The all-round master who charms the city with a smile

When the time came to the day of the freshman entrance party, the school only had a half-day class because of the activities.

From the morning onwards, the students were on the move, and the conversation was always about the freshman evening.

I heard that at last year's freshman party, the most sensational was Xiao Nai on stage.

He performed guqin playing.

On the show, he was wearing a crescent white brocade robe, his figure was thin, and his face was picturesque, as if he had come out of a landscape painting.

The people are good-looking, the guqin is also played very well, and the girls are fascinated by it, and the aftertaste is endless.

It was from that day on, that the name Xiao Nai completely resounded in Qingdae and gradually became a walking legend.

There are also people who create personal posts for him in Baidu Tieba, and there are a lot of messages below, all of which are girls.

Ling Feng had been hearing all kinds of legends about Xiao Nai since the morning, and even if he heard it with his own ears, it was hard to imagine that an ordinary sophomore had no less influence than a star.

The last class of the morning was advanced mathematics, Ling Feng looked at the empty seat next to Zhao Erxi, and his mind didn't know where to fly.

"Anyway, how is your show preparing, I feel like you didn't take the show seriously at all. Zhang Yang didn't see Ling Feng busy with performances, look at the classmates in the music department next door next door, they would take time to rehearse every afternoon after school, and they rehearsed last night.

In such a comparison, Zhang Yang became more and more bottomless, wondering in his heart whether he was going to go up empty-handed and tell a story or a cold joke casually.

If that's the case, it's definitely going to make people laugh out of their big teeth.

Ling Feng retracted his gaze and said lightly, "It's almost!"

Looking at Ling Feng's attitude, Zhang Yang no longer had any hope: "By the way, do you know what happened to Bei Weiwei?"

"That classmate, please stand up." "The math teacher is a female teacher in her thirties, dressed in professional attire and with a well-proportioned and slender figure.

She is also very good-looking, and she is also a beauty.

The only downside is that it is cold, and everyone has taken a few classes from her, and they have never seen her smile.

The classmates have been discussing it in private, no wonder they call the name Wang Bingbing.

The eyes of his classmates focused on Zhang Yang, and he slowly got up in embarrassment.

"Repeat what I just said!" "

This...... That ......" Zhang Yang has been listening attentively, but he was just absent-minded about chatting with Ling Feng just now, and he didn't have the ability to use two minds, squeaky and whining for a long time, so embarrassed that he could cut out one room and two living rooms.

Wang Bingbing said: "The classmate next to you, you also stand up and repeat what I just said."

Zhang Yang felt a little more comfortable, but fortunately he had him on his back, and it wasn't too wronged.

"Advanced mathematics is a fundamental discipline formed by calculus, more advanced algebra, geometry, and the intersection between them. The main contents include: sequences, limits, calculus, spatial analytic geometry and linear algebra, series, ordinary differential equations...... "The

teacher is very satisfied:" Well said, please take a seat. "

......" Zhang Yang's expression is very exciting.

The stern gaze fell on Zhang Yang again: "You can also sit down, don't desert in class, and concentrate on listening." "

After eating, it's a lunch break.

Those students who needed to perform a show took a little break and began to put on makeup, change clothes, and prepare for the party.

Ling Feng slept until more than five o'clock before getting up from bed, and in the past few days, he has to level up his account, and he has to brush up on the reed slightly, and he is a little sleep-deprived.

Zhang Yang once wondered if he had forgotten that he was also going to perform on stage, this guy was not in a hurry at all.

The official start of the evening was 7 o'clock in the evening, and the students of each department had a fixed field, and everyone moved their stools to the playground and placed them neatly.

Looking down from the sky, it's still spectacular.

Ling Feng, Zhang Yang and Zhao Erxi were familiar with each other, so they sat next to each other.

Although the party is approaching the beginning, there are still people practicing Xi at this time, making final preparations for the stage.

The venue next to the computer department is the students of the music department, and when they look up, they are all handsome men and beautiful women, especially the girls who perform on stage, wearing makeup, skirts, and straight and slender legs.

Meng Yiran is the class flower of Class 3 of the Music Department.

She is very beautiful, she is a beautiful woman who can sing and dance, and she is versatile, and next to her is a cello about the same height as her.

Because the violin is very large, Meng Yiran looks petite and exquisite, coupled with the natural faint sadness between her eyebrows, giving people a feeling of pity.

The girl standing with her is called Anna, who is Meng Yiran's good friend: "Yiran, do you see it, there are many boys around you who are looking at you." After you perform on stage later, they will know what it means to be a talented girl, my cello goddess

!" "It's okay!" Meng Yiran liked the cello at a very young age, and she felt that wearing a beautiful dress, sitting elegantly on the stage, playing beautiful music, and watching the audience listen to it fascinated, this is a beautiful enjoyment.

Since junior high school, Meng Yiran has been traveling in the city, province, and various cello competitions, and won the championship in an international cello competition last year.

In the face of other people's praise and popularity, she has already resisted, compared to her, she cares more about whether the music she pulls out can make people happy.

Anna held a special video recording machine in her hand, and said with a smile: "Yiran, I will record the whole process later, and send it to the school network when the time comes, you will be a celebrity in Qingda, maybe the limelight can overpower that Xiao Nai." "

No, I don't want to be too ostentatious. Meng Yiran always felt that it was not good.

Anna persuaded: "How can this be considered a swagger, anyway, you listen to me, you must be right."

Like many boys, Zhang Yang kept staring at Meng Yiran.

Zhao

Erxi was holding a bag of potato chips in his hand, eating it with a clattering sound, and his eyes fluttered on the handsome guys in the music department.

I accidentally saw Zhang Yang staring at Meng Yiran, and he was angry in his heart, and he bit the potato chips hard.

"Hey, handsome guy Ling Feng, what about the show you prepared, everyone is busy with their work, why are you just like no one

?" Zhang Yang was also very curious, when it was their turn to perform on stage, what was Ling Feng going to do?"

"You'll know when the time comes!"

Zhao Erxi didn't bother to care so much, just open his eyes and watch it wide: "It's still mysterious."

Zhang Yang sighed, hoping that it was not the scene of the car accident.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the party officially began.

What Zhao Erxi didn't expect was that Xiaoling in their dormitory was actually the hostess of the party.

The party is expected to end at about 12 o'clock, seeing that most of the time has passed, and in two more classes, it will be the turn of computer class 2 to perform on stage.

At this time, Ling Feng suddenly got up and called four or five strong boys to leave the playground.

Soon, the host announced the show that Ling Feng was about to perform.

The piano is played and sung, and the repertoire is Jay Chou's "The Secret That Can't Be Said".

Zhang Yang's jaw was about to fall, and he looked at a few classmates in a daze, carrying a piano onto the stage from the corner.

Ling Feng took off his coat, revealing the performance costume inside, and sat down in front of the piano elegantly, and the temperament exuded by the whole person was immediately different.

Taking a deep breath, trying to get the best shape possible, he placed a recording box on the piano stand.

Suddenly, the brilliant multicolored lights on the stage went black, and a beam of white light hit Ling Feng's body, and the piano playing and singing officially began to ......