Sunday, 8 p.m.

In the auditorium of Huaxia Conservatory of Music, the crowd was full of voices, and the atmosphere reached a peak.

At this time, the program performed on the stage was a drama prepared by Zhao Yuwei and Tong Yan, together with Zhang Ruoyun, Lei Hong, and Zhang Xingyi.

The stage background is restored one-to-one according to the Balu Club of Changjie outside the school, and all the stories in the drama are also unfolded in this background.

Under the stage, in addition to the school newspaper reporters, there are also many entertainment news reporters.

The many students sitting in the audience were very excited to see the big stars that they could only see on the screen appear in front of them.

Of course, Zhang Lin, the owner of the Balu Society, was also excited.

Looking at Zhang Lin, who was dancing with excitement around him, Lin Qian shook his head helplessly.

For the drama on the stage, Lin Qian is not interested in it at all, during the rehearsal of the drama, Lin Qian often goes to visit the class, Zhao Yuwei and the drama they prepared, Lin Qian has watched it at least ten times, and now he is naturally not interested at all.

Just when Lin Qian was a little bored, he suddenly found that Shen Ming beside him was in a state very similar to him, which made him a little puzzled.

He was bored because he had watched the drama, but Shen Ming had never seen it, so how could he look listless.

"Shen Ming, what's wrong with you?"

"Masturbated too much last night?"

Lin Qian asked curiously.

"I just ......"

"Gambling lost 500,000 ......"

Shen Ming's expression was extremely lonely, he pursed his lips, and his voice was extremely small.

"What?!"

Hearing Shen Ming's words, Lin Qian's expression became serious.

500,000 yuan, for Lin Qian, may be the money to go out and jump around, but for Shen Ming, it can definitely be called a huge amount of money.

The most important thing is that the nature of Shen Ming's matter is quite bad.

"Shen Ming, you're out of the picture, how did you lose this money?"

Lin Qian's expression was very serious, and he asked in a deep voice.

"Yes......"

Shen Ming still had that lonely and low expression.

"What platform did you play on?"

Lin Qian asked again.

Looking at his roommate's lonely appearance, Lin Qian was thinking about countermeasures in his heart, if this money was borrowed by Shen Ming, then whether he should help pay for this money.

Help, it's a bit of a helper, if you don't help, he can't sit idly by.

Lin Qian was suddenly a little nerve-wracked, and looked at Shen Ming with a little hatred for iron not being steel.

Penguin Platform ......

"Huh?"

Lin Qian, who was struggling with this, was a little confused when he heard Shen Ming's words.

"Penguin platform?" Lin Qian said confusedly: "Is it because I am lonely and unheard? Is the goose factory so powerful now? Do you even dare to openly get involved in online gambling?!"

"How many years have it been, and the happy landlord has been there for a few years, don't you know?"

Shen Ming raised his head a little dazedly, looked at Lin Qian in surprise and asked.

"Joyful ......"

"Fight the landlord ......?!"

Lin Qian looked at Shen Ming in a daze, as if he had been petrified.

"That's right, I thought the show was a little boring just now, so I played a few games on Happy Fight Landlord, but my luck faded home, and I lost the highest odds, and I lost 500,000 happy beans in ten minutes!"

Shen Ming muttered as if complaining.

"So, 500,000 isn't a soft sister coin?"

"500,000 soft girl coins, what are you kidding, how can I have so much money. ”

Shen Ming looked at Lin Qian with some strange expression.

"Very good......

"Shen Ming, you're awesome......"

Lin Qian "smiled" and said one after another.

Looking at Lin Qian with such an expression, Shen Ming suddenly smelled a hint of danger.

"Bridge bean sack, Brother Qian, what are you doing with your sleeves?"

"Of course it'......" Lin Qian's smile became three points brighter, and then he wrapped his arms around Shen Ming's neck violently, and pinned him directly to his waist: "I'm going to beat you!"

"Why?!"

Shen Ming's small body, where Lin Qian's opponent was, was directly rubbed by Lin Qian on the ground, and when he was rubbed, he shouted a little wrongedly.

"Because ......"

"You're short!"

Lin Qian tilted his head and thought about it, and then gave a reason.

Shen Ming: "???"

What can be considered a reason for this?!

Ma Lu and Jiang Ningchuan, who were sitting on the other side of Shen Ming, saw this scene and cast puzzled eyes.

"Boss, why are you ravaging Shen Ming?"

Jiang Ningchuan asked a little curiously.

"There's no reason to just want to ravage him. ”

Lin Qian's hand kept moving, and he responded with a smile on his mouth.

"Forehead ......"

Ma Lu and Jiang Ningchuan were a little speechless by Lin Qian's answer.

"Do you want to be together?"

Lin Qian smiled and extended an invitation to the two.

Ma Lu and Jiang Ningchuan glanced at each other, muttered politely for half a second, and then without saying a word, they pounced directly and joined the team that ravaged Shen Ming.

"I'll let you gamble online!"

"I'll give you happy beans!"

"I'll make you short!"

......

Half an hour later, under the chorus of the Conducting Department and the Singing Department, the annual art show officially came to an end.

Watching the cast and crew curtain call, Lin Qian smiled and gave the cast and crew his applause.

And sitting next to him, Shen Ming, who had just lost 500,000 happy beans, had his entire hair as if it had been blown up by a missile, and he was sitting on the seat a little woodenly.

The mouth kept muttering: "Why, why, why ......"

Other than that, it's just that the butt hurts a little.

Well......

It's just that when I was ravaged just now, the tail bone of my ass accidentally hit the chair.

"Lei Hong and they haven't left yet, I'll go backstage, do you want to come with me and have a look?"

After the performance officially ended, Lin Qian asked Jiang Ningchuan and others beside him.

"Of course!"

Ma Lu nodded again and again, showing some excitement.

"Let's go. ”

With that, Lin Qian walked out of his seat first and walked in the direction of the backstage.

Ma Lu and Jiang Ningchuan followed, while Shen Ming watched Lin Qian and the three of them leave one after another, he also quickly stood up, covered his ass with his right hand, and hurriedly followed.

"Minister Lin. ”

"Brother Qian, good. ”

At the backstage door of the auditorium, two students from the student council stood guard in front of the door.

Because of Zhang Ruoyun and others, many students gathered at the backstage door of the auditorium at this time, many of whom were fans and fans of Zhang Xingyi and others.

But because there is no backstage pass, these students can't get in at all.

The students of the two student unions are like two door gods, no matter how coquettish these little girls are, neither of them has any slack.

However, when the two saw Lin Qian, the two of them, who were originally expressionless, quickly showed a smile, greeted Lin Qian quite eagerly, and took the initiative to stop the surrounding students to make way for Lin Qian......

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