"Well, Master, that's what I'm saying, if you don't love me, don't hurt me. There's no need to be cruel. .1kanshu"

The old professor was almost crying. If he knelt down again, his legs would break.

Fortunately, Qi Liao didn't plan to just follow him like this.

Although he made the other party stand up, it didn't mean that Qi Liao believed him.

Wang Zhongwang is even angrier than Qi Liao at the moment. What is this farce on the stage? Even if it didn't work, why did Qi Liao pretend to be so inexplicable? He couldn't bear it anymore and chose to go on stage to stop it.

But when Wang Zhongwang also walked onto the stage, the students who had been serving as melon-eaters under the stage suddenly burst into fierce applause.

This time, the three of us are really confused. They really don’t understand. Why are you applauding here?

Someone among the classmates said seriously: "Wang Zhongwang, thank you for your hard work. We originally thought that we would just whistle and be done. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a drama in the end!"

"Drama?" Wang Zhongwang asked doubtfully.

"You still don't admit it now?" The classmate laughed, "You deliberately let a person who can whistle come up to perform, and then arranged for a dragster to come up and conflict with him, until finally you came on stage to call it a day, didn't you? ?”

Wang Zhongwang: "???"

Qi Liao thought to himself that the child was half right, and the old professor in front of him was probably a procrastinator.

"However, I want to remind you that I am really from our school." Qi Liao said with a dark face.

But for Wang Zhongwang, it's a different story. It's good for the old professor to create conflicts, but wasn't the original plan for you to criticize Qi Liao until Qi Liao felt so ashamed that he wanted to die on the spot?

What the hell is this that suddenly becomes the question of whether Qi Liao is willing to accept you as his disciple?

"Master, I have to admit that I do have a secret deal with boss Wang Zhongwang." Wang Zhongwang and Qi Liao are both here, which makes the old professor a little embarrassed.

"However, Master, I still want to say that your level is truly unprecedented in my life. I can tell from the beginning that your artistic conception is profound, indifferent and tranquil. I really want to compete with Master."

Qi Liao clasped his hands behind his back, looking like a master outdoors. There was no response to him.

He thought to himself: "Profound artistic conception? Magnificent? Ah? Have I ever played such a piece of music?"

What am I blowing? Isn’t it always about broadcasting gymnastics and chasing dreams in circles? Where did you hear the high-end atmosphere?

"Especially, especially the last piece. Yes, the breathy one." The old teacher paused, and his tone became a little more excited.

Qi Liao felt that this was probably the excitement of a simple artist hearing a good piece of music, maybe...

"Especially that section." The old professor sighed. It was this section that finally made him unable to bear it any longer and he slapped the table and screamed.

"I have always felt that whistles are either as vulgar as a gangster whistle or as elegant as a double ker. Only you, the master, can combine vulgarity and elegance, achieve peace and tranquility, and make people feel relaxed and happy."

Qi Liao was shocked. He really didn't think so much when he was bragging, right...

To be honest, were you a Chinese class representative before? Is this a sequelae left behind by you?

In fact, the old professor was not the Chinese class representative before, he was the examiner who set the questions...

Later, I kept forcing Ji Er to guess the author's intention, collecting a large number of novels, and deleting some things that children could not control after reading them. At that time, all her hair fell out...

Qi Liao has thought this behavior was super boring since he was a child, but he has to admit that the literary novels written by the older generation are indeed very meaningful and worth guessing.

Why does it have connotation? Because Qi Liao can't understand...

It's just that Qi Liao is too lazy to think about these things now. What worries him more is what the old professor said before.

"What did you say? Yaru double ker? Are you sure about this thing?"

Regarding this song, Qi Liao can only describe it in three words - "Korean song"

Everyone knows the music of Korea, especially...

"You can't look at this kind of music with such vulgar eyes." The old professor said earnestly, "You must think and enjoy it based on artistic standards."

Qi Liao: "The standard of art? For example..."

"For example, even though it's Bangzi's song, it's just nice to listen to."

Qi Liao: "..."

Your artistic standards are really hardcore...

Wang Zhongwang couldn't help but take a breath, looking at these two guys here, "Your whistle is really good." "No, you are better." "No, you are the one who is good. You are good, and your wife is also good." ." and other business bragging, and he suddenly found that he couldn't get in the middle of the conversation...

Wang Zhongwang fell into deep thought. The old professor's sudden defection made him feel very humiliated.

However, there were tables of classmates watching them under the stage, and he couldn't get angry here.

The sound of "thumping" sounded at this moment, the lights in the room were turned off one after another, and there was a power outage...

Qi Liao was surprised. You must know that for such a large company, a sudden power outage is not a normal phenomenon.

Moreover, Qi Liao, who has experienced several battles with Marvel heroes so far, is quite cautious.

Although he seems to have not participated in most of these battles...

This sudden power outage made his sensitive nerves unconsciously conclude that it must be related to superheroes.

"Power outage? What's going on?"

"I haven't encountered this situation for a long time. When I was at school, I would study in the evening and look forward to the power outage."

"........."

Sure enough, this situation attracted the attention of the people in the class, but they did not panic. After all, for them, it was just a power outage.

Wang Zhongwang also knows that with the scale of this company, even if there is a power outage, there must be other ways to generate electricity. In any case, as VIPs, they should not have a power outage.

He knew it, but he didn't bother to think about it.

At this time, several exclamations suddenly came from the girls' area. They were exclamations for Wang Feng. No, to be precise, they were exclamations for the sapphire pendant on Wang Feng's neck.

After the lights disappeared and the place fell into darkness, the pendant Wang Feng was wearing began to fluoresce. This light is like the intersection of two blue colors at the intersection of sky and sea. The blue is pure and even a bit coquettish.

Women like the blue light of this sapphire, just like men like the blue light emitted by currency detectors, and even more.

"Wang Feng, it's so beautiful. Where did you buy it?"

All the women around Wang Feng asked this for a while. Wang Feng saw this situation, but he didn't feel like bragging about his gems to others.

She quietly put the gems away, because the dress was too thin and couldn't block the light, so she could only stuff it inside her chest.

She didn't want to take it off and put it in her bag.

Although he put it away, Wang Feng still patiently explained the general situation of the gem to the people around him.

Wang Zhongwang curled his lips in disdain and scolded you as a stupid woman. She knew exactly where this came from, but she still insisted on showing off all day long.

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