Cannon Fodder Has Love Dissipation System

When the three of them arrived at the central square, there were already several circles of people on the third floor and the third floor below the stage, and they couldn't squeeze in.Fortunately, they are all tall, and standing on the outer circle can have a panoramic view of the stage.

The band performance should have just ended, and it happened to be an intermission at this moment, and the staff moved the instruments to the stage one by one in an orderly manner.

Without the performance, the audience below will inevitably be a little commotion. Some people are waiting for the next show, and some are going to leave first. At this time, the outstanding young man walked slowly to the center of the stage with steady steps.

Behind him were people moving around, equipment being dragged, and there were chaotic discussions and noisy voices in the audience, but none of these seemed to have anything to do with him.He just lowered his head halfway, concentrating on adjusting the set-up microphone, looking calm, only slightly trembling fingers leaked a trace of tension.

He was wearing the simplest washed blue coat, probably because he was standing up straight, his face was very pale, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and the moment he raised his eyes lightly, he almost immediately showed a sense of dignity.

And after he appeared, the noise of the crowd quieted down for a while, and then a more heated discussion broke out, all of them were very interested in this handsome boy who was not in the performance plan on the stage.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost ready, President Li walked to the stage with a hand-held microphone and said, "During the spare time during the intermission, members of our Diligence Club will present a guitar playing and singing for you. It’s an important moment when the person you like expresses his love, I hope everyone applauds and encourages him!”

"It turns out that He Qing can play the guitar? I didn't even know that." You Ziyi exclaimed with his neck stretched out and his eyebrows raised.

"Yeah, I don't know." Yu Yansheng echoed in a low voice, and a subtle feeling spread in his heart instantly, making him frown involuntarily.

While the onlookers applauded, there were ambiguous and teasing smiles on their faces, and some eyes showed envy, and they began to guess which lucky girl could capture his heart, and even planned a plan for her. Such a grand and romantic confession.

However, as the music sounded, the knowing smiles on their faces gradually froze.

Familiar prelude, passionate drumbeats, and surging tunes, you can tell it is the classic song "Struggle" by the famous singer Yuanjuu, which praises the hard work and brave struggle of young people.

The young man was carrying the guitar, and his technique was really proficient, the chords were melodious and full of rhythm, and his voice was very clear and pleasant. It can be said that it was an excellent performance, but a series of question marks still popped up in everyone's mind:

Isn't it, Sir confessed his love and sang this?This boy is so heartless when he looks at a good-looking talent?

Before they could react, the boy performed another virtuoso guitar solo. In the increasingly rapid melody, President Li, who had already stepped off the stage, actually returned to the stage during the performance, holding a microphone and announcing loudly:

"Actually, this handsome guy's favorite person is every one of you who wants to join us and become a diligent member of the society. Do you accept his fiery confession?"

The original confession scene became a routine for club recruitment, and the painting style changed suddenly. The audience below burst into laughter, and Yu Yansheng's brows also unknowingly relaxed, and the corners of his mouth opened heartily.

Liu Hangbin and Xiang Haodong also came onto the stage with a small basket at this time, and the leaflets had been folded into paper airplanes, flying towards the audience below.

In order to avoid inadvertently hurting people, the nose of the plane was deliberately folded very round. The students in the audience stretched out their hands to pick it up with great interest, and the scene suddenly became more lively.

The corners of Yuan Heqing's mouth also rose. He stopped the accompaniment, held the microphone in front of him, and sang the last line of the lyrics loudly. Then he also took a paper airplane and threw it into the air with a smile.

The audience cheered excitedly and raised their hands one by one, but the paper airplane jumped over the crowd without leaning to one side, and just landed on Yu Yansheng's solid shoulder, poking him lightly.

He looked at the shining young man on the stage, and suddenly felt that his heart had been poked lightly, a little itchy.

After the performance, the next step is President Li's home court.He wanted to officially publicize the theme of the Diligent Society and the benefits of becoming a member, and Yuan Heqing finally relaxed after completing the task. He packed up his mood and left the stage, only to be blocked by people within a few steps.

His three roommates looked at each other coldly, standing in a row like the Three Musketeers, staring at him leisurely with their arms folded.

"He Qing, it's too much not to call us for such a good thing!" You Zi waved his fist dissatisfied.

"That's right, it's too boring." Yu Yansheng looked at him sideways, with a smile in his eyes: "But the performance is really wonderful."

