When he walked to Song Yang, he was generous and smiled and said to the microphone: "Thank you Qingxue, I love you!"

The direct confession to so many people caused another sensation.

Chen Qingxue blushed and bit her lips. After all, she didn't dare to be as generous as him. She just whispered: "I...love you too."

After putting the bouquet at his feet, he ran away as if he had stepped down from the platform. He sat back on his seat and covered his face and lowered his head.

Chen Qing sat in the first row, but he could only stare at the sight of the song.

Words and words are like poems, and every sentence contains stories accumulated by time.

The melody is like water, and the ups and downs are full of deep affection after the vicissitudes of life.

What kind of monster is this?

Who can write such songs is fucking eighteen or nineteen years old?

After Song Yang finished singing, he got up and finished his curtain call, holding the flower and guitar, returning to his seat amidst cheering and applause.

When the flowers were given to Chen Qingxue again, the girl only dared to hide behind the bouquet amid the cheers of "kissing one" and "kissing one".

Song Yang held the girl's hand, relaxed and happy.

No matter how busy others think he is, he is actually okay for him.

Although the carriage and horses were slow at this time, he didn't need to run for many things.

Isn't this? He can still enjoy the leisure time on campus and the love unique to his youth.

"Everyone is watching us." Song Yang said to the girl with a smile.

Chen Qingxue's eyes were like deer, looking around quietly.

"Qingxue, I love you." The voice was not loud or small, but she could hear it.

With the cover of the bouquet, Chen Qingxue finally kissed his face quickly: "I love you too!"

Dong Liming and others beside him were full of lemons.

Be a person!

Despite the first-hand program effect, Song Yang did not get the first place and ranked third.

Although someone else’s songs were not written by himself, Song Yang was not actually the same!

What's more, they learn vocal music, but Song Yang is just playing with the votes.

But after the competition, Chen Xiaoqing first came over and told him that he hoped to talk about this song again.

Song Yang responded first, and then he held hands with Chen Qingxue and was tightly slackened.

"I didn't get the first place again, so why should I invite a guest! I'll send Qingxue home!"

This is what Song Yang left to Dong Liming and the others.

You didn't get the first place, but you can sell another song and a girlfriend!

Do you have a girlfriend if you are the first and second?

Dong Liming looked at it and tried to ask: "Then... Lan Hui, let's go for a midnight snack together?"

“…where to go?”

Dong Liming was excited and he was fine again!

...

People who have just spoken the word love have every move, every glance, every sentence, and every word.

"Why isn't the first place!" The girl was still angry when she got into the house.

"It's enough for me to be the number one in your heart." Song Yang took the bouquet in her hand and put it on the table, then hugged it in his arms.

I sent home, and the one I sent back was my own home.

The house has been cleaned up.

After that day, when Song Yang stumbled on the other side of the book, Chen Qingxue would be fiddling with the place, fiddling with the place, sweeping the floor and humming his songs.

Then even if the two are intimate, they will still go back to school.

After all, I didn't dare to lay this bed.

But today I spoke the word love, and I saw everyone in front of everyone.

Today is the weekend. Because Song Yang is going to participate in the competition, Chen Qingxue called in advance and said that she would not go back this weekend.

Chen Qingxue was also very dry, but she was even more panicked.

Song Yang's eyes were filled with fire, and he always burned his white and bright skin under the lights of the autumn night after growing up.

"I..." she murmured, and in the end she just hugged him tightly, as if this would destroy the fire first.

But when it gets closer, it's getting warmer.

Song Yang counted it carefully.

It has been half a year since the beginning of the year to this time.

The girl is full of energy and she always looks at him with love.

But this era is still so pure, the girls are so pure, and the time is so slow!

At this time, youthful love finally became extremely real in Song Yang's heart. This kind of anxiousness but still wanted to cherish her and consider her was like her pure and firm self back then.

"I'm not in a hurry!" Song Yang lowered his head viciously, buried it in front of her heart and pecked hard, and then said angrily, "Anyway, there are two bedrooms, you sleep one, I'll sleep one! I'll go take a shower!"

The bed was not laid out, but there was no new object belonging to the hostess.

Chen Qingxue was still feeling like he was running out of electricity because of his actions just now. At this time, she blushed and pulled down her clothes, biting her lip and looking for water to drink.

In the bathroom, the sound of water came.

Chen Qingxue didn't know what to do, so she turned on the TV and sat there and watched it absent-mindedly.

After a while, Song Yang came out, and Chen Qingxue didn't dare to look back.

Song Yang moved another chair over, sat down and said, "I calculated it when I was taking a shower just now. I now have more than 700,000 yuan. If the event at the end of the year is well organized, there will be at least one million yuan to make."

At the beginning, I stopped talking about the money, and the 500,000 yuan I gathered together to register the three companies in turn. The money I earned from Profeis was all the deposits of the suits.

At the beginning, all the money was borrowed from Zhu Ziqiang. After Bian Kai received 50,000 yuan and returned 30,000 yuan to Song Yang, he had already paid off the money from Zhu Ziqiang because he had made some money from Li Ru.

Li Ru's side had 100,000 yuan in selling ideas and 100,000 yuan in special brand upgrade planning. Song Yang made 200,000 yuan first.

But this time Li Ping invested in Cage Communications and Bodrain, and Song Yang received a total of 500,000 yuan in consultation fees, as well as a 150,000 yuan in planning fees for Cage Communications' "opening activities".

After saving Cage Communications and Bodao, even if he paid Bodao 90,000 for the goods, Song Yang really has so much money now.

Chen Qingxue didn't know what he said about this, but this was his ability.

It has only been more than half a year since I met him.

Song Yang said firmly: "I have money, but I haven't become bad. I'll ask my aunt to make a decision tomorrow! At least I can feel the same kind of aunt in your heart!"

Chen Qingxue was stunned.

What? Why is my mom a pimple?

"Anyway, if you wait until you graduate, you will be so tired. Times are different!"

Song Yang still looked a little decisive, and Chen Qingxue felt strange and nervous: "What are you talking about when you ask your mother? I listen... I'm scared..."

"It's not a quarrel." Song Yang held her smiling face and said fiercely, "Anyway, I and you are so good. I feel numb to see if she wants me to change my words if she doesn't want me to say anything, and I'll call her up!"

Chen Qingxue chuckled: "What!"

"She must be nervous, thinking that something is wrong with us, and then she will be unable to teach you something." Song Yang snorted, "Anyway, she has to completely reverse her previous prejudice. In the future, I just hope that we are good, so you know that she actually doesn't object!"

"...It's not that complicated." Chen Qingxue's voice became smaller and smaller as she spoke.

Song Yang was very surprised: "Actually, I have taught you?"

"…I mean, she already knows that you are not bad anymore. But…"

"So you have to reason!" Song Yang understood, what's the bottom line, of course he also told Lin Qixia that he would pay attention to his position, "At least let her know that we are better now."

Chen Qingxue looked at his eyes and couldn't help but smile on her face, "You really want to change your words and scare her?"

"I'm thick-skinned!" Song Yang smiled, "When the winter vacation is over, will you pick you up to my house to play?"

Chen Qingxue nodded sweetly.

“Watch TV together!”

"Yeah~"

He hugged his waist and leaned against his shoulder, and quieted for a while.

"Are you watching?"

"……No."

"Torture yourself a little longer and let you go to bed!"

Song Yang suddenly held her with her legs bent and picked her up, and walked into her room...
Chapter completed!