flstandardbreds Chapter 105 Dance Studio at 6 o'clock
Chapter 105 Dance Studio at 6 o'clock
The president’s first impression of Lu Rong was that she was clean.
The young man had a well-proportioned figure and dressed simply at school, wearing a pure white turtleneck sweater and dark baggy jeans, without wearing any accessories.
But the moment I came in, the whole conference room seemed to light up.
He has been in school for three years. What kind of people hasn't he met?
Neither the good-looking classmates nor the celebrity alumni invited to school activities were as shocking as the feeling Lu Rong brought to him.
It turns out that some people are born to be stars...
He was still smiling at me...The president was stunned.
The seniors who were originally restless and boastful also became shy, and in the end it was the president of the animation club who took the initiative to come forward and explain the situation.
The person who couldn't say a word in the past has become able to talk freely now. The change is all because of one person.
After listening carefully to everyone's demands, Lu Rong readily agreed without making things difficult for anyone.
The president of the animation club, who had prepared countless drafts in his mind, looked at the person in front of him with a faint smile and covered his chest expressionlessly.
The boys next to me were typing even faster. It was hard to imagine how widespread this matter had become.
"Is it really okay? Our program is the long-sleeved dance from the classical dance series. With such a short time..."
The hypocritical president's tone no longer contained the previous questioning, but instead expressed concern for his junior.
The reason why we decided on the long-sleeved dance was because this plan was originally a scrapped draft of the previous Mid-Autumn Festival Gala. The group dance team, costumes and program draft were still there, the only thing missing was the main dancer.
The previous main dancer was the principal dancer of the previous session, but soon after being chosen, she was spotted by a film crew and turned down the performance.
In fact, they could understand that if an opportunity came to them, they had to seize it, so this plan was put on hold.
It was because the vice president thought the activity plan was so perfect that he was reluctant to throw it away and kept it until now. He never expected that there would be a day when it would be restarted.
"It's okay. We can see the results tomorrow and then decide. It won't be too late. I can accommodate everyone's schedule."
Lu Rong's unhurried tone had a steadiness beyond her age, calming everyone's restless hearts. One boy couldn't help but speak up:
"What are you worried about? I love watching any performance. Stop arguing. I'll sign an autograph for you. My girlfriend and I have always liked you!"
The boy unzipped his lambskin jacket, revealing the white cotton T-shirt underneath. He grabbed a thick signing pen from somewhere and pulled the hem of his jacket to squeeze past the president of the animation club who was blocking his way.
After the boys acted like this, the quiet atmosphere at the scene disappeared instantly. The boys stopped typing and grabbed the guy who was leading the way and pulled him back.
"That's right. I love both sword and gun dancing. Even if I dance to a girl group dance, I can be on the trending search. I'm not afraid of anything. Didn't Director Wang let us express ourselves freely?"
"Go away, do you understand what you signed? Let me do it!"
"You came prepared, didn't you? Look, I'm going to steal your clothes!"
Under Lu Rong's amused and helpless gaze, the rehearsal time was set.
In the end, the boy who was well prepared got Rongrong's autograph amid the envious gazes of the crowd.
When he really lifted up the white T-shirt, even the emotionally stable Lu Rong widened her eyes slightly: "Are you really going to sign it on the clothes?"
The boy nodded repeatedly and just looked at him with his black and white eyes.
After repeated confirmation, the young man had no choice but to write.
Amid the envious and jealous expressions of the onlookers, Lu Rong wrote the second signature in history.
There is a story behind celebrities' signatures, which are usually specially designed by companies.
As public figures, celebrities’ signatures are part of their personal image and they can use their signatures to show their unique personality, just like their clothing style, hairstyle, etc.
For example, some celebrities with flamboyant personalities may design more exaggerated and bold signatures with smooth and dynamic lines.
People with introverted personalities usually choose a simpler and more elegant signature style, giving people a calm and low-key feeling.
Signatures often incorporate some personal preferences or special elements. For example, Lu Rong’s signature is very different.
His handwriting was deeply influenced by his first life and could not be changed.
At that time, seal script was gradually declining, clerical script was in vogue, and running script, cursive script and regular script were in their infancy. From a modern perspective, Lu Rong's handwriting is similar to running script and cursive script.
It has both the fluency of regular script and the boldness of cursive script.
It's all tears to talk about it too much. What they studied in the Imperial College were the Four Books and Five Classics. There was also a regular examination system, which was held once a year and was called "setting up the examinations and shooting the ceremonies."
The heavy workload forced him to speed up his writing, otherwise he would have to light a bean-shaped lamp at night.
Over time, the font cannot be changed, and it will have that flavor if you write carefully.
But Shang Yun appreciated it very much.
He directly rejected the original proposal which was incomprehensible but full of design sense, and asked Lu Rong to sign in his own font, except that the radical of the word "Rong" was designed into a cute deer antler.
The onlookers were already extremely jealous, and after seeing the beautiful signature, they regretted it even more. They looked at themselves and realized that they had nothing with them except tissues.
You can't ask them to sign on toilet paper, right? You Dacongming thought about it, looked at his bare arms, and gradually had some ideas.
Where there is a dragon, there must be a phoenix. Before the old man opened his mouth, someone behind him shouted, "Rongrong, I want an autograph too! If you sign my back, I won't take a shower for a month!"
"It's so funny, I'll just let the tattoo artist tattoo it on my back."
"Are there any masters?"
Lu Rong was so ashamed after hearing the perverted remarks that she took advantage of the chaos to quietly run away.
The second one to run away was the man in the white T-shirt, because he was afraid that his clothes would be stripped off.
The next day.
I got up early at the agreed time.
In the early morning, the campus was covered with mist like a veil, and the teaching building in the distance was looming in the mist, like a castle in a fairy tale.
Frost has appeared on the grass, and the air is cold and dry, making one feel the approach of winter with every breath.
Most of the trees on campus have lost their lush green leaves, leaving only bare branches, with occasional stubborn yellow leaves swaying on the branches.
There were not many students at this time. Lu Rong yawned and thought that the seniors must have made the appointment so early because they were too tight on time to prepare for the show.
He hasn't gotten up at six o'clock for a long time since entering college.
Although Lu Rong is very enthusiastic, he does so while respecting his roommates' schedules. He doesn't get up at five or six o'clock. Not to mention that the noise he makes can easily affect others and his efficiency is not high.
So Lu Rong prefers to study at night when his mind is active, and it just so happens that all his roommates are night owls.
When Lu Rong walked into the dance studio, he was startled by the crowded scene inside.
The front row looks familiar; they were the seniors in the conference room yesterday.
The ones behind seem to be the group dancers that the president sent to him yesterday. As for the others...