At the same time.

Tsinghua University campus.

"Everyone, disperse!"

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the instructors shouted "Dismissed!"

The freshmen, who had just finished their military training, turned around and rushed toward the main building like wild horses.

"Hurry up, or you won't be able to get a good spot!"

"I guess it's hopeless. Those upperclassmen have probably already taken all the seats."

"Not necessarily, they have to go to class too, and many people haven't finished class yet!"...

As they sprinted faster, many students encouraged each other.

This scene left the instructors, who were completely bewildered, speechless.

The cafeteria is clearly on the other side, so why are all these students running towards the teaching building?

Are all the top students at Tsinghua University so thirsty for knowledge that they actually go out of their way to satisfy their hunger for knowledge?

However, the instructors quickly realized that there must be some kind of activity among the students.

Based on their intuition, they immediately guessed it.

This matter is most likely related to Wang Yueheng, who took leave to go out!

"What's going on, Instructor Xie? Why are all the students running towards the teaching building like crazy?"

Immediately, an instructor came over and asked Xie Minghui, the instructor of the first squad of the seventh company.

They had already used him as a channel to obtain insider gossip among students.

"Hey, didn't your students mention it?"

"Wang Yueheng is going to participate in that 'Singer' variety show, and he's about to go on stage to perform."

"The school's music club specially booked a hall in the main building that can accommodate more than 500 people to watch the live broadcast together."

Xie Minghui raised his wrist to check the time, explaining as he did so.

After saying that, he followed his classmates toward the main building.

"I haven't heard of it?"

"Wait, I'll go take a look too!"

Upon hearing this, several instructors who had just become fans of Wang Yueheng excitedly exclaimed.

"Can't we watch it on our phones just as well? Why do we have to squeeze into the auditorium all sweaty and smelly to watch it?"

Some instructors who weren't interested in following celebrities asked questions that they found hard to understand.

"Ha, it's obvious that Instructor Zhang has never been to a concert or a ball game."

"Can the atmosphere of watching with so many people be the same as sitting there alone staring at your phone?"

Before instructor Xie Minghui could reply, other instructors immediately retorted.

"I'm quite curious, Wang Yueheng sang four new songs yesterday, can he still produce good works today?"

"That goes without saying, he must have already prepared a better song for the competition."

"I heard that in the last episode of this show, all the domestic singers lost to two foreigners. What bad luck."

"If Wang Yueheng loses again, all the singers in our domestic entertainment industry will be too ashamed to show their faces."

"Who knows? Anyway, I think this kid has potential!"

"Instructor Xie, if this student in your class loses later, please don't cry!"

More than a dozen tall and upright instructors chatted and laughed.

I followed behind the group of students running wildly, heading towards the main hall.

"Guoguo, I'm so nervous!"

"I've never been this nervous when I participate in a competition myself..."

Inside the main hall, watching students from all grades continuously enter the classrooms, Zhang Qin, standing next to the projection equipment, said with some excitement.

As the president of the literary society, she heard that the music society had specially booked a hall to project Wang Yueheng's live performance.

He immediately led the core members of his club to come and show their support.