Guan Lang didn't bother to count how much money he made this morning.
I am going to do some cost accounting after the business closes tomorrow.
Guan Lang was wandering around Tiannan University in the afternoon, and he often met a few Osers wearing strange clothes on the street.
Tiannan University has a wide variety of societies, and students’ daily extracurricular life is rich and colorful.
Tiannan University ranks last among the top ten universities in the country, but its student enrollment is no worse than that of other universities ranked higher than it. This may be partly due to the association.
Street dance clubs, classical musical instrument clubs, basketball clubs, squash clubs, archery clubs, home economics clubs, volunteer education clubs, various types of clubs, whether niche or mass, all have their audience groups.
Students are usually very enthusiastic about participating in club activities, so this cultural festival also has booths set up by clubs.
The venue where the club is located and the amusement park stalls are not in the same place.
Because there are many kinds of clubs, and some experience centers may also have requirements on the size of the venue, the school simply approved teaching building A as the activity venue for the club alliance.
Classrooms are selected according to the size and needs of the club. Some are large ladder classrooms of several hundred square meters, and some are normal classrooms.
The tables and chairs inside are also arranged by the students themselves, and they only need to be returned to their original positions at the end of the activity.
In fact, Guan Lang also joined a club, the Hand-painted Illustration Club.
At first, I joined with the purpose of learning something, but after going there for a while during my freshman year, I felt that I didn’t really like the atmosphere managed by the seniors, so I never went there again.
However, he heard that the management of the club seemed to have changed this year, and the club should be much better.
The weather was very hot, so Guan Lang bought a cold drink at the amusement park stall to relieve the heat. It was a drink named Cherry Blossom Night. It turned from deep red to light pink from bottom to top, with ice cubes floating on the surface. It looked crystal clear and terrible.
It's good-looking.
Holding a cold drink and biting a straw, I walked towards Building A of the teaching building where the club experience center is located, and I happened to see the familiar figure in front of me.
Guan Lang quickened his pace slightly and stepped forward.
"Xuemei Tang, we met again."
Tang Tang, who was shrinking his steps and concentrating on pricking the fish eggs with his head lowered, was startled by the sudden sound from behind and shook his shoulders like a frightened squirrel.
"Oh, it's you, senior, good afternoon."
"Senior, are you also going to watch the club's performance? Let's go shopping together." Tang Tang invited him.
"Okay." Guan Lang nodded.
"Senior, do you want to eat fish eggs?" Tang Tang handed the food carton in his hand to Guan Lang.
"Thank you."
The two of them walked side by side under the avenue.
I don't know why, even though it was the first time he saw Tang Tang in person today, Guan Lang didn't feel any strange sense of isolation.
It's like we've known each other for a long time.
Perhaps this is also caused by Tang Tang's temperament.
He is as harmless as a small animal and is wary of his surroundings, but he can show his innocent side to people he is familiar with.
The two of them walked into a classroom casually.
Inside is a performance exhibition by a hip-hop club, which just happened to have just begun.
A boy wearing a trendy short-sleeved shirt stood on the podium and introduced himself to the audience who had just entered.
"Hello, everyone, I am Xiao Yiqi, a personal hip-hop dancer who has been practicing for two and a half years. I like to sing, dance, and rap. No, I can't rap. Now I will show you a popping mechanical dance, musi!"
The boy bowed deeply, which made many spectators in the seats behind smile.
By chance, we all understood the joke behind his self-introduction.
Along with the bright rhythm of the music, the boy also started a mechanical dance performance. Between the contraction and relaxation of his body muscles, it was as if he had turned into a robot, vibrating and dancing in time with the beat.
Guan Lang and Tang Tang were both laymen who knew nothing about it. They only thought that the dancers' movements were beautiful and the music was on point.
After watching the performance, I applauded together with others.
Hearing ensemble performances at the choir club venue, experiencing archery at the archery club, Guan Lang played in the experience halls of various clubs, and Tang Tang followed him step by step.
However, she did not participate in some sports events, but stood aside and watched Guan Lang experience them enthusiastically.
Guan Lang felt that his life was very fulfilling this afternoon.
After preparing to finally enter a classroom to experience club activities, I went out to find a restaurant to eat.
Who knew that as soon as they entered it, they saw a dozen tourists inside drawing with marker pens under the guidance of club members.
Then he looked up at the wooden sign with the name of the club written on it. Sure enough, it was the Hand-painted Illustration Club, a club that I had joined during my freshman year.
In fact, until now, he has not gone through the procedures to withdraw from the club, so if the current president does not clear him out, his identity is still an ordinary member of the hand-painted illustration club.
Guan Lang felt a little emotional. He returned to the club after two years. He glanced at the faces of the members of the hand-painted club. They all seemed to be fresh faces. Most of the old members had quit the club.
Tang Tang looked at Guan Lang as if he had been staring at the visitors who were doing hand-paintings, thinking that this big touch could not help it because his hands were itchy and he wanted to follow suit.
"Senior, do you want to start painting?" Tang Tang asked quietly from the side.
Guan Lang was just about to shake his head and call her to leave together.
Suddenly, a girl with fluffy and slightly curly hair, wearing blue jeans and a yellow and white plaid shirt, appeared next to her. She was about 1.6 meters tall.
"Hello, do you want to try hand-painting? It doesn't matter if you're not good at it. Give it a try, maybe you'll like hand-painting." An Xiaqing came over and asked.
She just saw that Guan Lang seemed to be preparing to leave, so she thought he was a novice with no experience in painting. Seeing so many people there, he was too embarrassed to paint for fear of being embarrassed.
She also came over and gave some casual advice.
"That's not true. Senior is so good at painting!" Guan Lang's little fan girl retorted in a low voice.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you were a newbie. It seems I misunderstood." An Xiaqing apologized.
"It's okay." Guan Lang nodded, but since the other party invited him, it wouldn't be polite to leave directly. "Sorry to trouble you, I usually draw with a digital screen, but I haven't drawn with markers for a long time, and I suddenly want to try it.
try."
What Guan Lang said is true. The last time he drew with colored markers was during the summer vacation of his freshman year in an architectural hand-painting training class.
After that, he would either make a rough draft with a pencil, or use a tablet to draw directly on the computer.
He may be a little unfamiliar with the use of markers, but that's not a big problem. The basis of his level four painting skills is here. Even if he doesn't use the tools smoothly, his drawings won't be any worse.
Moreover, the other party does not know him, and he is not afraid of making a fool of himself.