Sword walking

On the day Ye Xiu was finally discharged from the hospital, Wei Chen came to visit him specially, with a pleasant smile, and asked him how he was resting and whether he felt uncomfortable, haha, hahaha, and so on. Very strange attitude.

But Ye Xiu didn't poke it, instead he answered all the questions with a smile, thank you, he rested well, he was very comfortable except for the dizziness, hehehehehe.

The two came and went, doing Tai Chi for a while, Su Muqiu, who was packing up his things, reconfirmed that there was nothing missing, quickly closed the zipper, and shouted: "The formalities have been completed, you can go."

"So fast! Then I'm leaving, Wei, see you next Monday."

"There's no such thing as next Monday, it's already winter vacation." Su Muqiu corrected.

"Oh, see you next semester. Happy holidays, old Wei." Ye Xiu waved.

Seeing that the pair of teachers and students really just left without any intention of asking him the real reason for coming, Wei Chen became anxious, jumped up and shouted: "Wait! Lao Ye! I have something important to ask you!"

"Just say no earlier." Ye Xiu folded his arms around his chest, "Quickly ask quickly, don't delay my vacation."

"Damn, listening to your words, I knew you were living too comfortably and completely forgot before I even asked." Wei Chen cursed, "There was an arrangement on the night before the Spring Festival, do you remember?"

"Uh..." Ye Xiu was concentrating on it, and nodded slowly after a while. Wei Chen had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Ye Xiu say, "You're right, I really forgot all about it. What happened that day?"

"Damn!" Wei Chen vomited blood, "It's our academy's annual meeting!"

"Not that day?"

"The original date collided with a presentation meeting, so the annual meeting was changed. Who said it during the meeting, did you forget everything?!"

Ye Xiu thought for a long time, and finally found this memory from the corner of his mind. On the day of the meeting, it happened to be the time when he woke up in Su Muqiu's bed and tried to get Su Muqiu to go to school instead of him.At that time, Ye Xiu spent most of his mind thinking about why he entangled with students on the bed and was rubbed by the other party, so he didn't worry about the content of the meeting at all.

Seeing that Ye Xiu seemed to remember this, Wei Chen went straight to the point: "I don't remember the date, but you should remember that you are the host, right? Can you do it?"

"I said no at the time."

"But you don't know in our college? There are so many old professors, and none of them wants to do this. If they are rejected, who can force them to do it. What's more, all the senior professors have appointed you to host, and the overwhelming approval is direct. It's decided." Wei Chen spread his hands.

Ye Xiu pursed his lips and frowned slightly.

If it was in the past, he would stop talking about it.This is just a small annual meeting in the courtyard. It is purely for a lively nature. Let’s say it’s the host, it’s just talking and laughing on the stage, letting people draw lots, and giving out prizes. Even the lighting and music don’t need to be directed and arranged. There is a dedicated person in charge, and there is not much pressure to host.

It's a pity that Ye Xiu's injury was so untimely this time. Although a mild concussion can be treated as if he hadn't been injured for a while, there will be no sequelae. In the short term, intermittent dizziness, headache, nausea, etc. will still be unavoidable. Walk faster, and maybe walk into an S shape.It may be difficult to stand under strong light and sound effects for several hours.

Sensing Ye Xiu's distressed expression, Wei Chen was terrified, because Ye Xiu pushed this matter away, and it would be his turn next.While the two were looking at each other, Ye Xiu suddenly turned his head and slapped Su Muqiu on the shoulder heavily: "Mu Qiu!"

"What's wrong?" Su Muqiu, who was playing with his mobile phone beside him, didn't raise his head.

Ye Xiu hooked him to a corner: "When are you going home to prepare for the New Year? Is the transportation arranged?"

"There is no one at home this year, so let's live freely."

"That's it!" Ye Xiu nodded, "Then do you still remember that you once promised that if there is a concert, birthday celebration, FT or host to invite me in the future, you will participate in it for me five times for free?"

"I didn't..." Su Muqiu was about to refute, when he suddenly remembered that he had really said such a stupid thing quite a long time ago, he immediately figured out what was going on in Ye Xiu's mind, his face collapsed, and he replied three times sadly. Word: "...you are paralyzed."

