Goddess, Rival and Me

Chapter 18

Gradually, Qu Jingshu also noticed that Qu Ning, the lead singer, was indeed dissatisfied with him.

But Qu Jingshu thought about it, but he didn't find when he offended her, and he didn't even correct her much during practice.

Qu Jingshu couldn't figure it out, so he could only run to ask Fu Ziqi.

"Oh——" Fu Ziqi shrugged, "There's nothing I can do about it. She likes to make it public. She confessed before and was rejected. You are a disaster."

"So, it's because Mingbiao rejected her, she was in a bad mood, and I hit the gun?" Qu Jingshu felt that he was quite unlucky.

"That being said, you are not completely innocent." Fu Ziqi said something, "If you can't swallow this breath, you can go back."

Qu Jingshu shook his head, "She didn't do anything, and she practiced very seriously." It's understandable for a little girl to be in a bad mood after a breakup, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

Seeing that he didn't want to care about it, Fu Ziqi didn't want to be that villain who sowed discord, and concentrated on reciting her own lyrics.

"Quiet."

Every time Qu Jingshu heard Mingbiao call him that, he was terrified.How did you agree to call him that?Even if it's called "Tree Tree", it sounds better than Jingjing.

When Fu Ziqi heard this hot-eared address, she silently moved a seat to the side, letting Ming Biao sit next to Qu Jingshu.

Ming Biao was not polite, and sat down directly. "Are you the live broadcast host?"

Qu Jingshu glanced at him, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"It's all right. It's just that I didn't expect you to broadcast live." Mingbiao clicked on Qu Jingshu's Weibo for the first time. He never imagined that Qu Jingshu's Weibo had more than 5 fans!

More than 5!

Is this the amount of fans an ordinary college girl should have?

Mingbiao silently poked open his profile, which clearly stated "XX live broadcast UP master, black and white piano keys (room number: 1814483), fixed updates five times a week."

Oh, it turned out to be the up master.

Ming Biao silently stared at the two lines of introduction for 5 minutes.I can't tell, Jing Jing is quite real and not showing her face.Then he clicked out and downloaded a software directly. After registering in three seconds, he directly followed Qu Jingshu.

There was no live broadcast at this time, and Mingbiao bought the videos of the past few live broadcasts to watch.

Seeing him frantically turning off the live broadcast, Ming Biao couldn't help laughing on the table.

"Is the time of your live broadcast... all fixed?"

"Basically, at the end of the latest period, it's hard to grab the piano room." Qu Jingshu was still a little dissatisfied when he said this, and he could hang an oil pot with his lips.

As the end of the term approaches, it seems that no matter how early you get up, you can't grab the piano room. Qu Jingshu still has several pieces that he hasn't practiced, let alone the live broadcast.On his Weibo, the screaming fans have already turned several pages of comments.

Qu Jingshu couldn't help it, he was also very desperate.

He couldn't find the piano room, so he had to borrow the piano from the restaurant where he worked part-time to practice. There was no place to change clothes. It was already one or two o'clock when he returned to the dormitory, so he could only play a recording on Weibo to appease the little angels.Hurry up to wash up and go to bed, and I have to get up at five or six tomorrow to grab the piano room that I may not be able to grab.

At the end of each semester and the beginning of each term, Qu Jingshu feels that there are so many people in the school, as if the whole school is learning piano.

Seeing the sparkle in her eyes and the look of being extremely wronged, Ming Biao couldn't help but want to pat her head.

"If you really can't find a place to practice the piano, I know there is one."

Qu Jingshu's eyes lit up, "Really?" At this time, he was no longer that Bai Fumei from the Conservatory of Music, nor was he a cheap anchor in the live broadcast room who prevented everyone from giving rewards, but just a "take me Go to the room with the piano to do whatever you want" An ordinary student who is near the end of the term, has no place to review, and gets married as soon as he has a piano.

Ming Biao looked at her eyes that lit up in an instant, just like a little rabbit seeing a cabbage leaf, this time he really couldn't hold back, and reached out to stroke his long hair.

Originally, Qu Jingshu didn't want to hide, after all, the sponsor provided a grand piano, and it won't lose a piece of meat if you touch it, right?

