"It's better to come at the right time than to come early."

As soon as Long Zhan stepped into Jiang Yuebai's apartment, he was attracted by the delicious dishes on the table.

As soon as Jiang Yuebai finished the morning class, he rushed to the vegetable market and picked some of his favorite ingredients.

The vegetable market was relatively close, so it didn't take much time to buy things.

As soon as he returned to the apartment, he started to prepare lunch.

This was the first time Jiang Yuebai cooked in the apartment. The first attempt was not wrong.

Because the kitchen is open, there is no smell of oil smoke, which keeps the indoor air fresh.

Jiang Yuebai just finished the meal and sat down to eat when he heard Long Zhan knocking on the door.

"How do you know I'm in the apartment?" Jiang Yuebai took a pair of chopsticks and a bowl and handed them to Long Zhan.

"Isn't there a schedule for everyone in the group? I saw that you only have one class today, and I happened to be free, so I came to take a look." Long Zhan picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of large intestine.

Jiang Yuebai and Long Zhan both like to eat dry pot pig intestines. They often ordered this dish when they went out to eat together.

Jiang Yuebai cleaned the large intestines very well and washed them several times inside and out.

"Oh, I remember, why don't you go to accompany your partner and come to my place so far?"

On the weekend, several members of the band sent their schedules for the new semester to the small group, just to know when everyone is free, so that they can make appointments at ordinary times.

"She is still in class, and I can't understand her class at all. The teacher's teaching is like a book of heaven. I bought a small electric donkey yesterday, which is convenient for going to and from class. Today is a good time to try it. It only takes ten minutes to ride to your place."

A meal with three dishes, the two of them ate it all.

"By the way, I came to your place for another thing. Friday is my senior sister's birthday. I want to borrow your place to hold a simple birthday party for her." Long Zhan said the real purpose of this trip.

"Ying'er's birthday? How do you know?"

"I heard her mention it when we were practicing together in the piano store." At that time, everyone was not as familiar as they are now, so they just mentioned it casually.

Now everyone is in the same band, so they are all family.

"Okay, no problem, I will arrange it when the time comes." Jiang Yuebai agreed immediately.

This is the first birthday since the band was founded, so it is natural to treat it well.

"Okay, then if you have no problem, I will contact Ziyuan and tell her, and then ask her to bring the senior sister over, and we will give her a surprise."

...

Tuesday

Today Jiang Yuebai has to go to the morning eight.

It's the same for Jiang Yuebai, he always gets up at six o'clock.

After half a month of military training, it has become a habit for him to get up at half past six every day and then go out for a half-hour run to exercise his body.

Otherwise, he will be paralyzed if he sits or lies all day.

Although Jiang Yuebai doesn't care about this, it is obvious that not everyone thinks the same way as him.

"I'm so sleepy."

"Early Eight, Early Eight Soul, Early Eight are all superior people." The people in Quan Shanfei's dormitory squinted their eyes and dozed off, obviously they went to "steal" again last night.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't sleep well?" Jiang Yuebai looked at them curiously.

"Meow..." Tang Bao was also curious about what kind of people these people were, with such heavy dark circles under their eyes.

"I didn't sleep well at all." Quan Shanfei yawned. The four people in the dormitory played games until dawn last night.

Originally, I thought I would sleep after winning a game, but when I turned around, it was already dawn.

Fortunately, the teacher of the early eight class today was not very strict, otherwise these people would have been criticized again.

At this time, the monitor came to the stage to announce something before the teacher came.

"Everyone, please be quiet. I have something to say. The joint welcome party of the nine colleges will be held on October 11. Although it is a welcome party, freshmen can also participate. If you want to participate, you can come to me to sign up after class.

Also, gather here at 2 pm. The counselor will focus on this matter."

As soon as the monitor Cheng Xi finished speaking, the others exploded.

Even Quan Shanfei's eyes lit up. He was worried that he would not have the opportunity to perform in front of his "brother-in-law".

Isn't it coming?

Unlike most schools, the welcome party in the university town is a joint event, known as the "joint welcome party of the nine colleges".

The event is hosted by each college in turn, and this year it is Wen Xilan's Shangdu Conservatory of Music.

Although it is hosted by a specific college, students from all schools have the opportunity to show their talents at the party.

This involves an organization: the assessment group.

It is composed of the ministers of the art department of each college, and its main task is to carefully select from the many registered programs.

NineThe number of students in each school is very large, and the number of programs registered is also countless.

Not all registered programs can be on the welcome party, after all, this involves representing the image of their respective colleges and classes in front of 200,000 students.

So you have to compete in advance, and only the programs that have passed the multiple screenings can finally be on the stage of the welcome party.

200,000 spectators are more than the number of people in those star concerts.

In fact, most of the programs are still won by students from the music colleges and opera colleges.

Although these colleges have few people, each college has only a few thousand people, but everyone has talents.

It is more than enough to perform a program at the welcome party.

College classes actually pass very quickly, and some people may finish class after playing a few games.

Jiang Yuebai has two Chinese painting classes next, and he needs to rush there immediately after class.

These two classes are Chinese painting classes, which are held consecutively. They are basic classes, mainly to let students express themselves freely, draw something they like, determine their preferences, and lay the foundation for future learning.

Jiang Yuebai followed the group to the classroom for the next class.

When he arrived at the classroom, the teacher was already there.

At this time, he was painting with a brush on the table.

The students gathered around and watched curiously.

Zhao Xueqin held the brush in her hand, dipped it lightly in ink, and danced on the rice paper with the tip of the brush, and a lifelike bird jumped onto the paper.

She pondered for a moment, then flexibly turned the pen, and outlined the outline of the branches and leaves with a few strokes. She carefully adjusted the strength of the brushstrokes, so that the petals gradually bloomed on the paper, and the colors went from light to dark, with clear layers.

The ink color was naturally rendered on the paper, forming a hazy and beautiful visual effect.

The students around her exclaimed and applauded in admiration.

For many students, this was their first time to witness the creation process of flower and bird paintings from scratch.

Although most of them majored in fine arts, they had previously studied sketching, quick sketching and color, which were mostly derived from Western art forms.

What they had previously studied was far from Chinese painting.

Most of the students who chose the Chinese painting major have a strong interest in Chinese painting and have the dream of inheriting Chinese culture and promoting traditional art.

Now, seeing the true charm of Chinese painting with their own eyes, their inner excitement is as surging as a tsunami.

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