Chapter 142: Babble, Talk
"Let me tell you, Lao Yang, didn't you see how beautiful Senior Sister Yin Yue was when she wore Hanfu, elegant, elegant and understand, she was shocked!"
Throughout the evening self-study, Wang Chang was uncharacteristically babbling in Yang Mobai's ear, this kind of thing was obviously done by Tang Yu before.
"Bear with me, it's good if you pass Lao Wang's madness!"
On the contrary, Tang Yu looked exceptionally normal today, and he could even pat Yang Mobai's shoulder heavily, and said with relief.
Seriously, Yang Mobai was very skeptical that the two of them had encountered something unclean and had a soul swap or something.
"Scientific studies have shown that when a person falls into a state of obsession, his IQ shows an exponential plummet, and it is infinitely close to 0, it is obvious that Wang Chang is hopeless!"
Mao Qianpei on the side also wiped a sentence, but unfortunately this did not make Yang Mobai feel a little relieved.
"Old Tang doesn't seem to be in this state!"
Rubbing the pen on his chin, Yang Mobai muttered incomprehensibly.
"Because he didn't care at all, as a humanoid teddy, he only knew what was going on with kidneys, and it was impossible for him to understand us!"
Snorted twice, Yang Mobai was annoyed, and Wang Chang stopped beeping, but after saying a word, he got up and walked towards the podium.
"Students!"
clapped his hands vigorously, and the clear snapping sound easily attracted everyone's attention.
Wang Chang coughed twice and cleared his throat before saying.
"Tomorrow night is our welcome party, no need for evening self-study, everyone remember to go and see it, in the gymnasium, start on time at seven o'clock in the evening!"
Propaganda party, although this is the work of the Propaganda Department, but after all, it is a contribution, and Wang Chang naturally spares no effort to publicize it.
"Wow, no need to study at night, that's great!"
"I want to go shopping, do you have any together?"
"Eh, didn't you say to go to the party? How do you go shopping, can you still do this? ”
"It's up to you to see, I'm not going to go anyway, the red and dedicated party, with the Spring Festival Gala, I'm too lazy to watch, or go shopping!"
"Well, that's right, why don't I join me......"
Wang Chang's words were like throwing a stone into still water, and suddenly the ripples continued, and like dripping water in an oil pot, he burst out with great enthusiasm, and the oil splashed everywhere!
"I'll regret it if I don't watch it!"
Everyone's reaction is not surprising, if everyone is very conscious, then it is wrong.
"I always think it's not a good thing!"
Seeing the corners of Wang Chang's slightly upturned mouth, Yang Mobai couldn't help but feel a sudden burst in his heart, and looked back at Mao Qianpei.
"People sit at home, and the pot comes from heaven!"
Putting down the pen in her hand, Mao Qianpei couldn't help but sigh.
Sure enough, as soon as Mao Qianpei's words fell, Wang Chang on the podium spoke again.
"Sister Mao Mao and Lao Yang's performance, as a group of relatives and friends, can you not watch it!"
"I knew it!"
Raising his hand to cover his forehead, Yang Mobai's face hidden in the palm of his hand was full of helplessness.
I still want to keep a low profile and mix this up, it's best that no one knows, but it's good, Wang Chang directly stabbed his chrysanthemum with a shot, or the kind that doesn't let him shout pain, pit dad!
"Wow, the squad leader has a show, so I have to go and cheer it up!"
"Go, go, must go, we can't make people think that we are professional and unprofessional!"
"Actually, what I'm curious about is, what does Sister Maomao perform?"
"How about dancing? It's still the kind of ...... in miniskirts."
"Hey, you, why are your thoughts so dangerous~ But I like it, hehehe, how about pole dancing?"
"I think belly dancing is good!"
"Then why don't you striptease!"
"It's like an airport, you don't have it, change it!"
……
Yang Mobai, who originally felt that he was quite broken, after hearing the discussion of the classmates around him, especially when he caught a glimpse of Mao Qianpei's increasingly low black face out of the corner of his eye, he instantly felt that it was nothing, and when the time came, he lowered his head a little and quickly finished playing, who could know that the pianist was himself!
"Poor Sister Maomao, there are so many sultry movements, tsk, tsk, cool!"
In Mao Qianpei's suspicion of "are you talking bad about me", Yang Mobai couldn't help but shake his head silently.
"Little Poplar, Little Poplar, what's your show?"
is making up for Mao Qianpei's bewitching dancing posture, Mo Qingqing and Liu Wu in the back row don't know when they have touched it, and they will be holding Wang Chang's pen and poking Yang Mobai's shoulder for a while.
"Liu Wu, can you not just catch a place and kill it, it hurts!"
I don't know how to find the quasi-head of the catkins, every time I hit the position of the previous one, although it didn't take much effort, but the accumulation was also very uncomfortable!
Especially, this girl from the Northeast is quite energetic!
"I just want to see Sister Maomao's dance!"
Not as curious as Mo Qingqing was about what Yang Mobai was performing, Liu Wu, who put down the signature pen in his hand, supported his chin with both hands, looked at Mao Qianpei in front of him with bright eyes and whispered.
"Don't, I don't think you're kind to me!"
Just been obsessed by Yang Mobai, Mao Qianpei didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but she was a little weak by the gaze of the willow behind her.
"Hey, hey, the lighting engineer is in place, the SLR equipment is in place, the gold standing ticket in the front row is in place, Sister Maomao, you are ready to meet my army of emojis!"
I don't know if I didn't hear Mao Qianpei's words, or if I just ignored it, the corners of my mouth slowly rose while holding my chin and watching Mao Qianpei's catkins, and Yang Mobai was a little hairy when I saw it.
"I play the piano!"
Decisively took his eyes off the catkins, this guy is too evil, let's let her scourge Sister Mao Mao!
Yang Mobai looked at Mo Qingqing on the side and replied.
"It's not my show, I'm just called over to help with half of it!"
"Wow, you can play the piano, it's so powerful, if you have the chance, you can play half of it for me, okay?"
Yang Mobai's answer surprised Mo Qingqing very much, and he subconsciously put forward his request.
"Huh? Okay, but I don't play very well! ”
Unexpectedly, Mo Qingqing suddenly issued an invitation, and Yang Mobai couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"Not a good hammer! Being too modest is pride, Lao Yang! ”
Hearing this, Tang Yu, who sat on the side and pretended to "ignore the things outside the window with both ears and only read the books of sages and sages", but didn't realize that the textbooks in his hand were reversed, finally couldn't help it.
"Miss Mo, who am I with, Lao Yang is very unkind, he can do everything, he can do everything, he has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, this kind of man is very dangerous, you have to stay away from him, otherwise you will accidentally lose money and wealth, and it will be big!"
Tang Yu, who slapped his chest, stepped forward and inserted it between Yang Mobai and Mo Qingqing, but he did not have the slightest third-party awareness.
"As a young man in the new era, the backbone of the development of the motherland, I am a better choice for you to contribute to socialist modernization, come on, my brother will take you to see the goldfish ......"
"Bang!"
"Oops......"