The female anchor continued: "Next, the reporter in front of my station will bring you some information about the film and television actors of the Imperial Film Company, please wait and don't go away." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Tan Qingkai stepped forward with his rice bowl and snapped to turn off the TV, and the classmate said, "Hey, don't turn it off!" Look at how arrogant that guy is on TV, blackmailing reporters in front of the camera, it's awesome! In my opinion, I will definitely be punished by the Ministry of Education, and I will set an example for everyone. It's stupid, even if it's blackmail, you can't come in front of the camera, isn't it all recorded. It's really a problem with my brain. ”

The otaku in front of the TV looked at each other: "Brother Jun, have you really been exposed?" ”

Then the classmate saw Song Baojun in the middle of the crowd, and said, "Classmate, you look so familiar!" Where have we seen this before? ”

"It's just been on the news."

"Oh, you're the stupid ...... who blackmailed the reporter," the classmate said halfway through his words, and his face suddenly turned completely white.

Song Baojun took two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth and said, "I dare to blackmail reporters in front of the camera, and I dare to beat you in front of 500 dining friends in the canteen." ”

"Big, big, don't, don't mind, I, I'm kidding!" The classmate was so nervous that he was sweating profusely.

Tan Qingkai likes to do the fox and fake tiger power the most, and shouted: "Go to the commissary and pick up a case of beer, and I'll treat it as if this happened!" ”

So the otaku fraternity members enjoyed a free case of beer.

Several people discussed whether to go to the TV station to complain and protest, but the relationship was limited, and the discussion could not come up with a reason.

As soon as I opened the first bottle of beer, the phone rang urgently, and it was an unfamiliar number.

Song Baojun thought for a while, pressed the answer button, and asked, "Hello, I'm Song Baojun." ”

"Song Baojun, I'm He Jianmin!" A dignified and angry middle-aged male voice sounded loudly: "Song Baojun! What kind of fame are you doing! Shame on the TV! Do you think that the score of our Chinese department this semester is too small? Tell me, what do you mean? If you don't want to read, say it early, don't involve others in the Chinese department! ”

The tea school has a strict grading system for the school management, and each department has a corresponding score, and rewards or deduct points according to the performance of teachers and students. At the end of the semester, the department leader with the fewest scores must make a review to the school leader, and in serious cases, the bonus will be deducted, or the post will be transferred.

Song Baojun's bad deeds of extortion were tragically exposed by the TV station, and the impact was extremely bad, and I think that the Chinese Department will be deducted five points and ten points and cannot run.

The roaring sound penetrated the eardrums of everyone present and shook the eardrums of everyone present, and Song Baojun had to remove the phone half a meter away from his ears.

"I see that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, right! has violated school discipline and school rules many times, and has refused to change after repeated teachings, is there any good appearance of college students in the new society? ”

Seeing Director He calling in and scolding indiscriminately, Song Baojun helplessly shrugged his shoulders to the people around him, and said sincerely to the phone: "Yes, yes, I am guilty, I will review." ”

He Jianmin was even more furious when he heard this, and shouted: "You are guilty? What are your sins? To tell you honestly, I have seen a lot of lazy students like you in the past few decades, and none of them have become successful after leaving society, either in prison or on the streets, or they will receive four or five hundred yuan in relief money to live, and they can't even marry a wife when they are dozens of years old! ”

Seeing that Brother Jun was scolded so badly, everyone who was listening bitterly laughed bitterly. Song Baojun said again: "Yes, yes, Director He is right. ”

"That's right! Right to the head! Why didn't you say the right thing about blackmailing TV reporters in the morning? He Jianmin said angrily: "Immediately!" Come to my office and explain the situation, explain the problem, or you will wait to be fired! ”

Song Baojun expected that the head of the department was not qualified to arbitrarily expel students, so he smiled: "Immediately? Director He is too anxious, I'm accompanying Xuexue to drink, I really can't pull away, why don't you come over and have two drinks? I just blackmailed another classmate to get a beer, no money. ”

He Jianmin couldn't help but hang up the phone.

After the meal, Song Baojun received a call from Liu Xiyue, asking him to go to the No. 1 auditorium of the East Campus immediately for rehearsal.

At yesterday's boys' party, Liu Xiyue forced Song Baojun to nod and agree, and immediately signed up for the program for him, and he couldn't refuse at all.

The evening starts tomorrow and tonight is the last rehearsal. Except for the second grade class of the Department of Chinese, most of the other classes had more than three or five rehearsals. The organizer allowed her to delay the application for the show until now because of Liu Xiyue's face.

Song Baojun hurriedly took a shower and changed his clothes, still the white shirt, black trousers and gray jacket, which was unbearable, but it was already his most neat outfit.

The otaku collected a lot of money and was still poor. sent 2,000 yuan to the divorced aunt, sponsored 2,000 yuan to the poor sister Mai Xuanlin, went home on the weekend to buy things for his parents, and bought a lot of gifts in order to please his sister. In addition, he usually eats and drinks a lot, invites his fellow dormitory compatriots, and is so arrogant that he is a mess, and his savings are quickly spent, and he has not bought a new dress.