"Hey, I'm not a stingy person, I'll let you host once out of the five times!" Ye Xiu gave a thumbs up.

So, under Wei Chen's worried eyes, Su Muqiu nodded resolutely, and said righteously that his mentor was in trouble. He was duty-bound and never shirked. Wei Chen smiled and slapped him on the shoulder repeatedly, "Okay! That's how it should be! ", humming a little tune and leaving, leaving behind the smiling Teacher Ye and the regretful Su Muqiu.

The schedule of the annual meeting and the performance content submitted by the staff were handed over to Ye Xiu before, but he threw them in an unknown corner of the office. After the two were discharged from the hospital, Su Muqiu dragged Teacher Ye straight to the school, and searched for a long time together. , Only then did I find a few crumpled printing papers from under the advertising leaflets.

This is the faculty annual meeting, and students generally do not have the opportunity to participate. This is also Su Muqiu's first contact, so he opened the schedule and carefully confirmed it.

This year's annual meeting was postponed, and it happened to be held during the winter vacation. During this period, there were several rehearsals. As the host, Su Muqiu basically needed to return to the venue to ensure that every detail and schedule were perfect. He simply stayed in the dormitory for a few more days. Don't go home until the annual meeting is over.

It just so happens that not every student can successfully grab a bus ticket and fly home as soon as the winter vacation is over. In order to prevent students from having nowhere to go, their university dormitory will be open for a period of time until it closes on the [-]th of the year.Thanks to the elders and old ladies who take care of the dormitory living nearby, there are such benefits, and this time it also benefits Su Muqiu.

Su Muqiu lowered his head and seriously thought about the annual meeting, followed Ye Xiu's footsteps subconsciously, until someone accidentally bumped into him, gasped and rubbed his sore chin with a hiss, raised his head, and realized that he had arrived at Ye Xiu before he knew it. The dormitory is downstairs.

──Yes, he no longer lives in the seventh room on the third floor.

Su Muqiu's mood suddenly became gloomy.

When he was in the hospital, he shared the same bed with Ye Xiu every night. Even though they were so close, it was only because Ye Xiu was injured. He had a reason to pretend that he hadn't left and could stick to each other all the time.

And now... until the annual meeting begins, he might not see Ye Xiu again.

Thinking of this, Su Muqiu involuntarily squeezed the backpack containing Ye Xiu's belongings, said goodbye in a calm voice, and looked towards Ye Xiu.

"Ye Xiu, I...wait a minute, what's wrong with you?!" Su Muqiu was shocked, and grabbed Ye Xiu's arm.

The latter covered the back of his head with a distressed face, his brows were tightly frowned, his eyes were dimly lit, and he couldn't speak a word for a long time.

"Ye Xiu? Ye Xiu?!"

"I..." Ye Xiu's voice was so hoarse, it seemed that he couldn't even speak, and he pursed his lips after he opened his mouth.

The two of them stood in front of the door in a daze, with such subtle expressions and postures that a few students who passed by with their luggage pretended not to see them.Su Muqiu made a decisive decision and directly pulled Teacher Ye into the dormitory and brought him back to his room.

Ye Xiu was pushed by Su Muqiu to sit down on the edge of the bed. He knelt in front of Ye Xiu on one knee, looked at him with a worried expression on his face, "Are you okay? Is it because of a concussion? The hospital charged so much money and returned it to you." Wrong diagnosis?"

At this time, Teacher Ye was still covering the back of his head with his hand, but his expression became better: "Su Muqiu...Damn it, what is your head made of?"

The corners of Su Muqiu's eyes twitched, but he immediately realized that Ye Xiu was very lucky that he didn't hit the back of his head this time, but he still had a flesh injury and a swollen lump on the back of his head, because it was not in the way and Teacher Ye didn't want to look like a mummy, so he didn't Bandage, just wait for the blood stasis to disappear naturally.

Then, Su Muqiu, who was distracted thinking about things, bumped into him hard.

