Huang Minjia's speech is not too high-minded, and naturally it is not so cheesy, after all, he is a high school student who can be admitted to Dongcai, and his writing is still good.

In addition, the person is also relatively delicate, and his words are round, with a little Jiangnan accent, which is generally decent.

When Huang Minjia came down, the next thing was the performance of the Political Academy, in fact, when the audience heard that the host reported that the program was performed by the Political Academy, the reaction was very flat.

This is also understandable.

School of Political Science

Ordinary people seem to be nerds, theoretical fathers, and talk about either isms or schools all day long.

The mouth is open up and down, either the guidelines and policies or the theoretical line, and letting them do the show is considered to be embarrassing for them.

Originally, I imagined that the next show would be either a recitation or a chorus, but who knew that the lights would suddenly dim.

There was a snap.

It was like an explosion in the loudspeaker.

The heart suddenly went up.

Seeing the startled look on the face of a teacher from an art academy standing next to him, Li Wenxiu secretly laughed a little.

That's what you want.

When he first chose the show, he spent a lot of brains.

Really.

The audience at the Flag Square suddenly raised their spirits, and even the leaders sitting in the front row felt that something seemed to be wrong.

The program of the School of Politics seems to be a little different from the past.

"Lao Peng, is your academy's program quite innovative?"

Not far below the stage.

Professor Peng, the dean of the School of Political Science, was also a little confused at this time.

"It's all made by the students themselves, and the little guy has a flexible brain, so we can't compare. ”

In a word.

The artistic lights on the stage suddenly shone to the center, and a figure appeared.

Alone?

Wrong.

Just when everyone thought that there was only one person, behind the student standing at the front, several figures suddenly appeared.

"Damn, what kind of dance is this!"

Soon it was clear that the program at the Political Science Academy was supposed to be a dance, but by this time, the soundtrack had not moved.

It wasn't until I heard the popping sound of the ground again that the violent music suddenly danced.

Obviously, it's a mechanical dance!

In this year, the frequency of mechanical dance in China is not very high, and Li Wenxiu can be regarded as pushing the old and bringing forth the new, launching a program like this at the school celebration party, whether it is good or not, but it must be regarded as an ingenious program.

After a mechanical dance, the five-minute performance can be regarded as hearty, especially the fast-paced movements at the end, which are dazzling.

In fact, the leader of the dance is not a student from the School of Mechanics, but a European student found in the International Exchange Office.

As soon as the next few actions ended, several people quickly gathered and stood in a row again, and suddenly became a person.

At the end of the dance, applause rang out, and it was another perfect program.

Under the stage.

Hua Zhiyong's face became more and more wrong.

It was only the first few performances that the atmosphere of the scene had reached such a level that it was an extremely successful party.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Hua Zhiyong wouldn't have believed that a program of this quality would appear at the orientation party of a college under the management of a university.

Not to mention Hua Zhiyong, many teachers at the scene were a little out of touch with the people in the district who came to attend the party.

There are a few more surprises tonight!

The other side.

Li Wenxiu still stood on the high platform and paid attention to the situation of the program.

At the end of the program of the Political Science Academy, the following is a relatively short talk show, about ten minutes, which can be regarded as adjusting the tense atmosphere before.

After all, watching the party is also a personal effort.

If he is in a state of excitement all the time, Li Wenxiu can't guarantee that someone will not be able to hold on.

"Brother Zhang, pay attention, let the students in charge of logistics go up and add some water to the school leaders, and there are fruits that can also be served. ”

Li Wenxiu was also puzzled.

I don't watch my own good shows, but I have to do this kind of hard work, just manage the selection of people, money, and rehearsals, and I have to manage logistics and services.

These big men are really tired enough.

The person who simply picked it was okay, and when he gave instructions here, there were immediately many students over there who went up with fruits and water bottles to add food to the leaders.

On a big night, it's not okay to just watch the show without electric snacks, but there are so many people on the scene, and I don't want to watch it like that.

Especially Zhang Bo, this will finally understand why Li Wenxiu insisted on a layer of propaganda behind the leader before, which is always a bit of a shield.

Just as Li Wenxiu was looking below to command, a figure suddenly came towards him.

Anker was indeed curious.

When she got to Li Wenxiu's side, her big round eyes were very surprised, she was not a student of Dongcai, and this time she flew over from the capital, on the one hand, to accompany her Lao Tzu to watch the show, and mainly to see who her Lao Tzu An Da Niu's new student was.

As a top student of Peking University, An Keer is not a simple role, he was admitted to Peking University at the age of 17 and is now studying for a doctorate in economics at Peking University.

