Zhang Xiaofan is also quick to adjust his mood.

With an appreciative attitude, go to watch the party.

Because he knew it might be his last time.

Can really realize that this kind of campus life is beautiful and quiet.

The first program is "Splendid China", a large-scale folk dance specially organized by the school of performing arts of Wuzhou University.

A large group of warblers, yingying and Yanyan, were wearing the costumes of various ethnic minorities in China.

Stepping on the beat of music, singing and dancing makes people feel happy.

The second program is made up of the influential people in the school.

Wuzhou university is also worthy of the first school grass Xuanyuan Yunqing.

The old wolf's you at the same table.

In itself, Xuanyuan Yunqing is one of the most popular in the school.

In addition, a variety of more powerful buff halo.

In a word, this song can be said to be a direct fan of those primary school girls who worship him.

And the graduation party atmosphere, to push to a new high. Tide!

The third is language, crosstalk show...

and the fourth is the sketch program of art performance department.

I have to say that this sketch program is quite funny.

Especially for the students of the Performing Arts Department, acting skills are still online.

From time to time, the students and teachers in the auditorium will smile.

"..."

the graduation party is still busy, with the passing of one program after another.

Soon came the end of the graduation party.

At this time, Qian Wenyi, who was sitting beside Zhang Xiaofan, was more or less drowsy.

At this time, like a tightly wound puppet, he sat up straight.

He patted Zhang Xiaofan's arm, while excitedly pointed to the curtain which had not been opened on the stage.

Some excited incoherent, said.

"Little fange, my goddess, my goddess, she will be on the stage soon!"

"Ha ha..."

looking at Qian Wenyi, who was excited because of Shen Qianyue's coming.

Zhang Xiaofan can't help being a little graceful.

In the heart also can't help exclamation, oneself is psychology old?

I always feel that I can't keep up with the rhythm of this little fat man.

In Zhang Xiaofan's heart, Qian Wenyi is full of expectation.

Luo Yurou stood on the stage again and said with a smile:

"obviously, everyone has been waiting for a long time."

"Next, let's ask Shen Qianyue from class 41 of our performing academy to sing a warm lyric song" little luck "for you.

Shen Qianyue's name is like a depth charge.

Directly pushed the already hot auditorium atmosphere to a new peak again.

Almost all of the male students, at this time, have been clamoring up.

One by one, or shout Shen Qianyue's name.

Or you're clapping!

In short, this sudden atmosphere makes Zhang Xiaofan feel like he is in Shen Qianyue's personal concert.

He was quite surprised.

"It's worthy of being the school flower of the performing Academy. This popularity is not built up!"

When Zhang Xiaofan thought of this, he couldn't help shaking his head, laughing and sighing.

Zhang Xiaofan is chatting with Qian Wenyi without a word. His eyes are just looking at the stage.

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