At the same time, the door to the lounge was closed.

Several team leaders sat on chairs, looking at each other with gloomy and ugly expressions.

"What are we going to do now?" Glenn was the first to speak: "After so many years, everyone is familiar with the way, don't pretend to be garlic."

We've already given a death order from above the branch to not let the music history department stay until the next round. Don't you have a little bit of pressure on your head?"

As soon as the words came out, everyone's expressions became helpless. You're under pressure, I'm under pressure, everybody is under pressure.

What else can I do?

There is really no way, it is already unexpected to let the music history department stay until now. Who would have thought that the recognized rookie team would be able to have two consecutive byes and stay to the limit of the school committee's tolerance.

It is impossible for the four major branches alone to endure a little-known department that has been on the verge of abolition for so many years on a par with him, or even on his neck.

Otherwise, it will be a laughing stock when he goes out and walks in the future: you see, he is the one who is who, I heard that he was beaten by a team in the graduation trial of his school......

Thinking of this scene, everyone present couldn't help but feel a little painful.

"No matter how determined you are, there is no way to defeat you. Someone sighed, "It's not that we don't work hard, it's that the music history department is too cunning." ”

"Now, can't the student union come up with a charter?"

Glenn looked at Cullen, who was present in place of Banner, who was the confidant of the student council president, Gavin, and although Gavin was now largely out of office, his influence on the student council was still strong.

What's more, the next round of presidents has not yet been elected, and basically everything in the student council is still based on Gavin's will.

From a certain point of view, the student union has been able to stay in the music history department until now. It will be different from other schools that have nothing to show for themselves. At the Royal College of Music, the Students' Council is part of the school's management, and even part of it is more powerful than some of the teachers.

Including now, if the students are willing, they can even directly affect the arrangement of the competition, and there are not too many ways. From start to finish. The student council has always been silent, low-key, like a transparent person.

Even the unlikable guys in the school rules enforcement office have a more presence than them. This made the other chiefs wonder: Gavin, what the hell is he up to?

Karen was clearly aware of this, and he was silent for a moment, and whispered:

"You don't have to be pressured, just let them go. Even if they do, they won't mess around for long. ”

"Is this what Gavin said?"

"It's just my guess. Cullen said. "The president has already made arrangements for the music history department. ”

In an instant, Glenn's eyes suddenly changed, and when they exchanged glances with each other, their expressions became a little complicated.

Gavin, that guy who has worked so hard to arrange it, just wants to send the music history department into his brother's hands?

It seems that he is determined to make Banner his successor. Not only did he send his own right-hand men to help Banner, but he also worked hard to open the back door.

When the time comes, Banner will have enough qualifications. After becoming the president of the student union, his position is naturally as stable as Mount Tai.

"What a good brother. ”

Another bad-tempered leader snorted coldly. The first to leave the lounge, "The Royal Academy of Music is not the back garden of the two brothers!"

After everyone left, the smile on Cullen's face gradually faded, and his expression became dazed.

President. What does that mean exactly?

Even he didn't want to understand.

"Is my brother planning to hand over the music history department to me to deal with?"

In the audience of the lottery, Banner looked at Karen and then at the guy who was snoring and sleeping from a distance, his expression changed, and he was disgusted from the beginning. Gradually, it became cold.

It was an indifference that had completely disregarded him, just a simple overlook.

"Why didn't he come and tell me personally?"

Karen was stunned for a moment, and squeezed out a smile: "Maybe I have more important expectations for you." ”

"Really?" Banner glanced at him and said lightly, "It's okay, anyway, that group of wastes can only be counted, and you can't expect too much, I'll teach him what it means to be high and thick." ”

But beside him, Karen saw the gloom in Banner's green eyes, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

They're brothers, but why aren't there any similarities?

"What are you looking at?"

Banner seemed to sense his gaze and jerked back. Karen was stunned for a moment and shook his head vigorously: "Nothing." ”

"Then let's go, since it's already arranged, don't delay it too long. ”

Banner was the first to step onto the platform, and Cullen followed behind, only to see his fists clenched and white joints bulging under his cuffs.

As if hallucinating, he heard Banner's soft sneer, and where he couldn't see, Banner's eyes were cold.

This time, he won't let the Oriental who usurped his reputation be arrogant for too long-

"Are you all there?"

After two days of tossing and turning, Sidney's expression seemed to have become numb, and he waved weakly at everyone who had done it again, as well as the high, arrogant tooth-tickling dog.

"Let's draw lots, then. ”

This is the last round before reaching the semi-finals, and hopefully there won't be any more moths.

"Wait. ”

Some unhappy students looked at Lao Fei, "It's been several times in a row, and the music history department has sent a dog out to draw lots, is there any dissatisfaction with the school's arrangement?

I think the music history department should give us an explanation, otherwise I refuse to continue to be insulted like this......"

"If you're not happy, you can go. ”

The dog suddenly made a lazy sound, and everyone was stunned and looked at each other: What the hell is going on? The dog is talking? Does it sound like a little girl?

Soon, they found out that it was the note on the dog's collar, and Bai Xi was waddling to control the collar in the stands, and his speech style was as prickly as ever.

"What do you mean?"

The student's face changed, "Want to provoke?"

"I just don't like people in public, don't button your hat. Bai Xi snorted. "The school approves of it, the principal approves of it, you don't approve of it, you are so powerful, why don't you kick us out?"

Lao Fei was also unusually cooperative, looking at him with disdain, doubling the taunt effect, it was simply outstanding!

