The sounds of commotion quickly coalesced into shouts.
But Luan Yenan did not appear.
The student host on stage seemed a little nervous.
During the rehearsal, Luan Yenan was supposed to appear at this point to accompany the music.
A large screen descended onto the stage, projecting the computer desktop controlled by the teacher.
She opened the same software that the students had downloaded.
Then I heard soft chatter coming from the speakers.
"We've received news from over there." The gentle voice reminded everyone of the kind senior who always greeted them with a friendly smile.
"Is that so? Then open the lens cap." The cool voice carried a natural air of authority.
All the students held their breath, instinctively sat up straight, and then erupted in a huge cheer.
"That must be Professor Luan and Senior Zuo's voices!"
"Professor Luan!!!"
"But why is it just on camera? Weren't you supposed to be there in person? I feel cheated."
The lens cap opened, revealing a long-haired woman wearing a shirt with rolled-up sleeves, sitting on a bar stool with her back to the floor-to-ceiling window.
The curtains were drawn back, and the room was dark, with only the decorative lights from the buildings outside shining in and illuminating my profile.
Luan Yenan's charm is fully displayed in the lens.
Another woman, carrying a guitar, skipped from off-camera into the frame, her beauty rivaling Luan Yenan's, but with a gentler smile.
Zuo Baixuan handed Luan Yenan a guitar and helped her straighten her collar.
"The response at the scene was so enthusiastic. But you might still need to explain why you're showing your support in this way." Zuo Baixuan straightened her clothes and patted her shoulder.
Here we go again.
These two are always a sight to behold when they're in the same frame!
The students at the activity center took advantage of the revelry, their screams piercing the rooftops.
Luan Yenan turned his head to look at the camera: "You may not know this, but I can hear your voices from the scene."
"Ah!!!!!" The shouts became even more energetic.
Luan Yenan then looked at Zuo Baixuan and said, "Tell me, if I said it was to promote our software and incidentally attract them to participate in the fall recruitment, would they want to hit me?"
"No!!!" the students answered themselves.
Zuo Baixuan smiled with her eyes crinkling. She didn't have to face her classmates, but she could still hear their loud shouts, which felt quite special.
She encouraged Luan Yenan again, saying, "Keep it up, I'll go watch the camera for you."
Luan Yenan curled his lips into a smile, his gaze following Zuo Baixuan until it finally landed on the camera.
The students screamed in surprise again.
This is absolutely a perk!!
Everyone knows that Professor Luan's special gaze is directed at Zuo Baixuan behind the camera, but he still can't help but get excited.
"The photo is too blurry, I want to take a screenshot!"
"Wait a minute, Professor Luan just said he came to promote software, is that the same software we were talking about earlier?"
"I found it!! Click into the live meeting!"
Instantly, the subtitle "XXX joins the meeting room" appeared in the lower right corner of the screen.
Then they started flooding the screen with comments, turning all their screams into text and bombarding the online meeting room.
At the same time, a flood of students poured into the entire auditorium, receiving a torrent of comments without the slightest lag. Everyone immediately understood just how powerful Luan Yenan's "cloud computing" and "computing power" were.
Computer science students were working furiously, but many of their ideas couldn't be implemented due to insufficient computing power.
But with Luan Yennan's "cloud computing" help, wouldn't all the problems be easily solved?!
Many people who had been skeptical of what Luan Yenan said in the interview, and who were still confused after reading the introduction on the "One Group" official website, all felt the difference in this instant.
You absolutely must participate in the fall recruitment season!
Luan Yenan naturally knew that his plan had succeeded. He explained his sudden increase in susceptibility to illness on camera with great sincerity.
After speaking to the camera, he immediately started strumming the guitar.
Suddenly, the prelude began.
Familiar music flowed gently from under the guitar.
“I’ve been living with a shadow overhead…” [1]
Luan Yenan practiced dancing with Zuo Baixuan in the piano room provided by the school, but he never sang in front of her.
This was not only the first time Zuo Baixuan had heard Luan Yenan sing, but also the first time she had heard her sing an English song.
Luan Yenan's voice when singing English love songs is slightly different from usual, becoming softer and more captivating.
The familiar melody made Zuo Baixuan nod along.
Luan Yenan's gaze, however, went past the camera and stared at Zuo Baixuan behind it.
“I guess I'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end. There are moments when I don't know if it's real.” [1]
Zuo Baixuan actually saw tender affection in Luan Yenan's eyes, without any excessive possessiveness, just a desire to look at her like this, to watch over her, and to hope that she could live a good life.
It is one person's appreciation for another, something that transcends desire.
This is not common for Zuo Baixuan.
Does Luan Yenan like me?
This thought assaulted Zuo Baixuan's mind.
This is not a simple joke.
It's not a cooperative relationship.
This isn't something you can just play around with and forget.
It's not necessary for treating an illness.
Or is it that she genuinely likes me?
For a moment, Zuo Baixuan's mind was pulled away from the song; she froze.
It seems she never considered this possibility.
But how could that be?
But if not, Luan Yenan's acting is really good; he has confused himself more than once, and this time was the most successful.
If Luan Yenan was lying, then the students in the room were lying even more blatantly.
Luan Yenan's singing is very beautiful, and her eyes are very gentle.
Just when everyone was almost completely captivated, she suddenly looked up.
Everyone clearly understood that this person's gentle gaze belonged only to one person, and no one else had a chance.
Luan Yenan's voice faded, and the guitar music stopped after the last note.
The live chat during the meeting was filled with praise and teasing of single people.
The video also included a continuous stream of applause and cheers.
The teacher in charge even turned on the front-facing camera on his laptop and pointed it at the students.
The students' standing ovation was the highest form of recognition for Luan Yenan's abilities.
She's not just a gimmick; she really sings well, and her singing is so genuine that it gives you goosebumps.
Although the interaction on camera only lasted for a few seconds at the beginning, the sweet love between the professor and his wife was completely captured in their singing.
If anyone dares to covet the professor, everyone present today will warn them to the bitter end.
Luan Yenan rose to take her bow.
The students were about to say something when they saw Luan Yenan walking towards the camera with her guitar in her arms.
He muttered to himself, "Didn't you say you wanted to learn guitar in the office before? Today no one will bother us, so I can teach you privately."
"What nonsense are you talking about? The meeting video is still on!"
Then the camera jerked and tilted to the side.
What it captured before it was destroyed was the light outside the floor-to-ceiling window, which, due to signal fluctuations, turned into an arc-shaped meteor.
"Huh?!" The students perked up their ears.
"Is this part available to listen to without paying?"
A snap.
The camera cut off, and the sound disappeared.
As expected, you can't listen to it without paying.
...
Zuo Baixuan tilted her head back as she looked at the camera.
"So, are you going to learn?" Luan Yenan turned off the video, sat behind Zuo Baixuan, and placed the guitar in her hands.
Everything seemed like a very proper teaching session.
"Learn." Zuo Baixuan gritted her teeth, feeling that if she didn't answer this way now, Luan Yenan would force her to teach something else.
Luan Yenan hugged Zuo Baixuan from behind and gently placed her hands on the guitar to strum.
He was in the exact same posture as when he was at the company.
But the rule-breaking started even faster than that.
As Luan Yenan's fingers plucked the strings, his breath also stirred Zuo Baixuan's hair.
Zuo Baixuan felt an itch on the back of her neck.