Originally, when Leon borrowed the violin from him, the blonde boy still looked down on him in his heart, obviously not thinking that Leon could have any outstanding performances. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info these resident artists are a little proud.

In his opinion, this Asian is a swollen face and fat man, and wants to be elegant in front of that beautiful young lady.

Then when he heard Leon play the violin, his expression was surprised.

"To Alice" is Beethoven's famous song, but it is difficult to play it on the violin, the piano has chords, and it is played with both hands, there are high and low notes, if the violin is played, there can only be one tone, if the level is not good, it will be very monotonous.

And this Asian is quite a skilled player, and this young man thinks that his level is not up to this level.

There are many customers in the café, all of whom are communicating softly, at this moment, they are all attracted by the soft music, some people are subconsciously surprised that it is the resident artist who plays, but after looking at it, they are surprised to see a young man with an Asian face.

Leon played the violin and looked at Alice affectionately, only he and Alice understood what this piece meant at this moment.

To Alice!

After a song, the aftermath lingers.

Leon returned the violin to the young man and handed him a large bill.

The young man took his violin, but did not accept the note.

Li Ang was surprised, but the other party said in amazement, "Being able to hear such a great performance is already the best reward." ”

Seeing that the other party resolutely refused to accept it, Li Ang smiled, he asked Alice with his empty hand, and the girl smiled, and handed it over with her white little hand.

There was a round of applause in the café at this point.

Walking out of the café, Leon asked Alice, "Do you like it?"

Alice nodded happily, happy in her heart, although Li Ang didn't say that sentence today, but the relationship between the two people has become more intimate, and they both understand each other's intentions.

This kind of feeling of you know and I know, warm and thin water flowing for a long time, is very wonderful.

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Huaxia University of Political Science and Law.

Mao Zhengyi, that is, Da Mao, looked at the T-shirt on his body with some twists, "So, isn't it too much?"

"I think it's good. Zhang Quanda said with a smile.

Wang Dapeng looked at the T-shirts on his partners, and then at his own, and smiled.

"Let's go, guys! this is the debut of our 'Leon Support Group!'" and strode out.

Zhang Quanda grinned, Xie Xingxing was a little helpless, Mao Zhengyi sighed, and followed them out of the dormitory.

"Stupid!" In the dormitory, Han Tao was obviously isolated now, looking at the backs of several people, he scolded, but his eyes revealed envy.

On the campus of Huaxia University of Political Science and Law, there is a beautiful scene.

Four students, dressed in white T-shirts, held up a sign that read: Congratulations to Leon on his team's victory in the semi-finals of the Copa del Rey!

The T-shirt also reads: Leon is not a liar!

When the surrounding students saw this scene, they were first surprised, and then laughed, and many people gathered around to watch the excitement.

Mao Zhengyi and Xie Xingxing felt even more embarrassed.

And Wang Dapeng has a serious face, still shouting slogans, what he shouts is: Strongly protest against the slander and slander of Li Ang by "Daily Sports"!

Zhang Quanda looked very happy and kept waving to the onlookers around him.

"Haha, what are you doing, classmate?"

"Classmate, are you performing performance art?"

"Classmate, the circus is open?"

"We are Li Ang's support group!" Wang Dapeng said seriously, and pointed to the T-shirt on his body.

There was a burst of laughter all around.

Xie Xingxing, who was walking behind, twitched his cheek, while Mao Zhengyi covered his face, ashamed, he now regrets following these guys to mess around.

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At first, the surrounding classmates just watched the excitement, and then finally someone reflected.

"You are talking about Li Ang, is that the liar who was abducted and deceived in Spain?" asked a classmate in surprise.

As soon as he shouted like this, many people reacted, Li Ang is now quite 'famous' among these students, no way, the influence of "Daily Sports" in this era is too great.

"Let me correct you, Li Ang is not a liar!" Wang Dapeng said solemnly.

"Don't be funny, buddy. A classmate said with a smile.

"Yes, I understand that you want to be famous, but you don't need to shout slogans for a liar. "Someone said that they obviously thought that these guys were deliberately making this show in order to be famous.

"I said that Li Ang is not a liar!" Wang Dapeng said, wincing at the other three companions.

Zhang Quanda immediately came up upside down and stuffed a piece of paper into the hands of the classmate in front of him.

"Da Mao! orangutan!" Wang Dapeng shouted at Mao Zhengyi and Xie Xingxing again.

The two of them had no choice but to send out 'leaflets'. But in his heart, he said bitterly, this can be regarded as being taken to the ditch.

"Shout, come on, really. ”

"And big-character posters!"

The classmates said with a giggle.

