"It would be great if I could enter the top 100. This year's Yan University study will be perfect."

"You want to be a waste of money. If the top 100 people make their debut directly, you can make millions a year and make it easy to make millions a year."

"I heard that Lan Yun from our school's Ci Society has entered the top 60, and because the school is about to start, I can't continue to compete."

"Brother, who are you bragging about? If you can enter the top 60, the school leader will personally sign her with a leave to go to the competition."

"The girls in our class listened to what the girl in the dormitory next to Lan Yun..."

In the cafeteria, I saw a group of people discussing hotly, and some freshmen didn’t understand the situation and were confused. After some explanation, I realized it.

No matter which major you are, winning awards in the competition is a hard-core resume. The more awards you win, the more help you will be in the future. Enrollment in graduate school, studying abroad as an exchange student, and graduation campus job fairs all depends on your resume.

Just bury your head and study, and turn a blind eye to the things outside the window is useless. When you are studying, people don’t know how many municipal and provincial competitions you have participated in.

In the composition class, everyone was also discussing. A well-informed student said mysteriously: "I heard that no matter which major it is, as long as you have won the award in the provincial competition, you can apply to stay and become a teaching assistant after graduation, and you will become a regular in a few years."

"A program with high popularity and valuable value is no less difficult than that of the provincial competition. It is not worse than that of the top 100. It is already the best in the top 60. Which senior named Lan Yun is really good?"

Wang Dalong gently slapped Gu Qing with his elbow and joked: "Old Gu, aren't you playing music too? Why didn't you think about signing up for the Voice of Good? "

"If you go, you might be able to enter the top 100 people. You will be a sensational figure when you go to school."

In the live broadcast room, I saw Gu Qing lowering his head, pursing his lips and smiling, and a large number of barrage came.

"Seeing this smile, I know that the anchor is going to show off."

"Get out of the way and make room for the anchor."

"The first article of the Time Traveler Order, if you can pretend today, you must not wait for tomorrow."

“Countdown to show off, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1”

After taking a bite of the meal slowly, Gu Qing looked up at the display screen and said lightly, "Isn't that the case?"

On the screen, a young man came on stage with a guitar in his arms, and was not at all nervous when facing the audience and judges, and began to introduce himself generously.

"Hello, judges, my name is Gu Qing, I am eighteen years old this year..."

The tables in the canteen and composition team suddenly remained silent. Jia Chun opened his mouth wide and didn't know that the spoon fell into Zhang Lingjun's bowl. Everyone watched the video, turned to watch Gu Qing again, then watched the video again, and watched Gu Qing again.

"It's so hot this day." Gu Qing sighed, took off his hat, slapped at him, and whispered, "The school is the same. I have paid so much tuition, and I don't install more air conditioners."

Shen Gongbao: "I am really convinced when I pretend to behave."

Dingdang Cat: "Hahaha, I'm afraid that others won't recognize you, so I took off my hat."

Broad and profound: "The anchor is really low-key."

A few seconds later, after confirming that Gu Qing was the one in front of him, the composition team made a sound, which attracted a lot of attention.

"Fuck! Boss, you're so awesome." Wang Dalong held Gu Qing's hand and shook excitedly, "I saw you wipe your life every day. I thought you were a bronze, but I didn't expect to be a king."

Gu Qing’s lifeline is that guitar, and there is nothing wrong with this statement.

But this sentence fell into the girl's ears, which caused a blush. Gu Qing quickly explained, "Guitar, he is talking about guitar."

Jia Chun squirted as he was ashamed and laughed, "I didn't expect that there would be another star in our dormitory. I can go out to brag about others in the future. A certain star is my roommate."

Gu Qing waved his hand, calm and gentle, "Low-key, low-key."

"No wonder you know Lan Yun. It turns out that you are all good voice players. By the way, how many titles have you advanced to?"

"This time the players are very strong, many of them are not as strong as me. I have gone through thousands of difficulties to advance to the finals."

"The finals? That's the top ten?"

"Wow!!" Another burst of surprise. The people in the composition team were almost crazy, and the eyes were incorrect when they looked at Gu Qing.

He is handsome, kind-hearted, and talented. Such people are still around them and have never discovered any mistakes.

Suddenly, Gu Qing thought of something, his face tightened, and said to everyone: "Don't tell me about this, I have signed a confidentiality agreement with the program team."

Live broadcast room audience:...

I've been clamoring for a long time, and you pointed to the screen and said that it was you, and you were in the top ten. You were afraid that others would not recognize you and took off your hat. This will keep everyone secret and don't tell them.

Brother, you are a pretentious person among the vast number of time travelers, only Chen Beixuan, Xu Que, and Li Qiye can overwhelm you.

Zhang Lingjun was in a complicated mood. The songs she played on her phone were actually sung by Gu Qing. She thought the name looked familiar before, but she didn't expect that she was the deity.

I lowered my head and saw the inexplicable soup spoons on the plate. I exclaimed in my heart, and glanced at me. Only the Jiachun plate beside me was empty.

My mind was blank and I didn't have time to think about Gu Qing. When I thought of her having eaten a bite of rice and a few bites of soup just now, I felt nauseous.

Jia Chun's face was tanned by the sun, his head was full of sweat, his mouth was opened, and his teeth were covered with vegetable leaves, so he would point fingers and praise Gu Qing, and Wang Dalong on the opposite side was spitting out.

"Vomit!!" I couldn't help it, and Zhang Lingjun vomited.

Jia Chun exclaimed in disgust and jumped aside quickly, "Why are you so disgusting? Are everyone eating?"

Hearing this, Zhang Lingjun vomited even more violently.

Gu Qing frowned and couldn't take it anymore, "Are you food poisoning? Why don't you go to the infirmary to have a look? Why are the fat man standing? Help me?"

"Oh." Although he disliked him, Jia Chun felt that he still had a sense of justice. He picked up Zhang Lingjun's hand and said, "Classmate, are you okay?"

As soon as I opened my mouth, the smell of leeks came to my face, and the smell of sweat from the morning of military training was also accompanied by.

"Look at you, your face is pale, and you can't stand steadily and push me away. Why are you so stubborn?"

I beg you, stop talking, vomit!! Zhang Lingjun opened his mouth, and before he could say anything, he vomited again. This time he vomited on Jia Chun's clothes.

"Fuck! Why are you so disgusting? Are you qualified?" Jia Chun cried.

Gu Qing covered her nose and jumped away, saying to Jia Chun: "She may be tired of military training and her body cannot bear it. Just so happen that your body is dirty, so you can take her to the infirmary."

"Brother, our squad leader will entrust you to take good care of her."

"Squad leader, take care of yourself, and ask you for leave in the afternoon."

"Sister Yun, if you don't have it, don't be stubborn. Don't worry, instructor, we will tell you something for you."

In normal times, if there is a good thing like helping a beautiful woman to the infirmary, everyone will definitely be very happy. It would be okay to stay in the infirmary for a while, but if someone is vomiting, then forget it.
Chapter completed!