Embarrassed, Su Muqiu coughed twice, took out the medicated oil for reducing swelling and blood stasis, and twisted off the bottle cap: "Sorry, I'll show you the wound... Take your hands away."

"Wait, are you planning to..."

"I'll put some on for you, it's very effective."

"Where did you buy it?" Ye Xiu smelled a strange smell different from ordinary medicinal oil.

Su Muqiu pondered for a moment, and finally raised a bright and bright smile: "It should be...I made it myself before! Don't worry, the ingredients are safe and all natural!"

Teacher Ye stared at the things like plant branches and leaves floating in the bottle, as well as the carapace residue suspected to be centipedes and some kind of house insects underneath, and his expression changed on the spot!

You are so natural!

Huang Shaotian booked transportation very early, and was going to return to G City at this time.At noon that day, he and Fang Rui had a belated breakfast. The two made an appointment to play games together during the winter vacation. After eating and drinking, I waved goodbye.

He leisurely walked back to the dormitory, checked the time, and was about to leave with his luggage, but unexpectedly found that the door of Su Muqiu's room was not closed, and his voice could be faintly heard from inside.

"Old Su, are you back?" Huang Shaotian bent down and picked up a tie that had fallen by the crack of the door with a puzzled face, "Where did this tie get thrown here? Why does it look familiar..."

He was about to push open the door to ask, before he put his palm on the door panel, and he froze the moment he heard the conversation clearly.

"I don't want it! Mu Qiu... Su Muqiu!"

"Be good, you'll be fine soon."

"I... hiss, it hurts!"

"You bear with it..."

"Let go of me, take that thing away!"

"Don't move...Hey, hey! I told you not to move! It will be a waste if it splashes out!"

"Ow! Mmm—"

That... that struggling sound... is One Autumn Leaf?It was Su Muqiu who was comforting him?But it doesn't sound like it's through a network cable...and the content of this conversation...is it too much? !

Huang Shaotian's complexion turned from red to blue, from blue to white, and he frantically ran the barrage in his mind: "Old Su, I thought you might as well try One Autumn Leaf, but that was just a joke!"What's more, how soon after you get dumped, you change your mind and take your next partner back to the dormitory to make bed sheets, how urgent it is!And it sounds like One Autumn Leaf is very unhappy... Could it be that Su Muqiu is strong? !

In broad daylight, his roommate and old classmate across the door actually committed such an inferior thing, Huang Shaotian burst out with a sense of justice, kicked open the door and shouted: "Stop!"

The two people in the room were silent, but after Huang Shaotian finished yelling, when the door was opened, everything in the room came into view.

Not only the tie in his hand, the clothes on the ground were scattered all over the floor, and many of Su Muqiu's usual tidy items were scattered on the ground, mixed with winter coats, scarves, sweaters and so on. They were always on the single bed, with the two of them overlapping each other.

Due to the angle, Huang Shaotian couldn't see what the person being crushed looked like, he saw that the shirt on the other person was ripped into a mess, and Su Muqiu was kneeling above, firmly covering the person under him, pressing down hard with one hand. The lower back of the victim, the other hand was raised aside, and the fingertips were stained with oily and unknown liquid.

...Could it be the legendary moisturizer?Huang Shaotian was terrified, the moment he met Su Muqiu who was looking up slightly, he immediately tossed his tie, slammed the door, ran back to his room, picked up his luggage and ran.

Nonsense, smashing people, good things don't run away, don't wait for killing and abandoning corpses!Huang Shaotian flexibly forgot about the sense of justice.

Su Muqiu still didn't know what to do, he looked at the door blankly, and Teacher Ye struggled again, he hurriedly pressed the person down, and directly put the medicinal oil that was splashed all over his hand on the back of the other person's head.

Ye Xiu groaned again, and buried his whole face in Su Muqiu's pillow, feeling nothing more than heartbroken.

"Okay, it's so troublesome to give you medicine, I'm exhausted." Su Muqiu shook his hands.

Ye Xiu said after a long time, "...Who was it just now? It sounds like Huang Shaotian?"

"Probably so." Su Muqiu answered uncertainly, because Huang Shaotian's terrified expression seemed like he didn't know him.

