Chapter 63 (1/2)
Later, the takeout arrived.
Xu xiaoruan's arm is still hanging in front of her chest. She must have no way to eat. Finally, Lin Mengmeng helped feed her.
Although Xiao Tongtong wanted to help at the beginning, she said that there was something wrong with the school, so she left her roommate here with tears in her eyes.
Before she left, she also took away the monitor. There were only three people left in the whole ward. If the atmosphere was more awkward, it would be more awkward
Of course, this may also be Hao Yun's own illusion.
At least Shaolin Mengmeng didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and he would take care of people unexpectedly. He didn't leave here with Hao Yun until someone who was uncomfortable fell asleep.
Parking lot.
Lin Mengmeng, who pressed the key to get off, went forward and opened the door.
Hao Yun followed him to the position of CO pilot, but when he was wearing his seat belt, Lin Mengmeng, who was holding the steering wheel, said thoughtfully.
”Your classmates...”
”What's the matter?”
”I feel like I'm a little familiar...” Lin Mengmeng tilted his head and thought for a while, ”it seems that I've seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it again.”
”In a university, how can I see it several times?”
”So it is.”
They didn't think much, so they went back to school.
However, to Hao Yun's surprise, he was blocked as soon as he got back to his bedroom.
”Can you still play the piano?” Rushed to Hao Yun's front, small fat Zhou Xuan excitedly grasped his arm.
Looking at this guy's crazy expression, Hao Yun was stunned for half a second and said subconsciously.
”You recognize the wrong person...”
See Hao Yun do not admit, Zhou Xuan reluctantly took out the mobile phone, shouting.
”Nonsense, look at the clothes the people in this video are wearing. It's clearly you!”
Without saying a word, Hao Yun took off his clothes on the spot and threw them into the basin beside him.
Silly ground looks at Hao Yun this set of movements, Leng the next Zhou Xuan coughed a voice, embarrassed to say.
”Cough, I say Brother Yun... Even if you don't want to admit it, you don't have to take off your clothes, do you?”
”Go away, your father is going to take a bath!”
”Well, don't deny it. It's not a bad thing. By the way, let's make a discussion, can you record a high-definition video for me? I'll treat you to roast fish -- ”
Originally walking towards the bathroom, Hao Yun suddenly stops and looks back at him.
”What did you say?”
”... I said if you record a high-definition video for me, I'll treat you to roast fish.” seeing something wrong with Hao Yun's face, Zhou Xuan asked cautiously, ”what do you think?”
Ignoring his first half words, Hao Yun said with a black face.
”... did you send the video to station B?”
”No...”
”What's this?”
”This is the official number of the school,” said Zhou Xuan, laughing and crying as he watched Hao Yun staring at his mobile phone. He pulled down the screen and showed the ID of the author of the video. ”I'm sitting in the back, how can I shoot in such high definition.”
As soon as he heard this, Hao Yun snatched his mobile phone. When he saw that the head portrait of the author of the video was really the emblem of Jiangcheng University, his face changed instantly.
what the fuck!
The official number of the school?!
Careless
……
Time goes back to an hour ago.
At that time, after the performance of ”he ''sapirate”, it was not only the stadium, but also the live room of Jiangcheng university campus in station B.
The account number of the live broadcasting room is operated by the Propaganda Department of the student union. Some of the audience in the live broadcasting room are senior seniors who are lazy to go to the scene but are greedy for younger students. Some of them are students from other schools who come to join in the fun, as well as fans of MK band outside the school.
These purposeful audiences are actually interested in just one or two programs.
Spring on the Rhine?
Who has the taste to appreciate the classical piano music?
It's boring!
At the end of the first few wonderful programs, the people in the studio were almost gone, and the people who didn't go were basically hanging there, and the barrage was just two or three.
However
When the heart shaking piano music played the prelude, the curtain of the live broadcast room was boiling for a moment.
[lying trough, lying trough!! What kind of piano music is this
I feel like I'm burning
[is it spring on the Rhine? Did the host take the wrong program list