys go back first, I'll answer the phone and I'll go back later." ”

Wu Hao and Zhou Haoran glanced at each other: "Okay!"

Seeing the two of them walking away, Feng Peng picked up the phone and walked in a different direction from Wu Hao.

"Hey, Xiaofeng!"

……

"Well, I was going to look for you that day, but you weren't in the hotel, and I went to your dormitory and said you weren't there. ”

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"It's nothing, I just want to meet you, hehe. ”

……

"Why?"

……

"I don't believe it!

……”

"I don't believe it!

……

"We said yes!"

……

"That!"

"Hey, Xiaofeng?"

"Hello?"

"Why?"

Feng Peng asked with a crying and pleading voice at the mobile phone that had been hung up, but unfortunately the other party couldn't hear it anymore, and he couldn't get any answer.

In this way, Feng Peng kept walking, always muttering why, like a walking corpse.

He didn't know where he had gone, he felt that there had never been a time more fragile and lonely than he was now, and he finally squatted weakly on the ground, with his head buried in his knees, holding his head in his hands, crying, and constantly scratching the hair on the back of his head.

"Why?!ah!!" Feng Peng threw out the mobile phone in his hand violently.

"Smack!" the phone bounced again on the concrete floor not far away, and finally separated a few parts and submerged in the lawn farther away.

Feng Peng sat down on the lawn, his hands tightly clasped on his knees, his mouth biting his left knee hard, fiercely, trying not to let himself cry, but his constantly shaking shoulders betrayed its owner mercilessly.

The spring breeze at night was slightly cold, but it couldn't chill Feng Peng's heart at the moment.

501, Building A, College Building, Academy of Arts, outside the door.

"Senior brother, it's so late, why are you asking me to come here?"

"It's going to be a good thing to come here, hehe! I've had a lot of effort, remember to treat me in the future, let's go in!"

Wei Tianen hugged Tang Lin, who was still dazed, then opened the door of 501 and walked in first.

"Teacher, Senior Brother Tang is here!"

Wei Tianen walked to the desk and said very respectfully.

Zhou Ziqun, male, professor of the Department of Music, School of Arts, Guangshen University of the Arts, born in 1956, graduated from the Department of Music of Guangshen University of the Arts in 1990, and then stayed on to teach. He was a visiting scholar at the University of Pudel, a well-known school in Europe, to study musicology.

He is the author of "Puddel Vingis", "The Development of Western Music", "How to Integrate Chinese and Western Music", "Basic Theory of Musicology" and other academic works that have had a significant impact on domestic music students.

Therefore, Professor Zhou Ziqun's energy in the current music scene is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

In the list of well-known professors in the school, there is a detailed record of Professor Zhou Ziqun, which is the most conspicuous place on the campus intranet, so Tang Lin has some knowledge of this information.

"Hello Mr. Zhou, do you have anything to do with me?"

Seeing this highly respected Professor Zhou, Tang Lin was a little stressed.

"Hehe, don't be nervous, the teacher won't eat you!" Professor Zhou Ziqun smiled kindly, "Xiao Wei, you can sit down first." ”

"Xiao Lin," Zhou Ziqun looked at Tang Lin, "Well, can you call it that?"

"Yes!"

A well-known professor can call himself so affectionately, what can't he do, Tang Lin hurriedly replied.

"Hehe, that, Xiaolin, come here!"

Zhou Ziqun slid the computer chair to the side a little, pointed to the vacant place and beckoned Tang Lin to come over.

Although Tang Lin was a little puzzled, he still obediently walked over.

I saw a player open on the computer screen of the desk, and there was no content in the player, and several web pages were also opened in the browser, and the webpage currently displayed was a post on the Yinyou forum.

If the content of the post is attractive enough, it is likely to attract the attention of major well-known figures in the music industry.

"Tear gas was shocked in the Dora Cafe of Guangshen University of the Arts!"

The title is exaggerated, but it has nothing to do with the music friend forum.

Further down the content:

I am the title party! I am the title party! I am the title party! I am the title party! I will talk about important things three times!

Haha! Lie to you, here comes the point!

I'm a small white-collar worker working near Guangshen University of the Arts, cough cough, don't take this seriously, anyway, I'm a wage earner who can't starve to death and can't get rich, today weekend, I have a rare opportunity to go out with the female ticket for a big walk, well, yes, my feet are swollen a lot, my purse has lost a lot of weight, ah!

Well, after a walk, I and my female ticket came to a café opposite my work - Dora's Cafe, I was going to have a cup of coffee, and I would be lazy to sit, but I didn't expect it, hehe, I met the welfare, the following video. Because I didn't prepare in front, I only recorded a short paragraph in the back, please laugh at it, I'll wait for my girlfriend to send it first, please bless me!