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At this point, he subconsciously looked at the girl in the corner opposite him and said, "Our Chinese Medicine Faculty is also going to have a program this year. If your seniors hadn't graduated or..." Qiao Nian's previous batch of students had basically transferred to other departments in their second year.

It wasn't appropriate for Shen Yugui to say this directly in front of the new students. So, he paused for a second and continued, "If you want to come up with a program, it will definitely only be produced by your batch. Do you have any ideas? If you do, you can raise them."

Everyone had discussed this topic before he arrived.

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After Shen Yugui brought it up, Song Tian was the first to speak. "We just met someone from the Clinical Department. They seem to be performing a dance this year. As for us... we also want to perform a dance."

She was cheerful and straightforward. She didn't hide anything. Her baby face was quite confident. She raised her hand and looked around at the people in the private room, then said, "I learned folk dance for a few years. I can do a solo dance. But there's a problem. I don't have a soundtrack. It might not be very effective if I play the CD. Who knows how to play an instrument? It's best if we can coordinate!" She had already asked the rest about their specialties

first arrived. Basically, no one wanted to

take the lead. She would also go up to represent the class when they were required to perform in her high school

year and had long announced that they would torture them during the

her not to have stage fright. It was another

she went

around, but no one raised their hand. She was quite disappointed. She

stomach deflated

being too rash, the girl in the corner who had not been chatting with them much asked in a

Nian's beautiful face under the brim of her cap. She didn't

gave one a reliable sense

that, she thought about it and explained, "I just think that if we play the CD live, the stage effect might not be that good. And