Ji Rao glanced down and said, "Hello, everyone. I'm Ji Rao, a freshman majoring in English at the foreign languages institute."

And then there's a long, boring, magnificent, inspiring speech.

Fortunately, there are not many people at the bottom who devote their energy to the speech.

Don't pretend it's all in Ji Rao's face.

Ji Rao bowed again after his regular speech, "thank you for your speech."

He took the speech down the stage.

There was another round of thunderous applause.

"It's over. I find I love him more."

"Ah, Ji Rao, I declare that he will be my God from now on!"

"Male god, look at me. Can you see if I have a chance?"

"You don't. If you lose in gender, you lose in the starting line."

"I'm a man. I'm a man. Do I have a chance?"

"Don't think about it. Let's go to the whole room and come back."

Sitting in the last row of Baidu who just woke up

Is there a chance?

Have your mother a big watermelon!

I'm not as handsome as I am!

If you want to fart, screw me up!

……

Back backstage ready to take off the jacket Ji Rao see backstage people are crowded in a place, the voice is not right.

He went over and looked, "what's the matter?"

"Nana's on her feet."

"Go to the school hospital."

"I'll carry her on my back."

Several people sent the sophomore to the school hospital.

"What should we do?"

Wang Nana is a senior student in the talent and art department who plays the piano at the end of the show. She sprained her feet and left. After a performance at the end of the show, she was nowhere to be found.

Seeing a few sister students in the Art Department grow anxious, Ji Rao was born suddenly and said, "I can play the piano."

They turned their heads together and looked at Ji Rao suspiciously, "you?"

"Well."

"At what level?"

What level?

Have you ever been a national pianist?

"It's the average level."

The finale performance has been decided, that is, piano performance. It is obviously impossible to change it at this time. Even if he says he is at an ordinary level, when there is no ordinary level here, his ordinary level is enough.

"I'll give you the score. You don't have time to practice. Can you go up directly?"

"It doesn't matter. Give me the score and I can play it."

Although I feel uneasy, there is obviously no better way at this time.

"Ji Rao, it's your turn to go on the stage. You should get ready."

"Oh, good." Ji Rao put the score on the piano.

This score, he knows, is not difficult. It's simple.

There should be no problem.

"This should be it?"

Cheng Ju looked at the people next to him suspiciously, "I really don't understand why you came here."

"Hey," the man beside him said with a smile, "isn't this the person who has heard that the foreign language institute is coming?" He whispered to Cheng Ju, "it's said that he's still gay."

Cheng Ju's face is light and has no expression.

He doesn't go to the confession wall or the rainbow wall, so he doesn't know about it all the time.

The man next to him is his father. Although they didn't go to junior high school together, their relationship has always been good.

People who can mix and play together are of course similar in life experience.

This person is named Wei Ke, some lively temperament, easy not to get angry, always smiling.

"Why didn't you respond? Didn't one of your high school classmates like you come to this school? Can't it be him? "

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