After Xia Wenzhuo appeared, Zhao Changan sucked two cigarettes in a row in amid the ethereal and cheerful music.

There were shouts and applause outside, rising and falling one after another.

Without watching, Zhao Changan knew that Xia Wenzhuo must be dancing beautifully.

“Mah~”

He was upset and cursed in a low voice, feeling that he didn't have to deliberately lower his voice tonight.

Because of his voice,

It's already hoarse now.

He is running hard,

Although Xia Wenzhuo looked at Wenwen with a weak and delicate voice, he was actually running forward desperately.

Just like on the stage now, she uses her peacock dress to show her unparalleled beauty.

Whether it is an external makeup artist or the expensive costume she bought - maybe even planned and customized in advance very early - this expensive costume.

Just like she took the position of League Secretary in Information Class 1,

Entered the school student union girl department.

Just like when she was in military training, she danced in the third playground without any hesitation.

It can be seen that she is constantly accumulating strength and taking every step!

Zhao Changan shook his head vigorously, took a long breath, and tried hard to eliminate all distractions, waiting for his time to play.

"Xia Wenzhuo, you dance so well, like an elf dancing alone in the forest!"

"You will definitely be the new school beauty in Restoration University this time. You want me to say Ye Zi, well, why are you pulling me? I mean, Ye Zi is a comparison like a sister in the same way."

"Don't make enemies for Wen Zhuo randomly. I wonder if Dong Jisi has been chasing Ye Zi for five years?"

The backstage is always noisy.

There are dancing in front, martial arts, singing, and sketches in front.

Mixed with cheers and applause from the audience.

The thunder fire group played a song "Child of the Earth". The fame of He Ting and the other two was obviously quite big, and they won a lot of shouts.

I don't know how long it took,—

"Zhao Chang'an, Zhao Chang'an, it's your next one, are you ready?"

The female clerk walked over, frowned and looked at the cigarette butts on the ground, and tugged Zhao Changan's back.

"I'm ready,"

Zhao Changan stood up and tried hard to laugh.

But the smile is very stiff.

"You're okay? If you smoke so much cigarettes, can you still sing your voice? This is no joke. If you can't sing, I'll just say to you to miss it."

Zhao Changan's appearance frightened the pretty female clerk.

His brows frowned, his voice was slightly angry: "Since you are playing music, why are you so unaware of cherishing your voice!"

“Can sing.”

Zhao Changan looked at the female clerk and said, "I am brewing the inspiration and soul of music."

"Han Yan, if he can sing, that song needs to be tuned, just like an old man full of stories, very seductive."

Seeing that something was happening here, Qin Youyuan and Song Jing hurried over.

Song Jing intimately held one of the female clerk's arms: "I haven't congratulated you yet. I heard that you are going to be promoted to deputy minister and you have to treat you."

"Song She, are you sure? If something goes wrong tonight, I would like to invite this guest, but I wouldn't have the name."

Han Yan looked at Zhao Changan with a decadent face, and then looked at Song Jing with a affectionate face, feeling her head wide.

——

"Below, Zhao Changan, a freshman in Guitar Club, played for those years."

"Smack ~"

The applause was not very warm.

Apart from the thirty-eight class phalanxes that I heard this song at the San Playground that day, there are some people who are coping with the clapping.

"come on!"

"Calm down!"

"Small scene, don't panic!"

Zhao Changan stood beside the curtain on the right and heard the broadcast of the host on the stage.

Song Jing, Pan Gao, and Lu Bei all patted his shoulders.

He Ting carried the camera and ran to the left to shoot.

Zhao Changan took a long breath, looked through the gap in the curtain, and looked at the crowds of people in the gymnasium in front of him, and countless flashing glow sticks.

Forced to suppress his heartbeat like a drum.

The guard hat covered his head, leaving only a half-sank into the shadows, as if it was wrapped in a thick shell.

Holding the guitar on the stage.

According to the compromise between Zhao Changan and the female officer, under the coordination of Song Jing, all the lights on the entire stage instantly went out at this moment.

Then a sharp beam of light hit the stage in the middle.

Zhao Changan walked into the pillar of light,

Sitting on a high chair,

Move the microphone to the right distance.

The whole process almost made no sound.

In the huge gymnasium, there was a buzzing silence, and tens of thousands of college students whispered to each other.

"Men are still women, I can't even see my face with a telescope."

"This look is really the coolest among the most uncool!"

"What does it mean? You're too ugly and don't let your face look?"

"What the hell is this in those years? I haven't heard a new song with the title of this song? "

"His name is Zhao Changan. This is written by him, and it sounds great!"

A freshman explained to the old student beside him.

"Written by myself? My God, should I sleep for a while with my ears covered?"

“Haha~”

There was a burst of laughter around.

"He is the second place in the original score of the national score this year, with 746 points, only 0.5 points less than the first place in the country."

The laughter around him was instantly silent!

After a while, a male student who barely got into the college entrance examination but now did a good job in the school said dissatisfiedly: "I have never heard Bill Gates say that everything in the school starts from scratch after the school."

"Bill Gates said this?"

Another student questioned it not far away.

"Listen to the song, no matter what, I'm convinced of this result!"

"When I think about this result, my scalp is tingling!"

"Shh~, listen to the songs and lyrics of the top scorer in the college entrance examination."

"Ha ha!"

"Click."

Su Wei pressed the recording button and handed the recorder "rudely" to Jing Xiu sitting next to her: "You can hold it and record it yourself!"

"Vivi, don't mislead the ambiguity, I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble to him."

Jing Xiu took the recorder and raised his hands straight in the air.

"It's very heavy! Isn't it?"

"Of course not that kind. I just like his songs. The song "Tiandi Jian" is very well written, and I like it very much. Of course, I also like this song."

"What do you mean? You mean he wrote the song you played that night," Su Wei was shocked, "His song actually became the opening song of a provincial channel?!"

"Yeah, yeah, shh! Listen to the song!"

This was the first time Su Wei looked at Zhao Changan seriously under the snow-lit lamppost.
To be continued...