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Chapter 74 The performance begins

"I'm sorry, Manager Zhao. Bai Chou might be a little willful, but at this stage, he might not really want to be a professional singer..."

After Bai Chou left, Tan Xuan hurriedly tried to smooth things over.

"It's nothing. It was us who wanted to take the initiative to sign Bai Chou, not him wanting to join Haidie." Zhao Lin smiled and didn't think there was anything wrong with Bai Chou's arrogant refusal.

The reality is, whoever can make money is awesome.

It was Haidie that needed Bai Chou, who had scratched out half of the lottery ticket, to make money for them, not Bai Chou who wanted to join Haidie to realize his musical dream and realize the monetization of his talent and money.

Seeing that Zhao Lin was not like the villain in the novel, who turned a cold face and became rude because of being rejected, Tan Xuan felt relieved.

After a pause, Tan Xuan said that there will be a welcome party at Nanchuan tonight, and Bai Chou will also perform a Korean song. I saw him practice it several times in the rehearsal room. Manager Zhao, do you want to stay and watch?
Zhao Lin said no, as she had other things to do in the afternoon. However, she hoped Tan Xuan could record Bai Chou's performance that evening and send her a copy.

Naturally, Tan Xuan would not refuse. The school would record the party anyway, so having a backup would be convenient.

Zhao Lin smiled again and said, Teacher Tan, should we leave our contact information? In case Bai Chou changes his mind one day, or he is persuaded by other companies, I hope you can notify me.

Tan Xuan happily agreed. This is Haidie's music agent. If she added his contact information, it would be considered as a connection in the future.

After seeing Zhao Lin off, Tan Xuan rushed to the playground to participate in the military training parade. In fact, she just stood next to the leaders and watched the various classes marching and doing military boxing, and finally listened to the leaders' speeches.

Generally speaking, as a counselor who has to teach several classes, she is quite busy. She has a lot of daily trivial matters to deal with and needs to live on campus most of the time.

It was not until after dinner that Tan Xuan finally had some free time, but it was not completely free: she needed to lead the students from several classes she taught to the Colosseum and arrange them in designated positions and areas.

The sky was dyed orange-red by the setting sun, and the clouds were spread out in the sky layer by layer as if they had been burned by fire.

At the front of the Colosseum, rows of seats were occupied by freshmen who had just finished their military training. After all, it was an orientation party, so the best seats were naturally given priority to the freshmen.

The lights on the central stage hadn't yet fully come on, but staff members could already be seen busily adjusting the equipment. Below the stage, students sat together, some looking down at their phones, while others chatted in small groups.

Generally speaking, the freshmen were quite looking forward to the performance, because during the military training performance, the school leader who was speaking on the stage said that there would not be any speeches by leaders in the evening party, and the students only needed to enjoy the performance, which would start on time at 8 o'clock and end on time a little after 10 o'clock.

Zhou Haoyu still remembers that when the school leader said this, the student group below burst into earth-shaking cheers. It is surprising that there are school parties these days where the leaders do not speak.

As the sky grew darker, the lights on the stage gradually came on. Several senior members of the Arts Department, dressed in gowns and suits, walked onto the stage accompanied by colorful lights and recited their opening remarks.

"It's about to begin, Brother Yu."

Chen Guangzhi, who was sitting in the front seat, was cheered up. He raised his arm and elbowed Zhou Haoyu, who was playing with his mobile phone next to him.

"No hurries."

Zhou Haoyu held a bouquet of flowers in his arms. He looked up at the stage, curled his lips and said, "I asked Lao Bai, and he and Xiaoxue's performance order is very late. It will be almost ten o'clock before their turn. There's no rush." ​​"I'm not in a hurry either. I just wanted to remind you that the two female hosts on the stage are quite good-looking. I wonder what majors they are from."

Chen Guangzhi tutted his lips and commented on the two female hosts announcing the show on the stage: "The one on the left has a nice figure, curvy, but the one on the right looks better..."

"Tsk, that's all made up, nothing compared to Xiaoxue."

Zhou Haoyu curled his lips, pretending to be dismissive of the two pretty senior students on the stage, but he couldn't help but glance at the stage to see if it was really like what Chen Guangzhi said, that the one on the left had a better figure and the one on the right was prettier...

While the two were talking, a boy suddenly rushed out from the audience, walked all the way to the bottom of the stage, held up a bouquet of flowers and handed it to one of the senior female hosts and said, "I like you, can you be my girlfriend?"
The audience instantly erupted in earth-shaking cheers.

The senior student had probably seen a lot of ups and downs before, so she smiled and said, "Thank you for the flowers, classmate," then took the flowers, held them in her arms, and continued to host the announcement.

"Fuck, so fierce, rushing to the tower without knowing him, and rushing to the host?" Zhou Haoyu was stunned. This was unreasonable.

Generally speaking, aren’t flowers given to performers? And basically, they are given to acquaintances. How could they be given to a strange female host?

"Let's try it first. There aren't many people as affectionate as you, Brother Yu, these days."

"That is."

Zhou Haoyu nodded in agreement, then stood up, stretched his neck and quickly scanned the surroundings. He found that there were many men and women holding flowers in their arms, and there were even people selling flowers along the aisles.

The competition is fierce.

Zhou Haoyu suddenly felt like he was facing a great enemy. Those boys holding flowers were all his potential rivals in love. Xiaoxue was so beautiful. What if they were tempted by her beauty and gave the flowers to Xiaoxue on a whim?
Subsequent performances also proved that Zhou Haoyu's worries were not unnecessary.

Starting at eight o'clock, more than ten groups of performers took the stage one after another, two musicals, three dances, and three pop songs...

Whenever there were prettier or more handsome performers, someone would come on stage to give them flowers. Judging from the reactions of those who received the flowers, some of them didn't even know the person giving them the flowers. They just politely said thank you, took the flowers and put them on the ground.

"Grass!"

Zhou Haoyu, noticing this, hugged the flowers tightly in his hand and cursed, "What a fucking downturn! People are no longer the same as they used to be. Don't even bother to mention whether you know them or not. You're giving flowers to people you don't even know. Are you really treating this school party like a concert?"

Backstage.

At first, whenever Li Xue saw someone sending flowers to the tower, she would scream like a groundhog, her heart full of anticipation. She proudly asked Bai Chou if they wanted to compete to see who could receive more flowers.

Bai Chou said that he knows you will lose without any comparison. Just look at those idols in the fan circle. Aren’t male idols generally more likely to get more gold coins than female idols?

Li Xue said that’s not necessarily true, we are all ordinary people and haven’t had time to get involved in fan circles. I am so beautiful, I must have received more flowers than you. If you don’t believe me, let’s make a bet.

(End of this chapter)