Chapter 491

   "Has anyone left?" An Chen asked when seeing the large group of people returning to the gymnasium.

   "They haven't left just now. After locking the door, they should have gone back to deal with business by now."

   "Okay, you guys should sit down first when you come back." An Chen asked them to come back, and then turned to Wei Ze.

   "Grandpa, what do you say?"

   "Come on, Grandpa, listen."

  An Chen nodded, and then turned out his cute little trumpet.

   "Now I would like to ask you to listen to some things. Our rehearsal is indeed to express our dissatisfaction with certain things, but it is not to instigate you to fight against the school.

  We will still participate in the performance of the school celebration program. We did not participate in the rehearsal. What I just said is one aspect, and another aspect. I want to ensure the confidentiality of our program.

   Now let me tell you about my general arrangement. We have visited the performance venue a few days ago, and the chorus members will not perform on stage. The seat I arranged for you is on the street next to the seats.

  There are three rows of streets, and we want people to stand on each street. Without equipment, we rely on manpower to create a 3D surround effect.

   After the rehearsal at the school, I will take you to the final venue to practice your standing. Now everyone continues to rehearse. "

  An Chen told the people present the general arrangements and plans.

  The rehearsal below continued as usual, and soon various voices rang out, and then slowly gathered into a stream of music, and finally a neat ensemble was played.

   It was the first time for Wei Ze and Director Li to hear everyone playing together, and the effect is already very satisfying.

  An Chen was watching seriously, when Ling Han poked her.

   "What's wrong?"

   "An Xiaochen, someone is calling you."

  An Chen glanced at his phone when he heard it, it was Hua Zhi.

   "Brother." An Chen found a quieter place and connected the phone.

   "Baby Chen, I've arrived at the Shanghai airport. Are you in the conservatory now? I'll go right away."

   "What? Brother, you've come to Shanghai! I'm at the Conservatory of Music, come quickly! Come here! Come here! I'll show you the performance."

  An Chen was a little surprised when he heard that Hua Zhi had arrived in Shanghai, but then he was happy.

  Fang Yan also sent her a message, he will arrive tomorrow, Fang Yan is considered a guest of the Academy of Performance, but the incident of ticketing in the Academy of Acting, coupled with his relationship with An Chen, Fang Yan has already defected to the Academy of Music.

   After answering the phone, An Chen ran back excitedly, and told Ji Xuan and the others about it.

   "Hua Zhi?" Fu Yanxing had never met Hua Zhi before, and he didn't know the existence of this person, but seeing An Chen so happy, he should be quite an important person.

   "Brother Hua Zhi is a person I have known for a long time, and he will come to introduce you in a while."

  Fu Yanxing nodded. He was really looking forward to meeting Hua Zhi. He really wanted to meet someone who could make An Chen so happy. In fact, there is no purpose, just to secretly learn some scriptures, after all, the road to chasing his wife is long.

  The rehearsal was still going on here. About half an hour later, the person who was very close to the door got up and came over to talk to An Chen.

   "It seems that someone knocked on the door, and it seems that they still came to see us for rehearsal."

   "Jiang Yuan, there is a knock on the door, you can find a few people to go out and have a look." An Chen directly sent out the most intimidating person, "If you still come to us for rehearsal, tell them not to come."

   "Okay." Jiang Yuan responded, then led the people just now to open the door and walked out.

  The people at the door were still looking for them to rehearse, but after a different wave, seeing Jiang Yuan barging in so aggressively, the momentum of knocking on the door just now was weakened by half.

   Submitting yourself to the eyes of others to judge is the root of anxiety and doubt.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)