"Star?" Xiao Chan had a bitter face, "Teacher Xi, I don't want to become an internet celebrity. It's no good, and I'll be annoyed to death."

"Xiao Chan, you misunderstood. You are not an internet celebrity, but a real star." Xi Feng shook his head, but his expression was quite serious, and he still had some expectations. "To be specific, it is to become a singer. If you want, I can guarantee that you will become a top-notch singer in China."

"Ah?" Xiao Chan was stunned, "Be a singer?"

"That's right, it's the singer." Xi Feng nodded affirmatively.

"But, Teacher Xi, I, I sing, isn't that good either." Xiao Chan stuttered a little.

"Xiao Chan, first of all, you sing much better than you think. Secondly, your foundation is far better than many singers nowadays. Finally, I want to tell you one thing. In fact, most of the famous singers may not sing well, but because they are packaged and promoted." Xi Feng said slowly, and finally asked Xiao Chan, "Do you know what is the most important thing for a person to become a star?"

"That, have the strength? Or, beautiful?" Xiao Chan asked weakly.

"None are." Xi Feng shook his head, "In fact, the most important thing is fame. The so-called stars are famous people. Even if you sing poorly, you can become famous singers. Just like some people become famous in TV shows and then go to sing, they can become the best singer. This is the same thing."

Staring at Xiao Chan, Xi Feng said seriously: "Xiao Chan, you should have the most important thing now, that is fame. Therefore, it is actually very simple to become a singer. Whether you are singing or dancing, you have good basic skills. With a little training and packaging, you can become famous."

"But, Teacher Xi, those Internet celebrities, usually only become famous for a while and disappears." Xiao Chan still had some questions.

"You are right, most of them are indeed the case." Xi Feng nodded, "So we want to make you a real star in reality. You need a professional team to promote your packaging. I have contacted you a famous agency in the provincial capital. They are very interested in you. As long as you are willing to sign a contract with them, they will immediately start packaging planning for you, and they will continue to secretly promote your popularity on the Internet, and then choose the best time to launch your new song. If nothing unexpected happens, you will become a hit."

Xiao Chan was a little stunned for a moment. She suddenly felt that Xi Feng made her a singer, which seemed not a whim, but had already planned.

And just then, Xi Feng spoke again: "Xiao Chan, I will not hide it from you. When you and Xiao Ge started rehearsing dances, I started to have this plan. I also honestly told you that I want to train you into a singer, including my selfishness. I have written a lot of songs over the years, but I have never found a suitable person to sing them. But you have to believe me, although I have selfishness, I do have the confidence to make you a real singer."

"Teacher Xi, can I think about it first?" Xiao Chan was silent for a while before saying that she was a little confused now and didn't know how to make a decision.

Xi Feng nodded: "Xiao Chan, of course you need to think clearly, but you'd better make a decision quickly, because if you sign the contract early, you can arrange a lot of things during this National Day holiday."

Xiao Chan didn't speak, she looked like she was thinking hard.

At Ningcheng University, those reporters could not find Xiao Chan, and the school came forward and finally drove all the reporters out of the campus. As the class bell rang, the campus finally returned to quiet temporarily.

Of course, this is just superficial tranquility. Every student has long had no idea where he was in his mood. These are the last two classes before the eight-day holiday. Many people have long been unwilling to attend classes. Some of the students from all counties below have already taken leave to go home early, just like Han Xueru.

There are many cars parked on all roads inside the school, at the dormitory doors, and outside gates. Most of them come to pick up their children. Some students see this situation outside through the window, so they are even more unwilling to attend classes.

The first class of the freshman in the law department in the afternoon was philosophy. However, after the bell rang, everyone found that the counselor who walked into the classroom was: "Teacher Zhou took leave and went home. This class is for everyone to study."

Teacher Zhou is a philosophy teacher. When I heard that the teachers have been home, someone couldn't help but shout: "Teacher Yan, just take a vacation, how great it would be to let us go home!"

"Yes, let's have a holiday!" Many people agreed.

The counselor was Yan Siming, who was in his forties, had a gentle temper and had a good relationship with the students. He was about to say something, but he heard a bang, and the front and back doors of the classroom were kicked open at the same time, and two men rushed in at the same time.

"Bang bang bang..." A burst of gunfire caused countless screams and shocked the entire campus.

"Don't move me!" A cold voice came into everyone's ears, and another person walked into the classroom. This was a bearded man. He glanced at the fifty students in the classroom with fierce eyes. "I officially announced that you have become my hostages. If you are obedient, I can guarantee that you will let you go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival. If you are disobedient, then he will be your best role model!"

After saying this, the man suddenly pulled out his pistol from his waist and pointed it at Yan Siming. The gun rang out.

"Uh!" Yan Siming screamed and fell to the ground, with blood flowing from his calf.

"This shot is a warning. Next time, I will only aim at the head. Now, tell me, does anyone want to die? If you want to die, stand up!" The man glanced at fifty students coldly.

Dozens of students had pale faces and trembled slightly. Many people were so scared that they cried, and one of them was shocked and fainted.

"Very good, I like good kids who obey orders. Now, take out your cell phones, call your parents, and let them save you!" The bearded man looked very satisfied.

Xiao Ge was dreaming. In the dream, Han Xueru performed various artistic gymnastics poses for him, and she was not wearing clothes yet. However, just as his blood was boiling towards her, he woke up.

"Instructor Ning, it is immoral to disturb men's dreams." Xiao Ge sat up from the bed and looked at Ning Xinjing, who woke him up from his beautiful dreams, and said with some depression.
Chapter completed!