Chapter 8 Recruitment of Clubs (2)

"What talent show do you have?"

Du Liya looked at the boy in front of her who was a little wooden and asked patiently.

There are a lot of handsome guys and beauties who joined the entertainment department this year, and she is very pleased as the deputy minister, but unfortunately the famous junior in high school finally went to the jazz dance troupe next door.

Ah Wei thought carefully about the message written on the poster: those who are interested can join the model team or join the vocal club.

With his mediocre appearance, not tall or short height, even if the model team dares to accept him, he may not dare to enter.

He had no choice but to say, "Then I'll sing a song." ”

"(⊙o⊙) Oh!"

Yuan Keji, Wang Jingwen and others, who were drinking milk tea on the side, hurriedly followed.

Although Ah Wei behaved calmly, he was actually extremely nervous, he did like music, and he usually didn't come to a sentence or two, but more as a loyal listener.

"What song do you want to sing?"

Deputy Minister Du Liya asked.

"Zhang Xinzhe's "Love Like a Tide"."

"Yes."

Due to the large number of welcome students, most of the participants simply sang a cappella.

"I don't ask why you're crying, I don't care who else is in your heart......"

Maybe others can't see it, Ah Wei himself knows that the tips of his fingers are numb, and his legs can't help shaking, just like the limbs that have been pressed down for a long time during a nap in the middle of the day, and it hurts when he moves.

What's more, the first line of the song starts with his key raised.

The world says that a good start is half the battle, but they don't know that a bad start is the beginning of destruction.

Ah Wei really couldn't hold on to the chorus, so he bowed and went off.

"Okay, we'll text you the result then."

"Hmm."

Ah Wei took a deep breath for a while before he had the strength to take the milk tea handed by Yuan Keji.

"Don't ask you ......"

Yuan Keji, except for the broken gong voice, is really a vivid imitation, Ah Wei shook a kick at him, "How can I be so embarrassed!" ”

Wang Jingwen looked at the frolicking two and said, "Keji, you have the ability to imitate, why don't you also come to participate in the drama club?" ”

Yuan Keji's head shook like a rattle, "He Xia's sisters are here, I won't go!" Go and suffer too! ”

He Xia snorted at the open space in front of him, "You think the drama club is your home, you can enter the ...... if you want to"

The two of them looked like a small couple in this bickering posture, but it was a pity that Ah Wei, who had just lost someone, was not interested in making this joke.

Wang Jingwen didn't think so, she looked at Ah Wei and comforted: "I think you sing very well, full of feelings!" ”

"Yo, there is something in the eyes of the lover."

Yuan Keji is well versed in the way of "wingman", and he ignores the white eyes cast by He Xia.

Ah Wei's face turned red, and he didn't dare to ask whether this emotional was praise or disapproval. At this time, an acquaintance came to him, "Wang Tao?"

"Ah Wei!"

"You're coming to the University of Technology, too."

Wang Tao is the senior of Awei High School, the two are one grade apart, the high school they study is a two-week holiday mode, although the students are not allowed to go home on the weekends of a single week, but they still give half a day of free time, and the two met in the dormitory Three Kingdoms Killing Bureau.

At this time, Du Liya, who had been busy with the reception, also got up to rest and happened to see the two of them.

"Wang Tao!"

The girl's voice was no longer as cordial as it had been when she was a judge, but a little bit of gritted teeth.

Wang Tao is 183 tall and weighs 220, his smile has a healing warmth, everyone likes to call him a flexible fat man, and his nickname in high school is Fat Tiger.

"What's the matter, Liya, who you off."

What Ah Wei admires most about seniors is that Wang Tao can always easily coax girls to be happy.

"It's not you, the minister, who doesn't care about anything himself, and throws it all to me!"

Wang Tao pulled the woman aside and comforted: "Isn't this a capable person who works harder?" Isn't my minister just a puppet, it's you Liya who really works when you speak, and everyone knows it. ”

The woman was happy in her heart, "It's just that your mouth is poor." ”

Wang Tao hurriedly handed a little milk tea in his hand to others, "You see I'm afraid of your hard work, didn't you go to buy condolences!" ”

He pointed to Ah Wei in the crowd and asked, "Has he signed up?" ”

Du Liya was already a little thirsty, and she couldn't care about tasting it now, "tons and tons" were like cows drinking water, "I sang a song by Zhang Xinzhe just now, and my voice is good, but it's out of tune." How do you know? ”

Wang Tao was puzzled: "It shouldn't be, he often talks about this song, he is my high school junior." ”

He glanced at Wang Jingwen beside Ah Wei again, how could he not understand as a senior.

If he is based on friendship, he will most likely let Ah Wei enter the ministry, but unfortunately it is Du Liya who is in charge today, and what Wang Tao is most afraid of is owing her favors.

Du Liya had a trace of milk stains on her lips, and said: "Actually, he has a good foundation, he has never studied vocal music, and his real voice can sing so high, which is really powerful." ”

Wang Tao saw that there was a drama and asked, "So you say?" ”。

Du Liya smiled and said, "You guess?"