Macroscopic. The student's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his eyes almost burst into flames.

"Enough!"

Sidney snorted coldly, slapped the table vigorously, glanced gloomily at everyone present, and finally looked at Lao Fei:

"This time, the school committee will supervise the lottery process in a fair and just manner, and I hope you will no longer have the mentality of being fooled and go all out to conduct the competition. ”

The words 'go all out' were squeezed out of his teeth, and everyone could see how unhappy he was.

In the first two times. The lottery is a person who stuffs his hand directly into the box and touches a number to come out. Only this time, the coaches of the three branches of Change, Summoning, and Revelation gathered.

Three people, six eyes stared at each hand that reached into the box, Yegor's eyes even lit up with a faint light, and he directly saw through the change formula, and observed the whole process.

Being watched by such a big battle, all the students who drew lots couldn't help but be a little frightened. This posture is once caught and there is something wrong. It's going to be a rhythm of breaking yourself into thousands of pieces.

Do you want to exaggerate that?

It's just a football, not a state vote in the House of Commons. There must be six musicians present to isolate all aetheric influences as a sign of justice......

In front of everyone's eyes, all the team leaders stepped forward to draw lots one by one, and every time they drew lots, they had to be swept by the three coaches, and even the fat on their stomachs was not spared.

Until the end. It was the turn of Lao Fei.

Under the three sharp sights, Lao Fei stepped forward as a matter of course and as if he were nothing. As if sensing their scrutiny, he squirted a 'snort' out of his nostrils in disdain, and raised his hand to overturn the empty box. He picked up the last sign and turned to leave.

I didn't even look at the three of them.

Both Yegor and Ingmar's expressions were hard to look at.

It can be seen that Ludwig, who is accustomed to animals, does not pay attention, but follows behind, looking at Lao Fei with a little interest, and underestimating the terms of some summoning factions, as if he is analyzing the beast and physique of Lao Fei. The more I look at it, the more I like it, and I can't help but reach out and touch it.

Lao Fei glanced back at him, grinned, revealing two rows of small fangs, meaning: You try it in a small way?

Ludwig immediately withdrew his palm, noticed the look in his colleague's eyes, and couldn't help but smile embarrassedly, "I just think this dog is very strange, and his temper is really big." ”

"Ahem. ”

Sidney coughed twice, motioned to Ludwig to pay attention to his demeanor, and then put on a straight face: "The draw is over, everyone can check for yourself according to the schedule." If there is any problem, ask it now. If there is any doubt at the end, there can be no more dwelling on it. ”

He lowered his head and coughed twice, hiding the sneer on his lips.

What else can there be? Under the supervision of the three coaches, everything is fair and open.

Even if he quietly transferred the authority of his vice principal, he directly affected the result of the draw through the Requiem enchantment......

In any case, the lucky myth of the music history department, which has had two byes in a few days, is coming to an end.

He prepared the best enemy for the music history department, the royal school.

Soon, the team leaders hung the signs in their hands on the tree map according to the number. In the noise, some people rejoiced, and some people wailed.

"No objections, no objections?"

Sidney asked three times with a smile, and after no one answered, he slowly bowed his head, "Then the discussion is over, let's hang the sign on the schedule and announce it." ”

In his expectant gaze, Banner looked up coldly.

Soon, the crowd fell silent for a moment and slowly parted.

In the silence, Banner Banner stepped forward and hung the sign representing the Royal School in his hand in the position of 001, and next to the sign, there was another place for the enemy.

That's right, a place for the enemy.

He slowly turned his head and looked coldly at the vicious dog basking in the sun at the end of the crowd.

The vicious dog sensed his gaze and raised his eyelids to glance at him.

It was like feeling everyone waiting, and those gloating eyes. Lao Fei retracted his gaze disdainfully, picked up the sign on the ground, and stepped forward.

It made its way through the crowd and straight past Banner, and in front of the tree, the man stood up, stared at the empty seat next to the Royal School, and then, according to the number on the sign, hung it on the ...... The outermost part of the list.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

"Wait!" Sidney's face changed suddenly, and he called out to Lao Fei, who turned to leave, "I said it a long time ago! Don't you even understand where you are?"

He turned around, suddenly took off the sign of the music history department, and hung it next to the royal school: "It's obviously ...... Clearly...... Obviously ......"

His movements stopped abruptly, and the voice in his mouth became out of tune. Just looked down in astonishment and looked at the sign in his hand.

Obviously what? It should be next to the royal school.

But how...... Fucking bye?!

"Bye. ”

"Bye?"

"Bye ......"

Everyone looked at each other, their expressions strange and ugly, until at last, Sidney stopped stiffly, opened his mouth, but did not know what to say.

What do you say? He dug his own pit and jumped into it...... The time to put forward his opinions has long passed! He himself said that after the end, no matter who has an opinion, he is not allowed to dwell on it.

Do you want him to break his word and get fat in front of the whole school?

With a blushing face, he hung the sign back to the side with difficulty, turned around, and announced hoarsely:

"The history of music has a bye. ”

In the fourth round, there was another bye......

In the audience, the audience was in an uproar.

In the stands, Charles cheered, Bai Xi screamed, and the stool brother sat still.

Ye Qingxuan...... Still sleeping with his mouth open-

Just now, a friend informed me that the booth number of CP16 in Shanghai has come down: K48-49. The sample of the book has also come out.,I don't think there will be any problems.。 The ticket has also been bought~ See you on the 28th and 29th~ (to be continued......)