Li Mengnan nodded and said it was completely understandable.
As for the talent show, if you don’t have a sharp-tongued judge, where can you find the ratings? It’s not CJ (ChinaJoy). It’s enough to have a groove and legs...
Then Le Youyou pointed to the middle-aged woman on the second left, who was in her forties and had a pretty figure.
"That is Professor He from our music department. He is a very nice person. He likes to identify students with potential. He also has a wide network of contacts in the music circle. Many senior students want to be her graduate students... The most important thing is that there are no hidden rules.
danger."
"Isn't it right? Your ancestor was from the underground party? Do you even know this?"
It has long been a common semi-open secret that university professors threaten students with grades, but to be able to dig so deep when they first came to school shows that Le Youyou really has the talent to be a lurking intelligence agent.
"It's all gossip." Le Youyou was very modest and said that he had not done enough.
"Given China's national conditions, gossip is generally much more reliable than official news."
The third person was a beautiful young woman who was dressed like a senior student rather than a university teacher.
"This female teacher should be from the dance academy, right?"
The trend of the spine of people who practice dancing is very different from that of ordinary people, and the body muscles will show a unique streamlined beauty, which is different from the streamlined figure developed by sports such as swimming and aerobics.
Whether it is still or moving, the body will give people a very light and soft feeling, and the center of gravity of the whole person will be upward.
This posture is very special, even ordinary people who have never practiced dancing can easily distinguish it.
"Well, teacher Wen from the dance academy, Wen Yirou."
Talking about this person, Le Youyou's tone was obviously filled with a hint of envy and admiration.
"I think this Teacher Wen is not very old. Is she famous?" Li Mengnan asked confused.
"Of course, Teacher Wen is the idol of all the girls in the art colleges. She is beautiful and has a good figure. She has never lost her temper with any student. She always speaks in a soft voice. She is simply a collection of
A model of a good woman who embodies five thousand years of Chinese traditional virtues. Many female classmates I know take Teacher Wen as their role model and goal..."
This was the first time that Li Mengnan heard Le Youyou speak so highly of a person, but this Wen Yirou, who looked like a senior schoolmate, was indeed very beautiful, and she had a classic look that was extremely rare among modern women.
His temperament, waterfall-like long black hair hanging straight down his waist, and his gentle expression as he sat with his head nodding, looked like an antique ink painting scroll.
As the saying goes, love comes from the heart. Although Li Mengnan doesn't know the so-called "skill of lovemaking", he can still feel that if this woman gets married, she will definitely be the kind of good wife and mother who devotes herself to her husband and raising her children.
The last person at the judges' table is a middle-aged man between thirty and forty years old. He wears gold-rimmed glasses, a crisp silver-gray suit, and a bookish white face that looks very much like the star Bae Yongjun. He is an absolute teacher.
Breast killers have a certain appeal even to little girls.
"The last one is Teacher Pei from the Fashion College. Doesn't he look similar to that stick star? In fact, even his name is similar. His name is Pei Yongjun, and his name is Pei Junyong.
It is said that Teacher Pei was a famous male model when he was young. Of course, he looks very attractive now. It is said that many female students in the school have a crush on him. Like Teacher Wen, he is a very popular teacher."
When Le Youyou introduced Pei Junyong, her eyes were clear and her tone was natural. Obviously, this master killer was not her type.
Li Mengnan noticed that Pei Junyong was always looking for opportunities to chat with Wen Yirou next to him. He often just said a few perfunctory words to the students who greeted him. Obviously, he had some special thoughts about the classical beauty next to him.
On the stage, several student officers from the Arts Department of the Student Union sent the tallied player sign-in forms to the four judges. The handsome middle-aged man Pei Junyong smiled politely at the girl who sent him the form, and turned his head to Director Ke and Director Ke who were standing aside.
Professor He asked: "Director, Professor He, everyone is almost here. Do you want to say a few words?"
In any group setting, the opening speech of the leader is a tradition. Among the four people, regardless of their age and seniority, the director and Professor He can be regarded as the top leaders of the school. The opportunity to show their faces and receive applause is naturally left to them.
