After logging in successfully, Lu Panpan found that the "push" logo in the lower corner of his account avatar had disappeared.

Thinking about it, the college couldn't wait to revoke her and Zhong Buqun's qualifications from the background system to participate in the competition on behalf of the school, so as to facilitate a new round of selection.

Lu Panpan, who had already heard the admonition in the principal's office, couldn't say how disappointed she was, but in her opinion, she had spent a lot of effort preparing for the school qualifiers, and it was really uncomfortable for her hard-earned things to slip through her fingers.

Thinking of this, Lu Panpan understood Zhong Buqun's hesitation even more.

For this one-and-a-half-minute repertoire, they are already tired and tired of preparing for professional classes and rehearsals every day; The preliminaries and semi-finals of the regional competition require contestants to prepare a five-minute play, and they have limited stage experience and simply have no repertoire at hand......

What if you go on the field and find that the other contestants in the professional group are veterans from professional troupes and national dance troupes from all over the world, you can find a repertoire that usually practices muscle memory and take them down, but how can it be good?

Lu Panpan knocked his head with his knuckles, hating the hidden attribute of "silly white sweetness" that he had never succeeded in getting rid of in a hundred lifetimes.

When making a decision, it's really not thoughtful. Fortunately, Zhong Buqun, a think tank who looks unreliable, but can get an idea when he encounters a big event, is by his side, otherwise he would not be able to get along in the student union at that time, let alone participate in any Rausch competition.

The disheartened Lu Panpan had no choice but to transform this "thief's heart does not die" Internet experience into daily surfing.

Just brush up on the nearest course and you're surfing...... In the senior year, I will consolidate the professional classes, and in the fourth year, I will honestly apply for the National Dance Troupe.

If you can't hire it, you can only be like the thousands of elite dancers in the professional group this year, lose for a while, and then rely on the event to break through.

She randomly clicked on a few pages and flipped through them, including the profiles of the organizing committee and the award-winning dancers in previous years. Several of them are Lu Panpan's seniors, and when non-graduates were forbidden to participate in the selection of the professional group in previous years, they won the top three in the country in the student group, and were finally recruited by the National Dance Troupe.

That's nice......

Lu Panpan lingered on the official website for a while, wanting to glance at the lower corner of the computer to see what time it was.

It doesn't matter.

I don't know if I don't see it......

The deadline for registration for the professional group turned out to be today!

It's twelve o'clock tonight!

People are always struggling to let go of things that are unattainable or difficult to get, and when they have to make a decision about whether or not to fight for it again, the anxiety and despair in their hearts reach a peak. It's human nature.

Impetuous like Lu Panpan, now reduced to a slave of human nature......

"Are you there?"

"Go check the official website! It wasn't written on the school poster, but I just saw clearly that the registration for the professional group will be closed tonight! ”

"Shall we meet and discuss...... Is it possible to find a more reliable way to coordinate our time and then compete...... I was still thinking that everything should be focused on schoolwork, but the ultimatum of completely disqualifying me was just around the corner, and I was very reluctant...... Let's figure it out together, you see? ”

Zhong Buqun had just finished taking a shower, walked out of the bathroom and picked up his mobile phone, and found that Lu Panpan had bombarded him with a large number of messages.

"It seems that time is tight. I'll go downstairs in your dorm right away, and you wait. ”

…… Zhong Buqun, who had just finished taking a shower, walked quickly to the downstairs of Lu Panpan's dormitory, and unconsciously sweated again, and Lu Panpan was already pacing back and forth with his arms in his arms.

In the past, there were countless final exams or school celebration performances, but whenever they had a double repertoire, Zhong Buqun brought Lu Panpan's share downstairs to her dormitory.

Lu Panpan, who had just finished rehearsals or finished class, couldn't wait to melt into bed, and resolutely wouldn't go to the express station to pick up the courier.

And now......

"You're finally here......" Lu Panpan saw Zhong Buqun, as if he saw a life-saving straw, "I can't make up my mind alone, you said you came to me, I went downstairs in the dormitory, and I didn't dare to move around." "I'm dying.

When it gets dark, the campus is filled with students who have just finished dinner in the cafeteria, and some slightly overweight students on the playground are running in circles. Lu Panpan and Zhong Buqun walked side by side for a while, and found that the small coffee shop next to the cafeteria was still open, maybe it was a good place to discuss the matter.

The owner of the café was not from the university, and his family rarely received praise because the taste of the drinks was so unflattering.

Gradually, the store has been reduced to a situation where no one is patronizing. Maybe the owner didn't want to give up his "dream" of becoming a barista, or maybe it was because he bought this store and it was difficult to sell, and this small shop has been opened to this day.

Trying to participate in the off-campus track is a big deal that has not yet been skimmed and has a great probability of failure. Lu Panpan and Zhong Buqun wished that there was not a single idle person in the school around them.

When I opened the door of the coffee shop, fortunately, there was not a single customer in the store.

"Boss, a glass...... Hot cocoa, a glass of oat milk bar. ”