Because everyone had something to do in the evening, Wang Bo ended the dinner at half past six.

Many of the feelings of Chinese people are eaten. After a fresh and spicy hot pot, the relationship between Wang Bo’s roommates, or Zhang Xinyue, whom he had not met for a long time, has been invisibly moved to a higher level. When everyone saw Wang Bo, they didn’t think he was arrogant and unattainable. Instead, they felt that he was very approachable and had no celebrity airs.

On the way back to school, Liu Xi parted ways with everyone at the gate of Xizheng in advance, and a group of people outside C passed through the underground tunnel in front and returned to outside C. Because the counselor Xie Jia, who was in the seven o'clock, was about to call the name in the auditorium, and it was almost 6:50 now, Wang Bo and his friends did not plan to go back to the dormitory and were preparing to go directly.

So, in front of the Sun Square in front of the main teaching building, Wang Bo, Zhong Jiahui and Zhang Xinyue waved goodbye and made a phone call gesture, asking the two to contact him by phone if they have any problems in the future, or go directly to Building 3-1 to find him.

The auditorium near the main teaching staff was brightly lit and dark, and hundreds of students had already reached. More than 80% were girls, and only 20% were boys, scattered among the flowers of the beakers.

Because it was the first day of reporting, the students basically knew no one except the people in their dormitory, so the distribution of students in the auditorium was almost all based on dormitory units, gathering together in groups of three or five, and chatting in the west. Many people were chatting while watching and searching in the huge auditorium, as if they were looking for someone.

Some people also turn their eyes to the door of the auditorium. Whenever someone comes in, at least half of the men and women in the auditorium will unconsciously glance at the door, and then they will soon be disappointed.

In the center of the student auditorium, six girls were sitting. At this time, like countless other men and women in the auditorium, these six girls whispered to each other, while occasionally glancing at the door of the auditorium.

"Xiaohan, do you think Wang Zian will come tonight?" asked a short girl.

"How do I know?" Wen Xiaohan said in her soft Mandarin that has not changed for thousands of years, and glanced at the door of the auditorium in front inadvertently.

"Hehe, haven't you received Prince An today? Why don't you know?" said another fat girl.

"I will know after receiving it? What's your logic?" Wen Xiaohan retorted, serious.

"By the way, Xiaohan, you have met Wang Zi'an in person. Do you think Wang Zi'an is handsome in the photo or in reality?" someone asked again.

"Will you know when he comes later?" Wen Xiaohan smiled proudly.

As soon as he smiled, the fat girl grabbed the grammatical problem in Wen Xiaohan's words and started to fight back: "Haha, let's reveal it, Xiaohan? You said you don't know if Wang Zi'an will come? Honestly, was he very moved when you helped Wang Zi'an today? Has some things happened between you...we don't know?"

"What do you think about it? I'm too lazy to tell you!" Wen Xiaohan's heart beat, his pretty face turned red, he ignored her roommates who were teasing her, opened a simple English novel, and looked absent-mindedly.

"Don't read, Xiaohan, tell us again, let's talk about the matter between you and Wang Zi'an..."

“…”

When the auditorium, which was originally chattering and bustling like a vegetable market, suddenly became quiet, and then hundreds of people suddenly looked at their own direction. What would it feel like if the person covered by countless eyes? Huang Liang, Wei Shousong, Xu Cheng, Tu Yunliang, and Xue Fei had just been in his mind, but in reality, he had never enjoyed such "highly anticipated" treatment.

Now, when they surrounded Wang Bo and walked into the school auditorium together, they quickly felt what "the attention" means, what "the whole world is silence", and what "the needle falls down" means. For the first time in their lives, hundreds of people were seen together - although they were not watching them - Huang Liang and others still had the illusion of being in the spotlight for a moment. Their heartbeat began to speed up, and the vests could not control their sweat, and their hearts seemed to echo a contradictory mentality of wanting to escape from the scene as soon as possible while wanting to stay for a while.

However, this sudden calming scene that made the five roommates around him "sweat and panic" was in the eyes of Wang Bo, who had experienced countless spotlights flashing in the "New Concept Composition Competition", danced, sang songs on the stage of the National Day performance, and had on-site signing in the bookstore. In Wang Bo's eyes, the scene in front of him was completely a pediatrician.

Wang Bo didn't care what the people around him were feeling. After entering the auditorium, he began to look around, looking for a place where six people could sit down. After searching, he finally found that there were two rows of unmanned seats in the center of the auditorium. He happened to see Wen Xiaohan in the class also there, so he took the lead and walked over.

