What's wrong with rapper being 0!
Chapter 14
Yang Fengyu held his mobile phone in his arms, and Tian Yuyang came over after taking off his makeup, just in time to see Yang Fengyu's expression, as if he had seen a ghost: "Coconut, what are you doing? You won the lottery?"
Yang Fengyu immediately restrained his smile, and gave Tian Yuyang a sideways glance: "Fuck you. Are you going back now?"
"It's all right, you can take a look again if you want, this is quite interesting, you can go back now, or go out for a while."
As soon as Fang Cuicui stepped down from the stage, her face changed when she heard this: "Tomorrow is eight in the morning, are you still making trouble?"
Yang Fengyu somehow thought of Qin Fangcong who was sitting under the stage, "It's all here, let's watch later."
The auditorium on the second floor was specially reserved for them, and it was basically empty when they sat there. Yang Fengyu stretched his neck and looked down, as if he didn't see Qin Fangcong.
have they gone?
Before I saw anyone, I heard a few yin and yang comments from the front row, which reached the ears of several people:
"Let me tell you, something that developed underground like rap should stay underground forever, and it can't get on the stage. Which department planned it this time? Can you stop doing something like this next time?"
"Isn't he embarrassed? Doesn't he feel that he's out of class? Long time to see you, I can see someone singing rap in the conservatory. This activity went low in an instant, okay? If I were the leader, I would definitely be unhappy."
"Damn, that person is not from our hospital. Who knows where he came from. Regardless of his appearance, he looks like a gangster."
"Rely on the face, look at those little girls whose eyes are gone from laughing, superficial."
"After a while, I will call that Tian Yuyang over to ask. It's really unruly. Can anyone come to participate in our college's activities? What does it look like?"
Tian Yuyang looked over and saw that they were a few cadres of the literature and art department of their academy. They usually didn't do any serious business, and they had a lot of official authority.
Normal people in the Conservatory of Music would like to take a detour when they see them.
"Coconut!" Tian Yuyang grabbed Yang Fengyu's arm quickly, "Don't mess with them, these people are not good people, don't mess with them."
Yang Fengyu broke away: "You think I'm easy to provoke?"
Yang Fengyu took off Qin Fangcong's coat, carefully put it on the back of the chair, loosened his tie, and glanced at the serious Tian Yuyang: "Don't worry, I usually don't take the initiative to cause trouble."
AKA the little prince who hates people, Tian Yuyang is not worried that he will suffer from his mouth, and said: "There are still leaders sitting below, you must not do anything, ancestor."
Yang Fengyu didn't answer, and walked in front of those people with one hand in his pocket, his delicate eyebrows were tightened, and his round eyes were a little aggressive: "They're all grown men, can't they gossip behind their backs?"
Those people were all taken aback.
"This matter is a problem with the arrangement of your student union. Tian Yuyang kindly asked someone to come to the rescue, but it turned out to be his fault in the end? What did you do in the first place?"
"Student, you are not from our college, what qualifications do you have to participate in our college's party? You are selling tickets in front of so many leading teachers, are you a scalper?"
Yang Fengyu lifted his eyelids, and his eyes were full of contempt: "You are so powerful, why didn't you go up to save the stage? Your music school is so powerful, and you still need an outsider to warm up the stage for you? Reflect on your own ability, and stop standing Talking without back pain."
"you……"
"Also, rap is just one type of music, there is no distinction between high and low. You think you can't get on stage, but the fact is that not only did I get on stage, but I also made the leading teachers in the audience wave with me. They were very satisfied , there is no need for you to be here 'I am the world'."
Those few people wanted to say something, but Yang Fengyu didn't give them a chance at all: "It's genetic to be handsome, and acquired to be likable. Just like you low-key gossips like you, no one loves you when you grow up to be Wu Yanzu. I'm not like A little bastard, I'm just a little bastard, that's better than you rubbish who only know how to talk behind your back, don't think it's so great to go to college, go back to elementary school to supplement your quality education."
Fang Cuicui was dumbfounded when she heard it from behind, but Tian Yuyang's expression remained the same: "AKA the King of People is not a name for nothing, it's already restrained."
