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Jing Simiao took Sheng Hanyan to the back door of the auditorium, and rushed in, 5 minutes earlier than the agreed time.Half of the road leading to the back door is being re-asphalted, and it's not easy to walk these two days, but Sheng Hanyan doesn't know it.

After entering the back door, Jing Simiao parted ways with him.

After a group of people, Sheng Hanyan found Wang Hetai, who was leisurely leaning on a piano, surrounded by three or two drama performers, who were rehearsing for the last time to find their feelings.

"Wang Hetai." Sheng Hanyan walked over, carefully clutching his violin case.

"You're finally here." Wang Hetai waved to him with joy on his face.

"Why didn't you go to the appointment yesterday?" Sheng Hanyan asked him, even though he felt a lot of upset, but he had no position to blame.

Wang Hetai was taken aback for a moment, then pretended to be stupid and said, "What appointment?"

"A letter to you the day before yesterday." Sheng Hanyan said.

"I don't want to go." Wang Hetai's face suddenly lost a little joy, "They didn't keep their mobile phones, so there is no way to send text messages to reject them."

"Oh..." Sheng Hanyan nodded, "That's true." Standing beside Wang Hetai, he put the violin on the chair.

Wang Hetai looked at Sheng Hanyan's eyes with a little worry, "What's the matter? Why are you asking so suddenly?"

"It's nothing..." Sheng Hanyan thought for a while, and finally said what happened just now, and finally shook his head, "I always feel that sometimes you can't look at the surface, those two girls look quite pretty."

Wang Hetai grinned, "Yeah, it's true that you can't look at the surface... Just now you rushed over aggressively, I thought you said you didn't want to perform on stage."

"How come?" Sheng Hanyan smiled wryly, besides, was he aggressive just now?

"What's more..." Wang Hetai suddenly leaned into his ear, "You didn't invite me to what happened yesterday, why should I go?"

His voice was too soft, and was directly covered by the lines rehearsed next to him.

Sheng Hanyan raised his head, "What?"

At this time, Wang Hetai had already leaned against the piano and stood firm, "It's nothing."

The two chatted for a while, and an old association officer came over with the program list, "Wang Hetai, the program list, you are ranked 12th on the stage, and here is your application form for the external relations department. It has been approved. Remember to do the handover tomorrow."

"Thank you, leader!" Wang Hetai accepted the application in a good mood.

Sheng Hanyan poked his head over to look, "Are you officially the secretary of the association?"

Wang Hetai said that he applied for the Association of Social Organizations when he started school, and now he wants to perform on stage, just to give himself an extra bargaining chip in applying for the head of the external relations department, but unexpectedly, he has already been approved.

But if there is such a successful performance, it may be of great benefit for him to apply for a higher position next semester.

However, he still jokingly said to Sheng Hanyan, "Do you think I will quit acting now? One more thing is worse than one less thing?"

"You still..." Sheng Hanyan shook his head with a smile, "What if they see you backtracking and regret not letting you be?"

"Eh? Are the people in the associations so silly?" Wang Hetai asked.

"You said you stopped acting, is it kid's play?"

Wang Hetai smiled and nodded, "Child's play."

"Speaking of our No. 12 performance, isn't it too late?"

"No." Wang Hetai said, "It's the finale."

Sheng Hanyan suddenly looked up at him, "Are you kidding me?! The penultimate one?"

"Well, act well!" Wang Hetai patted Sheng Hanyan's shoulder with ease.

The tension that had dissipated before suddenly covered his hands again.The beating heart regarded the mouth of the throat as a dragon gate, and couldn't wait to turn it out.

The auditorium was already full of people, and the bustling voices came from both sides of the aisle. Many people came. In addition to the entire freshmen who had to be present, more than half of the sophomores and juniors also came.

The two hosts who were about to go on stage stood there and chatted, saying one sentence after another, "There are so many people here today!" "It's not that there are so many people here in the sophomore year!" "Haven't they seen it? It made me nervous..." "It is said that the chairman and vice-chairman of the Student Union and Association Federation are here, so they all come to join in the fun..."

Hearing what they said, Sheng Hanyan looked at the ceiling and shook his head. Regardless of whether it is the chairman or vice chairman of the association, the students from the student union are all here. How much attention is paid to this performance, and it has always been a performance that only freshmen come to watch. How big is it? So many people from the second are here?

Sheng Hanyan didn't start to get nervous, but completely fell into the ranks of nervousness.

Wang Hetai pursed his lips and smiled, "Relax and take a deep breath with me. It will be fine to take out the feeling from the previous rehearsal."

