"So too!" Another boy also raised his palm, "I tell you, I am now a brainless fan of our president!"

"This classmate, you can chase stars, but you have other unreasonable thoughts. Our president may already have a boyfriend. Please pay attention to the impact!"

...

Knowing that everyone is just a joke, Jun Qing didn't say much.

Holding up the cup containing beer, she smiled and looked around everyone.

"This performance is successful, and it is not the efforts of all of you. Let us cheer for the success of this performance together!"

Everyone had a drink together, and He Siyun smiled and spoke.

"I have another good news to inform everyone that our club has been officially invited to participate in this year's College Art Festival!"

"No way?!"

"Really or not?"

He Siyun converted the screen of her mobile phone to everyone: "You can see it yourself. This is the invitation letter sent to me by the school's propaganda department. There is also a chapter from the Art Festival Organizing Committee below!"

"Oh my God, it's great!"

"So, we're famous!"

...

Everyone exclaimed excitedly.

"Come on!" He Siyun took the lead in holding up the second glass of wine, "This glass, I wish the president more and more popular and the musical club more and more prosperous. Cheers!"

"cheers!"

Everyone stood up one after another, stretched out their cups, and clinked them with hers.

The glasses hit each other and made a crisp sound.

The beer in the cup, bubbles rising, just like every young heart on the table, excited and boiling.

"President." He Siyun turned her face and looked at Jun Qing beside her, "Does our club also give it a formal name?"

After the establishment of the club, it has not been officially named.

It was nothing before, but now I was invited to such a formal performance, of course I also had to give it a formal name.

Jun Qing nodded.

Everyone was excited and offered suggestions.

"I think it's called the sound of music."

"Isn't it too vulgar?"

"What's the sound of nature?"

...

"I think, let the president talk?"

"Yes, yes, yes, president!"

...

Everyone's eyes fell on Jun Qing's face together, and Jun Qing pondered for a moment.

"We had only nine people before, and Leng Mo, so we could get enough of the number of people required by the school. Why not call it '9 plus 1 Music Club'! First, we will commemorate our initial difficult time, and secondly, it means we will always work towards perfection. What do you think?!"

"It's still the president who is educated, and it's easy to remember this name."

"I agree, too."

"I agree too!"

...

Everyone agreed.

Next, while everyone was having a meal, they discussed designing a logo, and it was best to make something unified in social uniforms and other things...

"I think these are not the key now." Jun Qing looked around everyone, "The performances at the Art Festival are in the nature of competition selection, and it is a very formal performance. We cannot piece together like this time, and we have to arrange a real musical."

When everyone heard this, they calmed down and showed a hint of embarrassment.

On the contrary, Leng Mo, who had just been silent, said calmly: "Then let's schedule a real musical. The art festival will be held during the summer vacation. There is still one month left. Everyone will work together, and it will definitely be time."
Chapter completed!