First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

This is the first time that the number one brother in the music scene has publicly admitted that he is still his first love.

The barrage quickly became a sensation, and the simultaneous hot searches also quickly made the list.

【what? What?Does Teacher Mu really have a first love? ? 】

[National evildoer or virgin?I do not believe】

[With this face, where was the little girl Huo Huo when I was in school? 】

[Haha, just listen to what the artist says]

【Husband, what are you talking about! 】

Although he had heard that Mu Ye had never been in a relationship, Song Jianchu's mood was a little delicate when he actually heard it from his own mouth.

"Are you shameless?" Bai Xingyu was startled by this person: "I don't know how old I am? Are you embarrassed to equate with other children? Can the nature of your first love be the same?"

"It's not the same." Mu Ye didn't refute, and smiled lightly: "Chuchu is a limited edition for the current season, and I'm an out-of-season product. Of course, our Chuchu is more precious."

[Why is it out of season? ?I just like light mature men! 】

【that is!The sexiness of a light mature man is unmatched by a little fresh meat! 】

Unexpectedly, Mu Ye thought so too, Song Jianchu slightly frowned.

Song Jianchu didn't think so.

First love is first love, they all have no love experience, what does it have to do with age?

Quickly glanced at the people around him, Song Jianchu's brows tightened again in displeasure.

And how old is 25 years old?Obviously still very young.

Because of Mu Ye's unintentional self-deprecating words, Song Jianchu struggled all the way to the cafeteria.

When eating breakfast, perhaps in order to match the program, the TV in the cafeteria happened to be broadcasting Mu Ye's world tour concert in Beijing this summer.

Over the huge stadium, tens of thousands of purple support lights flickered on and off, like a mysterious cosmic storm blowing through, illuminating the night sky of the capital.

The moment the melodious and classic guitar prelude sounded, countless fans in the audience burst into tears, and the teachers in the cafeteria also raised their heads one after another.

It is the last song of this concert, Mu Ye's debut song "SLY".

Hearing the familiar prelude, the barrage has already swiped the screen.

【Muye YYDS! ! ! 】

【Seeing an evildoer for a lifetime】

【husband!I love you forever! ! 】

Song Jianchu was also attracted, and looked up at the TV screen above.

In the TV screen, the man on the stage seemed to be a dazzling luminous body, surrounded by rippling purple support lights, and the hair on his forehead was gently blown by the night wind.

At a certain moment, I don't know what to think of, and those gray eyes with misty eyes looked at the audience, and a smile flashed.

The audience screamed excitedly again, and then calmed down leisurely when the sexy deep voice sounded, for fear of missing a breath of fresh air.

"You always fantasize about tomorrow,"

"But I am burying my bad self today."

"Aspire to be an omnipotent hero,"

"On a lonely cool night again, expecting someone to go through fire and water for you."

"For whom the bell tolls*"

"I`mtheslyone"

……

The young female teachers around have been addicted to the charm of the top music brother.

Song Jianchu watched the replay of the concert on TV, and his thoughts slowly drifted away.

Perhaps it was the young environment on campus, or perhaps it was what Mu Ye said just now that drew his memories.

He suddenly thought of Mu Ye when he was 17 years old and just debuted.

Song Jianchu was only ten years old that year, and was fortunate enough to watch Mu Ye's debut stage.

In his eyes, the boy on the stage was unbelievably good-looking.

With handsome and extraordinary facial features and a beautiful and elegant temperament, God designed this perfect existence, as if to make people crazy to follow.

The 17-year-old boy is holding the guitar, lowering his head slightly, plucking the strings with his fingertips, with an expression of concentration and enjoyment.The simple shirt jacket and white sneakers contrasted the boy's unreal handsome appearance, and the world was shocked when he opened his mouth.It makes people confused about talent and appearance, which one is the source of confusion.

Later, when he heard that Mu Ye was going to auction off his debut guitar, Song Jianchu made a request for the first time to his second uncle who "raised" him, and he participated in the charity auction accompanied by his guardian.

……

"What are you thinking about?"

Song Jianchu came back to his senses, he looked at the idol who was peeling eggs in front of him.

His eyes fell, and he settled on the beautiful finger carefully peeling off the eggshell.

That hand is playing the guitar on the TV.

Bai Xingyu looked at the person who had a great time peeling the eggs, feeling quite fresh: "Aren't you usually too lazy to eat anything without the shell?"

Mu Ye put the peeled eggs on the plate of the person opposite, wiped his hands with a wet towel, and said gently, "If you eat a balanced breakfast, you can grow taller again."

Bai Xingyu's eyes became even weirder: "..."

[Ah, ah, stinky treasure!you are so happy! 】

[Teacher Mu is really nice, son, you are the right person! ! 】

[The first brother in the music industry peeled eggs, envious]

[Is this the effect of chasing stars with money ability [Lemon]]

Song Jianchu stared at the unmeasurable egg on the plate, and was silent for a few seconds.

He picked up the egg carefully: "Thank you."

At [-] o'clock, the first year of senior high school began to study for self-study early, and the international class A was full for the first time.

Director Zhang inspected the morning self-study and found that all members of International Class A were present. His expression was surprised for a moment, and he laughed: "I heard that the new principal personally arrested you last night? When Xiao Wang meets Da Wang, someone can calm you down. Are you honest this time?"

