"Let's just drive you in. Do you want to bring your coat?"

Yan Fuguang glanced at himself in the mirror and nodded: "Take a thin one."

Zhang Yuanyuan asked while packing her things: "How about I go with you? It's not convenient for you to put on and take off your clothes, and I can also take some photos while I'm there."

Yan Fuguang poked her round face and said with a smile: "Isn't it another task assigned by Aunt Mo? It's just a school party, but you also have to take pictures?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuanyuan nodded matter-of-factly: "Absolutely. You haven't shown up much during this period of time. You've been idle for a long time in publicity."

The makeup artist also said, "Let Yuanyuan go with you. You are a public figure after all, so it's better to be cautious."

It’s not that they are too guarded against others, it’s because self-media is so pervasive now that they can’t say it’s foolproof even on campus.

And as for the piano, which costs more than one million yuan, Zhang Yuanyuan would definitely not feel at ease unless he saw it in person.

"Then just follow me to the backstage and I'll get a work badge for you."

Zhang Yuanyuan immediately agreed, as long as the little ancestor doesn't object.

It was less than half past six when the car arrived at the entrance of the auditorium.

Yan Fuguang put on his coat and walked into the backstage. It was already a busy scene.

Zhang Yuanyuan followed behind and observed silently. The environment looked okay and in good order.

People from the student union quickly saw Yan Fuguang, and someone immediately came to greet him.

"Classmate Yan, you are here!"

The speaker was Wang Jie, director of the External Relations Department, a junior student in the Department of Journalism.

Yan Fuguang pointed to Zhang Yuanyuan and asked, "Do you have a temporary work permit? This is my friend. I may need her help later."

Wang Jie immediately smiled and said: "No problem, no problem, let's go to the lounge first, and I will send you one later."

Wang Jie took the initiative to take over the reception. Communication is his instinct. If he can establish some personal relationship with Yan Fuguang through this party, it will definitely be beneficial to him.

Although it sounds a bit whimsical, but what if?

Wang Jie very considerately took Yan Fuguang to a rest room with few people, and did not leave until he walked to the door.

Yan Fuguang is the center of attention wherever he goes.

People who gossip are either speculating on Zhang Yuanyuan's identity or calculating how much Yan Fuguang's outfit is worth.

Some people are also talking about Yan Fuguang's program. After all, the performance list only lists violin solos, and many people don't know what the content is.

Fortunately, Yan Fuguang's program was the first one to open, and she was the one after the leader's speech, so she didn't have to wait too long.

After a while, Wang Jie came back, holding a temporary work permit in his hand.

There were people coming and going backstage, and naturally many people saw Wang Jie, who was smiling all the way.

"A star is a star. When have you ever seen our Minister of External Affairs and Liaison being so eager to do that?" Some people inevitably commented bitterly.

"Then what should I do? She is indeed a star! And to be honest, if I were a man, I would also be willing to be courteous. She is a beautiful woman. Look at her head-to-shoulder ratio and her long legs. She deserves to be a big star!

"

"It's said that celebrities and Internet celebrities have a different relationship. I thought it was exaggerated before, but now you look at Yan Fuguang and see who that person is, wow, the contrast is too strong!"

"Who are you talking about, Yue Yingshan? Hahahaha, I really want to see her expression!"

Although Zhang Yuanyuan sat silently and said nothing, she had a very good ear. When she saw the two people who had just been chatting walking out, she approached Yan Fuguang and asked mysteriously.

"Do you know Yue Yingshan?"

Yan Fuguang looked away from the phone and glanced at her with a smile: "Why are you such a gossip!"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuanyuan said righteously: "How can this be gossip? I'm trying to take precautions before it happens. Anything can happen backstage. Although the school party is relatively safe, we can't be careless."

Anyway, gossip is half as much as caution, Zhang Yuanyuan thought to herself.

But we can't say that she has conspiracy theories. She has heard and seen a lot of nasty things in the past few years since she joined the industry. Moreover, Mo Yun also told her before coming here that Yan Fuguang is a student after all, so it is best not to conflict with others on campus, even if

It makes sense, but the impact is not good either.

Yan Fuguang did not reveal it, and satisfied the assistant's curiosity: "She is the host of the party, um, she is also the beauty of Shanghai Dan School."

After saying that, she poked Zhang Yuanyuan's face again: "Are you satisfied?"

Zhang Yuanyuan covered her mouth and giggled. She turned out to be the school beauty. From what the two of them meant, she was an Internet celebrity?

Zhang Yuanyuan quietly began to search for "Yue Yingshan, Hudan" on the Internet.

Oh, what a little internet celebrity!

Because she previously participated in a campus-themed variety show on Tomato Channel, her name as "Hudan Campus Beauty" spread.

Yue Yingshan is a student in the Broadcasting Journalism Department. She has good grades and good appearance. She has been an indispensable part of the school's evening parties in recent years.

Time passed quickly, and when it was nearly seven o'clock, Wang Jie came again, this time to inform Yan Fuguang to wait.

Zhang Yuanyuan checked it up and down and made sure there was nothing wrong before leaving the dressing room with Yan Fuguang.

At this time, Wang Jie was very lucky that his parents had given him a pretty good height, so that standing next to Yan Fuguang wouldn't make the comparison too harsh.

But at this moment, all social skills seemed to be useless, because he couldn't even make eye contact with Yan Fuguang.

Under the attire, Yan Fuguang undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention, but at the same time, he also kept everyone away from him.

With curious looks and low exclamations along the way, Yan Fuguang arrived at the stage entrance.

A gray-haired leader was still speaking on the stage, and two presenters, a man and a woman, beside the curtain were scrambling to familiarize themselves with the manuscript.

Yan Fuguang's arrival caused a commotion, and everyone looked this way.

The male host said hello politely and continued to memorize the manuscript. On the other hand, Yue Yingshan controlled her expression quite well. It was unclear what she was thinking, but at least she did her best on the surface.

Zhang Yuanyuan carefully observed the "Hudan School Beauty" who was wearing a long rose red dress.

Her tied up hair makes her look mature beyond her years, and the heavy stage makeup makes her facial features somewhat distorted. From the appearance alone, she is worthy of the term school belle.

But since Yan Fuguang came over, Yue Yingshan moved from the right to the far left, quite far away from Yan Fuguang, obviously trying her best to avoid being in the same frame.

It would be better to stay away. Zhang Yuanyuan wished that there would be less disputes.

Yan Fuguang, who was leaning against the wall, gently moved his fingers.

She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had performed on stage. The lights outside the curtain seemed to come from another world, where her memories were stored and slowly rushing towards her.

"Thank you again, Principal Zhang, for your message!"

“It’s another year of golden autumn bringing refreshment, and another year of spring and autumn fruit.”

"Tonight we meet here and dance the pulse of youth together."

"Tonight we gather together to listen to the hymn of youth."

…

No one in the audience cares what the host is saying, everyone is waiting for the sentence they want to hear——

"Let us welcome with warm applause Yan Fuguang, a freshman in the School of Mathematical Sciences, who will perform the violin solo "Long Live Life"!"

"Vida" - David Garrett violin solo version.

Regardless of the lyrics, the melody of this song is particularly passionate and has a vigorous and upward vitality. It feels very suitable for welcoming new life.
Chapter completed!