Chapter Twenty-Eight: There is no greater weapon than tearing a wound
The first thing Qiu Yuan did when he returned to the dormitory was to boil water and take a hot shower, and change all the clothes on his body.
Wang Xing and Zhao Hanwei were not in the dormitory, and the other three brothers in the dormitory were all playing games online, and Qiu Yuan had no other communication after saying hello to them.
Because these three brothers are not in the same class as Qiu Yuan, their usual communication is limited to ordinary friends who open black and meet to eat in the cafeteria.
The relationship between Zhao Hanwei and Wang Xing is a bit like a dead friend, Qiu Yuan knows that Zhao Hanwei has not returned to school at this time and is working part-time.
He has two part-time jobs as a graphic model, which is high-end and lucrative in a part-time job for college students, and he can live a very comfortable life in his college career with these two part-time jobs.
But in addition to giving some small gifts to girls on weekdays, Zhao Hanwei is very frugal in his life style, the specific reason is that his father is seriously ill in the hospital, and he may also have to bear part of the treatment costs.
As for where Wang Xing went, Qiu Yuan was really too lazy to guess, and after taking a shower and drying his hair, Qiu Yuan opened his somewhat outdated notebook to check the news in the 217 class group.
The topic of discussion in the class group of Class 217 has changed from where the evening girl went to various gossips at the 60th anniversary celebration.
Qiu Yuan calculated the time, there is still a week before the 60th anniversary of the school, and the rehearsal of the program at the school anniversary is tomorrow.
Therefore, the program list of the 60th anniversary celebration has been announced through the school's intranet forum, not only the program list, but also the alumni who were invited to participate in the celebration, which can also be said to be guests.
The biggest coffee among these guests, and the most well-known among young people, is a singer named Zhang Yu.
Qiu Yuan checked this Zhang Yu on the Internet and found that he was a powerful singer who had already become famous, and his popularity in the entire Chinese music scene was a super celebrity who could rank in the top ten.
Therefore, as soon as the news that Zhang Yu was coming to Jiangcheng University of the Arts for the 60th anniversary was announced, all classes in the entire school had been completely blown up, and the discussion on Weibo was also very hot.
Of course, the class group of class 217 was also blown up, and Qiu Yuan looked at the messages sent by the female classmates in his class.
'Teacher Zhang Yu is definitely going to sing on stage this time! I didn't buy tickets for his Red Pavilion concert last time for 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, and now I can listen to Mr. Zhang Yu's concert for free on the school anniversary! Jiang Da is awesome! ’
The girl who was most excited to post a message in the class group was Li Xinxin mentioned by Qiu Yuan and Lin Wanxiang before, and she was a very standard star-chasing girl in Qiu Yuan's impression.
'Who will send the screenshot of the program list again, how many scenes is Zhang Yu Da in? ’
There are also a lot of female classmates in the class group who join in the fun, and with their help, Qiuyuan doesn't need to go to the school forum to find relevant news.
Shi Fangzheng, the class leader, directly sent a screenshot of the school celebration program list to the group.
Qiu Yuan took a cursory look at it, and there were a total of nineteen performances registered for the 60th anniversary of the school, all of which were spontaneously organized by seniors from the Department of Performance, Composition, Dance, Classical Music, and so on.
The school must have done layers of selection for these programs, and Qiu Yuan didn't know how Zhao Hanwei, a student in the painting department, relied on a guitar to snatch a performance seat from a bunch of students who specialized in music.
But this may also be the light of Lin Wanxiang's sister, the whole class of Class 217 has been invited to participate in the school celebration, and it seems that it is unreasonable for the students of the painting department to perform on stage without a program.
So the school appointed a Zhao Hanwei to go up... Sent to death, as cannon fodder?
Qiu Yuan didn't know how to describe Zhao Hanwei's situation at the school celebration.
This program list is made temporarily, so the names of some programs have not been decided, such as Zhao Hanwei's program is a very general title of "Song Singing", and this title can not be changed to a specific song title until tomorrow's rehearsal.
There is no Qiu Yuan's name on the program list, but what song to sing is still decided by Qiu Yuan, the key is that the position of "Song Singing" is the last to take the stage.
Under normal circumstances, the last show on stage must be an important program for the finale, but unfortunately the performance of the finale of the school celebration this time was not from the students, but the performance of the popular singer Zhang Yu.
'Our class's performance seems to have become cannon fodder, who signed up at that time? A boy in class 217 also saw something strange in this program.
Zhang Yu, a star who has already gained countless fans and is famous in the entertainment industry, is undoubtedly the focus of this school celebration performance.