Yuan Heqing smiled embarrassedly: "The main reason is that the time of this event was determined very late, and many arrangements are temporary, and if I know that you are all watching, I may be nervous."

"Hey, it's easy to say anything else, but your confession is really scary." You Ziyi said carelessly: "You didn't see it, Leng Han was so excited when he heard that you might want to leave the single, it was like asking his son to marry a wife Same."

Sensing the surprised gaze of the young boy beside him, Leng Han couldn't hold back, and turned his head and said stiffly: "I don't have it."

"Why not?" Seeing him denying it, the young man with an inch cut was in a hurry. "He Qing, do you still remember the reference book his uncle brought back from abroad? It's about this size. The one that was said to be very precious just arrived the day before yesterday?"

He gestured twice with his hand, and continued to say vividly: "When I flipped twice before, he thought I had thick hands and feet. It's a real treasure. But when I just heard that you want to confess your love, you don't want any books, just go straight to me. Throw it on the ground!"

...Can you not talk? The few people in front of Leng Han were trying to hold back their smiles, with a look of lovelessness on their faces, and explained palely: "I just think that it's such a big deal that He Qing got rid of the order and didn't talk to us first. , can't you be upset?"

The speaker had no intention, but the listener had the intention, Yu Yansheng frowned, suddenly realized that the inexplicable and uncomfortable feeling in his heart had a reasonable explanation in an instant.

"Okay, stop making trouble." He smiled and embraced Yuan Heqing: "It's almost time for dinner. To celebrate Heqing's great success in recruiting and performing in the club today, I invite everyone to dinner!"

So the group went to the small private restaurant on South Street lively again, laughing and laughing all the way, full of the fresh air of young people.

After the start of the winter semester, other than the change of the class schedule and the gradually getting colder, other schedules didn't seem to have changed much.

It happened that the school was closed this afternoon, and nothing happened until the evening.Yu Yansheng's team organized a party, because Yuan Heqing often went to see everyone's training during this period, and the relationship with each other was already relatively close, so he was also invited.

The two of them came down from the dormitory and walked to the garage side by side. Seeing that the people around him were absent-minded, Yu Yansheng couldn't help frowning and asked in concern, "He Qing, what's wrong with you? You seem to be preoccupied."

"No." The boy smiled dryly and sighed silently.What can he have in mind, isn't it a mission?

[Punching in today: Please host the host to sit in the back seat of the hero and feel the joy of riding together. 】

Thanks, I'm not happy at all.

On the campus of HKUST, students must apply for driving cars and motorcycles, and the approval process is cumbersome.Yu Yansheng didn't want to be special either, so his means of transportation was a relatively simple electric donkey.

This kind of small car is okay to carry a girl, but it seems a bit crowded to carry two big boys who are not too small.What's more, no one has had the honor to try the back seat of the male lead's car so far, so Yuan Heqing has been laying out the layout since the morning, and he must find a very reasonable reason for himself.

"Oh, Yan Sheng, I just remembered that I lent Ziyi my car, can I trouble you to give me a ride today?"

Yu Yansheng was about to answer, but a familiar voice came out from behind them inappropriately: "It's a coincidence that I met you, He Qing, I remembered that you had something to do at night, so I came back early on purpose, here, return the bike to you ,thank you!"

Yuan Heqing: "..." He gritted his teeth, squeezed out an awkward but polite smile and continued: "He just finished using the bike, so he must be out of breath and unable to ride—"

"Oh, that's right," You Ziyi, who had already walked a few steps, jumped back and said triumphantly, "I even pumped up the tires for you, don't thank me too much."

...Can you not speak, Yuan Heqing ground his molars, and couldn't help expressing the same emotion as Leng Han.

All the well-prepared excuses have been punctured, and this mission is probably about to fail.At this moment, he was covered in black air, and he was about to pick up his car in despondency, but Yu Yansheng grabbed his arm and stood still.

The young man didn't ask any more questions, but just smiled softly.He raised his head slightly, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of joy.The sunlight from outside the fence door slanted in and hit his handsome face, as if the whole face was shining.It is obviously sitting on an ordinary small eDonkey, but it is as cool as sitting on a cool motorcycle.

He held the handlebar firmly with one hand, maintained his balance sideways, and lightly tapped the position behind him with the other hand. His smiling eyes were amazingly bright, and his magnetic voice was like the music played by a cello in the silent Echoes echoed over the garage.

"Come up."