Every TV show needs support, needs the so-called young audience, who can represent the younger generation, college students are undoubtedly the best choice.

Xiaocao's father, as the only external instructor of the Propaganda Department of the University of Technology, naturally has more convenience, and a few free infield tickets are just a small profit.

Chen Wenqing has not been to any concerts and concerts since she was a child, to be honest, those VIP infield tickets are very attractive to her, but when she thinks that the person watching with her is the school grass, she is not interested at the moment.

"I appreciate your kindness, but I've made arrangements for this weekend, I'm sorry."

She shook her head at the school grass and firmly refused.

However, the latter apparently attributed the failure of this move to Ah Wei, and after chicly straightening his sky-high moxican hairstyle, he passed the woman and came to the last row of the classroom.

Another reason why Xiaocao is famous is that he is very familiar with the teachers at school, and every time he sits in the first row with those real scholars, he raises his hand to ask questions at every turn, but under the strict supervision of his parents, his grades have always been in the upper reaches.

In the past, the school grass was absolutely unwilling to have anything to do with the last scumbags in the classroom, but Ah Wei was an exception.

But the reason for the exception is because of Chen Wenqing.

"Do you have any plans for the weekend?"

Ah Wei could smell a big smell of vinegar in the air, and Yuan Keji, He Xia and others around him covered their mouths and secretly had fun.

"Weekend?"

He replied in a low voice, Ah Wei is not a person who is used to planning ahead, it is the norm to get by, besides, weekend activities are not up to him, and when he is with Chen Wenqing, he doesn't even have the right to say what to eat.

Ah Wei glanced at the women with long hair hanging down her shoulders in front of him, but they didn't have the slightest idea of turning their heads to take a look.

Disaster in disguise.

When the class bell rang, Xiaocao did not return to his original seat, but sat down next to Ah Wei, obviously Ah Wei was far more important than the teacher on the podium in his heart.

Yuan Keji and others, who were watching the excitement on the side, seemed to have an attitude of not thinking much of a big deal when they watched the excitement, and they actually gave way to the school grass one by one.

"What does your family do?"

"Doing business."

"People from this province?"

"Yes."

Although Ah Wei didn't understand the meaning of this series of questions like the census, he still answered them one by one in a harmonious and friendly manner.

"I don't think you're suitable for Chen Wenqing! Don't pester her in the future. ”

Instead of using the structure of an interrogative sentence, the school drew a conclusion with a declarative sentence.

In fact, this is not the first time that Xiaocao has noticed Ah Wei, and his mind has been on Chen Wenqing all day, how can he not see an extra boy, not to mention that this boy is not tall, handsome and ordinary.

Ah Wei also met the school herb in the corridor of the dormitory, he didn't care about it at the time, but if you think about it, a student who lives on the fourth floor frequently appears on the fifth or sixth floor, there must be a reason.

After listening to the other party's whole paragraph, Ah Wei finally figured out the meaning of the school grass, in the hearts of others, he is a toad who does not measure himself and wants to eat swan meat. It was a pity that the swan was too kind to condone the toad's series of scoundrel-like tailgating, and finally on this day, the brave prince stood before him and came to stop his evil deeds with righteous words.

Ah Wei's mantra is not clean, but compared with Yuan Keji, the champion of Zu'an, who often talks about the eighteenth generation of other people's ancestors, he is already a civilized person in society.

He calmly said something that made the school grass thunder: "It's your business!" ”