Welcome to the new year party, Shu Chengbao’s program was not "Feeling Cute" that disappointed everyone.

   "Can't you sing "Feeling Cute"? Reverse! The national treasure art!"

   "Moreover, the lyrics of "Feeling Cute" are relaxed and interesting, echoing the aesthetics of young people, with positive force."

   "Tell everyone to look at every aspect of life with a positive and optimistic attitude even if their own conditions are not good enough..." The girl babbled solemnly.

Shu Cheng's mouth twitched, listening to the girl next to her who kept persuading her to change the show, she faintly replied: "This song also echoes the aesthetics of young people, with a positive force, telling everyone even if their own conditions are not enough. To be outstanding is to look at every aspect of life with a positive and optimistic attitude..."

  The girl is a little surprised, her ears are reddish, she has been talking nonsense for so long, but the male **** has remembered every word? The memory of the male **** is against the sky, right?

  She just said less and chanted for 20 minutes, have all the male gods remembered? !

  Shu Cheng didn’t care about the girl’s surprised eyes, handed herself a candy from the candy box, chewed a few mouthfuls of candy, and Shu Cheng took out another to spread out the palm of her hand, "No, do you eat candy?"

  The girl took the candy, and she heard the teenager’s lazy voice: "So you like the song "Feeling Cute", you can go up and sing it, don't say you can't."

  The girl’s eyes lit up: “It’s okay! I’ll do this!”

   Shu Cheng: "..." Is it only me who dislikes it?

  The welcome party began, and everyone began to look forward to Shu Cheng's appearance.

   "What is the order of appearance? When will my male **** be on the field!"

   "The male **** seems to be arranged last."

   "Ah, is it so late?"

   "That's right! The male god's performance is the finale. I don't know what the male **** is performing? I hope the male **** live version of "Feeling Cute"!"

  One show after another, the host of the welcome party began to report.

  "The next appearance is Shu Cheng, a freshman from the art department. His performance is "My Future Is Not a Dream"."

  Off the field, the screams and applause were more enthusiastic than everyone who played before.

   "Wow~ it's not "Feeling Cute"!"

   ""My future is not a dream"? Is this a new song?"

   "Wow! New song of the male god! Excited!"

   "The new song of the male god! We are the first audience to hear it? Excited!"

  Shu Cheng walked onto the stage unhurriedly, holding the microphone in hand:

  "Are you bowing your head like me under the sun,"

  "Sweat and work hard silently,"

  On the earth, "My Future is not a dream" was sung by singer-songwriter Zhang Yusheng, known as the "Music Magician" of Taiwan. Once it was released, it became popular all over the country and made Zhang Yusheng famous overnight.

   Applause surging.

  The sound of screaming from under the stage reached the stage, "Shu Cheng, come on!" "Shu Cheng, I like you!" "The male **** wants to continue to come on!"...

  The corners of Shu Cheng's red lips curled up, and the flowers bloomed like spring in an instant, so warm that the girls in the audience screamed again.

   "I know my future is not a dream,"

   "I live every minute seriously,"

"My future is not a dream,"

   "My heart moves with hope."

   There was thunderous applause, and a teacher from the music department under the stage brightened his eyes and clapped his hands in applause.

  This song portrays the image of an "urban worker". Although he was hesitated, he is full of hope for the future, so he lives seriously and does not waste time.

  Shu Cheng bowed slightly, left the stage silently, and handed the stage to the host of the show.

  Just ready to leave, the host stopped her, Shu Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, are the people from Tsinghua University going to send her to the hot search again?

   "Student Shu Cheng, please wait a moment." The host smiled and said politely.

Shu Cheng stopped and looked at the host on the stage. The corners of his red lips gave off a wicked smile, and his own scorn, a lazy, slightly smiling gorgeous voice sounded through the microphone: "Yes What's the matter?"

   "Ah----" Before the host could speak, screams on the stage had sounded from every corner.

"The male god's voice is good Su! Good Su!" "The male **** looks so handsome! Ahhhhh!" "How the male **** is so handsome! It's just like the noble son in the comics!" "Wow~ So handsome, so handsome, so handsome! My words are so poor!"...

  The voice of the host was blocked by the audience, and the host watched the scene with a dubious laugh.

"If there is nothing wrong, I will go first." Seeing Shu Cheng speak, everyone subconsciously quieted down, the boy's dark eyes filled with an evil smile, one hand in his trouser pocket. With her peculiar scorn.

  "Hey~Don't go!" The host shouted while holding the microphone, but the voice on the scene was too noisy and didn't listen to her at all

  "Don't go, male god!"

   "The male **** sing one more song! The male god!"

   "One more male god, one more."

  ……

  The host was silent, thinking that this might be the most inexistent time for her. When Shu Cheng spoke, the audience was quiet; when she spoke, the audience became noisy.

Shu Cheng watched this scene in the background, inexplicably remembered the repeated lyrics some time ago, and said incomparably, "Let me sing, I will sing, where can I put my face! If you want me to sing, but not to sing, What can you do to me? How!"

   "Puff..." The members of the student union passing by at the backstage saw this scene and laughed. The teenager is so cute. !

  In the next moment, the teenager reduced the sorrow on his face, with an unattainable look, and walked to the dressing room to remove his makeup.

  The teenager who walked to the dressing room turned on the phone and sent WeChat to the man in the first place——

  【Shu Cheng: Tsinghua University is terrible, Baba I want to go home! 】

  The man squinted his eyes slightly, Baba?

  【Rong Junyi: Baba? 】

  [Shu Cheng: Hey, good boy~[Touching the head]]

  【Shu Cheng: One day as a teacher, life as a father. 】

  【Shu Cheng: Sooner or later you will be called Baba, so you can adapt first! 】

  【Rong Junyi: Ha. 】

  Shu Cheng looked at an understatement of "he", always feeling that the man's expression must be very permeating now, but after thinking about it, she shrugged.

  I'm not here anyway, fearless.

  【Shu Cheng: You are such a stingy man, probably only I can bear it. 】

  Rong Junyi slightly narrowed his eyes and replied with an ellipsis.

  【Shu Cheng: Our instructors in this class are all very handsome, and they train very tightly. They are so angry, they are all black. 】

  [Shu Cheng: [emoji pack: so angry]]

  【Rong Junyi: Oh, you are blind. 】

  【Shu Cheng: You arranged it. 】

  【Rong Junyi: Yes. 】

  Shu Cheng’s red lips raised a smile, and there was no one in such a relaxed military training.

  【Shu Cheng: You are such a stingy man probably only I can bear it [Tan Shou]】

  【Rong Junyi: at the gate of Tsinghua University. 】