After more than an hour of live broadcasting and more than an hour of writing songs, Mo Ming fell asleep when it was almost eleven o'clock.

The next day, July 30, Mo Ming, who got up early, began to visit the performers in the circle according to the time agreed yesterday.

After spending a morning watching a total of five sets of programs and kicking out one of them, I knew that there were not many rehearsed programs at a glance.

In the afternoon, when Mo Ming returned home, he began to watch the program videos sent to him by those performers who were not in the circle.

This look is nearly two hours. During this period, Mo Ming kicked out three groups of programs one after another.

In the end, the original thirteen groups of programs were kicked by Mo Ming and only nine groups remained. The original one-and-a-half-hour program lasted less than an hour - even if you count the host's string time, it was only a little more than an hour.

Seeing this result, Mo Ming suddenly had a headache.

"No, although I can sing a lot of songs, the two-hour orientation party, if I sing for an hour, it will really become my solo concert. There was no choice but to use that trick. ”

Thinking of this, Mo Ming no longer hesitated, and directly dialed Momiji Zhixian's mobile phone - yesterday in the student union office, Mo Ming and other student union members had already exchanged mobile phone numbers with each other.

While waiting for the phone to be connected, Mo Ming's thoughts began to diverge, and information about "that trick" gradually appeared in his mind。。。。。。

As a top private school in District 11, although Biyang School Park is not a school famous for clubs, the number of clubs in the school still exceeds 30 - this is still a formal club recognized by the school, and those who only have two or three people are only a lot more than the formal club.

And the programs and performers of this orientation party are also from these large and small clubs.

After all, except for these clubs that are eager to promote themselves to new students so that they can recruit new ones after the start of school, how can ordinary students have the leisure and leisure to rehearse the show on a hot day.

As the saying goes, the bell must be tied to the bell.

In this case, once there is a problem of insufficient number of programs and insufficient duration of the orientation party, it is natural to start solving it from the side of the community.

Therefore,When I visited the performers in the morning,Mo Ming not only went to watch the show,But also specially asked those performers,What clubs are there in Biyang School Park。

This inquiry really made Mo Ming discover one, obviously born for performance, and he also participated in the orientation party in previous years, but this year I don't know why I didn't participate in the club - the drama department.

So, after confirming that there was a serious gap in the program length of the orientation party, Mo Ming immediately thought of the drama department.

But Mo Ming knew very well that since the drama department had participated in the orientation party in previous years, only this year they did not participate, then there must have been something wrong that caused them to not be able to participate.

Therefore, even if it was decided to use the drama department to make up for the gap in the program duration, Mo Ming did not rush to the minister of the drama department.

Instead, he decided to go to Momiji Zhixian, who is in charge of managing the school's literary club, to inquire about the reason, figure out how to solve the reason, and then go to the head of the drama department.

"I see. So, what good would I do if I told you the answer? ”

After learning the reason why Mo Ming called him, Momiji Zhixian, who was on the other side of the phone, asked with a smile.

Hearing this, the corners of Mo Ming's mouth twitched and said, "I said, Senior Sister Hongye, I'm doing things for the student union, and I'm also a member of the student union, are you embarrassed to ask me for benefits?" ”

"Why are you embarrassed? Until the position of the student council for the new year is decided, we are all competitors in a sense. ”

"Well, you win again, you say what benefits you want. Speaking ahead, don't go too far. The big deal was that I contacted the head of the drama department directly and went to him to ask why. ”

"Hee-hee, don't worry, my request must not be too much, that is, I want you to invite me to eat, polar bear's snowflake ice cream." Momiji Zhixian smiled a little darkly.

Hearing the request made by Momiji Zhixian, the money earned from the live broadcast, and the living expenses for the next month, Mo Ming, who had dozens of dollars left on his body, couldn't help but say angrily: "Hey, this is not too much, one hundred and ninety-nine snowflake ice cream." ”

"Isn't it one hundred and ninety-nine, don't you have this little money?"

"You... Okay, but I don't have time to buy you ice cream these days, so I'll buy you after the orientation is over, okay. ”

"No problem, the deal is done. In fact, the reason why the drama department did not participate in this year's orientation party is very simple, the consultant of their club, Ruriko Kuroyanagi, went to the 23rd arrondissement (around France) some time ago to study, and after coming back, she wrote an original musical, and plans to lead the drama department to participate in this year's National Musical Theater Conference with this original musical. ”

"Right now, the whole drama department is busy with this. Not to mention the orientation party, even the community tradition of going to the orphanage once a month to perform a play had to be temporarily suspended. ”

After listening to Momiji's narration, Mo Ming couldn't help but complain: "So that's the case, no wonder Senior Sister Momiji, you just asked me for a snowflake ice cream, and you promised to give me information." ”

"What, regret it?"

"Manly husband, it's hard to chase after a word, how could I regret it, isn't it just snowflake ice cream, you wait, I'll buy it for you as soon as the orientation party is over."

"Hee-hee, it's a bit manly, so I'll give you a special message. After more than a month of rehearsals for that musical, the drama department is already quite proficient. In other words, the drama department can perform on stage. ”

"But, scumbag junior, if you plan to find the drama department to make up for the gap in time because the orientation meeting is not long enough, then I still advise you to give up as soon as possible."

"You may not know that one of the conditions for participation in the National Musical Theatre Competition is that the script of the participating group must be an original script that has not been performed before. So, if the drama department attends the orientation, it means that they have to give up the National Musical Theatre Convention, do you think that's possible? ”

"That's right. That's a good addition, it's worth my snowflake ice cream, thanks. ”

"No thanks, don't forget my ice cream, bye-bye, scumbag junior."

After hanging up Mo Ming's phone, Momiji Zhixian, who threw the phone aside, picked up the kitten at his feet, held it up in front of him, and complained to the kitten in a somewhat helpless tone: "Xuehua, that bastard really forgot about us, I said the keyword snowflake ice cream twice, and he still didn't remember me." ”

After complaining,Momiji Zhixian put the kitten on his lap.,While gently stroking,,While his eyes are blankly absorbed in memories.。。。