Chapter 39, Sister, do you have any ideas?

This is not just a simple declaration of ownership.

The phrases "currently pursuing" and "hoping to succeed" clearly place the speaker in a subordinate position, making it entirely clear who is the proactive party in the relationship.

Yansheng's account was quickly verified by Weibo.

Those trolls who joined the bandwagon in attacking Wen Hanyun were completely silenced, as if they had been slapped hard in the face.

However, Wen Hanyun, who continued preparing for the program, was unaware of all this.

The day of the freshman association meeting finally arrived.

The stands suddenly went dark, leaving only a spotlight that precisely illuminated the two people in the center of the stage.

To be honest, two such outstandingly beautiful girls standing on the stage can attract people's attention and leave a lasting impression, even without doing anything.

Wen Hanyun stood on the left, holding her electric guitar. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Qin Ling's hand holding the microphone tighten slightly as she whispered to her, "Ah Ling, good luck."

Below the stage was a sea of ​​black audience members. Wen Hanyun raised her arm and gave the sound engineer an OK sign.

She took a deep breath and placed her fingertips on the strings.

First comes a soothing prelude.

The familiar yet slightly different melody instantly silenced the crowd, with some unconsciously swaying their heads along.

Then, Qin Ling's singing began.

The moment the clear voice rang out, everyone was instantly invigorated.

I thought it was rare to find someone as talented and beautiful as Teacher Wen, but I didn't expect the girl next to her to be so capable as well.

Her singing style, which carries a slightly story-like quality, is so captivating that it will surely draw you in from the very first note. Not to mention the students who are drawn to her appearance, they all eagerly raised their phones to record the moment she opened her mouth.

Soon, the stage lights began to change.

Wen Hanyun smiled slightly and exchanged a smile with Qin Ling.

With a flick of her fingertips, the rhythm of her strumming suddenly quickened, and the electric guitar in her hands seemed to transform into a wild horse, galloping and neighing under her control.

Qin Ling moved two steps closer to the center of the stage, and the two stood shoulder to shoulder.

Wen Hanyun lowered her eyes, and the stray hairs falling across her forehead shone with light.

Her fingers danced across the strings, and cheers from the audience rose and fell, pushing the atmosphere to its peak.

Finally, Wen Hanyun half-closed her eyes, raised her head, and finished the last syllable.

In the first row below the stage, Yan Sheng leaned back in his chair, his fingertips lightly tapping his knees.

His gaze was fixed steadily on Wen Hanyun, his eyes filled with an unyielding smile.

Qin Ling put the microphone back on the stand, turned her head and smiled slightly at Wen Hanyun. Her hair was also wet with sweat and stuck messily to her forehead.

Wen Hanyun also smiled and bowed slightly to the audience while holding her guitar.

The VIP section is located on the side of the stands.

Several striking figures stood in the shadows.

The woman in the lead had long, wavy hair, wore a black leather jacket, and held a tablet computer in her hand. The screen was playing back clips of Wen Hanyun and Qin Ling's performance.

The young-looking boy next to her clicked his tongue in admiration, "This guitarist is pretty good, sis, any ideas?"

The woman didn't respond, but tapped the screen with her finger, zooming in on the image.

"That lead singer has a very distinctive voice and great stage presence. The two of them are a match made in heaven." The boy continued talking to himself, not getting a response.

"Are these two from University A?" Another tall man with a buzz cut peeked out. "I just came here to take a look around, thinking it was just for fun, but I didn't expect to actually find some gems."

"I think she was a teacher at the school?"

The curly-haired woman finally spoke, taking out her phone to search, and quickly exclaimed "Ah!"

"Look at this."

"The professor from University A who went viral online a few days ago, Yan's boyfriend even publicly said he was pursuing her!"

The man with the buzz cut raised an eyebrow, said nothing more, and led the way toward the backstage exit. "Let's go say hello first."

Wen Hanyun and Qin Ling had just returned backstage and hadn't even had a chance to catch their breath when they were surrounded by a large group of classmates.

There were both boys and girls, some handing out water, some offering towels, and some even coming over with autograph books, blushing as they asked if they could get an autograph.

"You guys are exaggerating."

Qin Ling took a bottle of mineral water, gulped down two mouthfuls, and handed the pen to Wen Hanyun with a smile.

"Teacher Wen, please sign autographs for the little fan first, I'm going to remove my makeup."

Wen Hanyun smiled helplessly, took the autograph book, and carefully wrote her name down.

She had just finished signing a book when she heard someone call out to her from behind, "Teacher Wen."

She turned around and saw three people with different styles standing behind her. The woman in the lead was about thirty years old and seemed to have a very cheerful personality.

"And you are?" Wen Hanyun stood up and asked politely.

"Just call me Yu Zhimu," the woman said, handing over her business card. "I watched your performance from the audience just now; it was fantastic!"

"Our band is short-handed, would you be interested in talking?"

She asked the question directly.

Wen Hanyun held the business card, her fingertips pausing slightly.

"Teacher Wen, you can think about it first," Yu Zhimu said tactfully, noticing her hesitation. "We won't bother you any longer. Let's have a meal together sometime."

Wen Hanyun nodded: "Okay... but I have to wait until I'm done with these next two days."

"It's okay, we're not in a hurry."

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As soon as the event ended, my phone rang right on cue. It was Yansheng calling. "Are you still busy? I'm waiting for you at the exit."

Wen Hanyun responded, packed her things, said goodbye to Qin Ling, and headed towards the exit.

"Is it over? Let me take you to dinner."

Yan Sheng leaned against the car and immediately came to greet her as soon as he saw her.

He naturally took the bag from her hand and casually draped his coat over her shoulders.

"Um."

Wen Hanyun wrapped her coat tighter around herself and gently inhaled the pleasant scent on it.

“Your performance on stage was excellent,” Yan Sheng said, opening the car door for her to get in first. “It was amazing.”

Wen Hanyun was taken aback. "You watched it too?"

She thought he wouldn't participate in such a boring activity.

Yansheng started the car and used one hand to tidy up her long hair that was tucked into her coat.

"Of course, how could I miss your performance?"

The car slowly drove out of the school. It was very quiet inside, with only the soft breathing of the two people.

Looking at the street scene flashing past the window, Wen Hanyun hesitated for a long time before finally making up her mind to speak, "When the performance ended just now, a band came to find me."

Yan Sheng glanced at her sideways, patiently waiting for what she would say next.

“They invited us to try out for the band, and there were many opportunities to tour.”

Wen Hanyun's voice was very soft, "I'm thinking about whether or not to go."

Yansheng didn't answer immediately. The car turned at an intersection and stopped at a red light.

He turned his head, his dark eyes looking at her intently.