"Thank you, thank you for your support."

Ning Xiaofan walked upstairs and gently held the microphone. His magnetic voice spread clearly through the microphone.

"Professor Ning's voice is so magnetic!"

"Yes, so warm!"

The fans still screamed and discussed with each other excitedly.

Wen Peier, who was sitting in the front row, was full of peach blossoms in her eyes.

Seeing the four or five men sitting not far away, there was a burst of fire in their eyes.

If there weren't security guards around, they would have really been able to go up and tear Ning Xiaofan down.

"As usual, before class, I'd better play a small game with everyone first. How about it?"

There was a sound of echoing sound from the podium.

Ning Xiaofan pulled out a stack of A4 paper from the lesson plan of the podium and planned to go down and distribute it.

As a result, as soon as the a4 paper was taken out, the fans in the audience rushed over with a whistle and snatched the stack of papers out of the box!

Those who didn't get it lamented loudly, and someone took the opportunity to sell it: "The paper that Professor Ning touched by himself is the starting price of 1,000 yuan!"

"One thousand five!"

"I'll pay two thousand!"

"Five thousand!"

"Damn, do you have shit in your mind, maggots in your shit, and maggots in your brain, and maggots in your brain? Just such a piece of broken paper, it's hard to take it back and wipe it. It costs 5,000 yuan?"

"Get out, I'm happy. I can't go back and make a contribution! If you talk nonsense, just break up!"

Of course, there were many unpleasant voices during bidding.

There seem to be signs of emotional cracking...

Ning Xiaofan could only smile helplessly. Alas, this is not something he can control!

Finally, dozens of A4 sheets have been distributed.

The one I grabbed was full of joy.

I didn't grab it, sighed.

Ning Xiaofan smiled and said, "Since everyone has already obtained it, then I will talk about the rules of the game now."

At this time, there was silence in the auditorium, and only bursts of rapid and tense breathing could be heard.

"Please get the paper, and now write a sentence or a lyric on the paper. If this is a lyric, I will sing it out in person. If this is a sentence, I will arrange the song on the spot and sing it.

come out."

Ning Xiaofan said this, a smile raised at the corner of his lips, which was very charming:

"This is to be signed."

The crowd was silent for a few seconds, then it became like ice water splashing into the hot oil pan, and in an instant, it boiled!

Countless people screamed and became fanatical.

Many people even took advantage of Ning Xiaofan's time to speak and sneaked to the school's printing house and bought a thick stack of A4 paper.

As a result, there were as many as hundreds of them in the end!

Seeing this scene, Ning Xiaofan was also a little amused.

He reached out his hand and picked up a guitar under the podium.

Carry on your chest.

Then I adjusted the string position of the guitar, swept a few times, and then checked the tone, and then I looked at the thick stack of paper in front of me.

In fact, there is no need to turn it around. With Ning Xiaofan's current vision, he can easily penetrate these hundreds of pieces of paper.

He just took the opportunity of flipping through the viewing and his soul power spread, looking for a familiar aura.

She was found in almost a few seconds.

That feeling of peace...

Can't be wrong!

But unlike in the past, there was no strong atmosphere around her like a shadow.

Duanmu Qing was beaten to the verge of death by himself last time, and it was impossible for him to recover so quickly.

It is also very likely that it will hide and heal the wound now.

Of course, Wu Meier, who was inseparable from Duanmu Ruoxi, was also on the list at this time.

Although I couldn't grab the piece of paper, I still grabbed Duanmu Ruoxi's arm excitedly and kept swaying: "So handsome, Ruoxi, watch it, a musical talent, live composition... My Professor Ning is indeed versatile

, perfect!”

Duanmu Ruoxi looked at her helplessly: "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, you let go of your hand first, I feel that your arm has been pinched by you..."

"Oh sorry, sorry!"

Wu Meier quickly let go of her hand apologetically.

Zhao Jianming, not here.

Ding Mulei, not here.

Wen Peier, here.

Ning Xiaofan looked through the words on the paper with a smile. Most of them were words that claimed to be extraordinary and express their love in a literary way. Although they were full of affection, they were just as pleasant as chewing wax.

The feelings are straightforward, and after being wrapped in gorgeous words, there is less charm.

And now in the fast-paced life in the city, who is in the mood to go with you in a small bridge, flowing water, wind, flowers, snow and moon?

They are all very straightforward and express emotions in one sentence.

So these were passed by myself.

There is another type, well, very straightforward, quite straightforward.

I either have a hundred children or love you so much. I want to marry you...

There is one more awesome:

Professor Ning, I want to tell you, I like you! Although I am a man, I think the relationship between men and men is no different from that between men and women. We should transcend the world's shackles and not be afraid of the world's people.

Look, be with me, Professor Ning, my love for you is really like... (Omitting countless numb sentences).

Lying in a groove.

After reading this piece of paper, Ning Xiaofan almost vomited out the overnight dinner last night.

My master, even if I cut the hang with a knife, I won’t bend it.

I am from Hunqiuming Mountain, not from Hunduobei Mountain.

Ning Xiaofan finished browsing a few hundred pieces of paper in a short while.

Apart from brainless confessions, literary confessions, crazy and swearing, there are only a few pieces of paper left.

There are some highlights.

There was a piece of paper that was spread out and the beautiful font made my eyes lit up.

It was a poem full of modern girlish atmosphere.

But it has a slightly elegant style.

Moreover, Ning Xiaofan's brain and the immortal network, countless information from the star domains poured into his mind, but it was not retrieved.

To be sure, this is an original song:

What I love, my freedom.

Every time you leave after class, you never leave half of your words.

But you left, but my situation has entered a cold winter.

But the temperature of missing has been overdrawn throughout the summer.

I miss you, borrow all my sleep, but I miss you like a disobedient child.

Wandering blindly in the long night, wandering wildly in the window without light.

When I woke up and stroked the morning without you with my hands, my melancholy was like withered lotus.

Blood loss, drooping.

Could it be that I am just you, when drifting in love?

A string of aquatic plants that you can lift up or climb the wood.

Could it be that the figure you have walked through a thousand times is just a broken idol drama?

Yesterday's road was too muddy, and there were too many messy steps in the mud.

Unbelievable, unpredictable.

In a possible or impossible reunion,

Can I be as warm and beautiful as last night?

The little bit of lovesickness falls into the clear hope, and I say to you with tears:

Because I love you, I write poems for you, and my days and pens are all the same as me.
Chapter completed!