Some people also began to retort, "Why do you say that Li Ang is not a liar? "Daily Sports" has reported that that guy is a guy who cheats and cheats and ruins the reputation of our Chinese football. ”

Zhang Quanda raised the 'flyer' in his hand, "Why? With this, we watched the game last night, and Ang's Sporting Gijón won against Zaragoza in the semi-finals of the Copa del Rey! Saying that, he squeezed his eyes at Wang Dapeng, which means it's your turn.

"Zaragoza are La Liga teams, they eliminated Barcelona in the Copa del Rey and drew away to Real Madrid in the league a week ago!" Wang said, "Sporting Gijón beat Zaragoza 3-1 away! ”

***********

Someone looked down at the flyer in their hand.

Some people didn't look at it at all, and said sarcastically, "You guys are really amazing, you went to Spain to watch the game yesterday, and you're back today!"

"yes, tell me, how much did that liar give you?" chimed in.

They obviously didn't believe what Wang Dapeng said, and even thought that they had received money from the 'liar' Li Ang to make such a fuss.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhang Quanda roared.

"What's the matter, it's been exposed, and you're still angry?"

Mao Zhengyi hurriedly came up, as the boss of the dormitory, he had the obligation to protect his roommates, "What we said was true, we watched the game on the computer." ”

Those students who were reading the flyer looked at them in surprise, and the flyer briefly 'reported' last night's game, and was full of praise for Leon's coaching skills.

"Are you telling the truth?" shouted someone holding a 'leaflet' in his hand.

"Of course it's true!" Wang Dapeng nodded.

"Whoever believes is a fool. Someone shouted.

"Who are you talking about?" said the classmate who asked with the flyer.

"Having said that, whoever believes is a fool, "Daily Sports" has reported that it is a liar, and they are still spreading rumors here. ”

"Who are you saying are spreading rumors?" Wang Dapeng shouted angrily.

***********

"What are you doing, what are you doing?" A teacher saw that there were so many people gathered here, and hurriedly ran over, holding a copy of "Huiwen Bao" in his hand, because he ran fast, he dropped one.

The teacher squeezed in, and when he saw the four brothers dressed, as well as the sign they were holding, he was also stunned.

"What for?" he asked.

"Teacher, your newspaper is off. A classmate picked it up and was about to hand it to the teacher, but he saw the report on it.

This is the front page of the sports section of Huiwen Daily.

"Ahh

"What?" the others asked, puzzled.

"There's a report here, there's a report here, that Sporting Gijón won Zaragoza yesterday, that Leon shocked Spain!", shouted the classmate.

"What?" The other students all rushed up, and the fiercest student who had just questioned ran the fastest, grabbed the newspaper, looked over, and saw the headline on the front page: The Chinese young marshal shocked Spain!

Then his eyes widened.

"I'll see!"

"Don't squeeze, I'll see!"

Others also gathered around, rushing to read the newspaper.

Under the scramble, the newspaper was torn open with a thud.

"Alas, I am the newspaper. The teacher was dumbfounded by this scene, and when he saw the newspaper torn in half, he quickly shouted.

The classmate who picked up the newspaper just now looked at the teacher with an innocent face, which means that I didn't make it.

"What newspaper?" someone asked aloud when he saw the newspaper torn in half.

"The sports edition of Huiwen Bao!" shouted one of the students.

As soon as he finished shouting, the surrounding classmates dispersed and ran away, and the direction they ran was the school newsstand.

The classmate who picked up the newspaper just now and accidentally tore it up quickly took advantage of the chaos to run away, and the direction they ran to was also where the newsstand was.

Only Wang Dapeng and his four brothers were left dumbfounded, and there were also teachers who were also dumbfounded.

***********

"Hey, what's going on?" Xie Xingxing poked Mao Zhengyi and asked in a low voice.

"How do I know. Mao Zhengyi said angrily.

"They seem to have said that the game was reported in the newspapers......"

"It's Huiwen Bao!" Wang Dapeng said, he could hear it clearly just now.

"You guys, follow me to the teaching office. A voice suddenly rang out.

The four brothers turned their heads to look at the teacher, and then nodded with a pair of eyes.

"Run!" Mao Zhengyi roared, several people held banners, pulled their legs and ran, while running, Zhang Quanda also threw leaflets into the sky. At this moment, Zhang Quanda inexplicably has a glorious feeling that he is a leaflet issued by the underground party of the old society......

Only this teacher was left to look at their fleeing backs and jump to their feet in anger.

"Don't let me catch you!" came the teacher's roar behind him.

The poor teacher stood in the wind and was messy, and a gust of wind blew, and the newspaper was torn in half, and the leaflets were flying all over the sky...... Just like the flying youth of the students, fluttering, floating......

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