Rehearsal, it all happened the day before yesterday, and the feeling in my hands has long since disappeared.Sheng Hanyan had an urge to open the violin case and take out the violin to play another piece. Anyway, isn't there a piano they are going to use on stage next to it?

However, all around him were freshmen waiting to perform on stage. He heard someone jokingly say, "People who have gone through the college entrance examination are so nervous today." Then the people around laughed.

Sheng Hanyan squeezed a smiley face, but couldn't smile at all.

"Are you going to play this piano later? Don't you want to try?" Sheng Hanyan asked.

Wang Hetai shook his head, "No, it is said that the grand piano was specially borrowed, and the piano was used in the last two shows, so we played in the penultimate place."

Grand piano……

Sheng Hanyan became less and less aware of the depth of this school.

The number of students in the backstage decreased little by little, and the host stepped off the stage and went up again. Every time the aisle was opened, warm applause from outside could be heard.

Sheng Hanyan has never encountered this kind of formation since he was a child. He used to stand alone in front of ten instructors and play the violin. He has never been so nervous like today, and even taking a deep breath is useless.

"There is one more show and it's our turn." Wang Hetai patted Sheng Hanyan on the shoulder, and then stood on the edge of the aisle, looking out.

"Um……"

Suddenly a hand fell on his shoulder, Sheng Hanyan was startled, turned around and saw Jing Simiao looking at him with a smile.

"Come on stage soon, can you tell me what piece you are playing?"

Sheng Hanyan looked at him and suddenly smiled, "No, I haven't performed yet."

"Oh, I'm about to perform on stage, so it's not too late." Jing Simiao said calmly, but her expression seemed to be flattering, "Just tell me?" After speaking, she still didn't forget to blink.

"No." Sheng Hanyan smiled, "You can't reveal the content before the performance, it's a rule."

Jing Simiao smiled wryly, and raised her hand to stroke the hair on the back of her head, "Then I can only stand under the stage and watch you perform."

"I won't disappoint my senior." Sheng Hanyan said.

Jing Simiao looked down at him slightly, "Really? I'll wait and see."

"Ok!"

There was a burst of warm applause from the channel. The previous show was over and they were about to start.Wang Hetai retracted his neck and tugged at Sheng Hanyan's sleeve, "Ah, it's our turn to be on stage, are you nervous? Don't be nervous, eh? Senior? Why are you here?"

Jing Simiao raised his hand to say hello to Wang and Tai, and then walked out of the aisle quickly, looking for a good place to watch the show.

"Are you ready?" Wang Hetai looked at Sheng Hanyan, "Shall we go?"

Sheng Hanyan nodded, "Go!"

He thought, no matter what, the senior is still watching from below, and now is definitely not the time to be nervous.

He and Wang Hetai stepped onto the stage one after the other. There was a grand piano in the center of the stage, and the lights were shining on it, which was quite dazzling.

And Sheng Hanyan was standing in front of the music stand, not the center of the stage, so he looked a little thin.Suddenly a light came on, very soft and not dazzling, and under the stage, someone whistled there.

Sitting behind the piano, Wang Hetai glanced at Sheng Hanyan, and then, the familiar prelude played.

Unsurprisingly, the audience sitting below suddenly shouted.

Contra's game music became the first suite and they played it. The boys below got excited, whistled, booed, and someone yelled "Damn!" to attract the attention of all the teachers and students. .

The two people on the stage seemed to be completely immersed in the atmosphere of the performance, and they didn't even notice that there was some commotion below.

"I'm going! Final Fantasy!"

"Goddess Yuna!!"

Just after the tune, the rhythm of the third song slowed down suddenly, and the melody came slowly, and the girls sitting in the auditorium were not calm anymore.

"Sword! Is it a sword?"

"Oh! My soul!"

"Yueru is the goddess, do you understand!"

The song Butterfly Love reminds everyone of that period of love between monsters, the summer vacation of sitting in front of the computer and tirelessly wandering around the general's tomb, and the maze that vomited blood in order to find the relics of Nuwa.

The fourth song followed immediately, and the discussion gradually became quieter, and then someone pointed out, "Isn't this the music of Xuanyuan's three major maps!!"

Immediately, everyone thought of Xiaoqiang, the protagonist who fought all the way back to Datang from Europe. At the same time, they also recalled whether the scar of the sky was more fun, or Cang Zhitao was better.

But before everyone came to their senses, the climax was over, and the two of them had already entered the end. A cheerful Super Mario dance came out, which caused a burst of laughter. The boys applauded loudly, and the girls continued to applaud.

The performance ended with the victory music of Brother Mary picking up the flag.