The Enhanced Life of Rampage

Chapter 3 The Art Show
"Get up, get up! You guys!"

At eight o'clock in the morning, Liu Chaozhong, the head of the dormitory, started the babysitting service and dragged three dead pig-like roommates out of bed one by one.

"There is a class meeting in the morning, have you all forgotten about it?"

After entering the senior year, the courses are much less. Even in class, the professors and lecturers of various subjects seldom make roll calls. The school’s attitude towards the senior students is to let them go: give you time, whether it’s an internship or a postgraduate entrance examination. It doesn't matter if you wander around, anyway, it's up to you to choose how you do well after graduation.

"It's really cold!" Shivering, Chen Xi put on a down jacket and stamped his feet, "In winter, one should curl up under the blanket."

"Boss, do you know what's going on? I have to go to the city later, and I have an interview appointment." Jiang Liu was a little anxious. Today's internship interview was for a managerial trainee position in a large company, and he didn't want to miss it.

"It should be related to the school's 110th anniversary cultural performance. I mentioned this in the student union meeting a few days ago." Liu Chaozhong responded and comforted: "If you really can't do it later, you can just slip away. I'll help you tell the teacher later."

"Okay, thank you boss!"

After washing up, several people went out with the cold wind blowing, and walked for almost 20 minutes before arriving at the teaching building of their Department of Economics and Management.

"It's not good for the school to be too big. Walking to class will expose you to the sun in summer and freezing in winter." Zhou Zhou complained as he walked.

"Come on, you haven't attended a few classes anyway!" Chen Xi insulted him with a smile. This fat man was absent from class like drinking water, and stayed in the dormitory every day to play games.

After the four of them entered the classroom, a while later, the counselor Cheng Ziqing walked in, counted the number of people, knocked on the podium and said, "Everyone be quiet, let's talk about something important."

After the students quieted down, Cheng Ziqing began to talk about the theme of today's class meeting, and Liu Chaozhong guessed it right, it was the 110th anniversary art performance of the school.

"The school also attaches great importance to this performance. Leaders from the Ministry of Education, the province, and the city will come to watch the ceremony. Some of your seniors and sisters from the past will also come back. This is also your opportunity to make some graduate alumni. I can expand my network and learn a lot of experience after entering the society from them, so everyone should be more enthusiastic, and maybe they will save a lot of detours after graduation.”

Cheng Ziqing said it very bluntly, which is also his consistent style: don't brag about your ambitions, just talk about your interests, and fight for the rest yourself.

"In terms of programs, each class of the senior year has to submit 4. Our class has a total of 37 people, and the principle of voluntariness is the priority. If you don't get all of them, draw lots."

"Teacher, isn't this too casual? If we don't know anything, wouldn't it be embarrassing for the school to be drawn on stage?" A thorn stood up reluctantly.

Cheng Ziqing replied blankly: "Let's not talk about the chances of being selected, it is very dangerous for you to think of retreating before you start! After you start working, when your boss asks you to do something, you still don't know what to do." Can you bargain? You didn’t have any specialties in four years of university, and that can only show your failure. Don’t call yourself a student of Hunan University after graduation. It’s shameful! So don’t use such words as excuses!”

"The old poison's mouth is as sharp as ever today!" Zhou Zhou whispered to Chen Xi while lying on his seat.

"Isn't it the basic operation?" Chen Xi smiled, Cheng Ziqing's style is like this.

"Brother Xi, if you win the lottery later, what are you going to perform?"

Chen Xi really didn't think about it, he was stunned before he said: "Speed-through mechanical cow? Or a boulder in the chest?"

"..." The fat man ignored him.

Neuropathy!
"Now recommend yourself first, students who have ideas stand up."

After Cheng Ziqing signaled, the audience fell silent.Everyone was worried that they would be caught as young men, and Lao Cheng had done this not once or twice.

After 2 minutes, no one stood up. Just as Lao Cheng began to show impatience, a girl raised her hand hesitantly.

"Teacher, I...I sign up."

"Okay, that Zhang Junqian is one." Seeing that someone finally responded to him, Lao Cheng's complexion calmed down.

Rabbits, how dare I not get off the stage!

After confirming a show, Lao Cheng didn't bother to wait any longer, and decisively started the lottery mode, and whoever catches it counts!

"There are 36 slips of paper. There are 3 8s and 33 4s in them. Come up to the stage to draw one by one. Show me directly after drawing. If you touch an 8, it counts as one."

Cheng Ziqing directly took out a bunch of paper balls from his pocket, opened a few, picked one to look at, and threw it into the trash can.

Prepared a long time ago, there are still 37!
Under the threat of his eyes, the students in the front row started to draw lots one by one. Those who got 4 were happy, while those who got 8 were very upset.

"One for Zhou Huan."

"One for Lin Lili."

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There are 11 paper balls left, and one 1 has not been drawn, the probability is less than one tenth.

"Go up now?" Jiang Liu became a little worried.

Seeing that there are fewer and fewer paper balls to choose from, and the remaining seat has not appeared for a long time, those who have not yet appeared on the stage are nervous.

"Let's go!" Liu Chaozhong couldn't wait any longer, and led the people in the dormitory to the stage to draw prizes.

After each person picked a paper ball, the four of them opened it one by one.

"I'm 4." Zhou Zhou was overjoyed.

"Me too."

"Same."

None of the three won the lottery, only the one in Chen Xi's hand hadn't been opened yet.

"With a probability of 8/1, I don't believe I can get it!"

After milking himself for a while, Chen Xi opened his paper ball under the watchful eyes of the whole class.

8!

"Oh!" A few students who hadn't come to the stage suddenly became excited!Finally someone succeeded in demining.

With a sad face, Chen Xi handed the note with 8 back to Cheng Ziqing, and followed the three gloating roommates back to their seats.

"Okay! The 4 shows in our class will be performed by Zhang Junqian, Zhou Huan, Lin Lili, and Chen Xilai. There is still half a month left, so plan and rehearse carefully. You can invite roommates and classmates to perform together, regardless of the type Just send me the program information before Christmas."

After solving the tasks arranged by the school, Cheng Ziqing smiled sinisterly: "The rest of the people decide whether they want to participate in the performance. Students who want to go on stage ask the four of them to discuss. Those who get 4 and don't go on stage, each write a letter after returning. A 5000-word graduation plan, send it to my email within 3 days, if you don’t write it down, you can figure it out, don’t blame me if you don’t get your graduation certificate!”

"Fuck!"

A bunch of people who were so grateful just now suddenly howled!
Lao Cheng is simply not a human being!

"How is it? Brothers, do you choose to abandon me to write a report or go on stage together?" Chen Xi grasped the last straw that Lao Cheng left behind, and asked his roommates expectantly.

"I chose to write a report!" The little fat man rebelled first, and he was not good at acting, so a belly dance would satisfy the requirement.

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

"..." Chen Xi was desperate!

The superficial brothers are hammered!
(End of this chapter)