Classmates: the Perfect Male God

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Between the speeches, the countdown ends and the party officially begins.

Lin Fan also got up and left and went to the backstage, because there was an award ceremony at the opening, and he was going to the stage to receive the trophy.

The director still understands the audience's mind very well, so he put the big move directly at the beginning.

"Wow, last year's top ten outstanding student awards in Jiangzhou, this is a very important award, and there is also an award for the best college student photography photo, which is also our classmate Lin Fan..."

Yu Hao already knew the answer, and while looking at the dictionary, he still pretended to exaggerate and sighed, "Student Lin Fan, he is really a very, very good "[*]" show, can you briefly tell us about it? Your mood and creative experience?"

Today, Lin Fan wore a black silk shirt that was slightly open, and light blue slim fit jeans. He looked extraordinary in casual casual clothes.

"Lin Fan! Lin Fan! Lin Fan!"

"Male God! Male God! Male God!"

After receiving the award amid the tsunami of applause from the audience, Lin Fan's expression was still quite calm.

I just said a few polite words like thanking the school for training, thanking the teacher for teaching, etc., walked through the scene, and then walked off the stage with the trophy.

Zhong Bai's hands were almost red, but he heard two middle-aged men and women in the front row pointing at the stage and whispering something.

"Sir, the party has already started. You are already late, so don't talk anymore."

"OK......"

The middle-aged man wearing a suit with a Chinese character face was slightly taken aback, then nodded and apologized, "Classmate, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Huang Yanwu, the deputy director of the propaganda department who was arranging the lights on the director's platform, saw this scene and almost fell off the stage, "Ocean, you...you, look over there."

"what happened?"

Xiao Haiyang looked puzzled.

Huang Yanwu gasped, "She doesn't know who she is talking to?"

"Damn it, that's the president of our Southern University!!!"

"Lin Fan is the most handsome!"

Looking at the bright yellow and warm light falling vertically on Lin Fan, he seemed to be the only protagonist at this moment, Zhong Bai's big eyes were shining with joy, and he couldn't help laughing happily.

"Mr. Lin is indeed handsome. It's a bit unreasonable."

Ren Yifan fiddled with the camera, muttering softly.

The two were talking in the back row, and the middle-aged man with a national character in a suit in front turned his head and glanced at them.

"Why, the show is so funny, you can't even laugh at it?"

Zhong Bai's heart was tight, and he said with some guilty conscience.

The middle-aged man with the face of the Chinese character leaned over and asked in a low voice, "I heard the audience in the auditorium shouting the goddess. Who is the goddess of our school?"

"An uncle has taken a fancy to Mr. Lin."

Ren Yifan joked, "It's the one who just came to power."

"Is it him?"

The middle-aged man with a Chinese character turned his head to look at the center of the stage, nodded, and said with a smile, "It's really handsome and excellent."

Zhong Bai raised his chin arrogantly, "It goes without saying that Lin Fan is recognized by our Southern University Forum as a campus male god."

At this time, Lin Fan was finishing receiving the trophy and walking back behind the scenes.

"Congratulations to the squad leader."

Lin Luoxue smiled and got up from her seat to greet her.

She is wearing a pink short skirt today, showing her collarbone and shoulders. The very design skirt highlights her slender and long body.

There are still many people preparing to perform on stage in the backstage, and they can't help but be amazed.

Lin Luoxue, who has light makeup and her hair up, has a dignified and beautiful temperament of a mature royal sister, which many girls don't have...

She was the hostess today, and she was controlling the stage with Yu Hao. She had just watched Lin Fan come on stage from behind the scenes, and just happened to be able to see the tsunami-like scene under the stage, which made her heart throb.

The person she likes is so good, Lin Luoxue has a wonderful sense of pride in her heart, and she wants to talk to Lin Fan very urgently.

She was sitting with her legs folded, but when she saw Lin Fan coming, she deliberately stretched out her long, white and thin legs, wanting to show her most beautiful and confident legs in front of her sweetheart.

"You are beautiful today too."

Under the watchful eyes of the backstage, Lin Fan still kept a little distance from Lin Luoxue, and still had to pay attention to the impact.

He looked away from Lin Luoxue's head, turned his head and asked, "Qiao Chuan, how are you preparing?"

call!

Lu Qiaochuan wore a small casual suit with wax on his head and took a few deep breaths, "I'm fine!"

The students who were in charge of the previous programs went out one by one, and the response at the scene was quite enthusiastic.

"Teachers and classmates, let's go to the most traditional program of our Southern University!"

About half an hour later, Yu Hao's voice remained the same, "That's right, it's our poem recitation session, but this 0.3 poem recitation program is a little different from before."

"Oh, what's the difference?"

Lin Luoxue asked the right question.

"Because this time the poem recitation was provided by our entertainment agency, and this modern poem was also created by the president of our entertainment agency..."

Yu Hao bowed slightly and made a gentle gesture of invitation, "Next, I will invite Lu Qiaochuan from the School of Television and Photography and Zhou Qingqing from the School of Letters to give us a poetry reading, to the oak tree!"

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Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Hearing that the show was created by a male god, everyone applauded desperately.

Everyone was looking forward to it. The atmosphere in the auditorium became more and more enthusiastic, and it was obvious that it had reached another high dynasty.

Lu Qiaochuan walked to the stage from behind the scenes, took the microphone handed over by Brother Hao, and nodded slightly when he saw Brother Hao secretly making a cheer gesture to him.

The auditorium suddenly fell silent. He tried the voice of the microphone and felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

When performing a recitation in front of the eyes of tens of thousands of people, there will inevitably be a kind of oppression and tension.

But seeing the gentle girl beside her seemed to be a little nervous, and she was just looking at herself.

Lu Qiaochuan suddenly felt more relaxed than ever.

He didn't know where the courage came from, but he gave Zhou Qingqing an encouraging look, and his heart instantly recovered.

"If I love you--

Not like a climbing lily flower,

Show yourself off by your tall branches;

If I love you-

Never learn from infatuated birds,

repeating monotonous songs for shade;

more than a fountain,