Seeing that Yang Fengyu couldn't be scolded by that person, the man immediately changed his tone and attitude, "We college students can't afford to offend a vicious social worker like you. Xiao Chen, go out and call the security guard, and say that social workers broke in to make trouble."
Yang Fengyu showed disgust: "Brother, are you in love? I haven't touched you with a single finger, so what?"
The man turned his head, clearly refusing to communicate.
Tian Yuyang stepped forward and said to the person: "Senior, it was only before the rehearsal that the program was found to be insufficient this time. It is indeed the student union's fault, and if I remember correctly, your art department is responsible for this part."
"That's why you called the society people to sing some inexplicable songs?"
"I'll say it again," Yang Fengyu suppressed some anger in his voice, "Rap is also a type of song. You can be narrow-minded, you don't need to understand or appreciate it, but the niche of rap is not the reason for you to wantonly slander it!"
"Sorry, I think it's low, it just can't get on the stage. If you look at the teachers in our school, which one is engaged in this?"
This person made it clear that he deliberately stepped on Yang Fengyu's emotional red line, which was completely unreasonable. Yang Fengyu was not a good-tempered person, so he didn't intend to reason with him when he saw this, so he raised his hand and grabbed the other party's collar.
"Hey - coconut!!"
Yang Fengyu raised his fist, but someone grabbed it in mid-air.
He smelled a familiar, cold scent of perfume, subconsciously relaxed, his hat was pulled again, and he slammed back into a warm embrace.
"I do."
The voice was almost close to Yang Fengyu's ear, low and hoarse.
Yang Fengyu was startled, and still angry, he just leaned on Qin Fangcong, muttering and complaining in a low voice: "Don't pull my hat because of what the fuck said."
"Qin...Professor Qin?"
Qin Fangcong let go of his hand, and stepped in front of Yang Fengyu, his eyes were as calm as water, "Music has never been divided into high and low genres, what matters is the content."
The man froze, Qin Fangcong was the dean who managed to get him back, and the school didn't take the initiative to give him a staff, so to speak, he used a studio and hired someone else.
I don't know exactly what the background is, but just looking at this posture, I know it's not easy to mess with.
"Are you the head of the Art Department?" Qin Fangcong asked, seeing him nod timidly, and said coldly: "The vision is too narrow, I can't bear it."
"Professor Qin, I... But he is not from our college? Even if we leave it aside, it's not in compliance with the rules?"
Qin Fangcong glanced sideways at Yang Fengyu, who was still blowing his hair, and nodded slightly, and the latter immediately opened his mouth like a machine gun: "Brothers, let's not say that the rules are dead and the people are alive, it is you I didn’t plan it well in advance, if Yangzi and I don’t come today, you just wait to be scolded, we saved you for free and you were scolded, are you outrageous?”
"I……"
"If you're jealous that I'm handsome and talented, just say so? Is it worth dragging rap into the water? Are you tired?"
Seeing that senior's face turned green, Tian Yuyang couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.
Qin Fangcong looked away: "I will report these things to Teacher Ren."
"Professor Qin, this..."
Just as he was talking, someone came in with two aggressive security guards. Just as he was about to point at Yang Fengyu, he saw Qin Fangcong beside him, and hurriedly said hello, "Teacher Qin!"
Uncle Security thought he was finally useful, so he rolled up his sleeves: "Which one is a troublemaker?"
Yang Fengyu was no longer afraid, and raised his hands expressionlessly: "Here, social personnel."
Seeing that the security guard was about to have a fit, Yang Fengyu planned to leave by himself wisely, but just as he was about to leave, a big hand patted the back of his head gently.
"Misunderstanding," Qin Fangcong said, "I brought him in, my brother."
As soon as these words came out, the audience was stunned, including Yang Fengyu himself who loved to be his younger brother.
A small farce passed, and those people fidgeted for a while, then left back and forth.
Yang Fengyu and Qin Fangcong sat side by side, and the atmosphere was a little stiff. Yang Fengyu just wanted to find something to say, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately turned to the side where no one was around, covered his mouth and sneezed.
Seeing that he was wearing short sleeves, Qin Fangcong asked, "Where's the coat?"
