Han Chunming knew that his appearance was actually an atmosphere group. Now that the atmosphere was lively, his mission was completed.
Therefore, when Han Chunming saw that the mission was completed, he was ready to run away. However, that required everyone's consent. Yang Huajian, who was behind Han Chunming, was not willing to do so.
She insisted on pulling Han Chunming to perform.
Mao Tu, who felt like he had lost his cool, continued to incite the crowd.
First, she had to sing.
After Han Chunming rejected him, he asked him to dance again.
"You didn't even spread your arms and legs!"
Han Chunming refused again.
"Then play the piano!"
Yang Huajian patted the piano on the stage again.
"Hmm?"
This was exactly what Cheng Jianjun wanted. For this day, Cheng Jianjun had worked hard for more than a month to learn a song.
Han Chunming knew that Cheng Jianjun was going to be a sound engineer. He had learned something and wanted to show it off. Therefore, Han Chunming gave Cheng Jianjun this opportunity.
However, if he said it directly, his sense of accomplishment would be halved. Han Chunming rolled his eyes and began to joke with everyone.
"No, I mean, how many of us old-timers know how to play the piano? Did he? Xiaoli, do you know how to do it?"
Han Chunming stood on the stage, unable to get down. In the end, Han Chunming didn't know how to play the piano either, so he started to throw the blame to everyone.
"If you know how to do it, I know how to do it."
The innocent girl named Xiaoli should be Cai Xiaoli, so she threw the question to Han Chunming again.
"Haha, none of you know how to do it, but I know someone here who knows how to do it. How about everyone give him a round of applause and let him show everyone what he's got?”
Han Chunming then turned to Cheng Jianjun, who was sitting next to Su Meng and laughing the most.
Seeing Han Chunming's half-smile, Cheng Jianjun's heart skipped a beat.
As expected, when everyone heard that someone knew how to play this foreign game, they immediately applauded.
"Haha, Jianjun, I'm talking to you. Look at everyone's kind invitation. You won't let everyone eat cold steamed buns, right? Let me tell you, our comrade Jianjun is now a piano tuner. It's easy for him to play the piano.”
Han Chunming smiled, but he was actually thinking to himself, Don't you like to pretend? I've given you enough face.
Sure enough, after Han Chunming exposed it, Cheng Jianjun had no choice but to take it. He was already prepared to pretend, so he could only stand up.
Although Cheng Jianjun stood up, he looked at Han Chunming with resentment. Han Chunming saw it, but he pretended not to see it.
"I didn't expect Chunming to know me the best. Alright, I'll give everyone a night outside Moscow to accompany our beauty, Su Meng.”
Su Meng didn't have much time to think about it, so she went on stage happily. Cheng Jianjun told her that everyone wanted to hear Su Meng's voice, so he invited her.
Of course, that was not the main reason.
When Han Chunming saw the two of them go on stage, he knew that his mission was completed, so he went to Yang Shuji.
He shook hands with Yang Shuji warmly.
"Yang Shuji, thanks to you for taking care of me previously, I must toast you a few times later.”
"Good, good! I'll definitely drink with you later, hahaha!”
Yang Shuji had always liked Han Chunming. He could tell that Han Chunming's words came from the bottom of his heart.
"Yang Shuji, you're being biased. You have to have a few drinks with me later.”Yang Huajian said.
"Drink, all of you!"
Han Chunming didn't pay attention to the performance and began to toast the students one by one. These people were only workers now, or perhaps they were nothing. However, who could say for sure?
If he kept his connections now, they might be of great use in the future.
Cheng Jianjun was playing the piano leisurely, but his heart was not calm at all. It was as if he had eaten rice, and he could not show it.
The party ended happily, but many people also saw a lot of things.
Han Chunming knew in his heart that as a person who had a good plan, there was no need for him to do such a childish thing.
If someone scolded you on the first floor and you retorted, would your character be different from that person? But if you were on the 50th floor, would you know if someone scolded you?
Even if he saw someone pointing down there, he could take it as a greeting, right?
Of course, Han Chunming didn't have the skill to slap people in the face yet.
After all, he couldn't pretend to be a painter or a foreign language master here, and he couldn't expose his appreciation skills now. After all, he had gotten a Xuande Furnace from Cheng Jianjun.
Therefore, since he could make him busy, why did he have to go against him?
After leaving the party, Han Chunming left on his bicycle.
Looking at Cheng Jianjun's bicycle, Han Chunming smiled. As long as it was a bicycle from their hands, it would have a special mark.
Therefore, Han Chunming could tell at a glance that this was their doing.
PS: Sorry, I was delayed yesterday because of my friend's accident, so I didn't update in time. I'm sorry. Thank you, readers, for your support.
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