Ji Mingwei didn't mistakenly think that I, Xia Zizhu, was that, that ......

Cut......

Murky! Shameless! The brain is full of non-degradable garbage!

Xia Zizhu sat on the bedside table.

Hey? Why is there a stirring under the ass?

Xia Zizhu stood up, turned around, and the six banknotes were like playing cards, lying on the bedside table, and Grandpa Mao on the banknotes was still bright.

This is the "tip" in Ji Mingwei's mouth?

No way! What kind of woman does Ji Mingwei think of me? Yikes......

No!

Damn Ji Mingwei!

Xia Zizhu picked up his fist and smashed it on the bed, but he couldn't make a sound, the bed was too soft.

Xia Zizhu shouted "ah", jumped on the bed, trampled on the bed, and jumped around, as if he was crazy.

Xia Zizhu has a feeling that stealing chickens is not a recipe for rice.

"Jingle Bell ......"

Just as Xia Zizhu was going crazy, the mobile phone rang.

Xia Zizhu immediately stopped going crazy and lay down, looking for a place where the sound came from.

Under the pillow, I felt the beating and restless mobile phone.

Xia Zizhu habitually slid to the green answer button and put it next to his ear-

"Xia Zizhu, why haven't you come to the subway station of X Metro Line 1 to report yet? You're not here! Ten minutes to go, hurry! ”

"Swing Fan, I-"

"Doodoo ......"

Before Xia Zizhu's words were finished, his best friend Qiu Qianfan hung up the phone.

X Metro Line 1 subway station?

Yeah!

I remembered that it was the National Day period, and the volunteer quota that I finally applied for from the Erman Conservatory of Music was assigned to work in the subway station of Metro Line X for seven days.

This is not only an honor for Xia Zizhu, a first-year university student in the vocal music department of the Erman Conservatory of Music, but also a good opportunity to train himself during the National Day holiday.

Don't let that go to waste!

Xia Zizhu immediately threw away his mobile phone, jumped out of bed, found his clothes, put them on randomly, rushed into the bathroom, and casually flushed his face.

Xia Zizhu rushed out of the bathroom like a hundred-meter sprint, picked up the crooked mobile phone lying on the bed, turned his head and left.

Just as Xia Zizhu turned his head, he accidentally saw another 600 yuan bill, lying completely on the bedside table.

Xia Zizhu didn't take the banknote, smiled, ran out of the door, stumbled, and left the hotel room.

Xia Zizhu took the subway and became a ...... Ten minutes to the X Metro Line 1 subway station.

At this moment, Professor Hua Yingzhi, the volunteer teacher of the Erman Conservatory of Music, is seriously and sonorously ordering.

"Swing sail!"

"To—"

Swing Fan raised his hand and waved vigorously, and the skirt swayed with the slender waist, which was beautiful.

"Xia Zizhu!"

"Here!"

Xia Zizhu's voice seemed to be a little broken, and it seemed to be hovering on the verge of breaking or not breaking.

In short, whether it is Xia Zizhu herself or her voice, it is very abrupt.

Professor Hua Yingzhi was startled by the sudden and rapid panting female voice.

Reckless, what the hell!

Professor Hua Yingzhi's eyes immediately fixed on Xia Zizhu.

If you don't fight for three days, you will go to the house to uncover the tiles.

Best friend Qiu Qianfan turned her head and squeezed her eyebrows at Xia Zizhu.

Specifically, what does swing fan mean, Xia Zizhu didn't have time to comprehend.

She just felt that she had come too soon, and as soon as she ran into the group, she heard Professor Hua Yingzhi call her name.

It's better to come early than to come by chance! Not late! Although it is a bit rushed, it is also a little hanging.

Xia Zizhu smirked at Qiu Qianfan, and then looked at Professor Hua Yingzhi.

Professor Hua Yingzhi was stunned for a moment and looked at Xia Zizhu.

Xia Zizhu's heart "chuckled".

Master, I was wrong......

Professor Hua Yingzhi's face was serious and righteous, full of neutrality, and said, "Xia Zizhu, don't step on the dots to come here!" ”

Professor Hua Yingzhi looked up and glanced at the station staff at the subway station.

Then, Professor Hua Yingzhi lowered his voice a little.

said: "In this way, Xia Zizhu, it's not just the staff of the X Metro Line 1 subway station who have a bad impression of us......

When Professor Hua Yingzhi said this, he raised the decibel again.

said: "Xia Zizhu, your casualness will also leave a bad impression on tourists and citizens who come and go through the subway station of X Metro Line 1." ”

I beg you to stop talking, master......

There are two things that Xia Zizhu is most afraid of: first, thunder; Second, Hua Yingzhi's earnest teaching.

"You have to remember that the subway station of X Metro Line 1 will not be here for you to do security checks because of your tardiness......"

Long-winded!

When Hua Yingzhi's eyes scanned the station staff's broadcast, Xia Zizhu clenched his fist-