Helplessly waiting for the response of the course selection system, Li Nanchi logged into his "classic voice" backstage.

During the whole day, the cumulative clicks of [Those Flowers] have exceeded 50 million.

The email address reserved in the "Classic Voice" has already displayed 99 unread emails.

When I clicked on it, I saw that among the people who sent the email, many of them were agents and contractors of some record companies. The words in the email were sincerely invited Li Nanchi to join. However, they were all smaller record companies. Li Nanchi understood that although those large record companies would take the initiative to seek talent, they were not yet at the level of being able to bow down because of a song.

I just cleared my email with one click, and it was a joke. I was determined to be a big shot, so how could I go to these record companies?

He put down his mobile phone and tried the course selection system twice, but now he couldn't even get the verification code out. The college class committee group issued a temporary notice, and Li Nanchi forwarded it to the class group, and notified that the course selection was postponed by an hour for system maintenance, and he immediately scolded the system.

Li Nanchi felt that in school, the course selection system is called second, and no one deserves to be called first. Adults in the system will be scolded every semester and will be scolded by every new student, but they will still remain as unmoved as a mountain and will never repent.

Not long after I put down my phone, I suddenly kept vibrating.

When I picked it up, I saw that it was my mother's request for video. Li Nanchi smiled. My father and mother's reflex arc originally thought it would be long.

As soon as the screen was connected, my mother's voice came over.

"Boy, are you the people who are reported on mobile phone news?"

"Aren't all these photos exposed? Could it be that mom, you gave birth to a twin brother I don't know?"

"It's all nonsense, oh my son is promising. Mom is going to have someone print hundreds of discs to send to those sisters."

"Don't, your son doesn't need promotion."

Li Nanchi believed that my mother could do this.

"Ai, mom asks you, have you met a pretty girl when you go to college?"

"Where do you get the time?"

"Hey, has my son changed his sex? You were holding the girl from the Lin family next door when you were a child? After listening to [Those Flowers], my mother thought that the 'she' in the lyrics was the girl from the Lin family."

Li Nanchi was helpless, "I don't remember anything before college."

"The little girl has no news after going abroad after junior high school. I won't talk about her anymore. My mother saw the photos of your performance girls circulating online, and she felt that the horizontal look was narrower than that of ordinary girls."

Li Nanchi didn't expect that his mother would observe it very carefully.

Indeed, if you eat in the school cafeteria and want to distinguish between girls in the performance department and other departments, the experienced people can usually tell at a glance.

Girls who walk out of the performance department will make people feel "narrow" than ordinary girls. They feel that the whole person is compressed horizontally along the shoulders. They are either thin and small in the skeleton. Such people will appear harmonious in the composition of the three-point rules commonly used in film and television blockbusters, commonly known as entering the camera.

"Daotao, Daotao, you both have been talking for an hour."

My father's voice came over.

"Old man, now you're convinced. My son is born with artistic cells. Don't listen to your dad's muttering. He was so happy today. All the department stores were playing your songs."

The father's voice came again: "If a man is not powerful for a while, he should last! It is nothing to do with his achievements at the moment."

"That's right, don't take back the set of things you have in the company, just ask your son if the song is well written?"

"good."

"Isn't that all."

In this time and space, my father was still suppressed by my mother at home.

An hour later, the video call continued, and with the help of computer performance, Li Nanchi finally entered the system with an accidental attempt.

Eyes should be fast and hands should be fast.

Otherwise, once you hesitate, your favorite courses may be full.

For freshmen, they only need to choose one college sports, so they can be OK. However, Li Nanchi chose two elective courses, director and screenwriter, to enhance his qualities.

When the pre-class schedule is generated, there will be basically classes during the rest of the time period except for the public holiday on Wednesday afternoon.

After hard work, on Saturday, the annual club recruitment of the Shanghai Film Academy began.

The entire college student activity center has raised sunshades, and various clubs in the school are concentrated here, especially in this top art school that is famous for its art major.

The six people from 614 wandered in various awnings, which made the smell of a master walking around the streets.

There are many different eyes, and each awning has its own characteristics.

As the largest organization of school-level clubs, the student union is naturally the most scene among the clubs of all sizes. In every school, it is the top of the club pyramid, especially in the Shanghai Film Academy, there are performing arts activities almost every day, and any activities that take scenes will be organized through its hands.

Entering the Student Union not only means that you can easily get 10 credits for the content of the extracurricular teaching quality expansion, but also while organizing various activities to exercise your abilities, you will also be exposed to some resources.

Li Nanchi joined the space and time, but this time I don’t plan to do it again.

There is prosperity and loneliness. Compared with the student union's awnings, some small clubs seem quite lonely. A tent, a folding table, and a few benches are printed out and a thick stack of applications are no one cares about it.

"What should I do? If I can't recruit people, our Chinese comics club will be banned because of insufficient number of people!"

Between the scattered awnings, under a canopy of the Chinese Comics Club, Jiang Miaomiao, wearing a pear-white floral dress, was lying on the table, looking in the direction of the student union with envy.

There were crowds of people there, and in front of his small club tent, there were nowhere in front of the door.

There are only more than 500 freshmen in total. A bunch of freshmen who are unwilling to join the club were removed. The remaining half of them went to the student union, and they were then pulled by several large societies, and no one was interested in their own small societies. Now, even the ministers including her, there are only three people in total. The previous newcomers have withdrawn one after another. If they cannot recruit people this year, the Chinese comics club will be banned because the minimum number of people does not meet the standard!

There was a man and a woman sitting next to her. The intimacy was a couple immersed in the comic world, gathering on the back of an application for joining the group, and at the same time, they used pencils to comic new scenes.

Jiang Miaomiao suggested to the two classmates around her, "Let's stand up and shout. If you wait like this, it seems that you can't wait for someone. You two follow me and raise all the things you draw, so that your juniors and sisters can see our Chinese comics club."
Chapter completed!