The actor's daily routine

The first time Yu Qiao met Cheng Mi was the first year Yu Qiao left Shen Yanshu and came to the United States. In August, he and Shen Yanshu had not broken up at that time. At that time, he "didn't know" that Shen Yanshu's father had been shot and killed.

The young man is full of spirit and talent.

Adhering to the prompts given by the system, he perfectly interpreted an arrogant libertine. He is Yu Qiao, and Yu Qiao is him.

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Washington State, USA, late at night, standing in a bar beside Broad Avenue.

After walking in, the strong drums were clamoring in the ear, the colorful lights, the limbs of men and women twisted on the dance floor, getting close to each other, alienating each other, and every move was full of erotic and ambiguous.

The bartender was humming a ditty on the bar and shaking the bottle in his hand. The customer beside him ordered a cocktail. The customer was a woman with a charming figure and a pretty face.

"Man, today's business is much better than in the past." The woman raised her glass and took a sip of the wine, licking her bright red lips with her tender tongue. If it was in other bars, this sexy One scene is enough to make countless men and women scream.At this moment, everyone's attention on the field was attracted by another person. "When I came here a few days ago, the number of people was less than half of that here."

"It's very good. After all, the good-looking Chinese boy came to play and sing again last time to make money." The bartender mixed a new fruity cocktail, raised his head and drank it, and looked at the stage with admiring and fascinated eyes. superior.

The woman followed the bartender's gaze, raised her eyebrows, and saw the boy on the stage playing the guitar with a fierce tune and singing a high-spirited song.

Among the blond-haired and blue-eyed Americans, the elongated neck of the black-haired and black-eyed boy draws a beautiful swan arc, extending the entire delicate face, with smooth and graceful lines.Sweat slid from his full forehead, over his looming collarbone, and seeped into the black T-shirt. Under the light, he was incomparably sexy, like a noble black swan.

The audience shouted, "Chineseboy, onemore! [Chinese boy, one more song]"

In front of the boy was an exquisite guitar case, which already contained a lot of money. After singing a song, he put the guitar into the guitar case, lifted the guitar case and threw it on his back and jumped into the dance floor. He slipped out nimbly.

Yu Qiao walked out of the bar. The air conditioner was not turned on outside the bar, and there was a layer of heat in the air. Yu Qiao put her hands in her pockets and hummed a tune.

The notification of an incoming call and text message rang, Yu Qiao stood her ground, took out her mobile phone and glanced at the incoming text message.

Boring notification arrears SMS.

Yu Qiao took back the phone and clicked, "I'm in arrears." He lazily put his head in his hands and said, "I have to call Shen Yanshu and ask him to hand it over to me."

The mobile phone is in arrears, and there are thousands of mountains and rivers, how can you flirt, right?

He found a phone booth nearby with ease, bent his head in, picked up the phone and held it to his ear, and pressed a series of phone numbers on it with his slender, white fingers that looked like works of art. He leaned back behind the phone booth, took out a cigarette, lit it, and put it in his mouth.

There is a time difference between the United States and China, the United States has daylight saving time, twelve hours, now here is, um, what time is it?Yu Qiao took out her phone, it was two o'clock in the morning, and it was two o'clock in the afternoon over there.

The phone was connected quickly, and there was a lot of noise over there, as well as the teacher's lecture, which was a little vague and not very clear.

"Hello, Ayu."

Yu Qiao paused for a moment, then took out the cigarette from his mouth, "How do you know it's me?" He didn't use his mobile phone number, okay?Can he recognize this too? ?

Shen Yanshu stood in the corridor outside the classroom, with his hands resting on the long rail made of snow-white tiles, his eyes were slightly bent, and he said with a smile in a gentle voice: "I have a hunch."

Baby you are awesome!Love your premonitions.

"in class?"

"Well, I just asked the teacher for leave to answer the phone."

Yu Qiao stretched her waist, and was about to ask Shen Yanshu to pay the phone bill. Over there, Shen Yanshu looked at her watch and frowned slightly, "Is it early morning over there, and you still not sleeping? It will hurt your body."

Yu Qiao said perfunctorily, "I see, go to sleep right away."

"Shen Yanshu, my phone is off, remember to pay me the phone bill after class."

"okay."

There was silence, and Yu Qiao glanced around quickly. Shen Yanshu thought that Yu Qiao would hang up the phone, but Yu Qiao asked him to go to the toilet to see if anyone was there.

"Why are you going to the toilet?" He couldn't figure out Yu Qiao's intentions.

Yu Qiao's tone was a little offended, "Why do you just talk so much nonsense if I tell you to go?" Why didn't he realize that Shen Yanshu talked so much before.

After being attacked by him, Shen Yanshu couldn't get angry at all, he smiled and said: "Okay, go and see right away." He really went to the men's room to see if there was anyone, and when he saw no one, he replied: "Well, no one."

Yu Qiao laughed, "There's no one."

"Well, no one." Shen Yanshu repeated.

