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"Hey, fatty! Help me watch the teacher and the back door, and I'll be the first to tell you when the results come out. ”

The classmate who was called a fat man by Wang Zi'an nodded hurriedly, put down the carbon pen in his hand, and began to patrol work.

"Hey! Lao Wang, it's not good for you to be like this, something big will happen if you get caught! A female classmate in the front row reminded in a whisper.

The prince replied indifferently, "What are you afraid of, there are only three things that can happen, one is Teacher Qin, the second is the obscene teaching director, and the third is monitoring." ”

"The monitoring is directly ignored, who knows if it can't be opened, and then the rest will be handed over to the fat man."

The fat man nodded proudly, "Don't worry, my car is stable." ”

Wang Zi'an gave a thumbs up and agreed. Indeed, every time he wants to do something small, it is the fat man who is on guard, and there has not been an accident, Wang Zi'an has 100% trust in the fat man.

Everything was ready, Wang Zi'an put on his headphones with peace of mind, and put all his thoughts on the grand ceremony.

The classroom was quiet, Qin Wenqian watched everyone sit on the lectern with their heads buried and very satisfied, sighed, and kept looking at the time on the phone.

Why don't you get out of class yet!

I really don't know what Qin Wenqian, the teacher, is thinking.

The fat man cautiously looked at the back door window and the front row of Teacher Qin, did he glance at the watch on the blackboard, and guessed what would happen at the gala party during this time period.

Time passed minute by minute, Wang Zi'an's eyes did not leave his mobile phone for a moment, and finally he waited for the award of best folk singer.

It's finally here!

This is an award he has been looking forward to for a long time, in the last class, when he saw Li Yiming deliberately embarrassing Wang Jue, he was going to be angry, and directly incarnated as a keyboard warrior and a troll for more than 300 rounds, but later after seeing Wang Jue successfully slap his face, he was completely relieved. However, he still hates Li Yiming from the bottom of his heart, as a new generation of star chasers, he will never allow his idol to be insulted a little, so this award has naturally become the award he is most looking forward to.

After waiting for so long, it's finally here! Wang Zi'an couldn't hold back for a while, and slammed the table with his right hand.

The originally quiet classroom suddenly heard a "bang", and everyone was startled.

"What's going on?" Qin Wenqian also raised her head, her brows furrowed slightly.

Everyone looked over with the source of the sound, and the fat man hurriedly poked Wang Zi'an.

Of course, Wang Zi'an knew something bad, so he hurriedly hid his mobile phone, raised his head to take a look, and found that everyone's eyes were looking at him, and everyone's eyes showed a trace of pity, they were not distressing Wang Zi'an, but distressing the tip of the Chinese Music Festival.

Seeing Teacher Qin Wenqian walking over quickly, Wang Zi'an's eyes were rolling and his brain was racing, he immediately smashed the table again, and pretended to be very angry and said, "Ah! This physics problem is so difficult! I'm! ”

The classmates never expected Wang Zi'an to come back with such a move, and they couldn't help laughing, even Teacher Qin couldn't help laughing.

"Mr. Wang, how do you do physics questions in the language book?" Qin Wenqian felt both angry and funny.

Wang Zi'an looked at the Chinese textbook on the table, his face was dead, and he forgot to change the textbook!

The fat man sighed and cast a sympathetic look, and even Wang Zi'an gave up the struggle completely.

"Teacher Qin, I was wrong, I am guilty." Wang Zi'an stood up directly and apologized.

Teacher Qin shook his head helplessly, "Say, what did you do just now?" So excited? To God? ”

Wang Zi'an sighed, and simply confessed directly, "Teacher, I was watching the Chinese Music Festival just now...."

Seeing that the teacher didn't speak, Wang Zi'an muttered in a low voice, "Actually, I don't blame me for this, I was still very quiet at the beginning, but I just watched it cool, and I couldn't hold back for a while." ”

But Qin Wenqian still didn't speak.

Everyone began to mourn for Prince An, and playing with his mobile phone in class was a major punishment, and it seemed that this time he was more than lucky.

"Amen, Lao Wang is going well." The heart of the fat man's symbolism was distressed for five seconds.

The teacher still didn't say a word, the prince panicked, could it be that this was the calm before the rainstorm?

He was a little scared, of course he was not afraid of punishment, but he was afraid that Teacher Qin would be disappointed in him, because from the beginning of school to now, Qin Wenqian has not been angry once, she is like the sister of the whole class, very considerate.

The more Wang Zi'an thought about it, the more he regretted it, the more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and just when he was about to continue the in-depth review, Qin Wenqian finally spoke.

"Wang Zi'an..."

"Zaizai, teacher, I know it's wrong, just forgive me this time, I promise I won't make this kind of mistake in the future."

"Well, okay, I got it, write a review for me before school, put my phone away. That, cough cough...."Qin Wenqian coughed lightly, "Where did that grand ceremony party go?" Did Wang Jue appear? ”

"Huh?" Wang Zian was taken aback.