"..."

The incident of International Class A overturning has been known to the whole school, and the second-generation ancestors of Class A couldn't bear the shame, and they broke down early in the morning.

When Director Zhang walked away smiling with his hands behind his back, the people in the classroom neatly took out their mobile phones and had a small meeting in the class group.

[Han Tian: Today is my birthday, and I still have to sit in the classroom. Damn it, I can't swallow this breath. I can't record their programs today! 】

[Ren Lin: You must spoil this shitty show! !Morning exercises today, the whole playground is watching the excitement, I can't even lift my mother's head...]

[Ma Ruicong: Listen to Brother Tian's arrangement!What a fucking fuck, these stars are quite involved in the show [rolling eyes]]

[Yang Weiwei: @韩天, are you not afraid of your dad anymore?Isn’t that your Uncle Song hahaha]

[Han Tian: I don't cause trouble, I can't work hard [bad smile]]

[Ren Lin: What do you mean? ?Quit making trouble again? 】

[Han Tian: Stupid, use your brains]

[Han Tian: Don't they want to be good teachers?Then I will let them be enough [smile]]

……

When the students were going to self-study in the morning, five star teachers moved into the office of the senior one teaching group.

"Hello, teachers." Pei Shinian greeted him politely after entering, "Please take care of me these few days."

The members went in with the cardboard boxes behind them, and greeted colleagues who will be in the next few days one by one.

Song Jianchu has his own principal's office, and he doesn't work with everyone, but he still comes over together, greets the teachers of the senior one teaching group, and then returns to his office.

Teacher Xu, the head teacher of International Class B, said with a smile: "Such a lot of male god teachers are sent at once, and the students in our class are all very excited."

The other teachers echoed: "Yes, the students in our class were fried last night."

Bai Xingyu apologized: "I'm really sorry, we will try to minimize the impact on the students these few days."

"It doesn't have any impact on our classes." Teacher Xu said worriedly: "It's mainly the International Class A you lead. You must be careful not to be bullied by those children."

Pei Shinian laughed and said, "They? I trained them to be submissive this morning. They're all paper tigers."

Another teacher shook his head and said, "Those kids have a lot of minds, they are rotten, you can't just look at the surface. When you fight against them, you must keep your spirits up."

Bai Xingyu didn't take it seriously, and sneered indifferently: "There is nothing to be afraid of a bunch of brats, there is always a way to deal with them."

Mu Ye put down the cardboard box containing the teaching materials on his seat, and smiled expectantly: "These days should be very interesting."

The teachers who came here have complicated expressions: "..."

Hope you guys are okay.

The morning self-study is over, and the first class of International Class A is chemistry, and Mr. Lu is ready to rush to the front line.

Bai Xingyu: "Teacher Lu, come on!"

Pei Shinian: "Come on, Brother Lu! Take down those brats!"

Mu Ye: "Teacher Lu, come on."

Teacher Lu Gao picked up the textbook with a cold face and went to class.

The newcomers were so energetic that the office was infused with fresh blood, and the teachers all laughed.

Ten minutes later, Lu Shen returned to the office with a dark face.

Everyone: "?"

Bai Xingyu saw that this person's expression was wrong, and asked, "What's wrong? Did you get bullied?"

Pei Shinian was stunned: "Brother Lu, you can't even cure these little devils? What the hell did they do?"

Lu Shen held his forehead in silence, and raised his hand weakly: "Don't talk to me yet."

Mu Ye: "The facial paralysis has been cured, these brats have something."

"Do you still dare to bully people?" Bai Xingyu's face darkened, he ground his teeth, and stood up holding the Chinese textbook: "I'll go to the meeting, a bunch of brats are going against the sky."

Pei Shinian worried: "Brother, you can't physically punish students, you will be accused of death."

"Don't worry." Bai Xingyu went to class and sneered, "We don't need big moves to deal with these little trash."

Four or ten minutes later, Bai Xingyu came back angrily, and threw his textbook on the table: "These little bastards!"

teachers:"……"

All said.

"?" Pei Shinian paused: "Brother Xing, you won't lose too, right?"

Bai Xingyu sat down heavily, took a big gulp of the clear fire tea handed over by Lu Shen: "Don't talk to me!"

Pei Shinian couldn't believe it: "Even my brother Xing can't cure it, how poisonous it is... Brother Ye, it's your class later, right? You must be careful!"

Mu Ye looked at the schedule, the next class is English.

With a calm expression on his face, Mu Ye packed up his textbooks and got up: "You two are useless, even a kid can't handle them."

Bai Xingyu glared angrily, "You—"

"What's the next class for International Class A?" Someone suddenly asked at the door.

Everyone in the office looked towards the door together.

"Principal." Mu Ye looked back, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he quickly complained with a worried expression: "The next class is my class, Xingxing and Xiaolu have been bullied, I'm a little scared."

Everyone: "..."

"Normal class." The person at the door said in a deep voice.

Mu Ye nodded, then hesitantly asked softly: "In case they bully me, can I call the principal?"

Everyone: "..."

The teachers have been in the industry for many years, and they have never seen this way of communicating with leaders, and their eyes are complicated.

Does this really work?

The next second, the principal narrowed his eyes dangerously with a cold face

"No need." Song Jianchu said coolly, "I'll go with you and listen to the hall."