Yang Fengyu sniffed and pointed to the back row: "Cough...I didn't wear it because I was afraid it would be damaged by you accidentally."
"You still want to fight?" Qin Fangcong handed him the jacket, "Aren't you afraid of being thrown out?"
"Bah! That man made it clear that he just wanted to find trouble for nothing. Anyway, I can't bear it, and I can't bear being thrown out."
Qin Fangcong: "Then I came early."
"That's not true..." Yang Fengyu scratched the back of his head, "I haven't won a fight in so many years. But it doesn't matter, I lose if I lose, I don't suffer."
Qin Fangcong lowered his eyes and remained silent.
That's when you're at a disadvantage.
The two didn't chat anymore, everything was normal at first, but after a while, the melody became more lyrical and moving, but Yang Fengyu started to fidget, got up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Qin Fangcong: "What's wrong?"
"fine."
Yang Fengyu said vaguely, and quickly left the auditorium.
Qin Fangcong stared at his back and frowned, and heard Tian Yuyang sighed in the back row: "He has always rejected this style, and he basically doesn't sing melodies, I don't know why."
Fang Cuicui was puzzled: "Huh? But does he sing very well? His voice is also very special."
"I don't know either."
Qin Fangcong got up after him.
Yang Fengyu walked into the toilet with a sullen head, and took a handful of cold water to wash his face.
The sleeves of the suit jacket were a bit long, and water droplets stained the cuffs, leaving a small dark stain.
Yang Fengyu had no time to care about it, so he simply took a shower of cold water under the faucet, trying to calm himself down through the cold.
A drop of water slipped into his neckline, and Yang Fengyu shivered from the cold without stopping.
The door was opened, but Yang Fengyu didn't care.
Until he turned off his faucet with one hand, and pulled Yang Fengyu's shoulder, pulling him up forcibly.
Yang Fengyu was irritable, and just about to get angry, he met a pair of quiet eyes.
"No hat," Qin Fangcong took out a handkerchief and handed it to him, "Why are you suddenly unhappy?"
Yang Fengyu was inexplicably aggrieved, his eyebrows were twisted into horoscopes, and he said with a sullen face, "I'm just not happy."
Yang Fengyu immediately restrained his smile, and gave Tian Yuyang a sideways glance: "Fuck you. Are you going back now?"
"It's all right, you can take a look again if you want, this is quite interesting, you can go back now, or go out for a while."
As soon as Fang Cuicui stepped down from the stage, her face changed when she heard this: "Tomorrow is eight in the morning, are you still making trouble?"
Yang Fengyu somehow thought of Qin Fangcong who was sitting under the stage, "It's all here, let's watch later."
The auditorium on the second floor was specially reserved for them, and it was basically empty when they sat there. Yang Fengyu stretched his neck and looked down, as if he didn't see Qin Fangcong.
have they gone?
Before I saw anyone, I heard a few yin and yang comments from the front row, which reached the ears of several people:
"Let me tell you, something that developed underground like rap should stay underground forever, and it can't get on the stage. Which department planned it this time? Can you stop doing something like this next time?"
"Isn't he embarrassed? Doesn't he feel that he's out of class? Long time to see you, I can see someone singing rap in the conservatory. This activity went low in an instant, okay? If I were the leader, I would definitely be unhappy."
"Damn, that person is not from our hospital. Who knows where he came from. Regardless of his appearance, he looks like a gangster."
"Rely on the face, look at those little girls whose eyes are gone from laughing, superficial."
"After a while, I will call that Tian Yuyang over to ask. It's really unruly. Can anyone come to participate in our college's activities? What does it look like?"
Tian Yuyang looked over and saw that they were a few cadres of the literature and art department of their academy. They usually didn't do any serious business, and they had a lot of official authority.
Normal people in the Conservatory of Music would like to take a detour when they see them.
"Coconut!" Tian Yuyang grabbed Yang Fengyu's arm quickly, "Don't mess with them, these people are not good people, don't mess with them."
Yang Fengyu broke away: "You think I'm easy to provoke?"