At the age of twenty-seven, there are not many peers who have reached her level, and in 2002, domestic doctors were far from reaching the point of being as many as dogs.

Especially Anke'er, who completed his bachelor's, master's and doctor's degrees at Peking University, is even more popular.

She knows very well what kind of person she is, she has never seen an old stubborn person talking about anyone every day.

But since she was transferred to the capital, she would come out to talk about this student every once in a while, which also piqued her curiosity.

An Ke'er is not a very amazing kind of woman, a typical northerner, after all, An Da Niu himself was originally a big man in the north, and his skeleton is relatively large, but his figure does not look very bloated.

A goose egg face, a slender neck, a close-fitting striped shirt on the body, and a slender waist, probably northern girls have a bit of a thick butt and thighs, but Anker is relatively good, not very obvious.

Skinny jeans are tightened by the thighs, and at first glance, it looks like the kind of girl who has more athletic cells, and it is already good to be able to maintain this figure.

"Are you Li Wenxiu?"

An abrupt voice sounded, and Li Wenxiu was stunned.

Immediately, he saw Anker walking towards him generously, and then stretched out his hand.

Li Wenxiu was a little inexplicable, and after An Ke'er finished introducing him, he suddenly realized.

It turned out to be An Da Niu's daughter, this is a thick thigh!

"It turned out to be Senior Sister An, hello Senior Sister!"

"It's quite clever, no wonder my dad praises you every once in a while, not bad. ”

Anke'er is not the exterminator in other people's mouths, on the contrary, her EQ is not much worse than her IQ.

One sentence makes people feel good, and it doesn't seem strange.

Li Wenxiu also has to admit that tutoring is still very useful, at least An Keer's sudden appearance of big thick legs does not have the same cold and compelling feeling as him.

"Senior sister has something to do with Shanghai?"

"No, no, I came with my dad to see your party, and I'll go back tomorrow night, but this time it's worth the trip, your show is really good, very level, the mechanical dance just now is very popular abroad, this is the first time I've seen someone perform this show in a domestic university." ”

An Ke'er knew that Li Wenxiu, a mechanical dancer, was not surprised at all, after all, the family conditions were there, and there were enough opportunities to get in touch with foreign things.

It's not unusual for Anker to know, this is not a secret thing, in a few years, the country will be rotten.

When Li Wenxiu saw An Ke'er, she was thinking about whether to promote C-Book to the capital's college circles through her.

But when he thought of An Daniu's identity, he was a little apprehensive, this was not hugging his thighs, there was a kind of meaning of rubbing his thighs to climb up.

But after thinking about it, although Ren'an Da Niu is also a character now, he is still a long way from reaching the core of power.

"What are you thinking, you look absent-minded. ”

Seeing that Li Wenxiu was suddenly a little stunned, her eyes seemed to be looking at the position below the stage, An Keer pouted a little, this is not a habit that a polite boy should have, and he was distracted when talking to a big beauty.

However, when he looked down at Li Wenxiu's eyes and fell on Yang Xin, he suddenly realized.

"You boys seem to be the same, you like to look at beautiful girls, but the girl in your school's foreign language college seems to be very good, seize the opportunity. ”

Hehe smiled.

Li Wenxiu is also arrogant at this time.

This is our wife, and I don't need a chance.

"Why don't you go to our Peking University, there are a lot of beautiful women in our school, both white and black, no matter how bad it is, maybe I can introduce you to two female doctors, both of whom have big breasts." ”

Dizzy!

Li Wenxiu was simply scorched on the outside and tender on the inside by a sentence, what is called white and black, Lao Tzu is allergic to the skin! He is also allergic to big breasts!!

Rao is a human being in his two lives, Li Wenxiu couldn't bear An Ke'er's joke, and when he saw his deflated face, An Ke'er immediately giggled.

The thin shirt on the chest feels a little unbearable, at least the range of the C number shaking.

Li Wenxiu couldn't help but blush.

What the hell!

Shengsheng was molested!

(Lao Tie, ask for fire support, today I saw a reader in the book review area saying that the author will not be a eunuch because of the poor grades, update the proof, although the results are scum, there are only three or four hundred subscriptions in a chapter, but the amount of updates is still up, and the results are not good to rely on diligence, as for all kinds of brainless sprays, I can only say, if you don't like to read it, please detour, don't waste your tongue, it's disgusting to read this book, your spray is an insult to the old iron who likes to read, I will also delete and delete this kind of comment, why bother! Recommend a monthly pass or something. ）