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The performance had to be shelved in advance, and Jiang Wan also picked up the student status information form and prepared to fill it out.

She was very surprised when she saw the column about Lu An's family members, but like Huang Ting, after being surprised, she pretended that she didn't know what to do and continued writing quietly.

After finishing writing, Jiang Wan gave him the information sheet and asked by the way: "Lu An, when did you learn guitar."

Lu An raised his eyelids, glanced at her and said, "Comrade Jiang, you are not allowed to investigate your household registration."

After all, there were loopholes in learning guitar, so he tried not to mention it to anyone based on the principle of saying less and making fewer mistakes.

Jiang Wan was stunned for a moment, thinking that it had touched his heart, and immediately stopped mentioning it.

In her opinion, Lu An must have learned guitar when his parents were still alive, otherwise he would not have the interest or money to learn guitar.

After eating fried rice, Huang Ting in the front row wrote a note asking Jiang Wan: Does the monitor play the guitar well?

Jiang Wan wrote back: Very good, very talented.

Huang Ting read 6 words and wrote: He rejected you, what should you do?

Jiang Wan replied: If he doesn't allow me to get involved, then I won't get involved.

In the middle of the night, Lu Kerer and Zou Qiang came over, and the latter called Jiang Wan out.

In the corridor, Lu Keer glanced at the closed back door and asked Jiang Wan in a low voice: "Jiang Wan, is there any progress? Has Lu An agreed?"

Jiang Wan shook his head.

Under Lu Ke'er's questioning, she told Lu An exactly what she said. The purpose was very simple, that is, to show that she was powerless and stop instructing her.

After leaving Management Class 2, Zou Qiang asked: "Lu An has made it clear that he refuses? Are you still looking for him to come to power?"

Lu Kerer asked back: "Ask yourself, what do you think of the quality of the current programs?"

Zou Qiang was silent for a long time before saying: "Except for Shen Bing's guzheng and Manpower Class 1's group dance, the performances are quite satisfactory and there are no highlights. I guess it's the same as last year. None of these programs were accepted by the school."

Lu Keer nodded.

In addition to being the vice president of the student union of the business school, she is also the entertainment director of the school student union. Naturally, she knows the quality of programs in other colleges better than the average person, and she knows that everything Zou Qiang said is true.

Of course, she had a small thought in trying so hard to get Lu An to perform: she wanted Lu An to sing "Legend" and then record the scene as a tape and give it to her aunt to evaluate the song quality.

Zou Qiang asked: "What should we do next?"

Lu Kerer said: "Jiang Wan has just conveyed Lu An's intention. I think the person who tied the bell must untie it."

Zou Qiang was surprised, "Tang Min? Ask her to apologize to Lu An?"

Tang Min is the president of the Business School Student Union.

Lu Kerer said: "It's probably difficult to apologize. I don't think Lu An wants her to apologize. She hasn't reached that point yet, but she has to have an attitude. After all, it's a matter of face."

Zou Qiang rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I feel more uncomfortable letting Tang Min lose face than killing her."

Lu Keer smiled and said: "Whether she can let it go or not is her business, but I will explain the situation to her. Maybe you underestimate her, don't you?"

Just as they were told, the two found Tang Min immediately and stated the reasons and interests.

Tang Min squirmed in his seat for a long time, and finally asked the two of them: "Lu An is really that good. Are you sure that he can enter the school's welcome party? Can he get a place?"

Considering that Lu Keer is a girl and loves face, Zou Qiang said first: "If I can't enter, if I can't get the ranking, I will punish myself with three glasses of white wine."

If you drink three glasses of liquor according to the usual cups for dinner, that is almost 6 taels. This is the rhythm of getting drunk directly, and it is full of sincerity.

Tang Min gritted his teeth and said bravely: "If Lu An really has this ability and really gets a ranking in school, let alone me looking for him, apologizing in person will not be a problem."

Then she was a little worried: "I also asked someone to inquire about Lu An this afternoon. Judging from his current behavior, it seems that he is not interested in anything in school. I'm afraid that I will go there." It’s also a useless effort.”

At this time, Lu Keer said quietly: "There is still a director behind us."

Tang Min pointed at her, "This is a good plan. You have linked me and the director together. I heard that you want to delete this person. I don't think you should delete it. Come with me." Come on, let’s die together. Anyway, I don’t want to die alone.”

Seeing Lu Ke'er's reluctant look, Zou Qiang clapped his hands and laughed, and finally added: "I think this is a good idea. If Lu An really attends the party, Ke'er, you will inevitably have to contact him in the future, so you might as well take the opportunity." Convince yourself.”

"That's right, it's decided. It's fun to do embarrassing things together." Tang Min agreed.

The first and second classes on Monday are College English. Management Class 1 and Management Class 2 are in the large classroom together.

When Lu An and the other five people in the dormitory followed the flow of people to the lobby of the teaching building, they were stopped by a voice.

"Luann!"

It was Tang Min who called for someone, with Lu Keer and Zou Qiang standing next to him.

Seeing the president of the student union suddenly calling Lu An, the crowds around him unconsciously slowed down.

The five people in the dormitory looked at Lu An and moved closer to him, as if they would start a fight with the student union president if they disagreed.

Lu An stopped, turned his head and looked over, saying nothing, waiting for what was to come.

Lu Keer handed him a bottle of soda at this time: "Lu An, Senior Sister Tang will treat you to a soda."

Some words were understood immediately. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, Lu An reached out to take the soda and said thank you. Then, before Lu Kerer could speak again, he strode forward.

"Damn it! I, Brother Lu, am so awesome!"

When going up the stairs, Meng Jianlin in the crowd no longer pretended and was very excited.

The entire corridor seemed very quiet at this moment, and countless vague glances drifted from the eyes of boys and girls and quietly fell on Lu An.

Lu An was very calm. He glanced at the soda in his hand and threw it to Meng Jianlin: "Old Meng, I think this suits your taste. Take it and drink it."

"This is an honor, Brother Lu, are you willing to give it up?" Meng Jianlin said this while his hand quickly grabbed the soda.

Lu An smiled and said nothing. There are many people with mixed eyesight, and anything they say can easily be magnified or misinterpreted.

As Lu Kerer said, this matter is not a big deal, but now that you are asking for something from me, you have to show an attitude.

Seeing that Lu An took the soda and walked away instead of refusing to accept it, Zou Qiang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, it's okay. After all, it's not a deep relationship."

Lu Keer sighed softly: "I don't know what the director meant when he said Lu An's "talent"? But it's obvious that the three of us don't have enough positions today, so we can't hire anyone else."

Tang Min, who has short hair, put his hands in his pockets: "I underestimated him before. He is younger than us, but he lives a more transparent life than us. He is a good person."

At this point, Tang Min turned around and said, "It's your turn next. Go and move the director."

Lu Ke'er reached out and held her arm: "You said you want to die together, let's do it together."

Ps: I went out to eat at noon today and walked by the river. I was sweating all over. When I came back and took a shower, I got a heatstroke. I didn't get up until 8pm. I was so dizzy that I didn't know what I was writing. I'm sorry. Let’s not talk about it anymore, continue to sleep, and continue to eat tomorrow. If you have a little less today, try to have more tomorrow. (PS is free of charge)