He got up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands, cleaned up the mess, and then naturally sat down in front of the computer, turned it on, and searched for the annual meeting videos uploaded by others to watch carefully.

Teacher Ye got up from the bed after pretending to be dead for a while, and walked around Su Muqiu's room, but after a few rounds, he was not curious—he also lived in a dormitory, so there was nothing special about it.There was only one chair here, which was being used by Su Muqiu, so Ye Xiu had no choice but to go back to the bed, thinking about nothing to do, and leaned against the bedside to play with his mobile phone.

Originally, Su Muqiu didn't intend to watch any damn video of the annual meeting now, it was just after he pressed Ye Xiu and made him scream, he suddenly didn't know what to do with Teacher Ye who was shunned back to the dormitory by him, so he planned to watch the video to calm down Calm down, but accidentally saw that he was involved, and concentrated on sorting out the precautions for being the host. When he came back to his senses, there was no movement in the room.

Did he go back by himself?Su Muqiu breathed a sigh of relief with complicated emotions, and when he turned around, he saw Ye Xiu wrapped in a quilt very familiarly, sleeping soundly on his bed.

"..."

After that, Su Muqiu participated in every rehearsal, confirmed the process one by one, and asked Jiang Botao some details about the activities that he knew before. Ye Xiu occasionally slipped into the dormitory without saying anything, just playing on his own Mobile phone or Su Muqiu's computer.The latter didn't want to ask why, and felt that the current situation was good, and the time passed slowly. When he finally had some confidence in being the host, the annual meeting came quietly.

"Cough... Hello, teachers, thank you all for taking the time to participate in this year's annual meeting." Su Muqiu stood in the middle of the small temporary stage, a beam of light shrouded him, and looked down the stage, it was all dark and dense. who is who.Although the smile on his face was flawless, he was unavoidably nervous: "I am tonight's host, Su Muqiu, a first-year graduate student. Today..."

Before Su Muqiu finished speaking, someone suddenly shouted: "Student Su, take it easy, this is the annual meeting, not the company's annual report!"

As soon as this person yelled, someone in the audience laughed out loud, but it stopped quickly.

Scattered applause sounded, as if trying to cheer up Su Muqiu. I don't know which teacher or family member yelled loudly, come on, come on, making Su Muqiu extremely embarrassed.

There are only dozens of people here, and some people feel that his performance needs to be cheered up?Thousands of people and sometimes more than [-] people attended his singing sessions. When did such a thing happen, the opening ceremony was serious. Isn't this a way of showing respect for the teacher?

Since no one wanted to listen to his politeness, Su Muqiu simply smiled brightly and said in a brisk tone, "Thank you for your support! There are teachers in the audience, I almost thought I was here to publish a paper, if I accidentally said 'don't buckle later' Please don’t be offended if you say ‘point’ or something like that.”

Everyone laughed loudly, applauded thunderously, and the atmosphere became heated, while Ye Xiu hooked the corners of his mouth.

After Su Muqiu prepared for a long time, he said some interesting opening remarks quite smoothly. After inviting the dean to come on stage to chat a few words as usual, a burst of cheerful music sounded, announcing the official start of the annual meeting.

Their process this time is a game session interspersed with staff performances, and the finale of the lottery draw is relatively simple.After introducing the performers to the stage, Su Muqiu can take advantage of the gap to get off the stage and have something to eat, instead of standing there starving.

Of course, there were no other students present at the staff annual meeting. Su Muqiu sat next to Ye Xiu as soon as he stepped off the stage. In order to make it easier for him to preside over the stage, they sat at the table closest to the stage. Except for Wei Chen and Ye Xiu, the rest Seven are all heavyweights in the academy.Su Muqiu had attended the classes of several of these professors, so his shoulders were tense and he was quite nervous.

However, I don’t know if the teacher after class will become a different person. They get together not to talk about academic issues, but TV dramas and gossip. They easily and harmoniously pull Su Muqiu to talk about the mountains. The old professor even crossed most of the table and took Su Muqiu's hand to ask him to follow his Weibo.

"I added V." The old professor was proud, "Xiaoye, do you play Weibo? It's fun, we can... um... yes, we can follow each other!"

