Rebirth: Tiger Girlfriend Is True Fragrance

Chapter 25 What is most important in the 21st century?It's talent! (Please collect, recommend, and read)
For some reason, Liu Chengshan suddenly felt that his toes were scratching the ground, which was extremely embarrassing.

He couldn't hold back, and interrupted Jiang Zhifei: "Is this the song you prepared?"

"No, teacher, I'll hang my voice first and practice."

Liu Chengshan: "..."

He suddenly remembered that he was too drunk at a large group dinner.
At that time, in front of more than 20 people, he took Jiang Zhifei's hand and repeatedly said, "This subclass of me".

Liu Chengshan regrets so much now, why he said this at that time.

He waved his hands tiredly: "Don't talk nonsense here. If you want to sing, sing quickly."

But Ding Hong gave him a blank look, and said with a smile: "Xiao Fei was just joking, and the atmosphere is active, I think it's good."

Jiang Zhifei took out the printed lyrics, handed them to the two of them, and then played the accompaniment on his mobile phone.

There was a reward in the purple treasure box he opened earlier, which was a singing ability at the king level once.

Although it is not at the level of a song god, it is enough to handle a stage of this level.

Of course, this is what he uses to prepare for the performance.

Facing Ding Hong, Jiang Zhifei could only rely on his own hard power.

Fortunately, he is not a music deaf person, and his singing is as good as that of a wheat tyrant.

Sing a song.

Liu Chengshan, who was supposed to see a joke, couldn't help but nodded approvingly after hearing this.

He pretended to curse: "Last time at KTV, when I asked you to sing, you insisted that you didn't know how to sing. I listened to Yang Yang crying like a ghost and howling like a wolf all night."

Ding Hong couldn't help but applaud, put down the lyrics, and said seriously:

"This song is okay, and you sing it well, but can you guarantee that it matches Lu Chaoyu's sword dance?"

"Master Wife, I guarantee this with my respect for you and the teacher."

Liu Chengshan: "..."

This guarantee really has no weight at all.

But Ding Hong, who often interacts with students, is used to seeing people who are cautious and cautious, but he likes Jiang Zhifei's no-nonsense temperament.

“One more question, have you contacted the author of this song?

Not necessarily, it has to be related to our school, but after all, the joint live broadcast with Station C is quite powerful, so the authorization must..."

Jiang Zhifei was a little embarrassed and replied:

"Master Wife, you don't have to worry about this, because the songwriter is me."

"Oh, that's good...what, you wrote this song?!"

As the school leader in charge of publicity, Ding Hong is no stranger to music.

Like some previous events, the songs they bought at a high price were far inferior to Jiang Zhifei's song in terms of quality.

Therefore, it was hard for her to believe that Jiang Zhifei, a material major student who had been unknown for four years in college, could write such a good song.

Afraid that Ding Hong wouldn't believe it, Jiang Zhifei showed her the copyright registration produced by the system.

After reading it, Ding Hong had to sincerely admire: "What a talent. It's a pity that I discovered it too late, Master."

“There are too many skills that don’t overwhelm one’s body, and too many skills don’t overwhelm one’s body.”

"I'll give you some time to rehearse. After the venue is set up tomorrow, I'll perform it for a few teachers. If it works, I'll do it directly in the evening."

"Thank you Mistress."

Jiang Zhifei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Leaders are like this, leaving some leeway in their speaking habits.

Ding Hong's attitude is actually very certain.

But now is no time to take things lightly.

Before Xue Wen left, he destroyed all the props.

Since it couldn't be restored, Jiang Zhifei had to find a new one in the short time left.

After saying hello to the teacher and his wife, Jiang Zhifei stood up and left.

Before leaving, Liu Chengshan patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"Get ready. Tomorrow night I will take your senior brothers and sisters to support you."

"Thank you, teacher."

"Also, what I said at the wine table earlier was just a joke. Don't talk nonsense."

"……OK."

……

……

After leaving the community gate, Jiang Zhifei received a text message, which was sent by Lin Zhiyi using Lu Chaoyu's mobile phone.

The other party successfully escorted Lu Chaoyu home and watched him go to bed.

After reading it, he put down his cell phone and held an umbrella in silence in the rain.

[System, can you sell me a set of props, costumes and swords? 】

【Ding!Answering the host, the request exceeds...]

Jiang Zhifei didn't expect the system at all.

It allows him to spend more points, but this dog system will never let him spend less.

Since he couldn't rely on the system, Jiang Zhifei could only find a way on his own.Fortunately, he had a plan in mind before going to the teacher's house.

Compared with others, apart from the system, Jiang Zhifei's greatest advantage is his unique vision.

In the 21st century, what resources are the most important?

Of course it is talent!

Near Nanhu University, there are two artistic universities——

Shengjing Conservatory of Music.

Shuren Academy of Fine Arts.

Jiang Zhifei happened to know a few talents from these two schools.

……

……

Shuren Academy of Fine Arts.

Department of Fashion Design.

As the holidays were approaching, the studio was empty, with the incandescent lamps hanging from the ceiling emitting a pale light.

A thin figure was sitting in an inconspicuous corner, making the sound of rustling paintbrushes.

"Xiaorou, Xiaorou, are you here?"

"Ah, here I am!"

The girl who emerged from the corner was startled when she saw the studio door being pushed open suddenly.

The boy who opened the door saw this and said, "You can give me a good meal. Here, a senior from Nanhu University is looking for you."

He turned sideways, revealing Jiang Zhifei's figure behind him.

After speaking, he nodded to Jiang Zhifei, and the boy turned and left.

In the studio, there were only two people left.

At this moment, Jiang Zhifei suddenly thanked himself, who had spent a lot of money in the external relations department.

Relying on the seemingly useless good karma accumulated at that time, he was able to find the other party so quickly.

"May I ask who is calling?"

The girl opened her mouth timidly, looking very timid.

And her dress was very ordinary. She looked a little skinny and looked malnourished.

It was difficult for Jiang Zhifei to associate the girl in front of him with the female devil who would dominate the design world seven years later.

The other party is the youngest Chinese female designer to win the French L Design Award.

Jiang Zhifei came back to his senses, with a gentle smile on his face, and introduced himself:

"Hello, senior Shi Xiaorou. My name is Jiang Zhifei. I'm here to ask you for a favor."

"What, what's the matter?"

Jiang Zhifei said enigmatically: "Your purple Hanfu suit is almost ready. I want to buy it."

"You, how did you know?"

Shi Xiaorou looked surprised.

That set of Hanfu was something she finally made after saving money and spending countless thoughts over the past few years.

This is her first independently designed ready-to-wear piece.

It's also her little secret.

Even my family and best friends don’t know, why would this man know? !
Jiang Zhifei really found it difficult to answer Shi Xiaorou's question.

He can't say that he saw it in your autobiography six years later.

Fortunately, Shi Xiaorou did not dwell too much on this point and said weakly:
"That suit is for girls who are 1.7 meters tall. You can't wear it."

Jiang Zhifei smiled and said: "It's not me who wears it, but there is a live broadcast at Station C. My friend really needs your Hanfu as a performance costume."

"really?"

"real."

"Then, how much do you plan to pay?"

Jiang Zhifei stretched out his right index finger.

1000 yuan...

Shi Xiaorou's eyes darkened.

Not counting the cost of time and labor, her purchase of materials alone cost nearly 2000 yuan.

However, if the clothes she designs can be displayed on the big stage...

"Okay, I promise."

Shi Xiaorou hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Jiang Zhifei also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I know, 1 yuan is indeed a bit small, but..."

Shi Xiaorou: ()
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