Chapter 266
Tsinghua Song and Dance Troupe participated in the performance of "Love for China" at Qingniwa Station, which was broadcast on Friday night of the second week at 19:30, and CCTV [-] sets.

After it was broadcast, "My Motherland" became the biggest dark horse in this issue with an absolute advantage, and received nods and praises from countless audiences.

"Hearing the chorus, my heart broke."

"Wow, I'm so excited."

"Shocking, very touching, pride and happiness from the bottom of my heart."

"Our motherland is strong, and our motherland is also very beautiful."

"Is it Tsinghua University's program?"

"I'll go, isn't that Ziang? He has transformed!"

"Fuck, Tsinghua University picked up Baola, Ziang rewrote patriotic songs and wrote the main theme song."

"..."

With just one issue of "China Love", "My Motherland" became very popular.

This song condenses the hearts of hundreds of millions of Chinese daughters, which is of great significance.

Both inside and outside the system, the degree of attention is very high.

Teacher Liu quickly received praise from his superiors, and he happily called Chen Ziang to come to his office.

"Ms. Liu, I'm in class." Chen Ziang said in a low voice.

Teacher Liu was taken aback. Before making the call, he had checked the curriculum of Chen Ziang's class. Could it be that he read it wrong just now?
He had to check it again.

After checking, he said speechlessly: "You don't have a class this period, I just checked."

Chen Ziang complained: "Ms. Liu, I have been on leave for several days, and I have missed many classes. I am looking at my classmates' notes. I don't have time. We are very hard as students. The freshman courses are so busy, and I am A person who is determined to study cultural knowledge hard and be useful to the country and society.”

He explicitly refused to see Teacher Liu.

Teacher Liu has black lines all over his head.

"Come here, it's a good thing to find you, do you want me to invite you in person?" Teacher Liu said angrily.

"That's not necessary, Mr. Liu, can you give me the green light first?" Chen Ziang asked.

Teacher Liu rubbed her forehead: "You said you could go to the Spring Festival Gala before I gave you the green light. Now that you're only going to "Chinese Love", you just ask, don't go too far."

"Well, Mr. Liu, there is nothing unexpected about going to the Spring Festival Gala. Look at the rave reviews on the Internet. The Spring Festival Gala program group has been established. They will definitely send us invitations soon." Chen Ziang said confidently.

Anyway, his personality is like this, if he really can't get in, he doesn't feel ashamed.

The embarrassment is the Spring Festival Gala program group.

A song with such a main theme is freshly released. If you don't let it go to the Spring Festival Gala, you will be blind.

"Come here to chat first, the green light is easy to discuss." Teacher Liu let go, mainly because the influence of this song has begun to magnify, and Chen Ziang is a great contributor.

Mr. Liu didn't know what kind of gains Chen Ziang got, but Mr. Liu knew that he must have gained something. This is very important in his resume.

Even if Chen Ziang didn't mention Mr. Liu's credit to the outside world, the system will definitely see who the teacher who brought him is.

Besides, Teacher Liu can also record Chen Ziang as a student and vice chairman of his student union in his resume and various reports with a clear conscience.

Chen Ziang finally went to see Teacher Liu. After he solemnly said that he was trying to find inspiration and write songs similar to "My Motherland", Teacher Liu waved his hand.

Open... What are you kidding, such a meaningful thing, let go of other things first, the green light will be given to you, and you can create with peace of mind.

But he also said that as for how far it should be opened, it depends on Chen Ziang's achievements.

If you can continue to bring honor to the school, it doesn't matter if you fail at the end of the semester.

……

After "Chinese Love" was broadcast, the students of the song and dance troupe who fought against Chen Ziang all gained more or less substantial gains.

Needless to say about material things, selections like good students will definitely be able to win, everyone has a share.

Those students who had the opportunity to enter the song and dance troupe were really dumbfounded at the moment.

What the hell, it's really possible to be on TV. They saw those classmates on a stage like "China Love".

There should have been a place of its own.

I actually missed it.

Chen Ziang told the song and dance troupe that there is a good chance to be on the Spring Festival Gala, everyone keep working hard and don't relax.

As soon as this word got out, those students were even more confused.

Spring Festival Gala?

That is the supreme hall, not only artists want to go up there, but ordinary people also want to try it.

"Fake, impossible."

"Liar."

They are very unfair, not a lot of envy, but a lot of jealousy and hatred.

Because they felt that some students in the song and dance troupe were not as strong as them.

At this time, Guan Tongtong came to find Chen Ziang, she was very upset.

"Baby, what's the matter?" Chen Ziang and Guan Tongtong were wearing thick coats and walking on the street.

"Let's change our image ambassador." Guan Tongtong hesitated for a while, and said to Chen Ziang.

Chen Ziang was taken aback, knowing what Guan Tongtong was talking about.

The Tinder Project has been developed to the present and has spread all over the country, although some colleges and universities are still joining in one after another, and are in the process of filing and recording.

But its footsteps are unstoppable, and it will be a matter of time to integrate into all colleges and universities across the country.

The Tinder Project initially hired Wei Wei as its image ambassador, and had shot several promotional posters.

"Then change it!" Chen Ziang didn't ask much.

Guan Tongtong was a little curious: "Zi Ang, why don't you ask me why I want to change?"

Chen Ziang said with a smile: "Should I still question my wife's words? Do as you say."

Guan Tongtong was very emotional immediately, she loved to hear such words, and she was very moved.

The two of them have developed to the present, as long as Chen Ziang asks, let's go open a room, Guan Tongtong doesn't hesitate at all.

It's just that he didn't, and from time to time he lamented that she was still underage, so she was so young.

She was too embarrassed to say it was okay, there were quite a few women who gave birth before they reached adulthood.

She's not that thick-skinned yet.

"The Tinder Project is now being rolled out, and the scale is relatively large. We need to take more photos and record a small promotional video. The posters we shot before are monotonous and simple, and need to be updated. But during this time, our people have contacted Weiwei's agent, and her agent People kept saying that she was out of town and couldn't come back." Guan Tongtong explained.

"Then change it!" Chen Ziang supported his girlfriend unconditionally.

Guan Tongtong asked cautiously: "Husband, she has a very good relationship with you, so why don't you change it?"

Chen Ziang held Guan Tongtong's hand: "I know you. If you don't get too angry, you won't take the initiative to bring up the replacement with me. If I want to know, I'll kill you immediately!"

Guan Tongtong was moved and felt aggrieved.

She and her classmates were indeed wronged, and were perfunctory time and time again by Weiwei's manager.

Chen Ziang's presence made her, who had always been strong, weak, her eyes were red.

"Sorry, I haven't paid attention to the Tinder Project, thank you for your hard work!" Chen Ziang gently hugged Guan Tongtong, giving her a sense of support and security.

"It's good to have you here, it's not hard." Guan Tongtong held Chen Ziang's arm, and the two walked along the street together, aimlessly.

(End of this chapter)

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