"Okay, okay, right away." Ye's master and apprentice nodded repeatedly, changed to the trumpet at the same time, and fanned each other with great enthusiasm for the old professor.

Su Muqiu was so busy that he sometimes went on stage to host, and sometimes stepped down to eat and drink.

During one of the game sessions, a very miserable colleague came to the stage with heavy steps, and asked with a sad face, "Why am I drawn three times?" Host Su comforted him, "If you collect five rounds, you will get one more prize." laugh.Ye Xiu's phone vibrated suddenly. He scanned the screen, patted Wei Chen, told him to leave the table for a while, and slipped out the door.

Contrary to the heat inside the arena, there was only white snow flakes falling outside, and a cold wind mixed with snowflakes would blow from time to time in the corridor. Ye Xiu leaned against the corner and tightened his neckline, and connected the phone unhurriedly.

"Ye Qiu? Looking for me?"

"Brother bastard, you this year..."

"We must go home for the holidays this year, right? Is there anything else you can say besides this sentence?"

"Brother, you actually have self-consciousness!" Ye Qiu was surprised, "I hope your self-consciousness can last longer. I will ask the secretary to hand over the ticket to you. Remember to send yourself on the plane on time."

"Secretary? I thought you would personally escort me to the airport."

"That's how it is, but..." Ye Qiu said, there was an echo of the airport broadcast in the background, "There is a little trouble in the head office, and I have to be in charge in person. I'm going back today."

"President Ye has worked hard."

"You don't need to be hypocritical! If you didn't sneak away back then, it's your hard work now." Ye Qiu snorted.

"That's not necessarily the case!"

"Anyway, remember to go home!" Ye Qiu emphasized again, just as he was about to hang up the phone and prepare to board the plane, he heard Ye Xiu yelling from the other end, "Why, you don't want to go back on your word and plan not to come back, do you? !"

Ye Xiu sighed: "I promised long ago that I would go back, do you have any basic trust in me?"

"No."

"This is a big misunderstanding." Ye Xiu shook his head and changed the topic, "By the way, did you book two tickets? What about the other one?"

"Oh, I will return it later..."

"Do you think there is a way to change the seat to someone else? For example, refund the ticket and buy the same seat again?"

"It's possible, and it doesn't need to be so troublesome." The well-connected President Ye said the illegal operation quite easily, "But why? Why do you need two positions for one person?"

"I plan to take someone to City B to play."

"What? Who?"

"Hmm... I haven't asked him if he agrees, maybe it's just me." Ye Xiu leaned against the wall, "Anyway, I'll leave it to you, Ye Qiu."

Ye Qiu hurriedly shouted: "Hello!..."

Teacher Ye cut off the call cruelly and let out a deep breath. The white mist blurred the foreground and gradually dispersed.

He stared at the snowflakes in a daze. A few minutes later, he moved his frozen fingers and dialed a number he had always kept in mind.

The other side quickly picked up, but there was no sound.

Ye Xiu pressed the phone to his ear, his voice was low and dry.

"Hello, Mom? It's me, I'm Ye Xiu."

"It's been fine, there's nothing wrong with it... How is Dad?"

"That kid Ye Qiu must have told you before, I will go back for the Spring Festival."

"Okay. You too. By the way, Mom, I'll bring someone back this year..."

The phone call with Mother Ye ended in a few minutes. Ye Xiu lowered his eyes and blew the wind in the corridor for a while, until the tip of his hair was covered with fine snowflakes, shivering from the cold, and then wandered to the bathroom.

When he returned to the venue, he unexpectedly discovered that the show was still in progress. Su Muqiu was standing alone on the stage, reaching out to touch something in a box with a question mark on it, with an annoyed expression on his face.Ye Xiu poked Wei Chen: "Still playing games? Why is this link taking so long?"

Wei Chen rolled his eyes: "It's because you've been there for too long, you've already passed one performance, this is the next round of the game."

"Then who was drawn this round, why didn't I see anyone? Could it be that I was drawn?"

"Oh, it's your Su Muqiu."

"Mu Qiu? He's not an employee, how could he be drawn?" Ye Xiu was puzzled.

