The Auditorium of the Imperial Capital University.

The colorful lights have begun to flash.

Yan Qing'er made a glamorous appearance with a few hosts.

"Dear leaders, teachers, and classmates, good evening!"

She is as beautiful as a flower, her voice is full of emotions and dazzling, attracting the attention of the audience.

Xiao Yi came to the back of the auditorium at some point.

Looking at Yan Qing'er on the stage, his expression stuttered.

The willfulness and willfulness disappeared, replaced by dignity and grandness, as if Yan Qing'er had grown up in an instant.

She is polite and has a lot of witty words, and controls the situation.

Soon, Yan Qing'er reported the first program and the scene became lively.

First there was a violin, a guitar, and a poem recitation, which was jubilant and excited.

One program after another, with many talents from the Imperial Capital University, and even large-scale magic and martial arts performances, which makes people feel very pleasant.

Under the court, applause kept ringing, ups and downs.

Next, Han Feifei's solo dance and solo dance, who was in the middle of the program list, was added by the subsequent programs.

The audience in the audience thought it was the host who was trying to make things interesting, but more than half an hour passed and still didn't see Han Feifei.

"Where is Feifei?"

"Where is Han Feifei's show?"

Those students who were rushing to the stars were already impatient: "Why haven't you been there yet?"

"I'm waiting for her pole dance."

"And her thousands of miles of rivers and mountains."

Everyone started muttering, and some fans even shouted.

"Fei Fei."

"We want Feifei."

Even Yan Qing'er and the others are very pleasing to the eye, but after all, they are tired of watching it, and they are still not as good as the popular actresses in the entertainment industry.

The students below shouted in groups.

The leaders in the front row looked back and swept the stage again. The old foxes all smelled the scent of the smash.

"I know everyone wants to see Han Feifei, but the number of powerful people always comes to the finale, right?"

Yan Qing'er gritted her teeth and went to the stage, her words were full of jokes.

But who would have thought that Han Feifei was offstage at this moment?

She stood on one side with a mask and sunglasses, without a seat.

Because the auditorium lights were dim, no one would have thought that she would stand blatantly among thousands of teachers and students.

Yan Qing'er's words seemed to have worked, and the noise in the audience was obviously much smaller.

The people who performed the show below successfully took the stage again.

In the back of the auditorium, Guo Sisi whispered: "Yan Qing'er, hurry up and let your little face kneel down to apologize to Han Feifei, where is the others?"

"At the critical moment, he ran away, and I knew that such a person was unreliable."

Guo Sisi swept around, and there was no shadow of Xiao Yi.

"Don't think about it. I'll just smash the situation today. I will never use people like Han Feifei."

Yan Qing'er resolutely said that such a star who takes advantage of the situation has a good character.

Several organizational backbones also sighed silently, with helplessness on their faces.

The remaining programs were finished soon, and the audience started to make noise again because the program list was over.

"Add a little more fire!"

On the side, Han Feifei smiled coldly and said to Mu Shuangshuang.

Mu Shuangshuang was very excited and shouted loudly: "Feifei, we want Feifei."

"Yes, we have to listen to Feifei sing."

"We want to watch Feifei dance."

Listening to the admiration of so many students for her, Han Feifei couldn't help but feel as if she was attracted by the stars.

The two hosts on the stage could no longer handle it.

"Fei Fei!"

"I promised to let us see Feifei."

The shouts are rising one after another, and the irritable emotions are infinitely amplified.

Not only was the host embarrassed, but the school leaders were also extremely unhappy. A responsible teacher personally ran to Yan Qing'er to ask what happened.

"Ding Dong!"

"Dang!"

At this time, several professional staff suddenly appeared on the stage, placing microphones and lighting.

Yan Qing'er and the others were all stunned. What's going on?

Han Feifei on the lower side frowned slightly, and she suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

"Yan Qing'er, have you arranged the program?"

Guo Sisi's eyes were suspicious.

"No," Yan Qing'er shook her head.

"That must be Tian Zhe who found other stars in the entertainment industry to save the situation."

Guo Sisi was delighted: "Did you see it?

Tian Zhe is much better than the little white face you keep."

She turned around and swept to the stage, and the smile on her face stopped abruptly.

I saw a young man in white clothes appear on the stage, with an extra guitar in his hand.

"Xiao Yi!"

Yan Qing'er exclaimed.

“What is he going to do?

Crazy?"

Guo Sisi was stunned.

Of course, Han Feifei recognized Xiao Yi, and even wearing a mask could not cover the ridicule on her face.

Is this a trick, is it on my own?

"Go down, go down!"

"We want Feifei!"

Mu Shuangshuang took the lead in the riot, and the students below all shouted Han Feifei's name.

The leaders in the front row looked ugly like dark clouds. If it weren't for the school anniversary today, many alumni who had graduated before would have left the venue long ago.

Xiao Yi ignored the noise at all, and he gently plucked the strings of the guitar.

The crisp sounds of strings stun the students in the auditorium.

The white mist floating out of the stage gently swept through Xiao Yi's tall figure.

The soft lights brushed across his cheeks like the setting sun, flashing in a flash, but they are still fresh in memory.

Unruly! Clear edges and corners! Youthful and sunny! Xiao Yi seemed to have become a talented man from a college at the Imperial Capital University, so handsome and dazzling.

"Give me some peace!"

Yan Qing'er held the loudspeaker and suddenly stood at the end of the auditorium, shouting, shocking everyone.

"bite!"

Xiao Yi played the melody and the crisp sound rang.

"The flowers bloom in spring, the wind in autumn, and the sunset in winter."

"Mourishing youth, as a young man, I once thought so ignorantly."

...He played and sang himself, and his voice was hoarse in the vicissitudes of life. With the crisp sound of the guitar, he was like a clear spring in the mountains, shocking.

“Yellowing photos of ancient letters, and faded Christmas cards.”
To be continued...