【Fragrance】It's not like this life

It's like bringing a super soy sauce bottle, the guy's favorite thing to do is to click "Follow in a team", and then run after him leisurely, without drawing a sword or slashing monsters , but occasionally typed and said something like "Ten Feng, come on", which makes people vomit blood.

Fortunately, Shi Feng is a good-tempered and good-natured baby type, and the task is not particularly difficult, so bear with it and pass it.

Half of the experience was taken away by Xiang Duxiu for no reason, and Murong Qing couldn't stand it anymore, saying: "If I were the top ten, I would definitely kick you out of the team."

"A Qing wouldn't treat me like this."

Xiang Duxiu took a leisurely sip from the coffee cup, and turned on the movie channel to watch the tear-jerking romantic drama "Lovely Oiran", which was released not long ago by Niyu Film and Television Group. starring.

"Hey, why do I feel that the boss of this Boqing restaurant is so much like Murongqing, played by you?"

Seeing the mysterious shadow, Xiang Duxiu couldn't help but choked.

Murong Qing smiled slightly: "Anyway, you don't need to show your face, just show your back."

Xiang Duxiu kept playing back and forth the scene where the owner of the Boqing Museum was teasing the white-feathered pearl bird with a bird-teasing stick behind the screen, looked back at Murongqing who was dressed in ordinary home clothes, and said seriously: "Ah Qing, in fact, you are more beautiful than me." That Huakui Yan Wushuang looks much better."

Murong Qing's blue eyes turned slightly: "Let's watch your movie seriously."

Daily missions can be done twice a day, with ten rings each time, the experience and money given are increasing, and the rewards for doing it twenty times are quite generous, so it is a must-do mission for ONLINE players together with the division mission.Qiuying Shifeng and Xiang Duxiu are both swordsmen, so they can also form a team to complete the task of the division. Xiang Duxiu's team will save a lot of trouble.

An hour and a half passed, Shi Feng dragged the soy sauce bottle and fought monsters very hard, and Xiang Duxiu watched the movie very happily.

The ending song of the movie was very nice, Xiang Duxiu couldn't help turning her head and asked Murongqing: "Who sang this song? Why does it sound so similar to Gu Yu's voice...?"

The corners of Murong Qing's lips curved slightly: "He sang it, but he is an online singer and doesn't want to enter the film and television industry."

"As expected of the person I like, with persistence!"

Xiang Duxiu's eyes started to flash again, and Murongqing helped her forehead helplessly: "Go ahead and play, I'll make lunch, after eating we'll go back to school."

"Aqing, do you want to cook yourself?" Xiang Duxiu looked expectant, her eyes almost watered.

"Eat takeaway." Murongqing said angrily, and went to the living room to order two pizza huts on the phone.

Xiang Duxiu blinked: "It turns out that Ah Qing also eats pizza, why are both of them seafood supreme? I want to eat crispy chicken, and I also want strong and fragrant chicken wings..."

Murong Qing hung up the phone when she heard the words, and said coldly: "You are not allowed to eat poultry, and you will not be allowed to eat it when I am not around."

Xiang Duxiu made a bitter face: "Why?"

"If you don't eat it, you don't eat it. Why are there so many..." Murong Qing became fierce again.

Xiang Duxiu looked at Murong Qing's swollen handsome face, and suddenly thought, um, actually this kind of Murong Qing is quite cute, like a tender yellow bird that can peck people somehow.

Well, it's a pity that he used to like to eat the thick and fragrant chicken wings. For the sake of Ah Qing, he had to reluctantly give up.

Naturally, the takeaway was delivered quickly. After lunch, the two returned to the dormitory.There was no one in the dormitory, and Crow Soul was out on business. As for Shifeng, when he was helping Xiang Duxiu with his homework, he was left by Taijunzhi to have lunch together, and he hasn't come back yet.

"There are two classes left this afternoon." Murong Qing took out the textbooks from the bookshelf, looked at the messy ground that Qiuying Ten Feng hadn't tidied up, and said, "You sweep the floor when you are free in the dormitory."

"I won't..." Ah Xiang replied honestly. "Just wait until Shifeng comes back. And I want to go to class with Ah Qing~"

Murongqing looked at him helplessly: "You are an art student, what music class are you going to take with me?"

Xiang Duxiu said expectantly: "I want to hear you sing." Although Murongqing is from the music department, Xiang Duxiu has never heard Murongqing sing in front of him, not even humming, which made him very curious.But Murong Qing's voice is so nice on weekdays, she must be very pleasant when she sings.

"Whatever you want." Murong Qing knew that if Xiang Duxiu made up his mind, it would be useless for him to say anything. Anyway, this afternoon was a music theory class, so he didn't need to sing.

Sure enough, Xiang Duxiu happily followed Murongqing to the music lecture theater. The classroom is very big, but there are not many students in it.Murong Qing sat in the third row by the window, and Xiang Duxiu naturally rubbed beside him.