Wei Chen chuckled, "Just now he drew a blank name card. He originally planned to draw someone else, but whoever shouted that it would be better to let the host play, immediately got enthusiastic response. Well, he is drawing game items. "

Ye Xiu also laughed, and when Su Muqiu pulled out the game item deliberately with a sullen expression, he applauded enthusiastically with everyone.

"Let me take a look... The name of the project is---Yuyin Zhuangliang." Su Muqiu read out the project aloud, and then raised his forehead, "Yuyinzhuanliang... Yuyinzhuanliang? Singing? Why is it singing again?"

"The repertoire! The repertoire!" everyone shouted.

Su Muqiu uncovered the second half of the note, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "God treats me well, the songs I draw are free to choose."

Wei Chen got up and howled, "Then what are you going to sing? Little Apple? Uneasy? Enthusiastic business?"

"Mr. Wei, you are talking about love business, right? Besides love, do you even trade enthusiasm?" Su Muqiu spread his hands, "I don't know what to sing, I am open to suggestions from the audience and friends, welcome to call."

"It's not on-demand on the radio." The audience laughed.

Even though he said that, everyone was really supportive, because Su Muqiu had a nice voice, and his words were straight and round, and he enjoyed listening to it, making people wonder what his singing was like.The name of the song was yelling everywhere in the mouths of the people, you said something to me, at first Su Muqiu was able to make fun of it, but then everyone's voices were mixed together, and I couldn't understand what they were saying...

At this time, a paper plane made of napkins flew across an arc, flew up to the stage in front of everyone's sight, bumped into Su Muqiu's calf, and landed on the stage.

"Ordering songs from paper airplanes? It's very innovative. How about just this song." Su Muqiu bent down and picked up the small paper airplane, without taking it apart, and handed the things directly to the sound controller with a smile, "I'm also curious What song, listen to the prelude, let's guess together!"

The sound control master operated for a while, and frowned: "Sorry, we don't have an accompaniment for this song..."

"Who ordered a song without accompaniment?" The man who had been on stage repeatedly asked loudly.

This was originally just a rant, who would seriously look for the culprit in a lively event, but under the eyes of everyone, a perfectly shaped hand slowly raised up, the other party supported his face, and his tone was quite regrettable: "Hey, there is no accompaniment, too Pity."

It's Ye Xiu.

Su Muqiu somehow remembered the lines from a short play, and slipped out before passing through his brain: "I'll sing it for you?"

Everyone roared with laughter, whistling and booing in all kinds of ways, saying that student Su is really a good student, or Ye Xiu is using him to oppress him, otherwise why would he sing the song without saying a word when he heard that the song was ordered by his tutor!

Hearing his answer, among the dense crowd below the stage, those black eyes that Su Muqiu was very familiar with widened slightly, and then slowly curved into a round arc of laughter.

"Okay."

He heard Ye Xiu talking to him.The arena was noisy, but Ye Xiu's voice was so clear.

Su Muqiu had the urge to smile, took the paper airplane from the audio controller and opened it, his facial nerves twitched, and the smile immediately twisted into a grin, he had to grit his teeth and stiffen his face to maintain the smile.

He said through his teeth: "Okay, the song that Mr. Ye ordered is... "Brother is just a legend"."

This, obviously, is revenge.Su Muqiu gritted his teeth and thought, took a deep breath, and sang without hesitation.

In the middle of the night, CV One Autumn Leaf's Weibo was updated. He uploaded a 4-minute piece of music without any explanation.This Weibo was quickly deleted within a few seconds, but his fan base is too large, there are always people who are used to saving it before listening to it, and there are still a small number of fish who slipped through the net, excitedly listening to One Autumn Leaf's late-night concert.

One Leaf Chenchen: The background is so noisy, I can't hear clearly...(T_T)/

One Leaf of Summer Sui Chun Luo: +1, what is One Leaf Great God singing about?Why does the tone sound painful...

Two Flowers in One Leaf: It seems to be singing please stop being obsessed with brother, brother is just a legend, brother will not be lonely, because there is loneliness to accompany brother...?

