Chapter 246 I myself

Author: Meow and Aow

Chapter 246 I myself

On the day of the Flower Festival, Yu Hai was walking on the road, and it seemed that the sound of "Confession Balloon" floated above the world.

The young ladies wearing Hanfu everywhere looked around with colorful heads and eyes alertly, ready to face the sudden surprise attack at any time.

On the road, red flowers were tied to the car that was speeding past, and singing came from afar: "Create a romantic date..."

Outside the gate of a certain community: "You said you were a little difficult to chase, and I wanted me to retreat..."

On the lawn of a park, among the flowers, someone holding flowers and a speaker hanging around his waist: "Dear, don't be willful, your eyes

Saying that I'm willing..."

In the school, in the girls' dormitory area, a little brother holding flowers stood a few meters downstairs, and someone was holding a loudspeaker:

"Dear, I fell in love with you since that day..."

Yu Hai walked along the way and felt that he was out of place with the world.

Deed evil.

Why did he post this song?

"How is it?" Assistant Wen Ren said with great enthusiasm: "Do you feel very accomplished now?"

"No!" Yu Hai glanced at him.

As a one-handed dog, he didn't feel any sense of accomplishment in this season full of the sour smell of love.

Instead, it feels a bit annoying.

Can you change the song?

He almost vomited this song!!!

Wenren did not understand the meaning of his boss and still said with great interest: "Your Highness, I watched the video today and found that many people have sent out successful confessions, especially after using your song. They said that the success rate of confessions is particularly high. Especially I also saw a few people taking your avatars, and they are currently trying every time!"

Yu Hai: "???"

Is it something wrong with me or something wrong with this year's netizens?

"Why should I take my avatar to confess my love?" Yu Hai could not help but ask.

Wenren thought of it and answered unwillingly: "Because you are the two-dimensional and three-dimensional aesthetics!"

"What's the meaning?"

"Your Highness, don't you know?" Wenren's eyes lit up, as if he was introducing a fun toy to a friend to try. He quickly took out his phone, opened it, flipped into a certain video, and handed it to Yu Hai: "Look at this."

Yu Hai took it and found that the title of the video was: "When the male protagonist of O-woo enters reality."

The video only looks like a dozen seconds.

He clicked it casually.

A picture of a two-dimensional world is facing you, a side face of a handsome guy in a black suit.

Then as the video was played, the handsome guy turned his face little by little.

During this process, the light of the video gradually became fuller and the characters' clothes also became more textured. When this person completely showed his face, Yu Hai realized that if I go, isn't this person the same person?

That's OK?

Let's take a look at the comments on the video:

"I'll go, the male protagonist in my mind is alive!"

"As a second-dimensional girl, the only star I admit is Jingluo!"

"Whale fall opportunity gathered all the advantages of the paper man, however, he was alive!"

"So real!"

“…”

Too many people have praised the issue of his appearance, and Yu Hai has become accustomed to it.

He knows that there are many good-looking people on netizens who like to edit various videos of him.

Many people even feel very regretful because he is not an actor. There are many people who urge him to take the actor certificate every day, and Yu Hai never pays attention to it.

Wenren took the phone handed back by Yu Hai: "So? Isn't it shocking?"

"well enough?!"

Yu Hai didn't have a special feeling, and when he thought of the title of the video, otome or something, he was a little creepy!

The little assistant immediately retorted: "What's okay? Is it so amazing, right?"

"Where is it so good?" Yu Hai really didn't understand.

"You don't know!" Wen Ren explained with a stern explanation: "There was a traffic star before. What was the name of it? I forgot. There was a fan who plied the face of a handsome guy in the second dimension into his. What did you think so?"

Yu Hai asked in a cooperative manner: "What's wrong?"

"As a result, that popular star was scolded so badly! Those fans of the second dimension said that he touched the porcelain paper filmmaker and ruined his favorite character. They felt so disgusted that they asked the other party to delete the photos."

Wenren said with a sermon: "The barrier between the second dimension and the third dimension is difficult to break. People who have seen too much of the second dimension generally think that the third dimension is ugly, so they are not interested in many stars. And Your Highness, you are the only star now that many old second dimensions feel that they are not inferior to paper people!"

"oh!"

Yu Hai didn't know if this was a praise or not, so he could only try his best to accept it.

Wenren is still waiting to continue talking, but their destination has arrived.

Yu Hai came to school today mainly because of why he met his classmates who were about to cooperate with him.

After several days of hard work, this temporary symphony orchestra was finally pieced together.

After he took out the works he exchanged, Director Hu and several teachers strongly suggested that Yu Hai expand the number of members participating in the performance of this work to more than 300.

And thus, some senior students were stuffed in.

If it weren't for the reservedness of being a teacher, several old professors would even want to participate in the performance.

Fortunately, Director Hu tried his best to persuade him.

In response to this, several old professors could only lament for a while and strongly expressed their hope to participate in the rehearsal of this performance and do their best to do this work well.

Yu Hai naturally has no objection to this.

When I came to the rehearsal hall specially arranged by the school, all the selected people had gathered here.

When I saw Yu Hai, the originally noisy rehearsal hall immediately became quiet.

Yu Hai is very satisfied with this scene.

When he walked to the podium, he didn't say much nonsense, just said: "Thank you for your trust in me, and I hope we can have a happy cooperation in the next few months!"

As he said that, he asked his assistant to take out the score he prepared in advance and send it to everyone.

So the entire huge rehearsal hall fell into the noise again, but the sound was a little softer than before.

Zheng Jingwei printed the good score with curiosity and anxiety.

The first line above is "Symphony of Destiny".

As the number one in the violin major in this class, although his fame is not as good as his senior sister Lu Yuwei when she was in school, it is still promising. Several music companies have intended to sign contracts with him early on.

So for the graduation work, he was originally planning to play a violin concerto that he was best at.

However, after hearing that Jingluo was looking for a partner, he thought about it over and over again and decided to sign up.

After a little contact with this circle, Zheng Jingwei knew very well how difficult it would be to get into a composer like Jingluo with his current strength and status.

Perhaps this will be the only opportunity to play the premiere of a gold medal composer before he was thirty.

However, after coming to this rehearsal hall, Zheng Jingwei actually regretted it a little.

There is nothing else, there are too many people.

He could see that Jingluo was preparing to form a symphony orchestra to perform his works.

But even if he can compete for the position of first violin chief, it may be a bit unworthy of the loss.

And Jingluo probably won’t pay much attention to graduation works!

Thinking of this, Zheng Jingwei felt even more disappointed.

Several other professional first-class or famous people all have the same ideas as him.

Although it seems that the whale falls in a big way.

Hope it won't be too stretched!

With this emotion, everyone began to carefully study the score in their hands.

Time passes by bit by bit.

In the entire rehearsal hall, the sounds made by more than 300 people began to disappear bit by bit, until they were silent, and only the occasional sound of flipping through the shaking paper came out.
To be continued...