"Really no one?"

"There's really no one."

Yu Qiao snorted, "Then Shen Yanshu, let me call you bed."

"Huh...huh?" Shen Yanshu opened his eyes wide in astonishment, his hormones soared rapidly, dyeing his entire impeccable face with a thin layer of red, but his ears were already so red that they were about to bleed, "Nonsense! ’ he reprimanded softly.

Yu Qiao smiled happily in the phone booth. He threatened: "Don't hang up! After you hang up, don't even think about me calling you."

Shen Yanshu, who was about to hang up the phone but accidentally pressed the recording button, didn't move when he heard this sentence.

At this time, Shen Yanshu was still a very pure boy.

Yu Qiao's eyes swept back and forth casually, and he yelled in his mouth. He yelled extremely attractively, and his tone was full of lingering ambiguity. Lust.

Shen Yanshu had earphones on him, and he hurriedly plugged the earphones into his phone, and he was relieved, and then he found that he had a reaction.

He was leaning against the door of the toilet, his breathing was hot, his eyes were a little lax, young and energetic, and his beloved's deliberate teasing made this young man who was regarded as a high mountain in the eyes of others unable to help but do what he considered shameful.

"Ayu...Ayu..." He murmured and called over and over again, his tone full of longing and fascination for his loved one.

Yu Qiao leaned against the glass wall very satisfied, her dark eyes bent into a beautiful crescent shape, her beautiful lips let out a moan that was even more seductive, until Shen Yanshu suddenly became more gasping, and finally let go after releasing her. The sound of a sigh of relief.

Yu Qiao stopped. He picked up the phone and placed it high above his head to tap it. He clicked, "Shen Yanshu, 49 minutes."

Afterwards, Shen Yanshu blushed with shame, and didn't know what to say to face Yu Qiao, but even in such embarrassment, he didn't hang up Yu Qiao's phone.

Yu Qiao smiled and hung up the phone.

He thought to himself that they were going to break up sooner or later anyway, and this time was enough for him to spend a few years alone in the empty house or something.

Yu Qiao whistled happily, put the phone back in her pocket and opened the door of the phone booth, ready to go back to sleep over the wall.

He pushed open the glass door, his eyes drifting back habitually.

With this flutter, he couldn't help but scream in his heart! mmp lost a lot!

Although the phone booth had a glass door, the side where the phone was installed was a blind spot. He turned around and noticed a person standing there. He couldn't see clearly, but he was definitely a man.Nonsense, have you ever seen a woman who is 1.8 meters five!

Yu Qiao paused for a moment, then walked away calmly.

The world is so big, if you lose money, you lose money. Anyway, you won't be able to meet each other in the future, and even if you do, you probably won't recognize each other.

With such an optimistic thought, Yu Qiao went back to the dormitory humming the tune of oops, pretending not to notice.

At this time, the school was closed, so they had to climb over the wall. The back wall of their school was very high, but there was a big tree. Yu Qiao climbed up the tree with a guitar on her back, grabbed the branch with her hands and jumped towards the wall, holding on After the body, he leisurely recited a poem: "Your high walls, why do you stop my ambitions."

Probably because she got carried away with complacency, Yu Qiao slipped and fell down.

"Ouch! It hurts labor and capital!"

The corner of the system's mouth twitched, it deserves it, telling you to pretend.

The pretending Yu Qiao was injured and returned to the dormitory. Their dormitory is on the first floor, and the iron railing window was welded on the first floor. Yes, but it can be removed from the inside.

So in the middle of the night, all the members of dormitory 102 were sleeping when they suddenly heard someone knocking lightly on the window and humming intermittently: "I'm back~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~"

"Fuck! It's a ghost or a human!" The black man jumped up from the bed.

Yu Qiao was silent for a while, then shouted, "Didn't you hear that the mp opened the window for labor and management?"

The dormitory aunt who was still sleeping heard someone shouting, got up in a daze, held the flashlight and stuck her head out of the window to take a picture. Seeing no one, she thought she was hallucinating and misheard, so she turned off the flashlight, closed the window and went back to bed continue to sleep.

Yu Qiao, who turned into the dormitory, covered her bleeding head with one hand, and the people in the dormitory woke up one after another, a total of three, and turned on the desk lamp in a daze, saying shit.

"God! What's wrong with your head!" The white roommate lowered his voice and couldn't believe it. How could Yu Qiao be disfigured as soon as he went out!

Yu Qiao said calmly, "Give me the medicine, hydrogen peroxide, and OK bandage."

Because it is a professional dormitory for climbing over the wall, the problem of getting injured due to mistakes in climbing over the wall has been considered, and medical things are indispensable.

The black man dug out the medicine box, took out the OK bandage and the medicine, and handed them to Yu Qiao.

Yu Qiao poured hydrogen peroxide on his head, sprinkled the medicine on it, and wrapped it with a beautiful bow tie with an OK bandage. The method was neat and skilled, and it could be concluded that it was not the first time he fell off the wall.

