Chapter 37: The Student and His Little Prince (37)
The follower student and his little prince (thirty-seven)
The 100th anniversary celebration of Q University is getting closer and closer. With only one day left, all the students of Q University are becoming a little restless.
The bad-tempered professors have called out the students' names several times and started scolding them, while expressing their frustration at their failure to meet their expectations.
"The school anniversary is tomorrow's business, so it's tomorrow's business. Should we not learn knowledge today because of tomorrow's business? If you learn one day less today, you will waste one day of learning time, don't you understand?"
“Time is the most precious thing in the world.”
The students nodded obediently like quails, but their eyes were still vague and confused.
They all understand the truth, but tomorrow is Q University’s anniversary celebration!
[I understand the reason, but tomorrow is Q University’s centenary celebration! ]
[Yes, yes, if it was just an ordinary school anniversary, it would be fine, but tomorrow is Q University’s 100th anniversary! ]
[Reason... Never mind, time is precious so when will tomorrow come? ]
There are also professors with good tempers who don't argue with students. Instead, they happily take some time to interact with them.
"Tomorrow is the Q University Centennial Celebration, which is a once-in-a-century event. Have all of you students signed up to perform? Is there anyone in this classroom who has been selected?"
The students who were just shells of themselves in the classroom came back to their senses in an instant.
Several people even uttered the two names fluently.
"Yes, Professor. The two sitting in front of you are both on the long list!"
"Oh?"
The old professor adjusted his reading glasses and took a look. "They are still two handsome young men. No wonder they are on the big list."
The classmates immediately burst into good-natured laughter.
Song Ning and Lance were not shy when being teased. Song Ning even raised his neck and looked at the old professor with a smile.
"Not only are they handsome guys, they are also your students. Are you proud of us?"
How could the old professor not recognize Song Ning and Lance?
He recognized these two little students who had been sitting in the first row since the first day of school. This was a seat that other little students were reluctant to sit in.
When he heard this, he smiled happily and kindly.
"It's hard to say now. You have to behave well and bring honor to the school. Not only me, but everyone else is proud of you."
As he spoke, he gave a thumbs up, and the classmates naturally followed suit with laughter and cheers.
"Yes, Principal. Hey, classmate Song Ning, if you perform well, we will definitely applaud you from below. If you still want to give us flowers, we can do that too."
As soon as this person finished speaking, many people's eyes suddenly brightened and they quickly followed suit.
"Yes, yes, we can send you flowers, but I don't know what kind of flowers do you like, Song Ning?"
Some people with different purposes simply turned around and asked Lance.
"What about you, Lance? What kind of flowers do you like? I'll order them in advance then!"
The old professor laughed and scolded when he heard this.
"I just said that I would praise the two students if they performed well, but you have booked them in advance. What's the difference between this and trying to cover up the truth? You have other intentions."
He scolded with a smile but he did not really mean to be angry. After all, those present were all college students and adults. It was natural for them to feel romantically attracted to something. It was human nature to pursue love based on their hobbies. Even though he was an old teacher, he had no right to stop these children from pursuing their longing for happiness.
Those people were so embarrassed by the old professor that their faces turned red, but they still insisted on being stubborn.
"No, no, we believe in Song Ning/Lance's ability, don't we? Besides, it's the school celebration that day. If we don't book in advance, what if Song Ning/Lance really performs well?"
The old professor smiled and shook his head.
"You guys are just being stubborn."
He glanced at Lance and Song Ningming's folded hands on the table and suddenly laughed.
"But I think you little classmates can rest assured. I think these two little classmates don't need the flowers you sent them."
He continued his lecture with a cheerful smile. The other students followed his gaze and saw Lance and Song Ning's clasped hands. Many of them wailed and simply gathered their thoughts and continued with the class.
Lance and Song Ning looked at each other, then smiled and let go of their hands.
They usually don't get so affectionate so openly, mainly because they need their hands free to take notes during class.
It was just that I heard those classmates teasing me just now, so I decided to hold their hands a little to make them give up.
They continued to attend the class, and Lance began to wonder whether he should prepare a unique bouquet of flowers for Song Ning in advance.
Only then did he regret that he had been standing so closely behind Song Ning, and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't spare the time.
But forget it.
Lance turned his head and glanced at Song Ning, who was listening to the class seriously and taking notes, and smiled.
It doesn’t matter. Isn’t it more precious to be able to perform on the same stage with his little prince than to send flowers?
"You listened carefully to the lesson."
Song Ning stared upwards but secretly gave him an elbow.
Only then did Lance realize that Song Ning's ears were blushing, and he knew it was because of him.
He chuckled and pinched Song Ning's fingertips as a sign of agreement, then continued to take notes.
The other students sitting in the back row looked at each other and lip-synced "awooo" sounds.
However, on the Q forum, the words the old professor had just said were secretly posted by someone. After the footage was maliciously edited, it turned out that the old professor was very disapproving of the two people's performance on stage.
In the main building, people gradually started to lead the pace and began to criticize Lans.
[It's really funny. Even the old professor can see that there is something wrong here. There are still people who want to defend them. It really makes me laugh to death. I don't know where all these lickspittles come from.]
[That's right, Song Ning barely counts. This Lance was not famous before and no one even knew he existed. Not only did he become famous for no reason with Song Ning these days, but he was even included in the big list. I really laughed. How could he, a math major, be included in the big list just for playing the piano? Is there no talent in the music major? Does he need a math major to cross majors to save the music major?]
[Anyway, as soon as the big list came out, I felt there must be something behind it. The previous incident was also very strange. Lance was too quick to call the police and report to the school.]
[Why do I feel like there are so many weird people in this forum? They are on the list, so what can I say? Can't a math major go back to piano? Besides, what if they just like to browse the forum and happened to find it? Why do you have to call the police here for no reason? ]
[Who called the police? Am I wrong? This Lance was so quick that I assumed he lived on the forum. What about the school and the police? When did the police and the school become so quick? Don't tell me they were always like this. Why didn't they act so quickly before?]
What do those who provoke war think?
Lance's data stream was difficult to understand as he monitored it.
He couldn't figure out what the purpose of the person behind the scenes was. Why did he provoke a fight and bring disaster upon the school and the police, throwing dirty water on them and stirring up trouble?
Aren’t the people behind the scenes really afraid that the police will directly dispatch Internet police to the scene?