chapter29

Lu Cong dragged Ren Zhen's arm to support her steadily, Ren Zhen's almond eyes rolled, and his tone was not friendly at all: "What are you doing? Let go! Don't you like to fight? Let's fight!"

Lu Cong looked at her with a hippie smile and didn't let go: "We were wrong, we were wrong, and we will never do this again in the future." Don't be angry, okay?"

Ren Zhen struggled for his arm, but he couldn't get out of it at all.

"You let go. Her voice was thin, and it sounded a little coquettish, and the young master Lu was flustered again.

He looked at her with his eyes lowered, his long eyes gentle and persistent.

After a while, he spoke slowly, and his voice was soft: "Shall we go to the glass room?" ”

Ren Zhen's head tilted up, it's not a big deal, why bother making such a hassle, just open a criticism conference.

So the two little girls left them behind again, and changed direction towards the glass house.

Except for Ren Zhen, everyone else went in for the first time, and everyone was the same as when Ren Zhen went in for the first time, sighing and curious.

However, today's task is not to visit.

In the rest area on the second floor, three boys sat on the sofa, and Lu Cong and Jiang He sat on the back of the sofa looking lazy, not at all looking like they were about to be criticized.

Only Mao Cai, who sat between them, was like that, sitting upright, with a serious attitude and a serious expression.

The two little girls are like talking about cross talk about what happened tonight, and if they don't react in the process, they will give some hints.

The fire was sprinkled for nearly half an hour, and now it was much more refreshing.

Shui Miao finally made a summary: "Okay, seeing that your attitude is sincere, I will forgive you, and I will not take it as an example!"

"Okay!" Lu Cong applauded cooperatively, and the other two people also clapped their hands perfunctorily.

"But..."Mao Cai came to give people their heads again.

The two pairs of eyes around him were almost at the same time, and they couldn't wait to rub him and throw him into the trash can downstairs.

Shui Miao lowered his chin: "Go on, but what?"

Lu Cong: Lao Tzu tried to maintain a polite smile.

Jiang He: Lao Tzu is the same.

Mao Cai: Can you wait for your son to finish speaking?

"However, being called a drama by others is really not good, this thing... It's not a matter of forbearance... bar..."

His words fell, and the next second the brothers sat down on the sofa next to him, wanting him to die brighter.

The black-faced sister looked at him with a pouting and an eyebrow raised.

Mao Cai swallowed his throat, and suddenly weakened: "I, I didn't mean that, I meant..."

"Have you used all the strength of your long brain to develop your limbs!!"

Shui Miao sharpened his throat, and everyone trembled.

"Yes, yes, it's in the nature of you boys, we understand. But! You can't use your brain, which is about to die? Your major is singing Peking Opera, not practicing sanda! You can't sing Peking Opera well to prove yourself? Besides, why do those people call us operas? Isn't it because they don't understand? Those who don't know are not guilty! If you have the leisure time to deal with those people, you might as well sing something and let them know that Peking Opera is not simply singing two sentences!!

……

Here Shui Miao Bar La La La started the second round of criticism and education, and over there Lu Cong looked at her suddenly expressionless, and he seemed to think of something with empty eyes.

After a while, he said in a deep voice: "Shui Miao, you wait." ”

Shui Miao blinked sharply and almost bit her tongue, withdrew her hand in the air and turned her head to look at him: "What's wrong?

Lu Cong smiled: "What you said is right, I just followed what you said and suddenly had some ideas." ”

Shui Miao's long eyelashes flickered a few times: "What do you think?"

Everyone's attention was also focused on Lu Cong, and Ren Zhen was the most focused one.

Lu Cong looked at her and smiled, his arms propped up on his legs, his hands crossed and became serious: "My idea is that we can open an account on Weibo to promote Peking Opera." ”

Shui Miao's question mark face: "How to promote?"

Lu Cong thought for a while: "It's just a vague concept now, we can send some photos, or videos." But what we need to do is different, we have to get the points of the young people now, and do it according to their preferences. The reason why they don't like it and don't want to understand it is that you all know that if they have the kung fu to listen to our singing, they might as well go and help their favorite singers brush up the charts. So, we have to develop a character of our own, in a special way, so that people are willing to accept us. ”

Ren Zhen was very excited when he heard Lu Cong speak, his expression, movements and eyes that would pay attention to everyone, he was unhurried and patiently analyzed for everyone, like a big brother, taking care of everyone.

As long as it comes to singing, Lu Cong will express his truest side, soft and warm, firm and powerful.

She likes this feeling so much, inexplicably down-to-earth.

Similarly, Mao Cai also supports his idea, but now there are people doing similar publicity, and the effect is not very ideal, although it doesn't take much effort, but after all, it's all hard work.

