DreamersGN Chapter 354 Request a Song
Chapter 354 Request a Song
immediately.
Jiang Bai put down his pen and gently rubbed his wrist, which didn't feel sore.
The fox's ears drooped slightly in response, revealing a melancholy expression that said, "I'm a little worried about my brother."
"Brother Aze, it's almost ten o'clock."
"My brother Jiang Bai just texted me saying that he has to go to the broadcasting room for his shift later."
"I have to participate in a project later, and I miss him a little."
Upon hearing the name Jiang Bai, Su Ze's kind face instantly fell.
But under Bai Zhi's misty gaze, he could only put on a fake smile.
"Why would you miss him? You see him every day!"
"However... since Sister Baizhi is worried, how about I take you to take a look?"
Gu Dapeng and Lin Le, who were standing nearby, nodded in unison when they heard this.
"Yes, Bai Zhi, you probably don't even know where the broadcasting room is. Let us take you there!"
Jiang Bai's heart tightened.
Holy crap! You guys are taking me there?
If you go there, I'll make a miraculous appearance right here and now!
"No."
Jiang Bai shook his head, revealing a resolute expression.
"My brother said the broadcasting room is a crucial work area, and he gets distracted if there are too many people around."
"I'll go over there myself, peek in from the doorway, give him a bottle of water, and then come back."
"Could you brothers stay at the stall and help me sell calligraphy practice books?"
"These calligraphy practice books... are the culmination of my entire morning's work."
The moment they heard about "hard work" and "stall," their hearts softened instantly.
Gu Dapeng was the first to step forward, patting his chest and roaring:
"Don't worry, Sister Baizhi! With me, Old Gu, here, not a single piece of calligraphy will be lost!"
"Hurry up and come back! If that third kid dares to bully you, come back and tell him, and I'll smash him to death with the shot put during the competition!"
Jiang Bai: "......"
Da Peng, are you trying to murder your own father?!
Besides, the shot put you threw was shorter than Dad's, so how could it have hit me?
The other two have not yet compromised.
However, no matter how much you try to persuade them...
Under Jiang Bai's barrage of "Brother, please!", the three sons finally stayed obediently in the shed.
Then.
Under the reluctant gazes of the crowd, Jiang Bai gracefully disappeared into the charity sale area.
.......
Three minutes later.
Same old place, rooftop cubicle.
In the cramped cubicle, Jiang Bai started a "storm-style unloading" like a madman.
She pulled up her lace skirt and tossed her cardigan aside.
After putting on his pants and top, he instantly transformed into a muscular man.
Jiang Bai did not take off her dress.
After all, he still has to change back into women's clothing in the broadcasting room.
Putting on his white sneakers, Jiang Bai walked out of the restroom and rushed to the playground. He even had time to buy two bottles of mineral water from a vending machine on the roadside.
.......
10 o'clock sharp.
The door to the broadcasting room creaked open, and a mixture of the burnt smell of old machinery and the coolness of the powerful air conditioning hit us.
Jiang Bai strode inside and closed the door behind him.
"Hey, Jiang Bai, you've finally come to relieve us."
The senior student, who was drinking water into the microphone, looked up and her eyes curved into two crescent moons.
Jiang Bai laughed it off without changing his expression:
"Thank you for your hard work, senior. Leave the rest to me."
"Okay, then I'll leave the rest to you."
"But Jiang Bai, I never expected that Jiang Baizhi is actually your sister."
The senior student smiled as she packed her bag, muttering to herself as she left.
"Oh my, I really envy your family's genes. Your sister is as beautiful as a fairy, and your brother is handsome too."
"Let's go. Call us if you need anything."
"Okay, senior, goodbye."
As the door slammed shut, Jiang Bai breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned around and sat down at the control panel.
He skillfully opened the Literature and Art Department's duty group chat, his slender fingers flying across the screen as he replied:
Jiang Bai has arrived at his post.
He replied almost instantly.
Minister Hu He's image popped up instantly:
[@JiangBaiJiangBai, should the ministry send a few more people over to help you?]
"No need, Minister, I'm fine."
[Sure! Just let us know in the group if you need anything!]
Jiang Bai put down his phone and opened another chat window.
Kobayashi.
Jiang Bai was assigned to the song request group; he was responsible for playing songs and reading congratulatory messages.
Meanwhile, Xiaolin was responsible for receiving song requests and greetings sent by teachers and students across the school via QR codes, then organizing them into documents and sending them to Jiang Bai's phone.
Jiang Bai: [What's the current progress outside?]
