"How dare you come here to chat with me after you dropped out? That school in front of you is the top music school in the country, and you just dropped out?"
Yuan Yue said with a hint of anger in his tone.
The pen tip only paused for a moment, and then began to stroke on the paper again.
"There is no way, people always have to realize what they are suitable for and what they are not suitable for."
Yun Tuan spread his hands, feeling helpless.
If there were fewer assessments, she would be quite willing to stay in school, and she would encounter a lot less embarrassing things.
However, those people were not tolerant, so they just vomited for a while and then persuaded her to leave.
"Really? How unsuitable are you?" Yuan Yue asked, his voice muffled by the mask, getting duller.
"Are you...sure you want me to sing here?"
Yun Tuan frowned, the development of things gradually exceeded expectations.
"Are you studying pop singing?" Yuan Yue lowered his head to create and asked casually.
"Yeah."
It should be.
Before she had time to understand the "subjects she was studying," she was dragged directly to the exam and then persuaded to leave.
It’s euphemistically called persuading someone to quit, but it’s actually no different from being fired.
"Then sing, let me know how rich your family was when you first entered school."
Yuan Yue said expressionlessly, the page was almost finished.
Yun Tuan shook Beixi's arm, interrupting his state of watching the show, "Please cover your ears and don't listen."
"Isn't it?" Bei Xi twitched the corner of his mouth, "Will there be a problem?"
"It's a small problem. If you don't eat much for dinner, you'll be fine." Yun Tuan nodded and started "singing" before Yuan Yue started to curse.
It is still part of the amnesia curse song.
Three minutes later.
Yuan Yue's face turned pale. He took off his mask one after another and rushed to the edge of the terrace. He didn't have time to confirm whether there was anyone below, so he started vomiting!
"Ugh——"
Yun Tuan shook his head and whispered: "Oh, some people just don't listen to advice. They are so stubborn."
Bei Xi opened his ears and looked at Yuan Yue's miserable condition, his eyelids twitching.
"What on earth did you do to him? Such a mentally strong pervert can actually vomit? Is it because you sing?"
Yun Tuan looked innocent, "Actually, I think my singing is okay, and it's not that exaggerated."
A burst of curses came from the square in front of the theater——
"Who are you! Find a trash can if you want to vomit!!"
"It's disgusting! It's so unlucky!"
"The terrace is so big, you did it on purpose, and you can still target me?!"
……
The words used are quite civilized, and the people who come in and out of the concert hall are all well-known people.
Yun Tuan touched the tip of his nose and secretly guessed: This kind of powerful and status person would not curse like a gangster in the street, but would only play dirty tricks behind his back to cause trouble.
So she turned on the lighting function of her mobile phone and shined a beam of light on Yuan Yue so that the bosses below could see him clearly.
Yuan Yue vomited all his dinner and fell weakly on the sofa. The paper full of words was blown up by the wind and floated downstairs.
Yun Tuan stood up and looked around. The two pieces of paper were directly covered in the vomit and were stepped on by people passing by.
"Oh, it's useless."
"You're useless!" Yuan Yue replied angrily.
Beixi put the wine bottle on the table and made a muffled sound, "With all due respect, it is not polite at all for you to treat a lady like this."
"Yes, I thought Mr. Yuan Yue was a very gentlemanly person."
Yun Tuan sat down and controlled the sinister tone.
Yuan Yue was irritated by the two singing in harmony, and he didn't feel much about the ruined draft. Anyway, it wasn't a good song.
I haven't had any inspiration these days, and the methods I usually use don't work anymore.
"Gentlemen? How can there be so many gentlemen in the world? The so-called nobility is just your lust."