"Hi, Wen Xiaohan, you came early. When did you arrive?" Wang Bo stopped in front of Wen Xiaohan, smiled and greeted him, then looked at several girls who were familiar with their previous lives on both sides of Wen Xiaohan, blinking, "The beauties around are all classmates in your dormitory, so why not introduce them?"

Wen Xiaohan didn't expect that Wang Bo would greet her in front of hundreds of newborns in front of everyone. She thought that even if the other party would say hello to her, she would wait for a while after sitting down. The moment Wang Bo stood and spoke to her from a high place, she almost immediately felt countless eyes shooting at her in the auditorium. Wen Xiaohan's face almost turned red and her mind was blank for a moment. When she understood that Wang Bo was asking her questions, it was several seconds later.

"Ah, no, I haven't been here for a long time, I just came... These are our dormitory and our classmates from Class 5. This is Yang Nian, Huang Huijuan, Zhang Nan..." Wen Xiaohan, who had a red face, introduced to Wang Bo in a low voice.

"Hello everyone, we will be classmates in the same class in the future. Please take care of it. By the way, I will introduce to you the handsome guys in our dormitory: Huang Liang, Wei Shousong, Xu Cheng, Tu Yunliang, and the last one is Xue Fei. Huang Liang, Xue Fei and Wen Xiaohan are all from Shuangqing, and we are all from Shu Province."

Wang Bo naturally and generously introduced and greeted several girls in the class. Several kept shouting to find out about Wang Bo's news, but when Wang Bo was really standing in front of him, Yang Nian, Huang Huijuan and others shrank like Ye Gong's good dragon, looking nervous and excited.

The girls in the class were nervous. After the boys around him met for the first time in a nervous manner, Wang Bo turned around, turned down the cushions of the rows of chairs, and sat down. Huang Liang, Xu Cheng and others beside him breathed a sigh of relief like an amnesty and sat down quickly.

Less than two minutes after they sat down, someone came in at the door of the auditorium again. This time they came in, not the students, but the leaders of the English Department, Peng Shuangquan, the head of the department, Li Fang, the secretary of the Party Group, and hundreds of nannies for the next four years, and the grade counselor Xie Jia.

The huge auditorium became quiet again.

First of all, the Party Secretary Li Fang spoke, saying, "Welcome new classmates, the history of school establishment outside C, the glorious history, etc.

Then the department head Peng Shuangquan spoke, saying that Wang Bo had heard of several times, but for everyone here, it was the first time he heard: the glorious tradition of the English department, a long history, and many talents who have appeared. Speaking of this, Peng Shuangquan directly looked in the direction where Wang Bo was, and joked that of course, there were also classmates of famous young writers in my country, famous composer and lyricist Wang Bo Wang Zi'an, who spoke while applauding.

Hundreds of freshmen were stunned for a moment, and then quickly responded, and immediately applauded and cheered enthusiastically, and they all shot their eyes in the direction where Wang Bo was.

"Damn! I'll give you this trick if you don't say hello!" Wang Bo heartily complained to Peng Shuangquan, and had to stand up amid the thunderous applause. He learned from the great leader's hand-setting hand when he met the melon-eating crowd. He bowed forward and backward and left and right before sitting down.

Peng Shuangquan was very satisfied with his words that had never happened. He continued to stand on the stage and spit out with a microphone. He still talked about the fact that English is the boss outside the C. How amazing is the advanced translation class of the English department? After learning, the fees are calculated by hour, tens of thousands or tens of thousands per hour. Hundreds of students from too/yong and too/naive were blushing and their hearts were thrilled, as if they could earn a high salary of tens of thousands or tens of thousands per hour after graduation.

Wang Bo ignored Peng Shuangquan's foolings and just looked for the figures of several beauties on the ties.

In his previous life, he was in the 2001 English Department, and he was moved by three beauties who could catch his eye. Wen Xiaohan, Gong Jing, and Su Mengyao, whom he had seen today, were also from their fifth class. To be honest, these three people are actually Chunlan and Qiuju. It is hard to distinguish between Xuan and Xuan. They each have their own advantages. In Wang Bo's eyes, the beauty is at most Zhong Jiahui, which is a little worse than Liang Ya and Sun Li.

Of course, the beauty of a girl is a very subjective thing, which changes with the change of personal aesthetics, distance and familiarity. A woman who feels not very good at first and doesn’t feel much, if she often glares at you, you might soon feel that she is as beautiful as a fairy. Some girls who feel as beautiful as a fairy are just because the distance is too far, unfamiliar and cannot get it. Once she gets it, she feels very ordinary and not very good.

In the search for the pair of radar-like two-photos hidden behind Wang Bo in the flat-light mirror, Gong Jing and Su Mengyao, followed Wen Xiaohan, were searched out by Wang Bo from hundreds of people.
Chapter completed!