One Leaf Chenchen: Is this song a tune of this kind of mourning? ?God, what happened to him? ! [dumb]

One Leaf Bounce: Wait, wait, everyone, listen carefully, this voice is not Ye Ye, it's... Qiu Musu! ? ! ? ∑(ι′Дn)ノ

At the same time, CV Qiu Musu also posted an inexplicably creepy Weibo: Dear, turn around [smile]

No matter what happens afterwards, when a Divine Comedy was sung at that time, Su Muqiu held the microphone with a dazed look on his face. The figure standing alone on the stage was quite bleak, with a background of endless sadness, but the reaction from the audience was very enthusiastic, clapping hands. His palms were red. When Wei Chen was the first to pick up the plastic flowers decorated on the dinner plate and throw them at Host Su's feet, other teachers followed suit one after another. Surrounded by oil foam stars and sauce flowers.

"Thank you, thank you all for liking..." Su Muqiu froze, "Although I would rather everyone not like it..."

The old professor who had mutual fans with the two shouted: "You sing well! I'll take a picture of you and post it on Weibo!"

"Don't, don't, don't." Su Muqiu hurriedly said, "Actually, I don't usually sing this kind of song, really."

Seeing Su Muqiu's image, everyone knew that he was not singing the Divine Comedy, so they also asked curiously, "Then what do you sing?"

"Pop songs or more archaic...and love songs."

Whoops!And love songs!All the teachers immediately became interested: "Come one by one!"

"Uh...not good! I've already sung it, and I should follow the schedule to enter the next round." Su Muqiu was serious.

How dare they, they still yelled one song after another.

"Okay!" Su Muqiu put on a helpless expression of what I should do with you, "Then sing another song. But it's all my performance, so that's not so good. I'll pick someone to sing in chorus, okay?"

Everyone welcomed with warm applause.

After all, it was an impromptu chorus, and it was impossible to choose an unpopular song, otherwise another person would be picked up and stared at, and only Su Muqiu would sing, and the scene would be embarrassing.Su Muqiu directly asked the sound controller to choose the most popular song duet of love songs between two people. The latter compared it to OK and started to operate. When the music came out, the tune that was far from brother is just a legend made everyone very contrasted, and Su Muqiu was stunned for a while.

He originally thought it would be a funny saliva song, but the beginning of this song is really slow, too slow. He suddenly jumped from the lively and noisy annual party to the evening sake bar, and the audience did not recover from the contrast for a while. Instead, it was quiet, but fortunately, it was more cheerful later.

With the accompaniment of the song, Su Muqiu also spoke softly: "Two songs in succession are unexpected! "I love you very much", please let me know if you can't sing, we won't change the song, but we will invite you directly Come on stage and sing."

Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere picked up a little.

"Can you sing? Then I'll draw lots." Su Muqiu bent over and picked out the chorus candidates quite casually. He uncovered the name tag and stared at his teacher maliciously: "It's not that I don't want to report, the time has not yet come... ... Teacher Ye Xiuye, who is just a legend, please come on stage!"

At the same time, Su Muqiu showed the lottery in his hand, on which the word Wei Chen was written brightly.

Everyone clapped their hands and applauded. Unexpectedly, this classmate Su has a gentle face, and he is not ambiguous at all about his tutor!

Wei Chen was already laughing wildly and slapping the table, talking repeatedly about this trick, it's so wonderful, it's just and obscene.Teacher Ye frowned twice, pretended to sigh deeply under the expectant eyes of everyone, and got up with a calm and righteous look on his face.

"Little friend Su, don't you even know how to read?" Ye Xiu mocked as soon as he took the microphone on stage.

Su Muqiu felt guilty: "I'm sorry, it must be because my teacher didn't teach well."

"It hurts so much for you to say that." Teacher Ye covered his heart.

The audience laughed loudly: "Old Ye! Is it because you have done too much homework! Our classmate Su is so well-behaved that he will plot against you."

Many teachers in the Computer Academy knew that before Ye Xiu was hospitalized, Su Muqiu took care of him all the time, and helped with a lot of chores, and now he is taking over the chair on behalf of the injured teacher.