From the commotion of the girls in the 217 class group, it can be seen that Zhang Yu's popularity is very high among college students.
As a powerful male singer, there is nothing wrong with Zhang Yu's high popularity, but his coming to participate in the school celebration of Jiang University is similar to that of a full-level boss wearing a god costume to slaughter the novice village in Qiu Yuan's opinion.
The closer you get to the program, the more miserable the later the program will be, and if it's like a piano solo, a cello solo, this kind of performance performance is fine.
Zhao Hanwei reported a song singing program, and when the time comes, I am afraid that I will be crushed to death by Zhang Yu's fans and driven to the stage, so that they can see their beloved idols as soon as possible.
'What cannon fodder? Is it difficult for you boys to compare with Zhang Yu? How does this compare? Don't you just see this performance as an opportunity to exercise your abilities? ’
The person who spoke was Shi Fangzheng, and as the squad leader, her personality perfectly satisfied Qiu Yuan's impression of the squad leader.
"Yes, yes, it's good that our 217 class can have a show, and you have to sing at least one full song on stage, right?" ’
Several other die-hard fans of Zhang Yu in the class group also echoed and said, but it was a pity that the male classmates did not buy their accounts, and they posted some panda head emojis of unknown meaning one after another.
Qiu Yuan can actually understand the thoughts of the male students, maybe in the eyes of the class leader, this school celebration performance is an opportunity to exercise his ability, which is similar to going out for an internship and working a day job.
In the eyes of the boys in the class, this is a fucking opportunity to pretend! A chance to pretend to be forced in front of all the seniors in the school!
As a result, this opportunity to pretend to be forced became depressed because of Zhang Yu's appearance.
This is unacceptable to anyone.
When Qiu Yuan was watching the discussion in the class group, Zhao Hanwei pushed the door back to the dormitory at this time.
"Lao Zhao, have you read the news in the group?" Qiu Yuan didn't look back and asked Zhao Hanwei directly, now the 217 class doesn't know who is in the class group to perform on stage on behalf of their class.
"Looked."
Zhao Hanwei just came back from working as a plane model, the hairspray on his head and the light makeup on his face have not been washed off, this thing stands in front of the mirror, Qiu Yuan can probably understand what it means to be handsome.
"How... Do you need to ask the school when you rehearse tomorrow if you can change the order of the program? "Qiu Yuan is not afraid of that Zhang Yu, anyway, even if Qiu Yuan sings badly, it will just become a joke.
But Zhao Hanwei is different, he attaches great importance to this performance, if he is ranked behind Zhang Yu, this performance cannot crush Zhang Yu's subsequent performances, then it will seriously affect the evaluation of Zhao Hanwei by the visiting star agent.
"If you don't change it, that's it." Zhao Hanwei said.
"Are you planning to tear Zhang Yu apart?" Qiu Yuan's description made Zhao Hanwei laugh, but after laughing, his expression suddenly became very serious.
"I have this plan, Yuanzi, do you believe that I have a grudge against this person named Zhang Yu? If I can beat him in public, I'll beat him to cripple even if I go to prison!" ”
Zhao Hanwei's later sentence was sonorous and powerful, and there was no joke at all.
Qiu Yuan remembered that this roommate was usually a very polite person, and he rarely even said dirty words, but such a person risked going to prison to beat up Zhang Yu's guy?
"Believe, today I saw some things that I can't see, so I also believe what you said, but I won't inquire about what the specific hatred is." Qiu Yuan also knew that Zhao Hanwei was not a person who liked to joke, at least he only liked to joke with his sisters.
"Then Yuanzi, do you have the confidence to tear off Zhang Yu's guy with your hands?" When Zhao Hanwei asked this sentence, there was a hint of expectation in his tone: "I really want to see that old guy on stage, and I find that I can't sing as well as a college student, and I lose face!" ”
"Of course I have confidence that you have said so, and I must have it." Qiu Yuan said.
Speaking of this, Qiu Yuan glanced at the news that kept flashing in the 217 class group, and now the class group has been completely occupied by a group of girls who are looking forward to the explosion.
I'm afraid that the other student groups of Jiangcheng University of the Arts are also like this, and that little king-level singer came to the anniversary of a university like this, which is something they usually dare not think of, so they patronize and shout that Jiang is awesome, Zhang Yu loves me and so on.
A full-level boss slaughters a novice village? I'm so sorry... I have a plug-in.
Qiu Yuan looked at the chatting messages in the chat group, and suddenly wanted to enter a paragraph in English, that is...
WhosYourDaddy?