Xiaolin: [The women's 800-meter preliminary round is currently underway. This is the list of congratulatory messages that just came from the student council.]
Jiang Bai looked at the screen, where lines of text appeared on the page.
[Congratulatory Message 1: To Wang Tianxia from Class 3 of the Performing Arts Department, you are the wind, you are the lightning, you are the only flower...]
"What? You are electricity~ You are light~ You are the only myth!"
[Congratulatory Message 2: To Jiang Baizhi, the only goddess in my heart, although you didn't participate in the competition, in my heart, you've already run 10,000 meters into my heart...]
"??? You can even freeload on this? I'll curse you out!"
Jiang Bai took a deep breath and pressed the speaker switch.
"The following is a congratulatory message from the Vocal Music Department: At the end of the earth, on that red track, every drop of sweat you shed is the most beautiful tribute to youth."
"Go, girls from the Shanghai Theatre Academy!"
"......"
Jiang Bai's voice reverberated throughout the campus through dozens of loudspeakers scattered across the corners of the playground.
It must be said that 12 points of stamina bring not only brute strength, but also extremely strong breath control.
His voice wasn't as floating as that of an ordinary announcer; instead, it had a steady, resonant quality, like the tolling of a bell.
Even in the noisy playground, it could be clearly heard by everyone.
During a break in the broadcast, Jiang Bai turned around listlessly and looked at the window next to him.
The broadcasting booth is located at the highest point of the stands, offering excellent views.
Looking down from here, you can see the entire playground.
The red rubber track, the green lawn, and the crowds swarming like ants create a vibrant and lively scene.
His gaze drifted further away, settling on the blue pergola in the charity sale area for Class 6.
There, the bar stool that originally belonged to "Jiang Baizhi" was empty.
Su Ze was holding a calligraphy copybook and handing it to someone who wanted to buy it.
Gu Dapeng, meanwhile, was taking a tissue and carefully dusting the Jiang Baizhi standee.
"These sons are working pretty hard."
Jiang Bai muttered to himself.
Just then, his gaze swept across the edge of the main road and suddenly settled on two figures covered in sweat.
Even from dozens of meters away, Jiang Bai recognized the two familiar faces at a glance.
It was those two senior students from the Organization Department.
At this moment, one of them was holding a dusty megaphone and loudly maintaining order to several family members who were not following the rules.
The other was bent over, struggling to help the security guard carry the roadblocks.
Sweat beaded on their faces, and their clothes clung to their backs, wrinkled and matted.
"Tsk tsk."
Jiang Bai raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but mutter something under his breath.
"The Organization Department, indeed lives up to its reputation as a 'workhorse department'."
"This isn't a senior student, she's clearly the school's 'muscle Barbie' mover!"
I remember sitting here quietly announcing song requests.
Jiang Bai suddenly realized that his decision to refuse the Organization Department's invitation and instead join the Literature and Art Department was the greatest strategic vision he had ever made.
[Ding! Detected that the host is indulging in a 'dimensional reduction attack' style of psychological superiority. Due to the emotional fluctuations caused by the two senior students' broadcast to the host, popularity value: +5!]
"Hey! That works?"
Jiang Bai laughed.
"Tongzi, watch closely, I'm about to give these two senior girls some 'care'."
Jiang Bai's eyes darted around, and he pressed the microphone, his tone becoming extremely solemn and full of humanistic concern:
"Dear students, while we are engaged in the intense competition, let's turn our attention to the student union staff who are working tirelessly under the scorching sun."
"Especially the senior students in the organization department."
"They are moving through the crowd, carrying water and supplies for everyone."
"Let us pay the highest tribute to these 'cogs in the machine' of the Shanghai Theatre Academy."
"Hey seniors, you've worked so hard! Drink plenty of water and be careful not to get heatstroke."
At that shout, the two female students, whose backs were almost broken from exhaustion, suddenly stopped in their tracks.
They looked up blankly, their gaze falling on the direction of the broadcasting room.
At that moment, their expressions were extremely complex.
They already knew it was Jiang Bai broadcasting during the broadcast.
Unexpectedly, while the rest of the school was oblivious to their hard work, Jiang Bai did.
.......
[Ding! Popularity points +200!]
"So you know?"
Jiang Bai smiled and continued looking at the broadcast sent to his phone.
However, when he saw the song request list that was sent to him, his lips twitched violently.
Song request: "Love You"
Song requester: Gu Dapeng, Class 6, Performing Arts Department
Message: [Dedicated to my one and only goddess in this life, junior Bai Zhi, wishing her eternal happiness! Brother-in-law, release her now! Not releasing her means you're not a true brother!]