The fat man was also stunned.

The whole class was stunned.

It turns out that Mr. Qin is also a die-hard fan of Wang Jue!

It's already December, the weather is already very cold, the temperature in some parts of the country has dropped below zero, under normal circumstances, this temperature is rarely people come out to play at night, and they all stay at home honestly, but East China Academy of Arts is different.

The playground of the East China Academy of Arts is full of people, dense, and there is no empty space in such a large playground at the moment, there are about four or five thousand people, including many girls.

It's so unusual, what are they doing on such a cold day?

Everyone was wearing thick clothes, holding mobile phones, holding warm babies, and their eyes were all focused on one point, that is, a large screen on the rostrum, at this time, the screen was playing the Chinese music festival.

This is almost the largest event of the East China Academy of Arts in recent years, some of the leaders of the academy are sitting with the students on the playground, looking at the silver screen on the rostrum, talking and laughing, speechless, not for anything else, just for Wang Jue at the grand ceremony.

The dean of the School of Communication called over to the person in charge of the event and patted him on the shoulder with great satisfaction, "Xiao Liu, yes, I didn't have any results when I was the president of the student union before, so I was planning such a big event, not bad." ”

The person called Xiao Liu by the dean is the president of the student union of the School of Communication, and he was really flattered to see the dean like this, and he was a little embarrassed for a moment, scratching his head and saying, "Where, where, the dean has won the award, in fact, I also did it casually, but I didn't expect to make such a big move." ”

The dean of the media laughed, "Yes, you kid is also stained with Wang Jue's light, okay, I see that you have some qualifications, I will think more about what you said." ”

"Okay, thank you, Dean."

When Xiao Liu heard this, he was about to be overjoyed, and silently praised Wang Jue's eighteen ancestors in his heart.

When he first entered college a few years ago, Xiao Liu was a little presumptuous and made some small troubles, and then the family ran to give gifts to stabilize the identity of the president of the student union, but the matter of Baoyan was almost a bit of a failure, but now it seems that there is some hope again. No, it's a lot of hope.

The dean of the School of Communication instructed, "Xiao Liu, find someone to pay attention to record more, and report tonight's activities, and our college will also meet." ”

"Okay, Dean, don't worry, I've already let people do this."

The dean nodded with satisfaction, and was just about to give some more instructions, when suddenly, a few people came not far away, and the dean looked at it, and then quickly stood up.

"Yo, dean, secretary, why are you here?"

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the dean of media would not have believed that the president and secretary of the East China Academy of Arts would also come here, and they were followed by some people, namely the School of Management and the School of Music.

"What, you're not welcome yet?" The secretary quipped.

"No, no, Xiao Liu, hurry up and get a few chairs."

The dean smiled, "No need, what kind of chair, just sit on the ground and see it." ”

Saying that, the group of them found a place and sat down directly.

At this time, on the screen, the two hosts of the party walked on the stage again, "The next awards are interesting, and the audience and friends may not be able to wait." ”

"Oh, how do you say?"

"The next award is..."The host deliberately bought a pass, "The next award to be awarded is 'Best Folk Singer of the Year'!" ”

As soon as the host's voice fell, the students on the playground and the audience and friends on the scene screamed in harmony.

"I'll go! It's finally here! ”

"Wang Jue, Wang Jue!"

"Fifth brother is invincible!"

"Not the best! Live Broadcast Eat Xiang! ”

The playground, which was originally very quiet, instantly became high, countless people were shouting slogans, and almost everyone was shouting Wang Jue's name.

"It's a good event." The secretary was very satisfied with the atmosphere of the scene.

"It's worthy of being a media college, and there are a lot of tricks." The dean of the compound nodded with great satisfaction.

The dean of media smiled, "I also borrowed the light of the art manager, who made the art manager a big star." ”

The dean of the conservatory of music also flattered, "Yes, how can you let me live in this conservatory, and people who want to study music in the future will go to your art management." ”

The dean's expression was a little unnatural, and he smiled a little embarrassed, before Wang Jue became famous, he had never heard of such a person, after becoming famous, he looked through Wang Jue's file hard, and found that this kid hung half of the courses on average every semester, and often missed classes and did not return at night, fortunately, the dean found out, and quickly changed the file.

"Hehe, yes, yes, Wang Jue has always had this talent."

The leaders of these schools chatted happily, and the other students chatted even more happily, especially the middle and back of the group, who were roommates of Wang Jue University.

"Hey, hey, classmates, the fifth child in our dormitory is coming out!"

"! The fifth child is really strong, damn it, he has become such an awesome singer! ”

A person in Wang Jue's class also said, "Yes, when I first heard that there was a singer like Wang Jue, I thought it was a duplicate name, but I didn't expect it to be him." ”

"I've been a classmate with Wang Jue for more than three years!"

In an instant, they became a hot spot in that part of the area, and the people around them were frantically asking a series of questions, and they were very happy to answer.