Although there were also trolls, they all expressed their trust in Wang Xin.
Soon, the Poetry Competition officials also gave a response.
"Poetry Competition Official: We have strictly selected every contestant. Please believe in Professor Wang and the program team. We look forward to Su Yun's wonderful performance next Friday.@ Spiritual Boy Su Yun @** Wang Xin"
When the Poetry Competition's official Weibo was released, it basically settled the matter.
The production team would not pass Su Yun.
Next Friday night, Su Yun would participate in the competition on time.
"F * ck!" Seeing Wang Xin and the Poetry Competition's official Weibo posts, Yi Yu smashed the cup in her hand.
Forget about Wang Xin vouching for Su Yun, the Poetry Competition's official website also supported Su Yun.
In other words, he had spent 200,000 yuan to create a hot post for nothing.
In other words, on Friday, he and Su Yun would participate in the poetry competition as newcomers.
There was only one promotion spot.
Su Yun's poems were indeed well written. If he were to fight head-on, he would most likely be turned into dregs in an instant.
At this moment, Yi Yu's phone suddenly vibrated.
"Hello, Grandpa…"
"Xiao Yu, come to Shengjing City one day in advance. I will give you some general questions for the competition.”
Yi Yu's eyes lit up.
Title!
Su Yun, let's see how you can beat me this time!
Only I, Yi Yu, can advance.
So what if you have Wang Xin as your guarantor? Wang Xin is not a judge. He doesn't have a question, and he can't care who gets promoted and who doesn't.
You, Su Yun, are destined to lose face in front of the entire country. You're destined to be a one-time loser.
Su Yun had already turned off her phone screen.
With Wang Xin and the Poetry Competition's official venue, the troll army couldn't do anything.
"Alright, the matter is settled." Su Yun clapped her hands." By the way, give me a toothbrush to wash up. I still have classes in the morning."”
Only then did Sheng Xiaoyou and Song Lijun come back to their senses. Oh, Su Yun was still a third-year student.
"Su Yun, are you sure you want to go back to class?”Sheng Xiaoyou asked.
"What else?"
"Alright, I hope you can go up."
At 8:40 in the morning, Su Yun walked into the teaching area.
Then, he found the classroom.
However, Su Yun was stunned by the scene in front of her.
However, for the sake of class, she could only step forward.
"Aiya, don't disturb me from seeing Little Brother Su Yun.”The girl waved her hand and shouted without looking back.
Su Yun:||
If you want to see me, you have to turn back.
"Are so many people here to see Su Yun?”Su Yun continued to ask.
"Then aren't you talking nonsense? Brother Su Yun is a celebrity who came out of Ning City University.”
"I think Su Yun is just average. Only by chasing stars less and studying more can he contribute more to the motherland.”Su Yun advised.
The lady was obviously a little unhappy.
"No, what are you trying to do?”The girl turned around and said.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, her face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Ah!
A scream that resounded throughout the entire teaching building erupted in front of Su Yun.
This was the second time Su Yun had heard such an energetic shout today. The first time was from Sheng Xiaoyou.
"Su Yun!" After screaming, the girl shouted.
Everyone instantly turned around and looked at Su Yun.
Su Yun was a little scared at this moment.
He felt that the crowd was very restless, and a stampede could happen at any time.
Damn it, I won't be the first celebrity in history to be trampled to death by my classmates, right?
"Students, listen to me!" For the sake of his own life, Su Yun could not care less and directly shouted.
The students who were about to squeeze forward were stunned on the spot.
Because Su Yun's roar was too powerful.
"First of all, thank you for liking my song, but this is a school after all.”Su Yun said.
"No!" Someone shouted from the crowd.
"I have to sing a song before I can leave!" Someone else said.
"Junior Su Yun, it's almost June. Senior is about to graduate. Hurry up and sing a song for me!”
"Come on, junior. Just treat it as giving the seniors courage to step into society.”
The girls all shouted.
He didn't have any ill intentions, but more like he was teasing her.
Su Yun rolled her eyes. What kind of fans were these?
However, it was indeed graduation season.
The seniors of the fourth year would all leave the campus.
"No guitar." Su Yun said.
The crowd was noisy. Then, someone jumped out of nowhere and stuffed a good guitar into Su Yun's arms.
Su Yun was speechless.
Who would bring a guitar to chase after a star? F * ck!
"There's no sound system or microphone.”Su Yun continued.
The crowd was noisy again. Then, a microphone rack was placed in front of Su Yun.
Then, someone ran out and placed two square dancing aunties 'portable speakers beside Su Yun's feet.
Well, it seemed that he had been properly arranged.
"Alright, remember to let me go to class after singing.”Su Yun said.
"Otherwise, the trolls on the internet will say that I failed my subjects and didn't study.”
Su Yun's words spread through the speakers.
The crowd burst into laughter.
However, all of these laughter stopped when Su Yun played the zither.
"'My Deskmate' is dedicated to the seniors who are about to graduate, dedicated to the four years of university, dedicated to the boys and girls you once liked.”
After saying that, Su Yun directly played the prelude.
The simple guitar carried a hint of sadness, but it also carried the freedom of a young man.
"Will you remember tomorrow?"
"The diary you wrote yesterday."
"Will you still remember tomorrow?"
"You used to love crying the most."
Su Yun's voice condition was extremely good. It was not a problem for her to control this kind of school song.
He could even suppress his vocal cords to make his voice resonate more.
"Is this a new song?"
"I think so. It has never stopped."
"But listen carefully."
"I don't know why, but I've only heard two sentences and my water is already overflowing.”
"Senior, steady yourself."
Many students 'eyes were already red, especially the senior schoolmates in their fourth year. They could not control their tears.
"Who married the sentimental you?"
"Who read your diary?"
"Who tied your long hair up?"
"Who made your wedding dress?"
Su Yun sang as she played. Her voice gradually became loud and clear, as if she was asking and sighing.
The lyrics of the song were filled with uncertainty about the future, as well as the simple and unforgettable pain of breaking up after graduation.
At this point, the first segment ended.
The guitar was a little louder, playing a tear-jerking interlude.
"I can't take it anymore."
"Junior Su Yun, don't…don't sing anymore.”
"Wow, I feel so bad. F * ck, I don't want to break up anymore.”
"I want to promise her, I want to personally make her wedding dress and put it on.”
Not to mention the beautiful senior who was crying, even those seniors who had always called themselves straight men could not help but cry.
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