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Xia Wanqing’s words contained a very simple amount of information.

That is, He Wanrong, you are too powerful, I have been impressed by your singing voice and your talent. Can you tell me, tell the girls below, do you have a girlfriend, so that everyone has a chance to like you and chase you, under normal circumstances, girls ask a boy like this, there are countless people coaxing, not to mention, the current He Wanrong, so famous, so popular, Xia Wanqing is a proper school flower, the top ten figures in the school, naturally needless to say.

Therefore.

The audience was sensational.

Especially the girls, one by one, pricked up their ears, listening to He Wanrong’s answer.

Hearsay.

He Wanrong was a little helpless, this girl called Xia Wanqing is a little difficult. The senior in front of him is interesting to himself, but this question is really difficult to answer.

After all, below is Pan Wan’er in the field, she is his girlfriend, not only that, but also Zhang Lingling, Gong Ne, Dai Yuyan and others below, if you don’t answer, it’s a little too impolite, so this question must be a question, as for how to answer, the whole procedure, how to do, He Wanrong is thinking.

“Have you heard a story?”

He Wanrong did not directly answer her question, but asked a question instead.

As soon as the words fell, Xia Wanqing, who was a little curious, took over the topic and said suspiciously: “What problem?” ”

“Once upon a time there was an emperor named King Zhou You…”

The story He Wanrong told is very simple, it is a story that everyone has learned in elementary school, and this story is naturally a well-known story to everyone, beacon play princes.

This story is very simple, so simple that He Wanrong said directly, Xia Wanqing already knew the answer, and likewise, the people below also knew the answer.

Storytelling, among the stories, the story is the least important, the most important is the story after the story, expressed, the storyteller, what the meaning wants to express.

“After listening to this story, do you know my answer?”

He Wanrong smiled gently.

Xia Wanqing was stunned.

Answer? What answer? Did He Wanrong say what the answer was? Didn’t say it!!!

Isn’t this dangling yourself?

“You, you said the answer?”

With a blank look at her, He Wanrong said helplessly: “My answer is so clear, you actually don’t know, how stupid is this?” To put it simply, if you are Daji, then I am the King of Zhou You, even if I am a 250, but with you alone, what if you miss the world? ”

Originally, the beacon play princes told a story of education, do not mislead your country because of some small things, do not delay big things because of some small things.

However, when he arrived at He Wanrong, the conversation turned and it actually became a very beautiful story, a story about love.

When she heard this story, Xia Wanqing didn’t ask anything more, below, He Wanrong looked at Pan Wan’er and said, heard He Wanrong say this, and then saw He Wanrong looking at her and said, a warm current flowed in her heart, and she was about to cry.

I didn’t expect that He Wanrong was such a warm person, nor did I expect that He Wanrong was actually warm to such a degree.

It can be seen that coupled with He Wanrong’s kindness to him before, she completely loved this person in her heart.

She thought so, Zhang Lingling, Gong Nei was standing with her, and at the same time, Zhang Lingling, Gong Nei also thought so.

Everyone felt that He Wanrong was looking at them and saying it, and everyone felt that He Wanrong was saying it to them.

He Wanrong didn’t know how many birds there were in his stone, but the purpose was achieved.

Followed by.

It’s the grand finale.

Her performance with Miyane.

And this time, the performance in front of me is something that was not in front of him.

The name is simple, just four words.

“Wu Dong Qiankun”.

Seriously, when they saw Wu Qiankun, everyone was puzzled, what did such a name want to perform.

Inside Miyaki is the lute.

And He Wanrong, who didn’t bring anything, not only didn’t bring anything, but also took off the clothes on his upper body, and walked up like that.

The girls below, one by one, the fawn jumped.

“The big string is as noisy as rapid rain…”

The music sounded, and Miyane was singing attentively, playing and singing at the same time.

She thought about the first time she met He Wanrong, remembered how He Wanrong looked when she taught her to play the pipa, remembered how she looked when she was bumped into, I don’t know when, He Wanrong inexplicably broke into her heart.

I don’t know when, He Wanrong, walked into her time.

She sings with feelings.

Among the sounds.

In the pipa, there are strong feelings.

The students below, the judges, and the teachers are listening carefully one by one.

Listen to their performances.

Antique again.

See also ancient style.

The teachers and students were thrilled.

At the same time, He Wanrong moved.

In his hand was a long spear, where the spear was, and the gun came out like a dragon.

The move carries a fierce momentum, and it seems that there is a different story.

Every shot of He Wanrong carries an ancient story, incomparably beautiful.

Such as.

In that era of strife, the story of the family and the world, and the love of children.

Happy enough.

He Wanrong shot down.

Directly pierced the stage.

“Good, good, good.”

“The martial arts of the country.”

“Nengwen Nengwu, both civility and martial arts.”

“It’s really terrifying to be so domineering.”

“I didn’t expect that He Wanrong was not only good at ancient style, but this long gun was also invincible.”

…….

The end of tonight has completely exploded.

Some people say that He Wanrong and Gong Nei are a match made in heaven.

Some people also say that between the two, there is a different story.

More people are saying that tonight’s palace is a different beauty that they have seen.

The beginning was He Wanrong.

The finale is also He Wanrong.

With the last sentence of Jiangzhou Sima Qing’s shirt wet, the Heavenly Star Literary and Art Show came to an end.

I have to say that this is the best cultural performance since the establishment of Suhang University, and this literary and artistic performance has never been seen before.

Since then, others who want to compete with He Wanrong, and, secretly fighting in their hearts, ready to compete with He Wanrong, under He Wanrong’s stars, everything seems to be a collapse.

Unworthy.

No one mentioned that in the class, who could take what rank, no one mentioned anything, who was powerful, because, in front of He Wanrong, everything was self-ashamed.

The cultural show is over.

However, the real outbreak really begins.