"Haha, I reviewed until two or three o'clock last night, so I couldn't get up if I was too sleepy."

Xiang Dongliu smiled and covered up the secret matter between her and Mu Lingqian last night, and soon saw Yao Xinlei coming.

At this moment, Yao Xinlei was still wearing an office uniform that tightly wrapped her exquisite body, a snow-white shirt collar, a tight short skirt, and the seductive black stockings and high-heeled sandals. She was filled with restlessness.

Compared to Xu Yuanyuan's sexy **, Yao Xinlei is no less beautiful and has also attracted the hot eyes of many boys.

Because Yao Xinlei, Xu Yuanyuan, and Mu Lingqian's three girls gathered next to Xiang Dongliu, the large number of boys nearby were so envious that they wanted to replace him.

However, the wishes are full, but the facts are also skinny.

Not to mention other aspects, just Xiang Dongliu, the boss of Dongmen, dares to drive him away from Mu Lingqian's three daughters.

Not to mention, if he leaves, Mu Lingqian and the three girls are not willing!

Just under the envious eyes of the boys, Xiang Dongliu had a very enthusiastic chat with Mu Lingqian, Yao Xinlei and Xu Yuanyuan.

From time to time, a nice but relatively small laughter broke out. Although it was a little disturbing the surroundings, it would not affect the discipline of the entire literary evening party, so no teacher went to stop it.

What's more, Yao Xinlei is a teacher at the No. 1 university, so there is even less teacher who will meddle in other people's business.

Another thing is that Xiang Dongliu helped Qian Bafang solve the problem of his brother being cheated, which has already made Qian Bafang take care of Xiang Dongliu very gratefully, so if Xiang Dongliu doesn’t look at the monk’s face and Buddha’s face, even if Xiang Dongliu makes a big fuss, there are probably few teachers who dare to ask him to shut up.

After watching a few stage shows, Xiang Dongliu suddenly yawned and said sleepily: "Maybe I'm too picky! I feel that these shows are not attractive!"

"really!"

Yao Xinlei nodded in agreement, and her white and tender face quickly showed a wry smile and said, "In addition to the beauties in the music specialty class, other skits of crosstalk and singing and dancing are simply a mess."

"The dance movements are not neat and not beautiful, the singing rhythm is unstable, the pitch is poor, let alone emotional expression... After reading these, I look forward to your and Xiaoqian's appearance."

"Haha, no one can blame you for this."

Xu Yuanyuan smiled and said, "Almost 90% of the college students who performed on the stage have not received professional training, so of course they cannot pass the performance ability in all aspects."

"Uh, don't you guys hit people like that!"

Mu Lingqian was slightly disagreeable and said: "Of course the performances in college years cannot be compared with those professional actors on movies and TV!"

"But at least, this is one of the best gifts to commemorate our youth!"

"One day in the future, I can still remember that I graduated from my junior year and happily stood on that stage and performed."

When talking about this, Mu Lingqian's playful and cute face suddenly became very firm: "I decided that at this time of year in the future, I will come back to the first university to watch a literary party."

"I'll accompany you."

Xiang Dongliu smiled and said three words, and soon held her smooth jade hand tightly in order to convey the same firm thought to her.

At the same time, it also made her feel that there is someone who will accompany her and protect her anytime and anywhere...

"Um."

Mu Lingqian nodded happily, but made Yao Xinlei and Xu Yuanyuan suddenly embarrassed, thinking that you are showing your love in public?

Just when the two of them didn't know what to say, the head teacher of Class 38 of the junior high school came over and said, "Mu Lingqian, Xiang Dongliu, the show between you two will start in a while. Remember to be prepared. The host on the stage will preview it in advance."

"We must work hard! Our Class 38 has been criticized by other classes for not being able to do artistic cells."

"And this time, whether we can earn some artistic face with pride is all up to you."

"Also, did the eastward guitar... bring?"

"Take it!" Xiang Dongliu nodded and pointed casually, "Put it next to the motorcycle in the carport."

"Ah? Put it on the carport? Why don't you bring it here directly?"

The bald man's face changed when he heard this and said worriedly: "At this moment, I'm afraid he's taken away by someone? Hurry up and call me to live there?"

The reason for such concerns cannot be blamed for bald people being timid and afraid.

But this is the world. Often, if you put something in public but people leave, the possibility of being taken away is more than 99.9%.

As for the impossible 1%, it is mostly because the thing is too big and heavy, and it cannot be taken away, or it is not worth a few cents at first sight...

It is obvious that the guitar that is eastward is naturally a relatively valuable and easy to be taken away by people, so it is natural for bald people to worry about being secretly taken away by college students.

However, what Bald man didn't consider was Xiang Dongliu's prestige at the No. 1 university and the blue Harley motorcycle that had become a signature.

It can be said that no one dares to move anything that is close to the Harley motorcycle in this No. 1 university, unless there is an exception for those outside the school who do not understand the situation.

"Ha, Sicheng, go and have a look."

Xiang Dongliu finished speaking with a faint smile, but instead comforted the bald man confidently: "The old classmate doesn't need to worry, today's program will not be messed up."

"Well, this is the best result. Student Xiang and Mu Lingqian are both very distressed."

Two minutes after the bald man responded with a smile, he actually saw Gong Sicheng bringing a black guitar bag over, obviously not stolen.

For this reason, while the bald man was sweating and relaxing, he curiously unzipped the guitar bag, took out the white jade-like folk acoustic guitar inside, and whispered the homely service while watching.

"This thing looks cool."

"When I was as old as you, I actually wanted to play Western musical instruments."

"However, the conditions were not good at that time, so we could only play ethnic orchestral instruments such as flutes and flutes, or suona."

"Uh, so, you can still play the flute in the old class?"

Gong Sicheng chuckled and said, "This kung fu is amazing, we know nothing about this."

“…Go cool down!”

The bald man glared at him in an instant, how could he not understand what he called ****, which actually means something else?
Chapter completed!