The teacher was Du Henian, a lecturer in the music department. After listening to it for a while, Murongqing felt bored, so she turned her head to look at Xiang Duxiu, only to find that the guy had already slept soundly on the table.

Murong Qing looked at it for a while, and felt that Xiang Duxiu's sleeping appearance was very cute, so she couldn't help reaching out to pinch his slightly raised nose.

As a result, as soon as the hand touched it, A Xiang sneezed loudly, which made Murong Qing jump, and Xiang Duxiu woke up too.

"Huh...? It smells so good, the smell of Ah Qing~" Xiang Duxiu began to speak in class with sleepy eyes.

Murong Qing's face turned pale. Du Henian had already noticed the little movements of the two of them, especially the one who had been sleeping all the time. He disliked him a long time ago, so he stopped the lecture and called names: "No. The classmate in blue by the window in the third row, please stand up and answer the question."

Xiang Duxiu looked around, Murongqing was wearing a bright yellow coat, it seemed that she was the only one in blue, right?After all, it was in class, so Ah Xiang obediently stood up, her eyes full of confusion.

"Please tell me about your articulation skills when singing." Du Henian began to ask questions.

Xiang Duxiu had a bitter face, how could he sing?He still couldn't speak well, so he had to lower his head and ask Murong Qing for help.

Murong Qing wiped the suspected snot-like liquid on her fingers with a handkerchief, and ignored him.

Ah Xiang wailed in her heart, thinking about how to answer so as not to be ugly, thought for a while, and then replied: "The beauty of painting lies in the artistic conception, and the music is the same. The melodiousness of singing lies in the fact that "there are no words in the sound, but there are sounds in the words", so as far as this is concerned, singing must come from the heart, and as for the articulation skills, it is just a cloud."

When I said it, although everyone knew it was fallacious and the topic was wrong, it just sounded like it was extremely correct and impeccable.Du Yunian couldn't find anything to refute for a while, and he couldn't blame him for anything, so he just asked: "I haven't seen you in class before, is it a student of the art department?"

Xiang Duxiu nodded and said yes.Du Yunian asked him to sit down. After all, he wasn't his student, so he couldn't be too embarrassing.

As a result, Ah Xiang fell down on the stomach not long after sitting down, and Murong Qing felt very helpless.As if drowsiness is also contagious, Murong Qing, who was never distracted in class, even started to feel drowsy.

On the podium, Du Henian saw Murong Qing who was obviously asleep with his head half down by the window. The sunlight fell through the large windows of the lecture theater and reflected on the outline of that face, with a layer of soft gold edging. Too beautiful to be human.

Originally, Du Yunian wanted to keep Murong Qing behind for some ideological education after class, but just after class, before he had time to call Murong Qing's name, he found that the seat was empty, but the boy in blue had already Murong Qing pulled her away.

"Hey, hey, why are you running so fast?" Murong Qing panted slightly, didn't Xiang Duxiu say that her Qi and blood were not going well?How come he runs so fast, and he insists on pulling him along.

Xiang Duxiu was still holding onto Murongqing's arm, with a mysterious smile on her face: "Ah Qing, you didn't see Du Yunian's malicious eyes, if you didn't run faster, you would be in danger! "

Murongqing reluctantly broke away from his hand, indeed he could see what Du Shunian wanted to keep him to talk about, but how could it be as serious as what Xiang Duxiu said?Bad intentions, danger or something...

"Ah Qing, you don't believe me..." Xiang Duxiu pointed her fingers.

"Forget it, let's go back to the dormitory." Murong Qing had nothing to do with him. "Speaking of which, you answered very well today."

"False name, everything is a false name, it's just floating clouds~~"

Murong Qing sighed helplessly, at the moment she just wanted to pretend that she didn't know this person.

Back in the dormitory, Crow Soul and Qiuying Ten Fengs were there.

"Ah Xiang, Murong, you are back just in time, and you will go online to make a dungeon soon." Qiu Ying Shifeng said, "Taijunzhi and Choi Weiyang are both here."

"En." Murong responded, put the textbook back, and turned on the computer at the same time.

The tacit understanding of the regular team playing dungeons is very high, not to mention that the four of them are in the same dormitory. Chou Weiyang and Taijunzhi are both technical players, so they don't need to use voice at all.

Soon they got to the top of the Four Trees, and Chou Weiyang and Tai Junzhi got off first because of their busy schedules, while the other four idled around the Poetic Sky City with nothing to do.

"Hey, what's the use of this scroll?" Xiang Duxiu couldn't help opening the package again, and looked at the scroll of Bingjiawujingtian.

"Huh? Scroll?" Crow Soul didn't know about it, so he leaned over to take a look, "Right click and try."

"I clicked it before, it's completely useless, it can't be used..." Even though he said this, Xiang Duxiu clicked it, and found that there was a reaction.

The mist in the maze of the poetic Tiancheng dissipated, and a blue light descended from the sky.

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