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"It was broken by Su Chen just now!!!"
"hiss!!!"
"Is there a video?!"
"Lord Thousand Fingers!! We need a video!!!"
"..."
The people from the folk music department shouted without restraint.
Those on the Western music side could only watch helplessly.
Those who considered themselves superior couldn't accept shouting like the folk music students.
Too vulgar.
But they were also very eager to know what was happening inside.
I can only remain silent.
Hopefully, any videos included will be released.
And inside.
Everyone was still staring at the cigarette that was still burning in Dean Zhang's mouth.
Until the very last bit of fuel is burned out.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Was I dreaming just now?" Guo Yang recalled what had just happened and couldn't help but be shocked.
Dean Zhang's mouth trembled.
The cigarette fell.
I looked down at the ashes below and at the cigarette with only one filter left.
Everything was reminding him.
What just happened was not a dream.
It's all true.
"Principal, what will be the arrangements for our Department of Folk Music?" Xiao Mai put her phone away, suppressing her excitement, and asked about the important matter first.
"We'll discuss this later."
"HOHOHOHOHOHO!!!!" The students in the folk music department cheered wildly upon hearing these two words.
Many people immediately hugged each other.
Many people even went over to hug the person playing Western music.
Some people were scared away by those cold eyes.
Some shameless people didn't care about any of that and just hugged him.
They did it for no other reason than...
I just wanted to share my joy in this way.
"Great!! We've saved the Department of Folk Music!!!" Youzha raised his hands, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Chen Qiong and Tata hugging each other.
Then turn to the other side.
Sakura hugged someone else too.
He was the only one standing still.
No one paid attention.
then.
His eyes lit up.
He suddenly turned around and forcefully crossed his arms to embrace her.
Look from afar.
It was as if someone was trying their best to hug him.
It was extremely heartbreaking.
"Thank you, Principal!" Xiao Mai was overjoyed, but her face showed almost no change.
But even so.
The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl upwards.
This shows just how excited she was at that moment.
"Hmm." The principal nodded, then said, "Actually, I've heard about the conflict between Western music and folk music quite a few times."
"But that's not a big problem. Music has no borders, and we're all Chinese. No matter how you learn, as long as you remember your roots, there's no right or wrong."
"It's just that fewer and fewer students are being recruited for folk music each year, so the previous decision was a helpless move."
"But I am very happy to see that you young people can revitalize folk music today."
The principal turned around and looked at the students outside the door: "I hope you can continue your efforts and attract more young people to learn and join folk music."
"Otherwise, there are some things I can't guarantee."
"Thank you, Principal!!!" the people outside shouted.
Dean Zhang: "Principal! This kind of thing..."
"It's alright, we'll just have to hold on for a few more years." The principal looked at the happy children outside, a smile in his eyes: "Maybe they can create a miracle."
Dean Zhang wanted to say something more.
Guo Yang stopped him.
"Stop struggling, it's no use."
"Sigh~" Dean Zhang sighed. If the folk music department were gone, they could put all their resources into Western music.
Perhaps we can cultivate a few big shots.
Now like this.
They're dragging along a half-dead folk music department.
It’s so uncomfortable!
Seeing Dean Zhang in distress, Guo Yang felt inexplicably relieved.
"Dean Guo."
"Huh?" Guo Yang was taken aback and quickly replied, "Principal, what's wrong?"
"The piano needs to be repaired."
Guo Yang: "..."
Dean Zhang then added, "The repair cost will be around 200,000."
Guo Yang: "..."
Wang Wen and Zheng Youen exchanged a glance upon hearing the price.
They said in unison, "We are willing to bear half of it."
“However, I want a video of Su Chen playing just now.” Zheng Youen looked at Xiao Mai next to him.
“There’s no need for that,” Xiaomai said calmly, looking at her. “I will post the video directly on the campus network.”
"Everyone will be able to watch it then."
"Yay!!!" the people behind shouted happily.
Jung Yoo-eun shook her head: "Even so, I still want an original version."
Wang Wen then said, "I want a copy too!"
"...Can."
Dean Zhang chimed in, "I'd like one too."
Xiaomai turned her head and looked at him calmly.
Dean Zhang: "...Is that not allowed?"
“Sure…but I hope we can participate in the concert too.” Xiaomai pointed at Zheng Youen: “Even after them would be fine.”
"It would be quite abrupt if it weren't on the program schedule."
"It's alright, consider it a little surprise." The principal walked towards the door with his hands behind his back, and whispered as he passed Xiaomai, "Remember to send a copy to the school's email address."
Guo Yang followed behind, turned around and shouted, "Give us students from the School of Television and Journalism a priority too!!!"
Xiao Hao: "..."
If each person needs one copy, then what's the point of her sending it to the campus network?
Oil Residue walked over from the side: "Lord Thousand Fingers, I want one too..."