Yang Fengyu took off Qin Fangcong's coat, carefully put it on the back of the chair, loosened his tie, and glanced at the serious Tian Yuyang: "Don't worry, I usually don't take the initiative to cause trouble."
AKA the little prince who hates people, Tian Yuyang is not worried that he will suffer from his mouth, and said: "There are still leaders sitting below, you must not do anything, ancestor."
Yang Fengyu didn't answer, and walked in front of those people with one hand in his pocket, his delicate eyebrows were tightened, and his round eyes were a little aggressive: "They're all grown men, can't they gossip behind their backs?"
Those people were all taken aback.
"This matter is a problem with the arrangement of your student union. Tian Yuyang kindly asked someone to come to the rescue, but it turned out to be his fault in the end? What did you do in the first place?"
"Student, you are not from our college, what qualifications do you have to participate in our college's party? You are selling tickets in front of so many leading teachers, are you a scalper?"
Yang Fengyu lifted his eyelids, and his eyes were full of contempt: "You are so powerful, why didn't you go up to save the stage? Your music school is so powerful, and you still need an outsider to warm up the stage for you? Reflect on your own ability, and stop standing Talking without back pain."
"you……"
"Also, rap is just one type of music, there is no distinction between high and low. You think you can't get on stage, but the fact is that not only did I get on stage, but I also made the leading teachers in the audience wave with me. They were very satisfied , there is no need for you to be here 'I am the world'."
Those few people wanted to say something, but Yang Fengyu didn't give them a chance at all: "It's genetic to be handsome, and acquired to be likable. Just like you low-key gossips like you, no one loves you when you grow up to be Wu Yanzu. I'm not like A little bastard, I'm just a little bastard, that's better than you rubbish who only know how to talk behind your back, don't think it's so great to go to college, go back to elementary school to supplement your quality education."
Fang Cuicui was dumbfounded when she heard it from behind, but Tian Yuyang's expression remained the same: "AKA the King of People is not a name for nothing, it's already restrained."
Seeing that Yang Fengyu couldn't be scolded by that person, the man immediately changed his tone and attitude, "We college students can't afford to offend a vicious social worker like you. Xiao Chen, go out and call the security guard, and say that social workers broke in to make trouble."
Yang Fengyu showed disgust: "Brother, are you in love? I haven't touched you with a single finger, so what?"
The man turned his head, clearly refusing to communicate.
Tian Yuyang stepped forward and said to the person: "Senior, it was only before the rehearsal that the program was found to be insufficient this time. It is indeed the student union's fault, and if I remember correctly, your art department is responsible for this part."
"That's why you called the society people to sing some inexplicable songs?"
"I'll say it again," Yang Fengyu suppressed some anger in his voice, "Rap is also a type of song. You can be narrow-minded, you don't need to understand or appreciate it, but the niche of rap is not the reason for you to wantonly slander it!"
"Sorry, I think it's low, it just can't get on the stage. If you look at the teachers in our school, which one is engaged in this?"
This person made it clear that he deliberately stepped on Yang Fengyu's emotional red line, which was completely unreasonable. Yang Fengyu was not a good-tempered person, so he didn't intend to reason with him when he saw this, so he raised his hand and grabbed the other party's collar.
"Hey - coconut!!"
Yang Fengyu raised his fist, but someone grabbed it in mid-air.
He smelled a familiar, cold scent of perfume, subconsciously relaxed, his hat was pulled again, and he slammed back into a warm embrace.
"I do."
The voice was almost close to Yang Fengyu's ear, low and hoarse.
Yang Fengyu was startled, and still angry, he just leaned on Qin Fangcong, muttering and complaining in a low voice: "Don't pull my hat because of what the fuck said."
"Qin...Professor Qin?"
Qin Fangcong let go of his hand, and stepped in front of Yang Fengyu, his eyes were as calm as water, "Music has never been divided into high and low genres, what matters is the content."
The man froze, Qin Fangcong was the dean who managed to get him back, and the school didn't take the initiative to give him a staff, so to speak, he used a studio and hired someone else.
I don't know exactly what the background is, but just looking at this posture, I know it's not easy to mess with.
