don't call me singer

Chapter 1303 What is the future like?

"We still follow the original plan to challenge the 'professional gymnastics team'!"

As soon as this remark came out, Brother An's eyes widened suddenly.

what?
Hello! ! ! !

Why are you still not playing cards according to common sense!

"Wow!" Everyone in the live broadcast room was shocked.

It's either white or black, 306/1 plus Lu Ke, against the most recognized team outside the school - the combination of Tan Weiqi, Yan Xuexin, and Ge Liya?
None of these three people is a fuel-efficient lamp!Moreover, the relationship between the three is irreversible, and each has its own strengths. There is no doubt that if the three cooperate, it will be a strong alliance.

This kind of strong duel that should be saved until the end, why did it start at the beginning?

According to the predictions of netizens, Tan Weiqi and Fu Wenyao are the ones who can lead the team to the finals. They never expected to have a confrontation from the very beginning.

Not to mention the netizens, even Tan Weiqi was taken aback by Fu Wenyao.

After Fu Wenyao made the announcement, he nodded to Tan Weiqi, took a step back and returned to his teammates, and then turned to look at Gu Xiaobai next to him.

Just wait, Xiaobai!

I will bring an invincible army and knock you down!

All I want is victory!

Gu Xiaobai lowered his head and smiled after Brother Yao gave him such a look.

Everything that I experienced last year is like before my eyes.

The formation of either black or white, the first time they collaborated to sing the rock version of the school song.

When I was misunderstood and boycotted, Brother Yao helped out with "Don't Define Me", and with Brother Yao's help during the tour, the completed rock version of "Dongshan Ballad" surprised the audience...

Brother Yao is someone who never gives up!
After so long, Brother Yao really has not forgotten his original intention, and still wants to defeat himself!
Sure enough, this is Brother Yao!
After laughing for a while, he suddenly felt something was wrong, stretched out his hand, clenched his fist, coughed in a low voice, and restrained his smile.

Serious, be serious!

This is the minimum respect for Brother Yao.

In the live broadcast room, the barrage was boiling!

"Wow, brother Yao's fighting spirit is on fire!"

"Ah, Xiaobai laughed! Xiaobai laughed!"

"The eyes just now are too sullen! The eyes of the domineering president Brother Yao are killing! Xiaobai got it, hahahaha!"

"Only Xiaobai is Brother Yao's lifelong enemy, and everyone else is a supporting role! I have traveled all over the world, and I only have you in my heart!"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, xiaobai! Best friend, best rival! Is this the youth of a boy?! So passionate!"

"Yaobai Yaobai, infinite future! My stock is going up and up!"

There are all kinds of shouting.

Brother An couldn't help shaking his head beside him.

He, Gu Xiaobai and Fu Wenyao are old acquaintances.

Now he found that although there are countless strong people, the only one who can be called an opponent to Wen Yao is Gu Xiaobai.

These two have been competing since they competed for the top [-] students on campus, and they are still rivals now!

One year has passed, Fu Wenyao has matured as a young man, while Gu Xiaobai is still so young.

Everything seems to have changed, yet nothing seems to have changed.

At this moment, Brother An couldn't help but feel his blood boil.

Let me witness this epic battle, what will happen.

After everyone had made their choices, Brother An clapped his hands and said, "Okay, the time for the next competition will be at 10:7 pm on October 8th. Everyone still has a week to prepare, come on!"

"Roar!" Dozens of fists raised high.

The group diss match officially begins!
On the Internet, news about this group diss match has quickly become popular.

On a high-speed train heading south, Tokavsky was a little restless.

For an old alcoholic who has been drinking for decades, quitting alcohol is really too difficult.

Especially thinking of the analytical pure alcohol confiscated by the security personnel, Tokavsky felt a little uncomfortable.

After drinking the analytical pure alcohol, I feel that even the vodka is a little tasteless...

My analysis is pure!When can I drink it again!
Next to it, a staff member said: "Teacher, the school song competition has been divided into groups! Igor's opponent is Fu Wenyao and the others!"

"Huh?" Tokavsky was surprised: "Igor wants to compete with Xiao Xiazi?"

Tokavsky doesn't know much about Wen Yao, but he is familiar with Wang Haixia!

Analytical little chivalry!
"They are very powerful!" Tokavsky frowned, "No, I want to go back and help them prepare for the battle!"

"Teacher! Perform!" The staff grabbed Tokavsky who suddenly stood up.

Don't think I don't know, you want to go back to drinking analytically pure alcohol.

"The competition is on October 10th. After our performance on the 7th, there is still time to go back on October 4th. Igor and his teammates are already very strong. Teacher, you should think about the performance..."

I don't want to act!I just don't want to act!
At this moment, Tokavsky looked out the window melancholy like a child who couldn't get a toy.

Hey, don't tell me, the speed of this high-speed rail is fast!
It would be great if our country's high-speed rail can be so fast.

It has been more than ten years since I have been to China. Along the way, there have been earth-shaking changes everywhere, and everyone's face is full of hope...

so envious...

While Tokavsky was staring out of the window with melancholy, on the train from Moscow to the Far East, several young people were staring at the desolate scenery outside the window.

The vast Siberia, on both sides of the railway, is full of abandoned cities.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like an ordinary small town, but looking at it up close, it turns out that these cities have been abandoned for decades.

Traces of life still exist, but they have been frozen on this wasteland.

Here is the world's most vast land, with dense coniferous forests, rich mineral deposits, and endless resources.

But there is also the permafrost that never thaws, the heavy snow that covers everything in winter, and the desolation that even people can't keep.

The old green leather train was swaying on the rails. An old man with almost white hair stumbled over from the end of the carriage.

A young man quickly stood up and supported him: "Teacher, be careful."

The old man smiled, sat down, and said: "It's okay, the teacher is not old yet! Didn't you go to bed?"

"Teacher, we're not sleepy... One more day, we'll be in China, and we're almost there."

The K19 train from Moscow to Beijing has been on the road for five days.

They went to Dongwon University to participate in the Dongwon University Aeronautical Design Competition.

As a team from Lomonosov Moscow State University, Russia's highest institution, they should have been on the plane.

But who would have thought that they couldn't even afford air tickets?
And the old man with all white hair who led them was an old professor with the title of academician.

In addition, there is not even a young teacher.

"Teacher, what kind of place is China?"

"What kind of place is it?" the old man was asked.

(End of this chapter)