"Boss, I can't hide my body. I'll accept you. It's amazing."

"Boss, from today on, you will be my idol."

"You didn't look at that guy Zhou Bing. When you heard your explanation, you were stunned. Haha, your sincerity was too good. Not deceiving yourself is the true sincerity. That Zhou Bing may just be a hypocrite. He performed well in front of everyone, but once he was alone, he must have exposed his nature and kept deceiving himself."

Although there were some twists and turns, I successfully joined the literary club.

At this time, on the way back to the dormitory, Zhou Jingjing shouted from time to time excitedly.

"By the way, boss, is that president's hand soft?"

"Boss, you don't know. The moment you shook hands with the president, we were so jealous of us."

"It's not just me, but the other boys next to me, and that look can kill you several times."

"Say it, say it, don't be shy. If I were asked to shake hands with the president once, I would be willing to die."

Zhou Jingjing has this kind of personality, and Huang Yifan is helpless.

"Okay, okay, that's nothing. You're telling you. If you are ugly, you have to read more books. Read a hundred times and the meaning will be obvious. If you study college a few hundred times, you probably know what it means."

"Okay, okay, okay, you will definitely learn from the boss and study hard."

It was probably stimulated by Huang Yifan. As soon as he returned to the dormitory, Zhou Jingjing picked up the ancient literature textbook and buried herself in her book.

Huang Yifan didn't bother him, and returned to his room, turned on the computer, browsing major domestic news.

It seems that he is surfing the Internet, but in fact Huang Yifan doesn't think so.

The knowledge in the textbook is dead. After reading these books, in addition to improving one's own cultivation, the most important thing is to apply it to reality.

That is the stage of the outer king.

Huang Yifan is only in the stage of self-cultivation at this time, but he must always be prepared and do his best to the outside world.

The philosophical theories of more than 5,000 years in the previous life must be spread to this world step by step through him.

This process of spreading the world is the kingly way, which is the so-called governing the country and pacifying the world.

Therefore, when doing research, you should not study hard, and you should also read current affairs and news frequently.

Knowing what is happening in the world, you can also predict what will happen in the future.

Finally, we link contemporary society with theories of various schools of thought, become saints internally, and give kings externally.

Or it can be said that the path Huang Yifan has been following now is the way of the inner sage and the outer king.

“China holds a grand art performance to raise education funds for the southwest region.”

A piece of news attracted Huang Yifan's attention.

The news said that the economy of the southwest region has always lagged behind the provinces in China, where in addition to inconvenient transportation, the greater reason for the trap is education. This grand Chinese art performance was a large-scale charity performance held by the Chinese Musicians Association and the Xiangjiang Music Association. It is hoped that 100 million yuan of donations can be raised to improve the education level in the southwest region.

The object of raising donations is not ordinary people, but large companies.

After the performance, a donation ceremony will be held.

Huang Yifan doesn't like such performances very much, and he is not interested in these celebrity performances.

He was about to close the web page, but suddenly, Huang Yifan saw the words "Tomorrow will be better" on the performance list.

...

"Sister Qin, I'd known I wouldn't have come to participate in the charity performance."

Backstage of the performance, Xiaofang said to Fang Qin with a depressed look on her face.

"Xiaofang, how can I say that? This is a performance that raises donations for the Southwest charity performance."

"Sister Qin, I said that, but look at the singers in Xiangjiang, they kept mocking us, saying whether there are any performances in our place, and there are still a few stars who want to drive us away. I really don't know, everyone is Chinese, why is this happening?"

"It's okay, Xiaofang, don't think too much. Sooner or later, our Chinese music will follow. Then, they will not dare to underestimate us. And, have you forgotten what song we brought this time?"

"Huh...Sister Qin, if you don't say it, I almost forgot."

Xiaofang's eyes lit up, "Hmph, Sister Qin, we'll let them see later. Our Chinese songs are no worse than their Xiangjiang songs. No, they are much better than them, a hundred times better."

As he was talking, a famous singer in Xiangjiang suddenly came over.

"Hello, are you Fang Qin?"

When the two turned around, Xiaofang screamed in surprise, "Liu Siyu."

Liu Siyu is a popular female singer in Xiangjiang recently. She won the Best Music Newcomer Award in Xiangjiang with her song "How Much Tenderness and How Much Dreams", and was very famous. How could Xiaofang not know about such a famous singer? However, she screamed in surprise, but Xiaofang frowned, "Sorry, we are not available."

"Don't get me wrong. I have no malice to you. Speaking of which, I am also from the mainland, I just go to Xiangjiang to sing."

"So that's it. I said Miss Liu, your Mandarin is so standard."

Fang Qin signaled Xiaofang at a glance and started talking to Liu Siyu.

"It's too weird to call me Miss Liu. We are all singers. Why not just call my name Sichen."

"Sichen, it turns out that there are so many people in the mainland who like you. Not to mention that you sing well, even if you have your personality, many people like you."

Seeing Liu Sichen's kind look, Fang Qin also smiled.

"No, it's just good luck. I won't talk about this, by the way, I want to ask, was the song you were going to sing in a while written by Teacher Huang Yifan for you?"

"Yes, how do you know?"

“I saw it on the show list.”

"That's it, sichen, you must know Teacher Huang?"

Fang Qin was delighted and asked anxiously.

"I know you. However, I don't know if Teacher Huang, who I know, is Teacher Huang who writes songs for you. Can you tell me how old is Teacher Huang Yifan, who writes songs for you?"

"This..."

Fang Qin frowned, "Actually, we don't recognize Teacher Huang Yifan. This song was just bought on the official website of the Chinese Musicians Association. However, Teacher Huang Yifan's personal space has 19 years old written on it, and it is probably written casually."

"Age 19, that's it."

Liu Sichen nodded happily.

"Ah, what is it?"

"Nothing, thank you for telling me, I've been disturbed, goodbye."

"Wait, Sichen."

"Is there anything else?"

"Sichen, no, I want to ask you for a favor."

"No problem. As long as I can help, I will definitely help, you can tell me."

"Can you tell us about Teacher Huang Yifan's contact information, such as mobile phone number or something?"

"This..."

Liu Sichen looked bitter, but he was secretly complaining in his heart.
Chapter completed!