This Pei Junyong is obviously very good at life.
Director Ke, a bald man wearing thick black-rimmed glasses, still had the same old-fashioned expression and said with a straight face: "I'm here to review the program, so there's no need to resort to those frivolous formalities..."
The kind-hearted Professor He and Director Ke have been friends for many years. Naturally, he understands the bad temper of this bald old man who speaks without caring about other people's face. He quickly smiled and smoothed things over and said: "This time is different from the past. All the programs of all departments in the school will be produced by the four of us."
Come and review it. I just watched more than 500 programs. Time is tight and the tasks are heavy. We won’t do the frivolous stuff. Let’s seize the time and watch the programs!”
The two old professors said this, and the tone was basically set. However, Pei Junyong did not forget that there was another person beside him. He showed a very masculine smile to Wen Yirou and said softly: "Then let's start now.
,Teacher Wen, what do you think?"
Wen Yirou waved her hand and smiled softly, indicating that she had no objection and listened to the two old professors.
"Okay, but the director and Professor He are old and in poor health, so I will be the host for this program audition."
Pei Junyong moved the microphone in front of him to his mouth, clapped it twice with his hand to confirm that there was no fault, glanced at the program list in his hand, and said loudly: "There are many programs, so I won't waste everyone's time... Now please
Player No. 1 comes on the stage, player No. 2 please prepare."
As Pei Junyong announced the start of the program auditions for the New Year's Eve party, the noisy venue gradually became quiet, and everyone's attention was focused on the small space on the stage in front.
When he saw the first person on the stage, Liang Sanbo, who was holding a telescope, suddenly screamed as if someone stepped on his tail: "I'll go! Isn't this that guy from someone else's family? This guy also came to participate in the sea.
select?"
Li Mengnan was also quite surprised that the first one to appear was Shi Taishan, the "Broken Egg Pain Brother" who had had several conflicts with him.
In addition to this big guy who looked like an ancient behemoth, there were also three other boys in sportswear following behind him, with an average height of more than 1.85 meters.
They're here to start a fight.
"Elder brother, what do you think this guy is here for?" Zhao Yingjun was also surprised.
"Anyway, it's definitely not here to be cute..." Li Mengnan thought for a moment, "It's probably a performance related to sports, right?"
Sure enough, Li Mengnan was right. Shi Taishan performed hard qigong. He split twenty standard building red bricks with his bare hands in half a minute, and then performed a legendary chest-breaking boulder, which immediately attracted the audience's attention.
A burst of exclamations.
Le Youyou was also shocked when she saw it. She pulled Li Mengnan and said excitedly: "A big stone is broken in the chest! This is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes. It is said that no one performs this anymore..."
Li Mengnan looked bored. He didn't even bother to look at the crude tricks on the stage, and said lazily: "Do you know why no one is performing? Because the bluestone is too expensive, and the reward money he can receive is not enough to buy it. It belongs to
Typical income-output ratio imbalance.”
"You are such a person...how can such a wonderful performance become so vulgar when you say it?" Le Youyou pouted and glared at Li Mengnan with dissatisfaction.
Li Mengnan couldn't laugh or cry: "This is originally a trick of the lower Liba people. Even if you change the stage to a gorgeous one and change the name of the intangible cultural heritage, it is impossible to turn it into a tall and elegant one..."
You can't blame Li Mengnan for not watching this show. No one knows better than him what is going on.
This kind of performance is not comparable to hard qigong at all, but it is very close to the magic performance of their magicians, which is a kind of deception.
The bluestone used for performance is not actually in direct contact with the people below. Instead, it is held up by the hands and a short distance away from the body. Coupled with the skill of the hammer on the person, the impact force has not yet been transmitted to the body surface of the performer below.
, the entire stone slab has broken.
If you don’t believe me, try using a thinner slate. Shi Taishan will definitely run away. There is a limit to bone hardness. Even if you really practice the legendary golden bell and iron cloth shirt, you will never be able to carry a big hammer weighing more than ten kilograms.