Student Activity Center, Art Troupe Meeting Room.

Huang Hao sat at the top, and on both sides sat the heads of various departments of the art troupe.

The time is already June, and the graduation party is about to begin, and then the change of various departments, the internal meeting of the art troupe, in fact, is Huang Hao, the teacher in charge, in order to understand the progress of each department in advance, and talk about the precautions for the graduation party by the way.

After all, the Ministry of Literature and Art and the Art Troupe have always been brother departments, but there is no outsider, and the ministers here are also accustomed to it, and there is no great rejection.

"In other words, this is your favorite candidate, right?"

Raised his finger and tapped on the tabletop, under Huang Hao's fingertips, it was an A4 paper full of handwriting.

"Yes!"

Hearing this, everyone present bowed their heads one after another.

"Understood, then let them behave well, whether they can take your place or not, it depends on the results of their respective campaigns."

Nodding, Huang Hao clipped the piece of paper into his notebook, these are the objects he needs to pay attention to when he returns, although whether it can be successful depends on their election results, but he believes that those who can be recommended by major ministers to enter this list should not have a problem in running for defense.

"Then that's it, let's talk about the graduation party next week, this party, the secretary invited a few outstanding alumni back to the school to watch, so be sure to do it well, don't make any mistakes, when is the third rehearsal scheduled?"

Huang Hao's last sentence was said to Zuo Yuan.

"It's the night after tomorrow!"

As soon as Huang Hao's words fell, Zuo Yuan quickly turned his notebook forward, confirmed it, and replied.

"Is the show as good as I said earlier?"

Sitting on the right hand, Qi Liangyu knew in his heart that he was asking himself, and quickly nodded in response.

"It's all modified, and I've looked at the effect a little bit, it's no big problem, and it basically meets your requirements!"

"Hmm!"

Huang Hao nodded with satisfaction, he had been busy rehearsing for the choir some time ago, and he didn't have much to do with the graduation party, but fortunately, there were Zuo Yuan and Qi Liangyu, and the young men of this session made him feel at ease.

"Yin Yue, the etiquette team, you arrange it, the makeup team should be a little earlier, it was too late last year!"

"I understand Mr. Huang, I explained to Doudou that it was an accident last year!"

Yin Yue smiled bitterly when she heard this, Huang Hao said last year, referring to last October, that is, Yang Mobai's welcome party, the door of the etiquette team's office was accidentally locked, and the makeup box could not be taken out, but after the door was pried open, it was delayed for half an hour, and it was almost too late to put on makeup for everyone.

"Well, just explain it, I don't have to worry about your affairs, if you preside, you can also take more effort to write a manuscript, after all, the seniors are busy with the graduation defense, and there are more things!"

As he spoke, Huang Hao took his eyes off Yin Yue and tapped his finger in front of Zuo Yuan.

"I remember to arrange two positions for the little girl this time, don't let people stand for a night, although it's June now, the weather is hot, it's not cold in a cheongsam, but you can stand it all night in high heels!"

was said by Huang Hao, Zuo Yuan could only touch his nose silently and smile bitterly.

This matter is actually his last pot, but every time Huang Hao took it out and said, he also has a hard time, after we take office, but we take the most care of the girls!

"Okay, Mr. Huang, it must be arranged!"

"I'm not worried about the choir, anyway, they still sing "The Happiness of Snowflakes", so it won't be all returned to me after a week!"

Ignoring Zuo Yuan's assurance, Huang Hao set his eyes on He Xunyi, the choir and orchestra leader who had been sitting without speaking, and like Xu Binbin, He Xunyi was the orchestra's erhu.

"Yes, Lao He!"

Looking at Huang Hao's expression that seemed to be smiling, a wry smile also appeared on He Xunyi's pretty face, and he was about to bow his head to assure him, when suddenly the mobile phone on the desktop vibrate, and a message popped up on the screen.

At first, He Xunyi didn't care very much, but after reconciling Huang Hao, he casually clicked on it and took a look.

It was this glance that made her expression solemn, and she looked up at Huang Hao, who was explaining to the president of the Jingwu Association, and stopped talking.

"What's wrong? It's not your style! ”

Huang Hao also noticed He Xunyi's expression, and couldn't help but stop explaining to Wu Zhiguo and turned his head to look at He Xunyi.

"That, Mr. Huang...... Eh, Zhang Wei may not be able to play the piano! ”

After hesitating for a moment, He Xunyi still said it in the end.

"What's the situation?"

Hearing this, Huang Hao's face immediately fell.

"That's ......"

……

Building 8 Dormitory 212.

"Get up, Zhang Yida!"

Zhang Wei's roommate Liu Chuan reached out and patted the edge of his bed, shouted loudly, and shook the bed twice by the way.

"Don't shake it, wake up early, look at it!"

Zhang Wei turned around and replied angrily, staring firmly at the large-screen mobile phone he was holding in his hand. It's rare to have no time to go to class in the morning, and as a result, I can't sleep in bed.

"I thought you weren't awake! I'll go down and pick up a courier, Lao Huang will come and call me to play later, you help me tell him, and I'll be back soon! ”

Liu Chuan smiled embarrassedly.

"I know, you can help me get it, I'll send the number to your phone!"

waved his hand impatiently, but Zhang Wei's gaze still did not leave the phone screen.

"Dead House ......"

Smiling helplessly, Liu Chuan turned around and walked out of the dormitory.

"Bang!"

Suddenly startled by Liu Chuan's closing door, Zhang Wei exclaimed.

"Damn, let Okawa bring me a lunch in the past!"

It was also at this moment that the mobile phone in Zhang Wei's hand came out with a timely sound of "Hoo Kick~"

I confirmed the eyes, this is the person who has no electricity.

Helpless, Zhang Wei could only lift the quilt and get out of bed and plug in the power of his mobile phone. By the way, I took out my private electric kettle and the bucket of Laotan sauerkraut noodles from the cabinet.

Shabby is a little shabby, but in the days of chasing fans, instant noodles and dead houses are more compatible!

Soon, the boiling water was already boiling, Zhang Wei reluctantly pressed the pause button, quickly soaked the bucket of Laotan sauerkraut noodles, and then walked to the door with an electric kettle.

There is also a large half pot of hot water, but it can't be wasted, so it's the right way to pour it into a thermos as soon as possible.

"Okawa!"

"Ahh

What Zhang Wei didn't expect was that just when he walked to the door, the door of the dormitory that was hidden was suddenly kicked open, and the door slammed on the electric kettle in his hand, and the hot water inside poured out directly from the mouth of the kettle.

Zhang Wei's reaction was very fast, and he hurriedly took a step back, taking the tragedy of the boiling water pavement, but it was a pity that his left hand on his chest could not dodge, and the splashing hot water was just right.

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