"Are you the head of the Art Department?" Qin Fangcong asked, seeing him nod timidly, and said coldly: "The vision is too narrow, I can't bear it."
"Professor Qin, I... But he is not from our college? Even if we leave it aside, it's not in compliance with the rules?"
Qin Fangcong glanced sideways at Yang Fengyu, who was still blowing his hair, and nodded slightly, and the latter immediately opened his mouth like a machine gun: "Brothers, let's not say that the rules are dead and the people are alive, it is you I didn’t plan it well in advance, if Yangzi and I don’t come today, you just wait to be scolded, we saved you for free and you were scolded, are you outrageous?”
"I……"
"If you're jealous that I'm handsome and talented, just say so? Is it worth dragging rap into the water? Are you tired?"
Seeing that senior's face turned green, Tian Yuyang couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.
Qin Fangcong looked away: "I will report these things to Teacher Ren."
"Professor Qin, this..."
Just as he was talking, someone came in with two aggressive security guards. Just as he was about to point at Yang Fengyu, he saw Qin Fangcong beside him, and hurriedly said hello, "Teacher Qin!"
Uncle Security thought he was finally useful, so he rolled up his sleeves: "Which one is a troublemaker?"
Yang Fengyu was no longer afraid, and raised his hands expressionlessly: "Here, social personnel."
Seeing that the security guard was about to have a fit, Yang Fengyu planned to leave by himself wisely, but just as he was about to leave, a big hand patted the back of his head gently.
"Misunderstanding," Qin Fangcong said, "I brought him in, my brother."
As soon as these words came out, the audience was stunned, including Yang Fengyu himself who loved to be his younger brother.
A small farce passed, and those people fidgeted for a while, then left back and forth.
Yang Fengyu and Qin Fangcong sat side by side, and the atmosphere was a little stiff. Yang Fengyu just wanted to find something to say, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately turned to the side where no one was around, covered his mouth and sneezed.
Seeing that he was wearing short sleeves, Qin Fangcong asked, "Where's the coat?"
Yang Fengyu sniffed and pointed to the back row: "Cough...I didn't wear it because I was afraid it would be damaged by you accidentally."
"You still want to fight?" Qin Fangcong handed him the jacket, "Aren't you afraid of being thrown out?"
"Bah! That man made it clear that he just wanted to find trouble for nothing. Anyway, I can't bear it, and I can't bear being thrown out."
Qin Fangcong: "Then I came early."
"That's not true..." Yang Fengyu scratched the back of his head, "I haven't won a fight in so many years. But it doesn't matter, I lose if I lose, I don't suffer."
Qin Fangcong lowered his eyes and remained silent.
That's when you're at a disadvantage.
The two didn't chat anymore, everything was normal at first, but after a while, the melody became more lyrical and moving, but Yang Fengyu started to fidget, got up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Qin Fangcong: "What's wrong?"
"fine."
Yang Fengyu said vaguely, and quickly left the auditorium.
Qin Fangcong stared at his back and frowned, and heard Tian Yuyang sighed in the back row: "He has always rejected this style, and he basically doesn't sing melodies, I don't know why."
Fang Cuicui was puzzled: "Huh? But does he sing very well? His voice is also very special."
"I don't know either."
Qin Fangcong got up after him.
Yang Fengyu walked into the toilet with a sullen head, and took a handful of cold water to wash his face.
The sleeves of the suit jacket were a bit long, and water droplets stained the cuffs, leaving a small dark stain.
Yang Fengyu had no time to care about it, so he simply took a shower of cold water under the faucet, trying to calm himself down through the cold.
A drop of water slipped into his neckline, and Yang Fengyu shivered from the cold without stopping.
The door was opened, but Yang Fengyu didn't care.
Until he turned off his faucet with one hand, and pulled Yang Fengyu's shoulder, pulling him up forcibly.
Yang Fengyu was irritable, and just about to get angry, he met a pair of quiet eyes.
"No hat," Qin Fangcong took out a handkerchief and handed it to him, "Why are you suddenly unhappy?"
Yang Fengyu was inexplicably aggrieved, his eyebrows were twisted into horoscopes, and he said with a sullen face, "I'm just not happy."
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