I was eliminated from the draft, and I became a superstar with a ballad

Chapter 237 237 Invitation from Luzhou University

【237. Invitation from Luzhou University】

"I'm mad at me too!"

"I'm furious!"

"Asshole, why do you ask Su Qingyun to write songs?"

Li Mengyun clutched his heart and looked at the Weibo comment area with an extremely gloomy expression.

This is 1000 million songs!
Aren't you guys too expensive?

hateful! ! !

Li Mengyun felt like a clown now!
Became the object of ridicule on the whole network!
However, for a while, he couldn't think of any good solution!
……

On the other side, Su Qingyun received an invitation from Luzhou University!
It turned out that Qian Muwen, a professor at Luzhou University, specially invited Su Qingyun to give a lecture.

When he first debuted, Qian Muwen admired Su Qingyun very much!
So he still has to give this little face!
"Old Qian, it's okay to give a lecture, but what should I say?" Su Qingyun asked.

Qian Muwen said sternly: "My little friend is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, poetry and fu. If you talk about something casually, these students will benefit a lot!"

"Okay!" Su Qingyun nodded.

Time passed quickly. On Monday, Su Qingyun arrived in Luzhou by plane.

The news spread like wildfire, and when Su Qingyun, accompanied by Qian Muwen, arrived at Luzhou University, the scene in front of him stunned him.

A group of people, black and white, students accounted for the majority, and fans and friends who got the news and came to support him, and the rest were reporters and media people.

Four words summary: huge crowds.

These people gathered around the school gate, as if they had received the news in advance. Everyone was waiting anxiously, and the security guards were also working hard to maintain order, preventing those excited reporters from approaching...

"These people don't come here for me, do they?"

Su Qingyun muttered in his heart, holding a trace of luck, but when he got off the car, these people ran towards him excitedly.

Especially the journalist friends, I don't know how the legs grow, like stepping on hot wheels, carrying such a heavy machine, and running so fast.

The school's security guards, who had been prepared for a long time, hurried over to stop him, wanting to protect Su Qingyun, but they seemed to be overwhelmed by the turbulent flow of people.

Under the protection of security guards, Su Qingyun walked towards the auditorium with difficulty.

It was originally in the auditorium, but there were too many students who wanted to attend the lecture, so it was temporarily decided to change it to the auditorium.

While walking, Qian Muwen asked, "Little friend, have you thought about what to say?"

Su Qingyun smiled lightly: "I really haven't thought about what to say, I will say whatever the students like to hear."

"Haha!" The old man grinned: "You are so free and easy!"

At this moment, the auditorium was full of seats, and the back of the classroom and the aisles were also full of students. These students all came to listen to Su Qingyun's class, and there were many media reporters holding cameras in front.

"Come here, God Su is here!"

As soon as Qian Muwen led Su Qingyun into the classroom, someone yelled, and the classroom erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

Many reporters also immediately raised their camera equipment, and heard many little girls whispering...

"My God, God Su is so handsome."

"Su Shen is even more handsome than on TV, and his looks are about to break through the sky."

"Okay, it's a heart-pounding feeling."

"No, I have to secretly take a picture."

There was a "buzz" in the auditorium, like boiling water, and the frying pan was blown.

Quite a few female students stood up from their seats with a bang, staring straight at the incomparably chic figure walking in through the gate.

At this time, all the reporters "clicked" and "clicked" to shoot.

Su Qingyun was following behind Qian Muwen at the moment, the golden sunlight hit half of his face through the window, his clean and handsome face suddenly became sharp-edged, his quiet eyes swept across the audience, his face was slightly shy.

Qian Muwen first stood on the podium and clapped his hands:
"Everyone be quiet, listen to me, today is Teacher Su Qingyun's lecture. This is also the first time Teacher Su Qingyun is giving a lecture. Don't look at Teacher Su's young age, but in terms of talent, he has far surpassed me!"

"Ms. Su's piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and songs are all top-notch, so you should cherish this opportunity!"

"In addition, Mr. Su's research and knowledge of traditional culture is much deeper than mine. I believe you will feel that Mr. Su is very knowledgeable in this class."

Hearing Qian Muwen's words, the students cheered even more.

Many of them are fans of Su Qingyun, but Qian Muwen said that Su Qingyun is more knowledgeable than him, many people don't believe it, thinking that this is just a statement of modesty.

At this time, Su Qingyun stepped onto the podium, picked up the chalk and said:

"Hello students, I think most of you know me, so let me introduce myself."

"I'm Su Qingyun."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and wrote the words "Su Qingyun" on the blackboard.

"This font is so chic!"

"Yes, such a comfortable word."

The students below admired the words one after another. With just two words, they could tell that Su Qingyun was proficient in calligraphy.

"This font is too chic, and the people are also chic."

Many girls looked at Su Qingyun with admiration, and their hearts were pounding.

"Hey, why do you have a nosebleed, what are you thinking?"

"Are you ashamed to say me? Don't you have a flow too!"

Many girls were blushing, deeply attracted by Su Qingyun's every frown and smile.

Even the experienced media reporters looked at Su Qingyun dully.

God!

It's really good-looking, [-] times more handsome than the most handsome male star they have secretly photographed.

The little fresh meat stars they secretly photographed in the past, although they are also handsome, but their real appearance is more handsome than ordinary people, and the photos on the Internet are all P.

But Su Qingyun is different. Apart from being handsome, he mainly wins in his temperament. His body is full of classical beauty, his temperament is cool and handsome, like a fairy who descended from the sky.

"Isn't this handsome enough to break through the sky?" A reporter swallowed.

"Yeah." The other reporter nodded, without taking his eyes off Su Qingyun's face and replied:
"It's so handsome that it's unscientific. It's a perfect combination of good looks and wisdom! This is the real idol!"

Su Qingyun did not introduce much, stood on the stage and glanced at the crowd, saying:
"Cough...cough...students, standing on this podium, I don't know what to tell you today. It's not so much a lecture, but a sharing and exchange. The following content only represents the words of my family."

"My main purpose today is to let everyone feel the charm of traditional culture. Traditional culture includes piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, as well as ancient poetry and articles."

"Let's take poetry as an example first. Everyone here has memorized countless poems from elementary school, middle school, and university. I want to ask you whether you like these poems from the bottom of your heart? Or is it for exams? Do you really feel it? The charm of these poems?"

The people below were taken aback and fell into deep thought.

After a few seconds, someone gave the answer.

"At the beginning, it was for exams, but occasionally there are a few songs that I like very much."

"I don't like to memorize poems, but when I see them written well, I can read them very happily."

(End of this chapter)