Chapter 365: We're Talking About the Same Person?

Guan Lang walked under the green mango tree.

The eyebrows moved, and a strong wind was born in the air for no reason.

A few of the fullest mangoes hanging from the branches fell off.

Before he landed, he pinched it accurately in mid-air.

Satisfied, he stuffed the mango into his pocket, walked around the Red Room, and walked behind it.

The dynamic rhythm of the music becomes clearer.

Behind the Red Room is the Cultural Square, where large-scale events such as club recruitment and graduation job fairs are held.

Guan Lang tore open the slightly thicker skin of the mango and gently took a bite on the pale yellow flesh.

The tips of the teeth are a little sour, but the sweetness of the mango flesh is quickly tasted.

He sat slowly on the big steps and watched a hip-hop dance club rehearse on the stage in the distance.

Perhaps, it was preparing for the orientation party program for the freshmen in a month, right?

Soon, Tiannan University, which had been silent for a year, was lively again.

Guan Lang watched the performance for a few minutes, just after his curiosity was exhausted and he was ready to get up and leave.

His phone rang again.

It's really the sun coming out in the west, and I can actually receive a call from two non-courier guys one day.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it, showing the phone number of Teacher Xiao Wang.

By the way, Teacher Xiao Wang is a teacher in the same office as Qin Yanxi.

Guan Lang was still a little dazed when he received her call.

He originally guessed that it was either a sales advertisement, or it was a call from his family or Qin Yanxi.

The phone was connected.

"Hey, Guan Lang, are you going back to school now?" Teacher Xiao Wang's voice on the phone revealed a bit of joy.

"Well, but how do you know, Mr. Wang?" asked Guan Lang with some curiosity.

"Hehe, I just saw someone post a picture of you playing ball in the student's circle of friends. ”

It turned out that someone secretly photographed it......

"Then, Mr. Wang, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Indeed, there is a little thing that I want you to help with. ”

"It's too troublesome, I won't agree. Guan Lang gave her a preventive shot in advance.

If it were Mr. Xiao Wang, he would not have hesitated to refuse.

"Don't worry, it will be done soon, and it won't delay you for long. Teacher Xiao Wang assured. "Do you have time now? Just come and take a few pictures in Studio 102 of the Academy of Arts. ”

......

Guan Lang knew at the beginning that Mr. Xiao Wang invited him over to be the image ambassador on the cover of the brochure, but he refused in his heart.

You can't let me shoot, I'll shoot it, right?

But after some hard persuasion, he agreed.

He just can't get used to seeing other people's pleading.

Definitely not because of her rainbow fart.

Nor is it because of the vanity that can appear on the brochures and banners of Tiannan University's freshmen.

Not even because of some mysterious promise she promised.

The academy of art is not art, a square white box with good rules.

It was the first time Guan Lang had entered the art academy of Tiannan University, and he had seen a few times outside when he was passing by.

Unexpectedly, even though it is summer vacation, there are still many students in the art academy staying here.

At the end of the corridor, you can still hear the chorus of several girls, and he has heard the song he sang, as if it was the song named after a certain solar term that was more popular some time ago.

He had heard the offline version of the original singer on the Internet, and to be honest, he was not as good as a few girls in this art academy, perhaps because the original singer was not in a good state at the time.

He walked around the first floor for half a circle, and finally saw the room with room number 102 hanging in front of a door.

Someone could be faintly heard talking inside, mixed with the voice of Teacher Xiao Wang.

It seems that this is it.

He knocked on the door, heard a "please come in" and then twisted the doorknob and walked inside.

The interior of the studio is very spacious, and a variety of photographic equipment is stacked inside.

Umbrellas, tripods, softboxes......

The sound of him opening the door attracted the attention of the students and young teachers who were interacting with him.

Every year, the student council of Tiannan University is responsible for the new student brochure, and the publicity department of the school conducts the final review.

In fact, not only does there be a school-level brochure, but each college will also write its own brochure to tell those first-year freshmen who are ignorant of what they need to know about the school or college.

For example, where is the nearby snack street, the location of the delivery center, the path suitable for pressing the road, and so on.

Because the students are in charge of the brochure, it is also relatively casual.

The selection criteria for the promotional image ambassador of the cover poster is to be good-looking and eye-catching.

Ms. Xiao Wang is one of several teachers who have been assigned to guide the work of the Student Council brochure this year.

Here's what just happened.

Several girls learned that she was a teacher at the School of Architecture.

"Mr. Wang, you are really a teacher in the School of Architecture? Do you know Aria? I heard that he is the senior of the School of Architecture in our school!"

"What Eria?" she was a little confused.

"Oh, I want to think about it...... What's the name of a big book?"

"Stupid! You fake fan! Guan Lang, Guan Guan Ju Dove's Guan, a dazzling array of Lang. The girl next to her reminded in a whisper.

"Oh, it's him, I know him, I know him well. ”

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Not only did a few of the schoolgirls who were chatting with her show surprised expressions, but even the boys who had been adjusting the camera from a distance turned their heads to look at her.

"A University is actually our school?"

"Don't you know? Hasn't someone on Weibo broken the news, our core fans know it, okay. ”

“...... We boys rarely use Weibo. ”

The excitement of everyone's discussion suddenly startled her, so she asked in a low voice: "Guan Lang... Is he famous?"

She admitted that Guan Lang is indeed very handsome, but handsome alone doesn't seem to be enough to be famous, and he is not a star.

"Super famous! There are millions of fans, and the animation is almost 20 million views!"

"This year, there are several high school girls I know who applied for Tiannan University because of him. ”

"Now anyone who is a young person on the Internet must have heard of him. ”

"He's so fierce! I can't imagine how a person can draw such a beautiful animation, a natural all-rounder!"

Teacher Xiao Wang was even more confused by their explanation.

Are they talking about the same person she knows?

Guan Lang has the impression that he is a handsome and lazy young man.

The teachers who took him to the design class said that he was very talented, but unfortunately he was always not very attentive.

Obviously capable of doing the best, but just a little less enthusiastic.

He was never absent from class, but his grades were mediocre, and this year's grades exploded and he suddenly rose to the top of the college.

However, the impression that has been formed for a long time is still deeply ingrained and difficult to change for a while.