Lu Cong is a strong person, and once he starts doing it, he is bound to be very serious.

Mao Cai is worried about two things, one is whether Lu Cong will be hit if he doesn't succeed, and the other is that if this thing is done, Lu Cong's mother will definitely target it.

At that time, she should accuse Lu Cong of not doing his job for a day, judging from the current relationship between their mother and son, a vicious battle is inevitable.

But the good brother doesn't seem to be just talking, he thinks a lot and is very careful, he is a smart man, but he has been suppressed before.

Singing Peking Opera is the only thing he can do for himself.

Lu Cong listed everything he could think of now to everyone, which sounded like a particularly good idea.

Although he looks a little fierce, he also looks at people. But he was born with a sense of appeal, and as long as it comes out of his mouth, everyone is willing to follow.

Hearing him say so much, Mao Cai put away his previous giggling and looked at him: "Dude, what do you say, what do I do, and we will carry everything together." ”

Lu Cong laughed, he was really not used to his appearance.

"Thank you. ”

A criticism meeting turned into a propaganda plan meeting in a blink of an eye, and the five people each had some opinions, Lu Cong's eyes were as soft as marshmallows from beginning to end, and he occasionally looked at Ren Zhen, obviously not interesting, but he saw that the other party was panicked.

If he noticed it, he just quietly refreshed himself in his heart, and then silently took a deep breath to continue the discussion.

Regarding publicity, the power of five people is definitely not enough, so their first step is to recruit people, and the more people there are, the more ideas there will be, which is very important for the experimental stage.

After talking about it, everyone decided to start working on it the next day.

On the way back, Ren Zhen said that this is everyone's common dream, and it feels very good.

……

The next day was Saturday, and the school was much less crowded. Lu Cong didn't sleep all night, so he found a friend of mine who designed advertisements to help, and stayed up all night to make the promotional page.

When Ren Zhen went downstairs to get the flyer, he looked a little distressed, he was obviously very tired, but he still had to laugh at her.

"Then I'm leaving. He laughed, then rubbed her head, and he held it all for a day and a night.

Ren Zhen stood obediently and let him rub it, and she didn't know when she started, she was a little obsessed with his action.

After rubbing, Lu Cong was much more comfortable, but he didn't want to leave, so he wanted to see her more.

Ren Zhen was wearing a plush blue cartoon pajamas, and his fair cheeks were blown by the wind or for other reasons, as if he had put on a layer of blush, and he looked super cute.

After a while, the wind was stronger, she hugged her arms and shrunk her neck, and Lu Cong noticed that the tip of her nose was also red.

"Come inside, it's too cold. As he spoke, he handed her the leaflet in his hand.

Ren Zhen stretched out his hand and just wanted to take it, but suddenly paused: "Wait." ”

She watched Lu Cong touch in the pocket of his pajamas, take out a candy, open it in front of him, and then hand it to his mouth and laughed: "Open your mouth." ”

This brand of candy is hard to get now, and Lu Cong has never eaten one in order to keep it for her, but occasionally she can smell the familiar taste in her mouth when she eats it around.

The strawberry flavor slowly melted in my mouth, and my heart melted most of it.

"Delicious, doesn't it taste the same as when I was a child?" her eyes were crooked, and her two small dimples were deep.

Lu Cong nodded, and the person smiled.

Handing out leaflets is a laborious task, five people knock on the door of the dormitory door by door, not only to deliver the leaflets to the students, but also to tell everyone according to the words that have been said in advance, so as to increase everyone's interest as much as possible.

After a busy morning, there are quite a lot of interested people, and it is not in vain.

For two days in a row, everyone went to all the dormitories, and the leaflets were printed twice, until the last one was sent out, and the first step was completed.

Next, all they have to do is wait for everyone to flock to them and move on to their dreams.

On Monday, the five of them had a rare time to get it right, and Mao Cai joked that God was also helping.

But... From Monday to Friday afternoon, there was no movement, and in the first two days, Ren Zhen and Shui Miao would grab the passing classmates and ask, but everyone shook their heads and waved their hands as if they hadn't received the leaflets at all.

I finally grabbed someone who knew, and said I wasn't interested.

In the glass room, the air was lifeless, which was not too far from what they expected.

After a while, Mao Cai said in a low voice: "Lu Cong, what should I do?"

He thought that Lu Cong would lose his temper when he encountered something unpleasant like he did when he was in school before, or simply sulk without speaking, but he didn't think that the other party was like a different person, not only did he not have any anger at all, but he also comforted everyone very calmly.

"It's okay, it's hard at the beginning, and the five of us can do it. ”