The School of Arts is one of the four major colleges of Jiangling University.

This academy is full of artistic and humanistic atmosphere. There are huge posters posted everywhere on some walls, and the posters are filled with popular movie stars and singers.

These movie stars and singers are all students who graduated from the Art Academy.

The Art School of Jiangling University has provided a lot of talents to the current entertainment industry. Some of these talents have done well and have gradually become celebrities and are regarded as signs by the Art School to recruit students.

at this time.

In a singing room.

"Yuehan, have you heard that there is a martial arts exchange conference in the Wushu Academy in the afternoon. Let's go and have fun."

A female classmate with a pair of ponytails beside Wang Yuehan said that her name is Ding Lele, who has a quirky personality.

"Forget it, it will be a music party in two days. I still have to practice singing." Wang Yuehan shook his head.

She prepared carefully for this music party for a long time.

Ding Lele said: "Oh, you're just practicing that love song over and over again. Who are you going to sing it?"

"Hehe, I won't tell you." Wang Yuehan smiled sweetly.

"I really don't know who is so lucky that he actually caught the hearts of the young actresses in our art school."

Ding Lele joked that when she saw Wang Yuehan's appearance, she knew that she was very affectionate.

She knew that Wang Yuehan had a high vision and that the Art Academy wanted to pursue her and could fill the music classroom.

Even some seniors who became famous in the entertainment industry after graduation were still thinking about Wang Yuehan and came back to pursue her, but they all returned in vain.

"Lele, don't talk nonsense, we are not done yet." Wang Yuehan said shyly.

"No, it's not done yet? Do you want to confess to him with love songs?" Ding Lele's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.

Wang Yuehan nodded timidly and said nervously: "I wonder if he will accept my wish?"

"Do you still need to ask? You are the goddess of our art academy. If you can confess your love to me, that guy will definitely be ecstatic and will definitely agree."

"If it was that simple, that would be great. He was very powerful." Wang Yuehan sighed lightly.

"Since you are so nervous, we will go and have a look at the martial arts exchange and relax. I heard that there will be a teacher's exchange tonight. The martial arts department seems to have a new teacher named Li, who is only in his twenties, and has a conflict with the fighting department, breaking a person's legs."

"Submitted to Li? Young man?"

Wang Yuehan was stunned. Could it be Li Wenchan?

She invited Li Wenchan to attend the music party. Could it be that Li Wenchan had arrived first?

"Okay, go and have a look."

...

On the afternoon of the martial arts exchange conference.

Many students from Jiangling University gathered towards the Martial Arts Academy.

The martial arts hall used by the Martial Arts Academy to exchange martial arts is built very gorgeously, larger than a football field, with rows of seats staggered in height and can accommodate thousands of people.

At this time, the chairs around were already full of people, and many students could only stand in the stands on the second floor and squeeze into a group.

"Look there, the dream school belles of the Political Academy have actually come. Tsk tsk, the person around her is the son of the mayor of Jiangling City? With such a second-generation official, who can compete with him?"

"There is no hope for dreaming about school beauty, but the school beauty Wang of the Conservatory of Music still has a chance. Look at school beauty Wang, she is here too."

The arrival of the two school beauties immediately made many male compatriots boil and make noises.

"Zhijia, why are you here too?"

When Wang Yuehan saw Meng Zhiyuan, he intimately greeted her.

The two were very good friends in high school, but after going to college, they each entered different colleges and had new friends. The relationship between the two parties was less and no longer as close as before.

"Li Wenchan is here, I'll have something to say to him later."

Meng Zhiyuan held her arm and said truthfully.

As soon as she opened her words, Wang Yuehan's expression changed.

It seems that Teacher Li is really Li Wenchan.

Meng Zhiyuan came for Li Wenchan. Will the old lovers rekindle the sparks?

"Zhijia...you won't want to get back together, right?" After thinking about it, Wang Yuehan still asked this question.

After saying that, she looked at Meng Zhiyuan nervously, feeling uneasy, as if someone was waiting for trial.

"No, I'm here to say a formal farewell to the past."

Meng Zhiyuan smiled and said.

"You want to forget Li Wenchan in the world?" Wang Yuehan didn't expect to hear such an answer.

"Yeah." Meng Zhiyuan sighed and said, "Li Wenchan and I are not in a good match. If we force ourselves to be together, we will not be happy in the end."

"you……"

Wang Yuehan originally wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he swallowed the words back.

It seems that Meng Zhiyuan doesn’t know Li Wenchan’s true ability.

Mr. Li, Lin'an, is a powerful and wealthy man in Lin'an City who is respectful to gods, but his fame has not yet begun in the entire Jiang Province.

Is it wrong to have a bad family?

She was a little angry with Li Wenchan. Who is the one who is not a good match?

Just then.

People from the Wushu Academy entered the venue, wearing uniform Taoist uniforms, and there were many people.

The two most crowded groups are Taekwondo and Karate.

The least is naturally the Martial Arts System.

There were only a few dozen people, and they could only sit in the corner and were completely ignored.

"Teacher, please sit down."

Yang Xuerou obediently helped Li Wenchan clean the chair and let him sit down.

After everyone arrived, the dean of the Wushu Academy came on stage and said some polite words, and then announced the start of the exchange meeting.

The exchange conference is challenging.

Anyone can come on stage and then call on others to challenge others. Those who are challenged can accept or reject them.

People off the stage can also challenge people on the stage.

Those who dare to go up such public exchange meetings are all strong. If they are too weak, it will be embarrassing to go up.

So the next competition was full of strong and powerful matches, and the fights were back and forth, which was quite exciting, and everyone applauded and cheered.

Suddenly, a very handsome boy came on stage. As soon as he got on, many girls suddenly started to scream.

"It is Sheng Qianqiu, the school grass of the Wushu Academy and the first student in the fighting department."

"Sheng Qianqiu is really handsome. I like him so much."

This Sheng Qianqiu is a combination of strength and handsomeness. He is very famous throughout Jiangling University. Almost every few days, he can receive love letters from other girls.

There is a black belt around Sheng Qianqiu's waist.

In the huge modern fighting department, only two students have obtained the black belt rank. One is Lu Xiangfeng, whose feet were broken by Li Wenchan, and the black belt rank of Karate.

Sheng Qianqiu is stronger than Lu Xiangfeng, and is the second section of Taekwondo Black Belt.

"I heard that Sheng Qianqiu has always been the number one person in the martial arts exchange meetings in the past. Lu Xiangfeng, who ranked second, has never beaten him once!" Liu Zicheng said.

Ordinary students are not qualified to enter the eyes of him, the son of the mayor, but Sheng Qianqiu is already qualified to take it seriously.

With the appearance of the school grass-level and the strength of the first person of the younger generation, with these two halos, the future prospects are unlimited.

Even he thought Sheng Qianqiu could win over and enter their circle.

"He's amazing."

Next to Liu Zicheng, his sister Liu Zirong looked at her even more shiny eyes. She has liked Sheng Qianqiu for a long time.

As soon as Sheng Qianqiu came up, she swept across with a beautiful and handsome whip leg and kicked the person on the stage away.

"This is too awesome."

Many people changed their color. The person who was knocked away had defeated two of them just now. He was considered a top student, but he couldn't even stop Sheng Qianqiu's leg.

"Does anyone want to challenge me?"

Sheng Qianqiu stood on the stage, his voice was low and hoarse, very magnetic, and he looked like a male god.

"What a joke, who doesn't know your strength."

"Yes, isn't you asking for trouble to challenge you?"

Other students from the fighting department shook their heads.
To be continued...