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Although the military training is coming to an end, it is still proceeding in an orderly manner with sweat and slogans.
That afternoon, as soon as the break whistle blew, there was a commotion on the sidelines that was even more enthusiastic than before.
"Look! It's the seniors from the Student Council!"
"Wow! They're carrying boxes! Are they here to bring warmth again?"
Amidst the crowd's discussions, a group of students from the college student union reappeared at the edge of the training ground. They were indeed carrying several boxes of chilled watermelons, but everyone's attention was subconsciously focused on the person leading the group.
Student Union Minister, Meng Wei.
Today, she wore a simple white sports suit, her long hair tied into a neat high ponytail, and a gentle, graceful smile on her face. Unlike the other senior students, she didn't boisterously mingle with the freshmen. Instead, she stood there quietly, creating a scene all her own, with a calmness and grace that surpassed her peers.
When instructor Zhou Hai saw them, he rarely smiled and took the initiative to step forward and say hello.
As the squad leader, Lu Yu naturally had to step forward to make contact.
"Senior Meng Wei," he walked up to Meng Wei and called out her name naturally, "Thank you for making this trip again."
"As you should." Meng Wei looked at him with a gentle smile in her eyes. "I heard that your Seventh Company is now the star company of the entire battalion. You performed beautifully in the singing competition."
"It's all nonsense. Senior sister, don't listen to them." Lu Yu scratched his head. The kind of arrogance he showed in front of his peers naturally subsided into a certain degree of humility in front of Meng Wei.
Shi Guang sat at the back of the team, watching the scene silently.
He watched Lu Yu and senior student Meng Wei standing together and talking. He noticed that when Lu Yu faced Meng Wei, his posture and tone were different from when he faced other people.
It wasn't the brotherly arm-in-arms he'd shown to Li Zhe, nor was it the cautiousness he'd shown to himself. It was a mixture of respect and appreciation, and an equal, adult-like conversational attitude.
They seem to be on the same wavelength.
"Alright, students, be quiet for a moment!" Meng Wei clapped her hands, drawing everyone's attention. Her voice was soft, but penetrating, carrying a convincing aura.
"Today, in addition to expressing our condolences to everyone, we also bring you a piece of important news." She paused and scanned the entire audience, successfully whetting everyone's appetite. Finally, her eyes fell on Lu Yu with a smile.
"To celebrate everyone's successful completion of military training and to welcome everyone to officially become a member of Jiangnan University, the college has decided to hold a grand welcome party in the school auditorium next Saturday night!"
“Whoa—!”
“Finally there’s an event!”
As soon as the news came out, the whole audience burst into long-suppressed cheers.
Meng Wei smiled and waited until the cheers died down before continuing, "For this evening party, we hope that the freshmen themselves can play the leading roles. Therefore, from now on, we are officially soliciting evening party programs from all freshmen!"
She handed a printed program registration form to Lu Yu.
"Junior Lu Yu," she said in a friendly tone, "As the class monitor, organizing your class's performance is now in your hands."
"No problem," Lu Yu took the registration form and nodded, "I will definitely mobilize everyone."
"Mobilization alone isn't enough," Meng Wei looked at him, blinked, and said with a hint of teasing, "I heard you performed very well in the singing competition and have a good voice. How about you go in person and win first prize for your class?"
This proposal immediately caused the surrounding students to join in the fun.
"Squad leader, next one!"
"That's right, Brother Lu! Show us your skills!"
Lu Yu was a bit amused and embarrassed by their annoyance, and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, senior sister, please don't listen to their nonsense. I was just yelling nonsense, how can I put it on stage."
"I don't believe it," Meng Wei insisted, half jokingly and half seriously, "It's settled. Go back and prepare well. Tell me what you're singing and what you're going to sing on WeChat. I've already registered your name."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and went to distribute watermelons with other student union cadres, leaving Lu Yu alone, holding the registration form, standing there with a helpless look on his face.
The news of the welcome party was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing huge waves among the entire freshman grade.
During the last two days of military training, almost everyone was discussing this matter. On the training ground, the instructors' commands were mixed with whispers about some kind of program.
The class group of Cultural Heritage Class 1 is more lively than ever before.
Since Lu Yu became the class monitor, he has shown amazing organizational skills and affinity. He first paid out of his own pocket and sent several large red envelopes in the group, instantly bringing out all the students who had been lurking.
Lu Yu: @All members and family! You all know about the welcome party, right? Our class is the face of the Institute, so we have to make a splash! If you have any talents, don't hide them, just show up! The prizes are generous, the honor is overwhelming, and you can also become a familiar face to the entire institute. Don't miss it if you're passing by!
As soon as the news came out, the group responded enthusiastically.
Zhao Teng: Absolutely! Don't worry, Brother Lu, my Vlog is ready! I promise to capture all the handsome guys and beautiful girls in our class to new heights. I'll use it as a warm-up video for the party, and it'll be a blast!
Fat Jiang: Um... can I sign up for a chest-breaking rock performance? Or maybe a stand-up comedy performance about my miserable military training life?
【Lu Yu: @Jiang Xiaopang is climbing.】
Amidst the banter, League Secretary Lin Xiyue handed out a compiled registration form and began to count the results seriously.
