Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

Xie Yuzhou, a talented woman from a well-known family, has always been famous in wealthy circles for her talent and beauty. There is no one who is more beautiful than her but not as talented as her. There is no one who is more talented than her yet. She has always been an unattainable existence for both men and women in the circle. She is restrained and reserved, just like a real lady in ancient times, with a graceful temperament of poetry and calligraphy.

At this time, the orchid in everyone's heart was arranging the clothes of another beauty with top-notch looks. Her slender white fingers fell on the black dress. The collision of black and white was a top-notch visual stimulation.

"It's not good! Yu Zhou! The sound source! There is something wrong with the sound source!" The man wearing glasses rushed backstage panting.

As if some switch was turned on, the quiet backstage immediately exploded, and everyone was talking about something. Xie Yuzhou frowned, "Speak clearly."

"The sound source of the song Luo Yiyi performed is wrong. If I download it again now, it may not be enough to match the device, and... there is also a problem with the network."

In other words, she would either be absent from the performance, or she could only sing a cappella on stage!

This was not something Xie Yuzhou could decide. She raised her eyes and looked at Song Qiao, but she could not see any panic. The person in front of her was as calm as ever, like a deep pool.

Mysterious, bottomless.

Song Qiao turned around, and her whole personality changed. Whether it was her eyes or her demeanor, she was not Luo Yiyi at this time, but Song Qiao!

At that moment, Xie Yuzhou, who was closest to her, felt the deepest!

"The curtain will be announced normally, I will sing a cappella." She spoke with a firm tone and an indomitable momentum.

Just as the last program ended and the last note fell, Xie Yuzhou took a deep breath and walked to the stage, "Classmate Luo, I hope you won't blame me for making my own decisions."

Um? Everyone was puzzled, Song Qiao said with a smile, "No, happy cooperation."

Um? what are you guys saying? ?

They soon found out because Xie Yuzhou's voice came from outside.

"Next, please enjoy the program from the Business Management Class 1, the song "Red Bean", performed by Luo Yiyi and Xie Yuzhou."

After finishing speaking, countless exclamations came from outside.

After Xie Yuzhou finished speaking, he did not leave the stage. Instead, he walked to the piano in the corner of the stage and sat down slowly.

The lights dimmed, and then a beam of light hit the stage, and the beauty in a black dress stood there holding a microphone.

Offstage, there was a mobile phone broadcasting live in the darkness. The name turned out to be Avery Business School Anniversary, Roselle Live Performance!

Zhang Quan sneered, and at the same time he couldn't control the resentment and jealousy in his heart. How could this woman be prettier than her! A sparrow will always be a sparrow! I thought I could fly up a branch and become a phoenix if I hugged it on my lap! dream! She wants to tear down this woman's appearance in front of everyone! No tuner! Without audio source! How dare she go on stage! Wait for your reputation to be ruined!

The piano plays, and what follows is the sound of nature that is enough to make people intoxicated. The reason why many songs need to be recorded in a recording studio is because it can provide the most perfect accompaniment. Without accompaniment, no matter how beautiful the song is, it will lose its luster.

But there are always exceptions.

Hongdou’s song is so good if you have enough strength and timbre to sing it a cappella! (You can listen to Liu Yifei’s a cappella part, it’s really good)

Many of the older generation here may not pay attention to everything that happens on the Internet. Today is also the first time for them to hear this song. Whether it is the eloquent story in the song or Song Qiao's clear and clean singing voice, they are all attracted to it. Bring your past and past with you.

Off the stage, Gu Mingjun was originally surprised that Xie Yuzhou could perform, but soon fell into Song Qiao's beauty. She had no stories to miss, and she had no worries since she was a child. At this time, when everyone was intoxicated with the singing, she looked at Song Qiao unblinkingly.

After exhausting her lifelong learning, a word came to her mind.

Emerge from the cocoon and become a butterfly.

Destiny is really wonderful. She would never have thought that a friend she made casually out of boredom two months ago would transform into a beautiful butterfly at this moment.

"When the scenery is clear, maybe you will accompany me to watch the flowing water..." Just when he sang this line, Gu Mingjun and Song Qiao on the stage looked at each other.

There were so many people in the audience, and she was very sure that Song Qiao was looking at her.

It was affectionate, lingering, and gentle that made her heart tremble.

"I do..." Gu Mingjun murmured. She was shocked. Before she could react, she heard thunderous applause.

The person in charge of the live broadcast arranged by Zhang Quan was only focused on listening to the music and forgot to turn off the live broadcast! At this time, I was awakened by the applause, and I was so frightened that I quickly closed it.

But it was too late. Thanks to Zhang Quan's amazing assist, those on the Internet who originally doubted Luo Shen's lip-synching suffered a heavy blow.

The heat that had just wanted to go down surged again.

The number of fans of Luo Shen exceeded one million.

After the song ended, Song Qiao quietly left backstage. She didn't want to be watched, and there was nothing to watch next. If it weren't for this show, she would have left long ago.

Not far out of the auditorium door, someone caught up with him.

The autumn night was still a bit cool. Song Qiao was wearing a school uniform jacket and carrying a clothing bag in his hand. Hearing this, he looked back, and behind him was the panting and imageless Gu Mingjun.

Gu Mingjun bent over and put his hands on his knees to catch his breath, "Why are you... walking so fast... I'm so exhausted..."

Under the bright street lights, Song Qiao looked as beautiful as a fairy, which was indeed the case in Gu Mingjun's eyes, so she gasped while admiring Song Qiao's face.

"Are you chasing me?" Song Qiao asked.

Gu Mingjun sneered: "When did I chase you? Didn't you chase me? Figure out the order!"

? Song Qiao figured out Gu Mingjun's brain circuit, and it was obvious that the two men did not have the same intention in pursuing him.

But Song Qiao didn't care. She stood there, waiting for Gu Mingjun to walk towards her. Probably because Song Qiao looked so noble and cool today, Gu Mingjun rarely sprayed venom. She silently took the bag from Song Qiao's hand and followed Song Qiao towards the dormitory.

"My kindness is strong today." Song Qiao said with a smile.

"Humph, let you experience the joy of being a princess." Gu Mingjun was disdainful, glanced at Song Qiao's thin body, hesitated, and reached out to hold Song Qiao's hand.

It was just as she thought, cold.

There is a big temperature difference between day and night. The autumn uniforms of the Ailey School of Business have long been replaced by long skirts, and flesh-colored leggings are usually worn underneath to prevent freezing of the legs. The dress definitely can't do this, so Song Qiao is absolutely cold.

Song Qiao looked down at the hand being held. Unlike hers, Gu Mingjun's palm was warm, like a small heater.

Because this body lacks nutrition, its constitution is very poor. Even if Song Qiao works hard to nurse it back to health, it can only make it normal on the outside, but it is still weak on the inside. During the past two months, every menstrual period has been a time of extreme pain.

Because Song Qiao has a strong tolerance for pain, so far no one has discovered that her menstrual period is actually painful enough to make people faint.

Song Qiao, who was warmed by the warmth, lowered his head and smiled, "Gu Mingjun, actually you don't have to be the princess."

"Huh? What do you mean? Are you going to abandon me and join someone else's family?" Gu Mingjun was displeased.

Not far away was the dormitory building, and Song Qiao's laughter was particularly clear in the deserted campus. "I mean, you can be my own knight."

A princess to all, a knight to myself.