Liu Xiyue waited at the door of the auditorium for a long time, and saw Song Baojun pedaling a mountain bike, dressed like a coward, so she didn't get angry, and said coldly: "Hey, are you here to beg for food?" ”

Song Baojun suddenly scratched his head: "Where did I provoke you?" This crazy woman, how can she scold people when she sees them. ”

Liu Xiyue glared at him and said, "I know that today's rehearsal, what do you mean by dressing like this?" Doesn't it disgrace me? ”

Song Baojun suddenly realized and said, "I know, so I wore the best clothes in my life." ”

"Just the dress of a typical township cadre? You won't use it if you don't have a proper attitude in the future. Liu Xiyue clasped her hands and sneered.

"Stinky woman, you cried and shouted and begged me to come yesterday, what do you mean by saying this now?"

"What do you mean? Can't I make you look handsome? Look at you, where is the taste? And where is the style? ”

"Who doesn't like to wear nice clothes, the problem is that I don't have the money and can't afford it."

Liu Xiyue remembered that Song Baojun in her impression really looked like a ** silk that couldn't keep up with the times, and her anger slowly calmed down for a while, and she pouted: "If you don't have money, don't say it early, tomorrow my sister will take you to buy clothes, and I want to ensure that this performance task is successfully completed." ”

"Sister? You're a few years younger than me. ”

Liu Xiyue straightened her chest: "How about I want to be a sister?" You bite me? Do you want to call or not? ”

"Die!" Song Baojun waved his hand impatiently in Guo Degang's tone, thinking that the quarrel with this crazy woman was really endless. Push the car to the side of the road and lock it.

Inform the student union officials who organized the party, and the two went backstage.

At this party, more than 100 departments or classes in the whole school applied for 40 programs, including several classes jointly declared, and there were also unpopular departments and departments, and only one of the most literary and artistic students in the whole school were registered. The programs of art majors such as the Broadcasting School and the Conservatory of Music account for one-third, while the School of Mechanical Engineering only has two programs, the chorus and the mechanical dance, and the chorus was eliminated in the rehearsal a few days ago.

The backstage is full of messes, all of which are classmates preparing to take the stage. Ballet dancers wearing heavy makeup and white leotards roared past in droves, attracting the hungry eyes of the boss. The boys who practiced mechanical dance were in black jackets and jeans, and they were talking about cooperation in a group, and when they saw Song Baojun appear at the door, they immediately cast unkind eyes one by one.

Since Xu Yanyong was sent to the hospital and he was not punished in any way, the otaku army has become the public enemy of all the male students in the School of Mechanical Engineering.

The performers of the sketches are still reciting their lines, and the group dancers are pressing their legs, and the scene is tense.

Liu Xiyue relied on her identity as the deputy director of the life department of the student union to easily help Song Baojun find a corner to rest.

As soon as the butt was stained on the bench, the crazy woman's stern voice suddenly sounded: "What did you just look at randomly?" Is it worth it to dance a ballet with your eyes so straight? ”

Song Baojun dug out his empty pockets, and only found an old-fashioned aluminum-shelled kerosene lighter, "Are you bothered, go, buy a pack of cigarettes for my brother." ”

"You're crazy, and you call yourself a brother. I'll buy you cigarettes when I call my sister. ”

"It's okay if you don't help, my brother has a way."

Song Baojun got up and walked into the crowd of philosophy students who were rehearsing the tenor quartet, first discussed with everyone whether aesthetic values should be subjective or objective, and then left a question for everyone.

"One grain of grain obviously does not constitute a heap, and if one grain is not a heap, then two grains of grain are not heaps either. If two grains of grain are not a heap, then three grains of grain are not heaps either...... If 99,990,000 grains of grain are not heaps, then 100 million grains of grain are not heaps either......" Leaving a group of students who were thinking hard, Shi Shiran came back with a pack of Yuhu cigarettes in his pocket.

"It's a shame that you don't become a charlatan." Liu Xiyue's eyes were very complicated, as if she had seen a weasel who was greeting the New Year.

"Awards, awards."

Song Baojun picked up a cigarette and was about to light it, when suddenly a senior brother wearing a red armband came out and shouted: "Classmate, fireworks are strictly prohibited in the auditorium, do you understand the rules?" ”

Then Liu Xiyue watched Song Baojun guess the senior brother's major, place of origin and family situation, and then analyzed a period of the employment situation in today's society and his own excellent conditions, the senior brother smiled from ear to ear, and stuffed Song Baojun with a box of Marlboro before leaving.

Liu Xiyue couldn't hold back her curiosity anymore and asked, "How can you tell that guy is studying applied chemistry, his hometown is in Jinshan Province, and there is a younger brother at home who hasn't studied high school?" ”

"Call my brother." Song Baojun looked like a fortune teller between his eyebrows.

"I don't want to scream, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, and I don't want to hear it."

Song Baojun took a puff of cigarette and said triumphantly: "There is a string of splash-shaped water bead-like scars on the back of his left hand, with fine traces, which are burned by corrosive liquids, which may be hydrochloric acid or concentrated sulfuric acid." The traces are very new, and they should be accidentally left during the experiment, and only the experiments of applied chemistry majors will often use concentrated sulfuric acid for experiments. ”

Liu Xiyue unconsciously raised her head, like a good student seeking advice, and asked, "Then how do you know that his hometown is in Jinshan Province?" ”

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