Everyday heroes

Chapter 33 Visiting the Experience Hall

Guan Lang didn't bother to count how much money he made this morning.

After preparing to close the business tomorrow, I will remove the cost accounting.

In the afternoon, Guan Lang was wandering around Tiannan University, and he often met a few cosplayers in strange costumes on the street.

There are many kinds of associations in Tiannan University, and the students' extracurricular life is rich and colorful.

Tiannan University ranks last among the top ten universities in the country, but the source of students is no worse than that of several other universities ranked higher than it, which may be due to the association.

Hip-hop clubs, classical musical instrument clubs, basketball clubs, squash clubs, archery clubs, home economics clubs, support education clubs, various types of clubs, small groups, or the general public, all have their audiences.

The enthusiasm of the students to participate in club activities is also very high, so this cultural festival is also indispensable for the booths set up by the club.

The venue where the association is located and the garden stalls are not in the same place.

Because there are many kinds of clubs, and some experience halls may also have requirements on the size of the venue, the school simply approved Building A of the teaching building as the activity venue for the club alliance.

Choose classrooms according to the size and needs of the club, some are large lecture halls with several hundred square meters, and some are normal classrooms.

The tables and chairs inside are also arranged by the students themselves, and they only need to be put back in place at the end of the activity.

In fact, Guan Lang also joined a club, the Hand-painted Illustration Club.

At the beginning, I joined with the purpose of learning something, but after going there for a while when I was a freshman, I didn't like the atmosphere of senior management, so I never went there again.

However, he heard that the management of the association seems to have changed this year, and the association should become much better.

The weather was very hot, so Guan Lang bought a cold drink at the stall in the garden to cool off the heat. It was a drink named Cherry Blossom Night. It changed from deep red to light pink from bottom to top. There were ice cubes floating on the surface, which looked crystal clear and radiant. is good looking.

Holding a cold drink and biting a straw, when he walked towards Building A of the teaching building where the community experience hall is located, he happened to see the familiar figure in front of him again.

Guan Lang quickened his pace a little and walked forward.

"Tang Xuemei, we met again."

Tang Tang, who was shrinking back and lowering his head to concentrate on piercing the fish balls, was startled by the sudden voice behind him, and shook his shoulders like a frightened little squirrel.

"Oh, it's you, the senior. Good afternoon."

"Is the senior also going to watch the club performance? Let's go shopping together." Tang Tang took advantage of the opportunity to invite.

"Sure." Guan Lang nodded.

"Senior, do you want to eat fish balls?" Tang Tang handed the food box to Guan Lang.

"Thanks."

The two walked side by side under the boulevard.

For some reason, even though it was the first time seeing Tang Tang in real life today, Guan Lang didn't feel much strange isolation.

It's like a friend I've known for a long time.

Perhaps this was also brought about by Tang Tang's temper.

Harmless like a small animal, he is full of vigilance towards his surroundings, but he can show an innocent side to people he is familiar with.

The two walked into a classroom at random.

Inside is the performance of the hip-hop club, which has just begun.

A boy in a trendy short-sleeved shirt was standing on the podium, introducing himself to the audience who had just entered.

"Hello, everyone, I am Xiao Yiqi, a solo hip-hop dancer who has been practicing for two and a half years. I like to sing, dance, and rap, oh no, I don't know how to rap. Now I will bring you a popping mechanical dance, music!"

The boy bowed deeply, and many spectators in the back seats would smile heartily.

By coincidence, they understood the teaser in his self-introduction.

Accompanied by the rhythmic music, the boy also started a mechanical dance performance. Between the contraction and relaxation of body muscles, it was like turning into a robot and vibrating and dancing to the beat.

Both Guan Lang and Tang Tang are laymen who don't know anything about it. They only think that the dancers' movements are beautiful and the music is on point.

After watching the performance, applaud together with others.

Listening to the ensemble performance at the venue of the chorus club, experiencing archery in the archery hall, Guan Lang was playing in the experience halls of various clubs, and Tang Tang followed him step by step.

But like some sports, she didn't follow along to experience it, but just stood aside and watched Guan Lang devote himself to experiencing it.

Guan Lang felt that his life this afternoon was very fulfilling.

After preparing to enter a classroom to experience club activities at the end, I went out to find a restaurant to eat.

Who knows that as soon as you enter it, you will see a dozen tourists inside are drawing hand-painted with marker pens under the guidance of club members.

I looked up again at the wooden sign with the name of the club on it, and it turned out to be the hand-painted illustration club, a club I joined when I was a freshman.

In fact, until now, he has not gone through the formalities of quitting the club, so if the current president does not clear him out, he is still an ordinary member of the hand-painted illustration club.

Guan Lang felt a little emotional. He returned to the club after two years. He glanced at the faces of the members of the hand-painted club. They seemed to be fresh faces. Most of the former old members had quit the club.

Tang Tang looked at Guan Lang as if he had been staring at the visitors who were painting hand-painted, thinking that this big touch made his hands itch, and wanted to follow suit.

"Senior, do you want to start painting?" Tang Tang asked in a low voice beside him.

Guan Lang was about to shake his head and tell her to leave together.

Suddenly, a girl with fluffy and slightly curly hair, wearing blue jeans and a yellow-and-white plaid shirt top, stood 1.6 meters tall.

"Hello, do you want to try hand-painting? It doesn't matter if you don't draw well, try it, maybe you will like hand-painting." An Xiaqing came over and asked.

She saw that Guan Lang seemed to be about to leave just now, so she thought he was a novice with no painting experience. Seeing so many people around, she was worried that she would lose face and feel embarrassed to paint.

She also came over to say something casually.

"That's not true, the senior draws really well!" Guan Lang's little fan girl muttered and refuted in a low voice.

"Oh, sorry, I thought you were a novice, it seems I misunderstood." An Xiaqing apologized.

"It's okay." Guan Lang nodded, but since the other party invited him, it would not be polite for him to leave directly. "That's troublesome for you. I usually draw with a digital screen. I haven't drawn with a marker for a long time. I suddenly want to try it."

Guan Lang's words are true. The last time he drew with colored markers was in the architectural hand-painting training class during the summer vacation of his freshman year.

Afterwards, he either made a draft with a pencil, or drew directly on the computer with a board.

The use of marker pens may be a little rusty, but it is not a big problem. The foundation of his four-level painting skill level is here. Even if the tools are not used smoothly, the painting will not be bad.

And the other party didn't know him, and he wasn't afraid of making a fool of himself.

(End of this chapter)