But when Mingbiao's hand was about to touch his head, Qu Jingshu suddenly realized that his wig had not been washed since he bought it.

Qu Jingshu is not short of money, and the wigs he bought are also made of real human hair for a realistic effect.Whether it looks or feels very comfortable, people often praise their hair in the live broadcast room.

However, it has been so long since I bought it, if I touch it...

Qu Jingshu leaned back abruptly, avoiding Mingbiao's hand.He managed to make Mingbiao stunned on the spot, and the air became quiet for a moment.

Not only the others were stunned, but Mingbiao himself was also stunned, wanting to withdraw his hand in embarrassment.Qu Jingshu subconsciously dodged just now, but now seeing Ming's embarrassment, he inevitably felt embarrassed.

He naturally stretched out his hands to grab Mingbiao's outstretched hand in the palm of his hand, and shook it lightly, "That...the hair hasn't been washed, so you can't touch it."

Mingbiao only noticed that his hand was held by Qu Jingshu, and he could feel the calluses on her slender fingers from practicing the piano, which were not as delicate as ordinary girls.The fingers are also very slender, and the ten fingers are as round and white as green onions and white jade.

All the sensory cells in the whole body seem to be concentrated in the left hand, so sensitive that even the heat from her palm can draw a picture, which is clearly visible.

As I said before, Lin Zhun is a good talker. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help saying: "I don't touch my hair before I wash it. What about next time I wash it? Can I touch it?"

The crowd roared with laughter, and when they encountered this kind of kind teasing, they booed very positively.

"Uh... eh... that... I didn't mean it that way." If Qu Jingshu was still wearing men's clothes, she would have said "fuck you" and it would be over, but she is still a cute girl at this time The cute girl can only be teased weakly, and she even let go of Mingbiao's hand.

Mingbiao probably let go of his hand, and the hormonal attraction is not so strong anymore.Coughing twice, he pushed Lin Zhun who had a smirk on his face, "Go, go, don't bully a little girl, Jingjing."

"Hey, how come you are the only one who can be called 'Jing Jing', we can only be called 'Little Tree', this is different treatment! I said everyone, right?"

Everyone screamed in unison, clapping and whistling, not enough.

"Hey," Lin Zhun was not pushed away by Ming Biao, but moved closer. When Qu Jingshu saw him coming, he was in a bad mood. "Mingbiao, it's fine if you have the nickname Xiaoshu. You mean that we haven't given you a proper nickname for so many years. We've called you each clearly, and we don't dare to call you 'cousin', for fear You took advantage of it. Tell me, there must be one, right?"

Mingbiao smiled calmly, "Then it's called Patek Philippe."

"roll!"

Qu Jingshu silently nicknamed him "little bitch" in her heart.

Everyone laughed for a while, and then began to practice chorus, after all, time was tight.

Mingbiao stood up first, and then stretched out his hand to pull Qu Jingshu, but Qu Jingshu hesitated for a moment, but still put his hand in his palm.

As soon as Mingbiao exerted force, Qu Jingshu was not only pulled up, but fortunately he stood still, otherwise he almost bumped into Mingbiao.But even so, Qu Jingshu and Mingbiao got very close.

"I'll take you there next time, the piano room."

"...Let's forget it..." Qu Jingshu felt sorry for Lin Zhun's disturbance just now, and didn't dare to have anything to do with him.

"It's okay, I'll take you there, I won't take them." Mingbiao supported Qu Jingshu to stand still, and saw her ears were red with sharp eyes, and she muttered something, but Mingbiao couldn't hear it clearly when he was standing so close. I couldn't help lowering my head, and asked again, "What did you say?"

Qu Jingshu didn't answer this time, and ignored him. He didn't talk to him alone until everyone left, and it was obvious that she was itchy. Did she agree or not?

The author has something to say:

Have you guys noticed that I, the witty one, asked Mingbiao to ask about Weibo and WeChat in private?

Changed to a new list, this time our goal is still [-] favorites a week, um... really ambitious...

By the way, if you don't like me asking for collection here, everyone have something to say, don't do it, let alone delete me for collection!That's my lifeblood! Hey! (Erkang hands)