"Well-behaved." Su Muqiu looked at Ye Xiu with a pure smile. The two stood close to each other. Teacher Ye could clearly see "Okay! Did you order the Divine Comedy?" written in those light-colored eyes, plus He sneered furiously.

Wei Chen had laughed enough, and hurriedly added more firewood to the fire: "That's right, Lao Ye! Look at how you abuse people, how much Su Muqiu hates you and how much hatred you have for you!"

Unexpectedly, Su Muqiu was surprised when he heard this sentence: "Teacher Wei misunderstood, I clearly love my teacher deeply, and I can't wait for him to come on stage to sing love songs with me."

His surprise was too dramatic, it looked like a joke, the teachers played around, and booed Teacher Ye to respond to the student's bold show of love, otherwise he would not be allowed to step down, Ye Xiu cooperated with each other: "Yeah, I I like you too."

"How much do you like it?" Su Muqiu hit the snake with the stick.

Ye Xiu had no choice but to say, "In this life, you won't marry unless you're a king, or if you're a queen, okay?"

Su Muqiu looked reluctant: "It's okay!"

Everyone laughed, Wei Chen's expression froze, and he collapsed in pain, covering his eyes.

The teacher and the student guessed who would go first, and Mr. Ye won after a few rounds of draws. However, this song started with a female voice, so Ye Xiu was singing the female voice part.

The music officially started with the accompaniment, and whoever secretly asked the lighting engineer to make a request, the surrounding light that was originally quite bright dimmed one by one, leaving only a bright beam of light to surround the two of them, and the romance instantly exploded.

Ye Xiu had forgotten most of the lyrics of the song so long ago. He turned his head left and right, trying to find the reminder board in the dark. At this moment, the footsteps of the person beside him moved, and Ye Xiu subconsciously looked at Su Muqiu, who was staring at him. Eye.

In a few seconds, only two words remained in Ye Xiu's mind: so bright.

Seeing that Teacher Ye didn't respond at the beginning of the song, Su Muqiu winked, and his eyeballs were almost cramping from the secret signal. Then Ye Xiu picked up the microphone and hummed softly: "...but we can't help each other. After a few glances, the feeling is strong, and it has been discharged with a smile, and it has been hinted to the limit..."

Dazed for a moment, when he spoke, Ye Xiu used his original voice.

This song was originally just an ordinary slobbering love song, but Ye Xiu sang it lazily, and the sound control slowed down the tempo in line with his opening, and there was a little affection in his ears.

Su Muqiu had no choice but to slow down his voice, and sang naturally: "I am ordinary and you are like a brilliant star... I love you very much, and I want to be close to you..."

Ye Xiu: "Why do you waste any more time not hugging me tightly..."

Su Muqiu: "Sincerity is the most powerful weapon. I will try my best to make you more satisfied..."

Surrounded by lights, the two stared at each other as if no one else was there, with straight eyes, as if they wanted to use their lives to explain that you are my eyes. Coupled with the affectionate love song duet, the atmosphere immediately became subtle.

Wei Chen rolled his eyes and secretly looked at everyone's reaction with a guilty conscience, but they all had expressions of being moved, and the more emotional female teacher secretly wiped away tears, anyway, none of them frowned and realized that something was not simple.

After the teachers and students on the stage finished singing, they couldn't help clinging to each other and kissing each other to the death like Wei Chen was worried about. They thanked everyone for their applause very plainly, and asked a few words not to put the children with vegetable dregs on them again. The plastic flowers were thrown up, Su Muqiu continued to host the next event, Ye Xiu left, and sat next to Wei Chen to drink water.

Wei Chen hesitated to speak.

"You...you..."

"What happened to us?" Ye Xiu asked.

"You guys..." Wei Chen gritted his teeth, pulled Ye Xiu's back with his arms, and leaned his heads together, muttering, "Are you... that one?"

As he spoke, he touched the thumbs of both hands, fearing that Ye Xiu would not understand, he shook his little finger, and finally pinched his thumb and index finger together to make a popular little heart.

Ye Xiu suddenly realized: "Your fingers are cramping?"

"Depend on!