City’s Best Divine Doctor -
Chapter 877 - 0877: Freshman Party
Chapter 877: Chapter 0877: Freshman Party
It wasn’t until after 7 p.m. that everyone had eaten their fill. Ye Qiu called over the waiter to settle the bill and then headed back to the Jin University Campus.
"Ye Qiu, what kind of mask are you wearing?"
Liu Lingxiu asked.
"Wait a moment, and you’ll find out."
When they returned to the Jin University Campus, the orientation evening event to welcome new students was about to begin soon.
This year, Jinling University welcomed around 5,000 freshmen. Including graduate students, there were over 5,000 new faces, making the event rather lively. The evening gathering was organized by Jinling University, various academic departments, the student union, and a few campus clubs, with funding provided entirely by the university.
You could say that Jinling University was wealthy enough that this bit of funding was nothing at all.
They arrived at the plaza in front of the main building of Teaching Building No. 5. The stage from the morning’s ceremony was still there, but it had been modestly transformed into a performance platform.
The freshmen from every department and school were lined up just as they had been for the opening ceremony earlier.
Of course, sophomores and other upperclassmen could come watch if they were free, and even students from neighboring universities might attend out of curiosity.
Ye Qiu was still dressed in the same simple attire: a washed-out shirt, a pair of jeans, and a pair of knock-off sneakers.
As for his outfit, Ye Qiu didn’t mind at all. He had originally wanted to take some time to design two outfits for himself and have the old tailor at Xingyue Group craft them for him.
But now, Ye Qiu simply didn’t have the time to take care of such matters.
After Ye Qiu, Luo Yang, Zhou Shaohui, and Ning Yun sat down, Song Ying arrived.
She was still dressed in a beautiful dress. It seemed like Song Ying changed into two skirts a day. With her kind of lifestyle—good salary and great benefits but no real pressure—it was obvious where her money went: clothes.
However, what Ye Qiu didn’t expect was that under her dress, she was wearing that bra he had personally designed for the Xingyue Group’s summer lingerie line, part of the Floral Series. The only difference was the sizing.
Judging from Song Ying’s size, she barely made it to a B cup, maybe a B-plus at most.
But Song Ying had an undeniable elegance—this elegance could outshine many so-called beauties.
Noticing Ye Qiu’s gaze, Song Ying—carrying a faint scent of perfume—walked over and asked, "You’re wearing this?"
"Why not?"
Song Ying found it odd. Seeing Ye Qiu driving such a luxury car, he didn’t seem like an ordinary person. Why couldn’t he afford better clothes?
"Sure, it’s fine, but with so many students watching, I’m just afraid you might feel embarrassed when you go onstage for your performance."
Moreover, Song Ying noticed that Ye Qiu was empty-handed. She had no idea what act he was planning to perform.
Was he really going to perform barehanded with nothing but himself?
"Do you need anything? I can arrange for someone to prepare the props in advance!"
"A table, a chair, a fan, and a wooden clapper!"
Ye Qiu replied.
"What?"
At first, Song Ying didn’t understand what Ye Qiu planned to do.
It wasn’t until Ye Qiu explained that she realized the difficulty of what he intended to perform.
"Oral mimicry? Isn’t that a lost art? How are you going to pull that off alone?"
"Just help me get the props ready!"
It wasn’t much, really—just a table, a chair, a fan, a wooden clapper, and some partitions to enclose Ye Qiu onstage like he was performing a mysterious magic trick.
Of course, the oral mimicry Ye Qiu was about to perform would likely surpass even the most intense magic acts.
"Alright, I’ll go arrange it now!"
As Song Ying was about to leave, Ye Qiu added, "Oh, and get a piano, too!"
A piano?
Song Ying was stunned!
Seeing Ye Qiu’s nonchalant expression, she doubted he had ever even touched a piano. How did he plan to play one?
Still, she couldn’t help but find the situation amusing.
"That’s easy. I’ll have one of the students performing a piano piece lend it to you when the time comes."
After Song Ying left, Luo Yang asked, "Brother Qiu, are you seriously going to play the piano?"
"You’ll see soon enough."
Once Song Ying had left, Ye Qiu noticed that two hosts had appeared onstage. A dashing young man and a beautiful young woman, the man seemed to be one of the announcers from Jinling University’s broadcasting station, while the woman was one of this year’s new campus belles.
The moment the spotlights illuminated the pair, they exchanged a few lines to deliver their opening remarks, and the first act began—a singing performance.
Sitting below the stage, Ye Qiu watched as others performed.
He had hoped it would be interesting, but he found himself rather bored, especially with these performances that had clearly skipped any rehearsals. They were completely ordinary.
After watching several acts in a row, nothing stood out.
At this moment, Song Ying—still wearing her dress—returned and said to Ye Qiu, "Ye Qiu, the props are ready. After the next two acts, it’ll be your turn. Are you ready?"
"Of course."
Ye Qiu replied confidently, but Luo Yang and the others still found it hard to believe.
They knew Ye Qiu was exceptional when it came to medical skills, but could he really master the lost art of oral mimicry?
After two more performances, a table and a chair were moved onto the stage, and the audience below started to grow curious. Were they about to see a comedy sketch or something?
Then, four folding screens were brought out to enclose the table and chair, making the students and school leaders even more puzzled.
"Next, let’s welcome this year’s top scorer across five subjects in the college entrance exams and freshman from the Clinical Medicine program in the School of Medicine—Ye Qiu—who will perform the lost art of oral mimicry. A round of applause, everyone!"
Five-subject top scorer, Ye Qiu!
Some time ago, Ye Qiu had become famous for beating up that Instructor Zhang over Liu Lingxiu, one of the campus belles.
Now, Ye Qiu was attempting such a high-level performance! The students could hardly believe it!
"Bring the mask!"
Ye Qiu didn’t go onstage immediately. He first put on a scholar’s mask, hiding his true face behind the white, bookish façade.
Wearing the scholar’s mask, Ye Qiu ascended the stage and said, "To ensure I’m not cheating, the hosts can search me!"
The male host stepped over, thoroughly inspecting Ye Qiu. Not even a phone was on him—nothing that could assist him. Ye Qiu then stepped inside the partitioned area.
The stage quickly fell silent.
From afar, the audience heard the sound of a dog barking deep in an alley. A woman was startled awake, yawning and stretching. She shook her husband awake to whisper about something in the house. Half-asleep, the husband mumbled vaguely in response, refusing at first, but as the wife kept shaking him awake, their intermittent chatter mingled, and soon the creaking of the bed filled the air.
...
Suddenly, the sharp clap of a wooden clapper interrupted, and all the sounds vanished. Staff members from the student union removed the partitions, revealing the same setup as at the start: one man, one table, one fan, one wooden clapper.
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