It's so easy to recognize, other people's beds and sheets are new, the texture is high, the pattern is novel, there are new orange laptops and tablets on the table, and then the petty bourgeois stereo, and there are food demon chef cups and countless snacks and small toys on the side. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 There are as few as seven or eight pairs of shoes on the info shoe cabinet, and as many as two dozen pairs.

A small glass coffee table in the middle with a coffee machine and toaster. There is also a small Xiaoice box next to the cabinet opposite, and the bathroom is equipped with a washing machine and dryer.

And Ling Anqi's words are shabby.

A bed of red fluttering quilts, embroidered with a common dragon and phoenix double happiness pattern in the eighties, two palm-sized patches in the corners, at a glance, you can know that it was used by Ling Anqi's parents when they got married, and they were brought from their hometown when they went to college, with a history of at least 30 years.

On the table is an old-fashioned CRT seventeen-inch monitor, bulky and ugly. The main chassis attached to it has long been rusted, and I don't know what age it is.

At the top of the monitor is a thick copy of "On the Art of Singing", which is almost rotten.

Next to the table is a cyan enamel basin larger than a pot, with the words "1995 Commemorative Commemorative Record of the Survey Team of the Second Construction Company of Lulu City" printed with red paint.

At the foot of the bed is a pair of faded running shoes, a pair of old flip-flops, and a king-size one.

Song Baojun opened Ling Anqi's wardrobe with his hand, but it was just a few T-shirts and jeans that had been worn out with hairballs.

The so-called no comparison, no harm, look at the exquisite petty bourgeois life of other literary girls.

Take Na Xiuxiu as an example, don't look at her sitting in front of the computer and not raising her head, like an otaku like Tan Qingkai. Let's just say that the Swarovski crystal hairpin on the back of her head is at least a few thousand yuan larger, the Prada British fashion jacket she wears is also expensive, and a random Dior handbag on the side may be equivalent to someone else's living expenses for a whole year.

Look at the appearance of Sister Angel, the poor worm who is struggling on the poverty line, no wonder she is not treated by her mentor.

Thinking of his situation more than three months ago, Song Baojun couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy. Even if he is not as good as the other party, at least Ling Anqi has studied hard, has always adhered to the music line and never wavered, but what about himself?

No, I have to help her.

Ling Anqi brought tea, and Song Baojun asked, "Anqi, how much is your monthly living expenses?"

"The family gives three hundred a month. But I still have a job in the piano room, which is to help carry things, clean up, and clean up clutter, so that they don't have to hire another person, and I also have a monthly subsidy of 500 yuan. ”

Song Baojun nodded: "That's really a little nervous." ”

When Ling Anqi saw him suddenly ask about this, she thought she meant something else, and said with a smile: "Does Mr. want money?" In the future, I will give you five hundred yuan a month, and I myself have three hundred yuan. ”

Song Baojun wanted to say how could I ask for your money, but Xiuxiu, who was playing on the computer, threw away the mouse and said coldly: "I said who took the initiative to pursue our Miss Big Mac with such a good heart, it turned out that she deliberately came to cheat money." ”

"Xiuxiu, my brother is not that kind of person. Ling Anqi said: "He was very good to me. ”

Xiuxiu simply turned off the game and stood up, and said, "It's very good to you? I can't see it, there are more men in the world who eat soft rice with rhetoric, how many times have you been in love, how many men have you known? Do you know what men think in their hearts?"

"No, I didn't talk about it. Ling Anqi replied with a red face.

"I'd like to see what kind of little white face makes you like this. Xiuxiu looked at Song Baojun hard, looked at it for a long time, and said: "With all due respect, your so-called brother is not very good, you have no figure, you have no looks...... Hey, no, it's a little familiar. ”

Ayin, a girl lying on the bed playing with her mobile phone, had already screamed: "Aren't you Teacher Song, the judge of the Star Project activity yesterday?"

"Ahhh

Ah Yin jumped down from the two-meter-high bed in her pajamas, changed her previous indifferent attitude, and hurriedly said: "Anqi, go and pour tea for Teacher Song, by the way, what kind of tea are you? Fifteen yuan a pound of bitter tea? Forget it, I have good coffee here, Anqi, you come and brew it." ”

Xiuxiu said with a smile: "Teacher Song sang a song "I Love You China" with our Angel yesterday is really amazing, and all the girls in our class worship you." ”

It is no wonder that the attitudes of the two have changed dramatically, Song Baojun is famous in the Academy of Arts and the Conservatory of Music, first became the proud protégé of Tu Fen, the godmother of pop music, and then contributed a sensational performance to the whole school at the October party, and later debated with Professor Ferdinand.

As for the recent Star Project event jointly organized by AN Company, it seems that he is on an equal footing with Lim Jung-hyun, Kim Joong Ki and other big names on the judges' bench, and his words have influenced the future course of some of the participating students.

