Walk out the door and don't forget to close it.

There was a gleam in Du Wanlin's eyes, and his fingertips twisted each other.

Then brisk on.

Walked to the door of the toilet and pulled a smile.

At the same time, a sharp stabbing sound was heard from the stage.

Deafening, it happens to be the resonance of ear hearing.

It's dizzy.

"What's going on?!" An old man with gray hair sitting on the judges' bench twisted his eyebrows and covered his ears to describe the pain.

The others also looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

The current was so loud that they couldn't hear each other, and they could only barely communicate by lip-reading.

This scalp-bursting sound pulled out all the suppressed dark emotions in people's hearts.

Shouts and scolding rang out in every corner.

This went on for a long time, and the lights in the auditorium went out and came back on, and then the noise stopped.

Xu Xia's face changed slightly, and it was ugly.

Set the electric guitar aside.

Without saying hello, he strode back to the backstage.

I happened to see Du Wanlin who came back from going to the toilet.

The corners of Du Wanlin's lips curled, as if he was provoking, and his posture was flamboyant.

Xu Xia's eyes darkened, and he passed by him, without saying anything.

"What's going on?" Shen Cang's face was angry, and he looked at the staff who came over to give an explanation.

The staff's face was sneering, "It's a problem in the background, it is estimated that the temperature of the machine is too high for too long, and the wiring in the USB flash drive is burned out, and the sound engineer called me to ask, is there any backup." ”

Shen Cang's eyes were cold, and he didn't answer him, he turned around and left, his figure was windy.

Wei Changfeng stretched out his hand to drag someone, but he dragged it empty, and the corner of Shen Cang's clothes brushed the back of his hand.

Wei Changfeng smiled and played a round game, "That guy, he has a quick temper, this show has been ready for a long time." ”

Then the conversation changed, "This song is purely original, and only one disc was recorded." ”

The implication is that if there is no backup, it will be gone if it cannot be repaired.

Again, it is an expression of dissatisfaction with the tuner.

A professionally burned USB flash drive that burned out?

It's a big joke.

There's nothing greasy in it, who believes it!

The staff's face is ugly, which everyone knows, but there is no such arrogant statement.

It is not a wise move to put such blatant pressure on the school and the student union.

In this world of human relations, this is called self-severance and self-destruction of the Great Wall.

But Wei Changfeng obviously didn't care about this, and it wasn't enough to throw down these few words, so he greeted Zhao Yunjin and Song Bai and chased after Shen Cang.

That guy, there is only one destination, the sound room.

It is not necessary for the school to give an explanation for this, but it is necessary to go over and see it in person.

It's good to know what to do.

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Sound room.

Shen Cang slammed the door open.

The door panel slammed down on the wall, and there was dust falling on the wall, on the door.

fell on Shen Cang's arm.

The colors around that block had darkened a few degrees.

But Shen Cang didn't realize it.

What caught my eye was the teacher of the school engineering department who was negotiating with the sound engineer, as well as several officers of the student council.

Originally, the space was small, and another Shen Cang was squeezed in, almost filling the entire room.

The teacher stopped talking, turned his head to look at Shen Cang, recognized it, and his face changed slightly, "Why are you here?" ”

Even if there is a problem with the show, it should still be in the foreground, how can it run to the backstage and still look like it is finding fault.

The corners of Shen Cang's lips were hooked, and he smiled after a long absence, and his eyes contained a bit of ruthlessness.

"Teacher." The timbre is cool and thin.

He almost forgot his glorious past, fighting and brawling, why didn't he do it?

The first lieutenant colonel is not in vain.

Self-cultivation has been cultivated for several months, and those who have accumulated but have not yet been hidden to find trouble are now bursting out.

The irritability in my heart can't be stopped.

"What the hell is going on? Why is this song just gone? It seemed like a questioning question, but no one in the room could really take it as an ordinary question.

The teacher's face was ugly, "Go back to the front, it is forbidden for idle people to enter and exit in the background." ”

With anger, the teacher is hard to say and be angry.

Shen Cang didn't accept this kindness.

Since you are here, you are not afraid of offending the teacher.

Seeing that he insisted, the teacher's head was big.

Originally, this matter is not a big deal, it is just a stage accident.

But it's not too small.

After all, not a natural accident.

By communicating with the tuner for a few words, he also understood the situation.

The machine hasn't had a problem for so long, and this time it happened? It's inherently unconvincing.

I just checked it, and the machine is really fine.

100% of the time someone is secretly playing tricks.

Man-made accidents involve the conduct of students.

A school can be regarded as a small river, and there are thousands of students in it, and the teachers can't manage it.

What's more, universities have a "free-range" policy.

As long as they don't go too far, the teachers will try to turn a blind eye and not pursue too much.

But this matter implicates not only the five ancestors of the performance, but also all the freshmen and teachers in the audience.

It was the student council that was slapped in the face.

Originally, he didn't plan to end this matter easily.

The justice of those five classmates must also be returned.

But I didn't expect that how to deal with it hadn't been discussed yet.

Shen Cang ran over.

Ming'er just didn't believe in the school, for fear that he would bend the law for personal gain, and the overseer came.

You can't find fault with it.

But in terms of human feelings, he was panicked.

There are a lot of operational aspects to the final solution.

The teacher's forehead was bruised with green tendons, and he always had the urge to break down the character of the teacher.

Shen Cang chuckled, still had no intention of leaving, but took a few steps further in.

Several people were huddled together, and the temperature rose a lot, and it was rare to feel comfortable up and down.

The cold air in Shen Cang's eyes could almost overflow, and he grabbed the scrapped USB flash drive that was set aside with his backhand.

Eyes squinted slightly.

At a glance, I saw the traces of burning, a few blackened spots.

Shen Cang smiled, "Artificial? The goal is also locked, right, the bitter master is now, why don't you talk about it? ”

There was no student skin left, all of them were cleaned and stepped on under their feet, and their tone was fierce, and they were out of a mixed society.

The teacher's face turned pale.

The tuner lit a cigarette and swallowed the clouds, "Little classmate, it may also be an accident." ”

After all, a few drops of water can be said to be accidental or deliberate.

Although, given the reason for going to the wrong door, he also tends to be deliberate.

But the courts are all about finding no guilt, let alone here.

Shen Cang's eyes faintly crept into a touch of scarlet, "This matter, I should give an explanation." ”

"This song is not only a program soundtrack, but also a painstaking effort, if the students' hearts and blood are cold......"

He didn't finish the rest of the words, but he could make them up by himself.

It's all threats, nothing good.

After saying this, he walked away, completely tearing off the faces of several people inside, and crushing and crushing.

(To be continued)