After bandaging, Yu Qiao was silent for a while.

The roommate was trembling, "Qiao Er, does it hurt?"

"Why are you here to try?" Yu Qiao looked over coolly.

The person who asked the question quickly shook his head and said with an embarrassed smile: "I won't try it, haha."

Pulusi's desk lamp was shining on Yu Qiao, and he said seriously, "I think I should tell you something, Qiaoer."

"Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let it go quickly, don't babble at me." The injured Yu Qiao said in a very aggressive tone.

"Today is Kensting's class."

"Hmm..." Yu Qiao got up and opened the cabinet to get mineral water.

"Then I will answer for you when he rolls the roll."

"Yes." Yu Qiao unscrewed the bottle cap of the mineral water.

"But Professor Kensting paid special attention to you, so he discovered the fact that you skipped class."

Yu Qiao: "..." The hand holding the bottle cap did not move.

"Then he asked you to go to his house for tea tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he looked at Yu Qiao's expression nervously.

Yu Qiao raised her head and took a sip of water, put the lid on and threw the mineral water on her bed, still said calmly, and picked up a basin to scoop water from the bucket to wash her face.

"Aren't you nervous, Joel? I heard that Professor Kensting is the most eccentric professor in our school."

Yu Qiao tilted her head, "I heard that Professor Kensting's wife cooks delicious food."

The black chick pecked at the rice and nodded, "People who have eaten it say it's delicious."

"How does it compare to Forbes Restaurant?" Yu Qiao bared her canine teeth.

"Professor Kensting's wife is the original chef of the Forbes restaurant." Galil said.

Yu Qiao wiped her face with a handkerchief.

He decided that he would go to Cengfan tomorrow, and see if he could get a long-term one by the way.

They had no class the next day, and Yu Qiao left the dormitory with a guitar on her back. Their school has a special villa for professors, not very far from the student dormitory.

When he arrived, he asked the doorman for the house number of Professor Kensting, and the answer was 507. Yu Qiao walked in the direction pointed by the doorman and found Villa No. 507.

He knocked on the door.

Soon the door opened, and Professor Kensting saw him with a cold expression on his face, "Come here?"

Yu Qiao showed a very obedient smile, showing two small canine teeth, "Hello, professor, I'm here for tea." By the way, I bought a long-term meal ticket.

Professor Kensting pointed aside, "Change your shoes, I have a cleanliness."

Yu Qiao changed her shoes with a bright smile, and she didn't show any dissatisfaction or disrespect during the period. Professor Kensting's complexion improved a lot, and asked Yu Qiao to sit down and pour tea for Yu Qiao.

It's really drinking tea, there is no lie.

"If I remember correctly, you have already skipped my class six times before the end of this semester." You must know that his class is the dream of others, but he was skipped six times in a row, which made Ken Si Ding couldn't help doubting himself.

"What are you doing skipping class? A Chinese boy." He looked at Yu Qiao deeply.

Yu Qiao said frankly, "Cultivate outside." She is about to become a fairy.

"Cultivating outside?"

"That's right, professor. In fact, I've been studying outside, and I don't dare to slack off about music. It's just that the learning method may be different for most people." Yu Qiao began to fool around.

However, how could Professor Kensting believe him so easily? He said unceremoniously: "I won't believe what you say, unless you can prove your strength to me, even if you don't listen to my class, you will Can have a level beyond ordinary people.”

Sure enough.

From the test of Professor Kensting.

"If you can't reach the level I am satisfied with, I will label you unqualified at the end of the semester." Unqualified means that whether you can get a graduation certificate is a problem, and what the other party said is not a lie, because Yu Qiao is not the first One, and it won't be the last.

How embarrassing it is to not get a graduation certificate. You can't pretend to be forced even when you return to China. How could Yu Qiao allow such a thing to happen.

He put down the guitar case from behind, turned around and opened the case to take out the guitar, and said with a smile: "Led Zeppelin's "Stairway to Heaven" is pretty good, I like it very much, play this song for the teacher."

Professor Kensting raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Yuqiao seriously.

He put the tea on the coffee table, sat on the sofa with his right leg resting on his left leg, stretched out his hand and said, "Let's start."

"Stairway to Heaven" is the masterpiece of Led Zeppelin.

One of the world famous rock music.

It tells the story of a young girl who fell into the abyss of money and sold her soul, and she thought that was the paradise in her mind.From the very beautiful broken chords at the beginning to Robert Plant's unique voice to Jimmy Page's famous solo at the end of the song, this song "Stairway To Heaven" has become an immortal classic.

At this time, Yu Qiao's psychological quality cultivated in playing and singing in the bar was reflected.

Unlike the students in the school, his music skills are more casual, without the slightest timidity. When he plays the guitar, he seems to be immersed in his own world, unrestrained, free, wanton, and crazy about money.

The author has something to say: The guitar music information is taken from Baidu.