These students in the Academy of Arts are basically thinking about how to break their heads and squeeze into the showbiz in the future and become shining stars on the stage. For them, hard work is important, but opportunities are even more valuable. There is a saying like this: A sentence from a showbiz boss can withstand your ten years of hard work.

With the favor of the big guy and his ten years of work under the stage, which path is easier, presumably some students will have a special choice.

Since Song Baojun's identity is not ordinary, it is always not a bad thing to make friends with him.

Ling Anqi saw that the two roommates valued Song Baojun, and she was also happy, and sat on the side to make coffee for everyone with satisfaction.

"You're all Anqi's roommates, right? Thank you for taking care of Anqi for the past two years. Song Baojun said politely.

"What's the matter, it's okay, it's okay. Angel is usually very diligent, we all like her" Xiuxiu smiled, completely forgetting that they usually instructed Ling Anqi to do this and that.

Song Baojun is a pitiful little who has experienced campus bullying, and he knows the attitude of the two at a glance, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Anqi is very talented and talented, Teacher Tu Fen, AN company and school leaders attach great importance to this and decide to focus on training." You are her roommates, and I hope you can supervise her progress in her studies. ”

Xiuxiu's eyes inevitably turned red, full of envy and jealousy, and she reluctantly smiled: "That's it, Anqi's voice is good." ”

Ah Yin also smiled sourly: "Hehe, Anqi can be appreciated by Teacher Song, uh, it's good." ”

Song Baojun said: "You help Anqi to improve, as long as you make certain achievements, I will also recommend you to the school in the future and arrange some projects that are suitable for your expertise." ”

Xiuxiu and Ah Yin's eyes lit up one after another, and they laughed and said, "Really?"

"Of course, as long as you are truly talented, my teacher Tu Fen will never hesitate to recommend you to a more suitable path. Song Baojun smiled: "But then again, Anqi is very important to me, I don't want to see her being excluded, snubbed and other so-called campus bullying in the class dormitory, you are right to help her?"

The two nodded again and again, and responded: "No problem, no problem, Anqi is our good roommate, it's too late to love her, how can you bully her?"

Ah Yin had great eyesight, and immediately caught the cup in Anqi's hand, and said, "You go and accompany Teacher Song, let me make coffee." ”

Song Baojun said: "I don't need to say much about the weight of Mr. Tu Fen in the domestic entertainment industry, and AN company also has a similar status in South Korea, as long as you can help Anqi, I think everyone will be happy." ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Xiuxiu's voice trembled with excitement.

If it comes to scheming, how can two art girls who have never seen the world be Song Baojun's opponents? A few words are missing, not only did they promise anything concrete, but they also made the two full of hope, and they did not dare to point fingers at Ling Anqi anymore, and even supported them unconditionally, and her status in the dormitory was reversed from then on.

Ah Yin smiled weakly and asked, "Teacher Song, is Kim Joong Ki really your sworn enemy?"

"Ahaha, you all think so?"

"Last night I saw that you were fighting so hard that we almost got into a fight. ”

Song Baojun took the coffee handed by Ling Anqi and took a sip gently, and found that the latter also pricked up his ears, looked like a gossip, and said with a smile: "What kind of rival, it's all the arrangement of the program team, in fact, Kim Joong Ki is my good friend, and he often asks me about musical problems, and I also answer a lot of his doubts." ”

"Really?" said Ayin's expression.

Song Baojun basically opened his mouth and said, "Our school has been cooperating with AN for a long time to provide them with technical and artistic support. What about Kim Joong Ki, on the surface, he is a male god, but in fact he has a witty and funny personality, and he is a very good person, but unfortunately, he is not very good at music. ”

Ah Yin asked a few more gossips in the entertainment industry, Song Baojun made it up like that, one moment said that he had drunk a few times with the big guy, and another time said that he had a relationship with the star, several girls were full of yearning, and Xiuxiu almost wanted to throw herself into her arms.

"Boom Boom, Dang Dang ......" mobile phone ringtone "Rakocchi March" rang, it was an unfamiliar number.

Song Baojun made an apologetic expression to the girls and walked to the balcony to answer.

"Hello, I'm Song Baojun. ”

"Oh, Song, Song Gongzi, you, hello. The other party trembled and said, "I, I am the mother of Qi Liangchen who offended you, yes, there is something I want to report to you." ”

Song Baojun said: "Mrs. Qi, if you have anything to say, I am not a leader, and I can't afford to report." ”

Mrs. Qi became more and more frightened, and said: "That's the case, in order to show the sincerity of the apology, we decided to donate 8 million yuan to the school and compensate Ling Anqi for 2 million yuan for mental damages. That, two million dollars is ready, I would like to ask when you are free. ”