[Lin Xiyue: We already have Zhao Teng's vlog, and a few girls have signed up for a chorus. But we're still lacking a big performance that can hold its own. Does anyone want to give it a try? [Go for it]]
The group was silent for a moment. After all, performing in front of tens of thousands of people still required considerable courage.
At this moment, Lu Yu received two separate messages on WeChat.
The first one comes from senior Meng Wei.
Meng Wei: Junior Lu Yu, has your class's program been signed up yet? I've reserved a spot for your solo, so prepare well. [Smile]
The second message comes from the new friend, Li Zhe.
Li Zhe: Bro! Have you heard? Our School of Foreign Affairs and your School of Cultural Heritage are co-hosting the welcome party! We'll have to show off our skills when the time comes! Oh, and I'm going to play guitar. Do you want to get an instrument too? We can have a fantastic collaboration!
Lu Yu looked at the two pieces of news, feeling overwhelmed. He was now in a difficult situation, like he was being roasted on the fire.
Before he could figure out how to reply, the dormitory door was pushed open and Sun Rui came back from the library with a pile of books that was taller than him.
"Oh my god! Brother Sun, did you move the library back?" Fat Jiang, who was assembling a newly bought figure, exclaimed exaggeratedly.
"These are some reference books I might need for the next two semesters," Sun Rui said, placing the books on the table with a dull thud. "I just saw the welcome party program and prizes on the library bulletin board."
"Oh? What good stuff?" Fat Jiang immediately came over.
"The first prize is 5,000 yuan, along with all the professional course textbooks for the next year, and 5 extra points in the comprehensive assessment for admission to graduate school." Sun Rui said calmly.
"Fuck! 5 more points?!" Fat Jiang and Lu Yu said in unison, their eyes wide open.
In a place like Jiangnan University where there are so many top students, you have to try your best to get an extra point in the final exam. Adding 5 points to the comprehensive test for admission to graduate school is simply a pie in the sky, enough to change the trajectory of a person's destiny.
"So," Sun Rui looked at Lu Yu and concluded, "from an input-output perspective, participating in and winning first prize at the gala is the most cost-effective activity this semester, bar none. However, our School of Finance still has to hold an internal selection this time, so the chances of my program being selected are slim."
"That's right!" Fat Jiang slapped his thigh, his eyes gleaming. "Brother Lu, we have to get these 5 points! Your finale solo is definitely going for first prize!"
Lu Yu sighed and threw his phone on the table: "You think I don't want to? The problem is that I don't know what to sing."
He was feeling annoyed and his eyes casually swept across the corner of the dormitory.
Shi Guang was sitting at his desk, wearing headphones and holding a pen, but he wasn't drawing. He was just looking out the window quietly, not knowing what he was thinking. His profile, under the light of the desk lamp, looked particularly quiet and gentle.
Lu Yu's mind moved.
He remembered a song he'd accidentally heard playing through Shi Guang's headphones in the dorm. The melody was beautiful, but he didn't know the name. Maybe he could ask him?
As soon as this thought came to mind, Lu Yu immediately took action.
He walked to Shi Guang's desk and knocked on it lightly.
Shi Guang took off his headphones, raised his head, and there was a hint of inquiry in his clear eyes.
"Um..." Lu Yu tried to sound casual, "Let me ask you something. What kind of music do you usually listen to? Can you recommend a few to me? I have no idea what to choose for the party."
Time seemed to have passed unexpectedly. He paused for a moment, then silently picked up his phone, unlocked it, and opened the music app. He didn't say anything, but simply handed the phone to Lu Yu.
On the screen is the playlist he often listens to recently.
Ranked first is "The Only One" by Sue Five.
Lu Yu looked at the song title, and it felt like something had gently struck him. The word "only" itself carried a sense of fate. He didn't know why he felt this way, but he simply felt that the title was perfectly appropriate at this moment.
This is it.
This decision was made almost intuitively.
"This is it." He pointed at "The Only One" on the screen and made a decision.
"Are you... sure?" Shi Guang asked hesitantly. Although the song's melody was simple, it was rich in emotion, and the demands placed on the singer were actually quite high.
"Sure," Lu Yu's eyes were filled with determination. He looked at Shi Guang and said with a smile, "I think this song... is pretty good."
He didn't say "fate" because even he himself didn't know where this inexplicable feeling came from.
Shi Guang looked at his eyes, which were like those filled with the sun, and said nothing more. He just quietly put away his phone and put his headphones back on. But this time, his fingertips lingered on the song title on the screen for a long time.
Once Lu Yu made his decision, he immediately took action. He dragged Jiang Xiaopang along and began searching for music accompaniments online and watching instructional videos. Although Sun Rui wasn't directly involved, he also employed his scientific spirit to develop a detailed development plan for Lu Yu.
Dormitory 602 was united as never before because of a welcome party, like a high-speed combat team.
Behind this bustle, a bigger storm is quietly brewing without anyone noticing.
That night, the weather forecast issued an orange warning, and a continuous heavy rainstorm was about to affect Jiangcheng and surrounding areas, and might cause secondary disasters such as urban flooding.
At first, no one took the notice seriously. Jiangcheng is located in the middle reaches of the Yangtze River, and summer rainstorms are commonplace. Fat Jiang even excitedly remarked on the atmosphere of staying up all night playing games in his dorm, listening to the wind and rain outside.
No one expected that an impending rainstorm would wash away everyone's plans beyond recognition.
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