At this time, Wang Qingge was busy counting the number of participants in their 1703 class.

Chu Fan hesitated, walked up, walked up to Wang Qingge, and was about to speak, but Wang Qingge glanced at him and said first: "Okay, I know what you have to say, who doesn't have an important matter to delay, just don't be late next time, wait for the next performance to behave well!"

Wang Qingge is still as cold as ever, and her good cultivation allows her not to show any negative emotions, and treats everyone in the class equally.

Chu Fan was slightly stunned, to be honest, copying the earth copied the people he was more familiar with, Wang Qingge over there, after discovering that he had participated in the most beautiful songs in Huaguo, and a few songs on the Internet were extremely hot, I'm afraid it was another way for him, right?

It can be regarded as impressing Wang Qingge over there.

As if he could see the other side of a person, Chu Fan swept over many of his classmates slightly.

In that world, although Chu Fan never went back to school later, he heard Wu Dong say that those people admired him.

For example, the boy who was playing with his guitar in the lounge at this time, I heard that in Copying the Earth, he once shouted to the media: "Chu Fan and I originally planned to form a band, but I didn't expect this kid to be so unkind and fly solo!"

Or another girl, who also said that she had been with Chu Fan before.

This feeling made Chu Fan's mood a little different, he was like a traveler in time and space, he could gain insight into the trajectory of time and space, and knew what would happen in the future.

For example, the earth whose trajectory is weird and has become a world of apocalyptic zombies, or the earth that will be popularized by 5G in two years under normal development.

Wang Qingge saw that Chu Fan didn't reply, his face was cold, and he walked towards the other team of participating groups.

In her eyes, Chu Fan was too rude, he said it himself, and he didn't know what he was in a daze without saying a word.

Thinking like this, Wang Qingge turned around and glanced back at Chu Fan.

Suddenly, as if she had been hit by electricity, her whole person was shocked by Chu Fan's temperament revealed from her eyes, what kind of look is this?

Chu Fan's dark pupils were indifferent, as if everything that happened around him had nothing to do with him, but slowly, his eyes returned to calm, as if the kind of look overlooking all beings just now never existed.

Wang Qingge has roughly studied psychology and knows that the eyes are the window of the human soul, and under normal circumstances, even if you are a trained psychiatrist, your eyes will reveal what you thought at that time.

What Wang Qingge has experienced the most is the eyes that are squinting, or the eyes that have other thoughts about her.

And two years ago, Chu Fan confessed to her, at that time, Chu Fan's eyes were evasive and extremely unconfident, so Wang Qingge refused, because even if he promised Chu Fan, Chu Fan would escape when he learned about Wang Qingge's family, and finally broke up unhappily.

In contrast, now Chu Fan's eyes were even in a calm state, which made Wang Qingge stunned for a while.

The gaze was as clear as water, and it didn't make a wave for her.

Therefore, unexpectedly, Wang Qingge felt a little lost.

Shaking his head, Wang Qingge walked to the other side, busy arranging everyone.

But Chu Fan's gaze and eyes just now were constantly recalled in her mind.

...

At 7 o'clock in the evening, the party officially began.

The huge auditorium was already full of students who had heard the news.

Even the aisle for people to walk around has three benches lined up for people to sit on.

This is a large auditorium that can seat 3,000 people, but at this time, Chu Fan estimates that there are at least about 4,000 people below.

Among them, students have basically arrived except for those who are staying in the dormitory to play games, and this is more of a freshman.

After all, old students will find this kind of activity boring, but new students are different, since high school, I have always heard about how good college is, free to choose courses, free to fall in love, and free to apply for clubs.

With anticipation, almost none of them will miss such a back-to-school party.

"I heard that several teachers from the Academy of Arts were invited to be judges this time, and I made a brief comment!"

"Yes, I heard that there will be a score at the end, and even let the first place go to a competition at the art academy!"

Jiang Yueran was in the audience, listening to the gossip of the classmates next to her, and her face was also curious, wanting to know what programs were there today.

But when she remembered what happened to her father, she was still a little impatient.

"If you can't afford to buy a factory, don't buy it, and encourage workers to make trouble... I'm @#%!"

That's right, Jiang Yueran was the daughter of Jiang Yuan, the factory director, when Chu Fan planned to rent the factory.

Unexpectedly, she applied for the University of Science and Technology.

...

At this time, on the judges' bench, Jiang Beicheng kept arguing with his daughter.

"What are you talking about, what do you mean that any music major over there is better than everyone here?"

Jiang Beicheng's face was pale.

And the girl who made Jiang Beicheng angry looked at the opening dance on the stage with a look of disgust on her face.

"Dad, if you want to say other things, then I absolutely agree that what you said is right, but this technology is big, you look at what those people dance, ten people can't train a consistent tacit understanding, it's too funny!"

Jiang Weiwei had a smile on her face, and she was not afraid of the hostile gaze from the students next to her, and then said: "Not to mention modern music or music performances, what good seedlings can be found here?"

Although Jiang Beicheng knew that what his daughter said was right, he was still a little angry with Jiang Weiwei's attitude towards him.

"Not necessarily, don't underestimate this science and technology, maybe some students are very talented in singing, but they don't want to apply for related majors, they just take singing as a hobby!"

"Okay, Dad, as long as you find a program that convinces me, I will listen to you in the future!" Jiang Weiwei was a little speechless, no way, she could only let them go out with her friends to smash the field, so let's accompany my father to watch the boring show first.

Jiang Beicheng nodded, turned his head to look at the stage, but found that the judges next to him looked at him wrongly, and hurriedly explained: "My daughter, lack of discipline, lack of discipline, let everyone laugh!"

At this time, the second performance has already begun on the stage, which is the program of the 1703 class, which seems to be a cross talk.

However, there were few laughs in the audience, and the cooperation between the two people was good.

A few minutes later, the show ended, and the two walked back backstage in embarrassment amid boos from the audience.

And the judges' bench also scored the lowest score at present, 14 points, you know, the total score is 40 points, that is, if each judge scores 10 points, the total score is 40 points.

"Remember, wait for the two of you to take a few more deep breaths before you go on stage, the most important thing is not to be nervous, they were too nervous just now, and several burdens were not thrown away!" Wang Qingge hated the two classmates who performed cross talk, and said to the three classmates who participated in the other three-person sketch.