Chapter Twenty-Eight: Do You Know Music?
Li Zhushi was full of doubts, and was about to continue asking, but at this moment, a person behind her walked out and interrupted what she hadn't asked yet. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Bamboo poem, Ziqing, long time no see. It was a boy who spoke, with one hand behind his back and the other under his chest, politely looking like an upper-class gentleman in a Western movie that Song Qiu had seen.
After Meng Ziqing saw this person clearly, she exclaimed in surprise: "Zhao Chen, why are you here too?"
"I'm here to participate in the competition, what's the matter, I'm not welcome?" Zhao Chen said with a smile when he heard this.
Li Zhushi's reaction was not as enthusiastic as Meng Ziqing's, and she just nodded lightly.
Li Zhushi's cold expression made Zhao Chen's expression a little gloomy, but it was quickly covered by a smile and was not noticed.
Zhao Chen, a famous talent of Jiangcheng University of Science and Technology, is also a participant in this competition, and together with Shishi, he is known as the two most dazzling people in this competition. Meng Ziqing looked at Song Qiu provocatively, with a full little chest, and introduced.
In fact, she and Zhao Chen are not familiar with each other, just because their parents are all the leading figures in the same circle, they don't look up and see each other when they look down, and they have had a few interactions back and forth.
"Haha, I've won the award, I've won the award, where can I compare my skills to Shangzhu poems?" Zhao Chen smirked, even Song Qiu, who had always considered himself to have a low EQ, saw his hypocrisy.
Li Zhushi smiled faintly: "You are too modest." ”
She turned her head to Song Qiu and said, "There are no seat numbers in here, you just go in and find a place to sit." It's better to sit closer, and the stage will work much better. ”
Song Qiu smiled and bowed his head.
Seeing the intimate conversation between Li Zhushi and Song Qiu, Zhao Chen's face was full of gloom.
"I'm going backstage to prepare, Zhao Chen, will you go with me?" asked Li Zhushi.
Zhao Chen shook his head and said: "You are the opening performance, I am the finale, I don't have to go backstage to prepare so early, I will enter the venue with Ziqing and enjoy your performance." ”
Li Zhushi nodded, and after saying goodbye to Song Qiu and Meng Ziqing, she walked straight to the backstage.
Zhao Chen pretended to have just seen Song Qiu, and asked Meng Ziqing in a pretended manner, "Ziqing, I don't know who this brother is?"
Meng Ziqing pursed her lips and said, "Song Qiu." A dead pervert, don't pay attention to him, and I don't know which tendon in Shishi's head is wrong, so I actually brought him over. ”
Zhao Chen looked at Song Qiu and said with a dry smile: "This brother's dress is simple and simple, very simple." ”
Even Meng Ziqing could tell that he was laughing at Song Qiu's inferior clothes, and the girl smiled at Song Qiu proudly, showing that there was finally someone with the same taste as her.
King Adi?
This kind of stall goods of ten yuan and twenty yuan and three pieces dare to wear it on my body, which makes the eldest lady standing with you lose my share!
"Is He Zhushi a classmate of Jiangcheng University?" Zhao Chen then asked, his eyes flashing with a bit of temptation.
Song Qiu said calmly: "I haven't studied anymore, and now I work as a network administrator in an Internet café." ”
Zhao Chen's eyes were full of contempt, and he pretended to be surprised, and said, "Network manager, is that the kind of person who sits at the counter of an Internet café and is responsible for collecting money and doing chores, with a salary of one or two thousand a month?"
Song Qiu didn't want to say more to him, so he simply nodded perfunctorily: "Yes." ”
Zhao Chen glanced at Meng Ziqing silently, and said with a fake smile: "This job is really condescending for Brother Song, if you don't come to my company, I will manage the insurance treatment to make Brother Song satisfied, how can one or two thousand be enough, how can I get three or four thousand?"
There was mockery in his tone.
Meng Ziqing interjected on the side: "Dead pervert, this person in front of you is the young son of the Zhao Group. He only needs to say a word for you, and you can enter a big company like Zhao's Group, which is a good job that you can't find with all your might, so why don't you say thank you quickly!"
Song Qiu's expression was calm, but when he spoke, both of them were surprised: "No need, I have no ambitions, I like to be a scattered person the most, I am very satisfied with my current job, and I have no plans to change jobs for the time being, thank you." ”
Meng Ziqing was speechless angrily, and slowed down for a while before scolding: "Dead pervert, Tu Baozi, you really have a problem with your brain! If you don't do it for a good white-collar worker in a big company, you won't be ashamed to be the network administrator who watches the gate." ”
Zhao Chenpi said with a smile: "Ziqing, don't talk about Brother Song, everyone has their own ambitions, we don't need to force it, since Brother Song doesn't want to, then forget about this matter." Besides, maybe Brother Song is the girl who has fallen in love with the owner of someone's Internet café, and wants to be the son-in-law of the owner. ”
Meng Ziqing showed a suspicious look in her eyes, staring at Song Qiu carefully: "Dead pervert, you won't really be a soft eater, right?" Hmm, Zhao Chen, when you say that, it's really possible." ”
Song Qiu smiled bitterly, he knew how to explain at this time, this girl would not believe it.
The three of them talked and walked as they walked, and by this time they had already chosen a place to sit near the stage.
Zhao Chen looked at Song Qiu and said with a smile: "Brother Song has a wide range of hobbies, not only likes to be a network administrator and repair computers, but also likes music, so he specially finds time here to enjoy music performances. There are a lot of opera shows in this competition, and Brother Song will have to taste and appreciate them when the time comes. ”
Meng Ziqing said disgustedly: "Music is an elegant art, how can this soil bun understand music? I guess you're sitting here, and you'll be asleep in less than five minutes at the beginning, and the real music is different from what you think. ”
Song Qiu stroked the half-drunk bottle of "Jia Duo Bao" on the cup holder with his fingers, and said calmly in the face of the cynicism of the two: "I may really know some musical art." ”
"Just you?"
Hearing Song Qiu's words, Meng Ziqing laughed heartily, not believing it.
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Liu Yang has been distressed lately.
He is a well-known swimming coach in Huaxia, and was specially hired by Jiangcheng University as the head coach of the school swimming team for the upcoming National University Games in Jinguancheng. The swimming team of Jiangcheng University is one of the best in China, and if he wants to win the championship in this National University Games and even achieve good results in the World University Games, Jiangcheng University is his best choice, and there is no one, which is why Liu Yang accepted the employment of Jiangcheng University. But now, he's in trouble.
The best male player in the team tore his ligament in training and has been confirmed to miss the National University Games, which made the men's single event, which was originally the focus of Jiangcheng University's gold medal, instantly become the weakest link of the whole swimming team. Liu Yang knows very well that if he wants to rely on the remaining male players to win a gold medal in the men's event, it is undoubtedly a dream.
He sat down at his desk and sighed heavily.
He is not very old, he is considered a coach of the Mesozoic generation in the domestic swimming world, and although he has made some achievements in coaching for more than ten years, he has never been really tough and can convince other coaches to lead the team. The reason why he devoted all his efforts to this school swimming team was because he wanted to use a champion to fight for the position of head coach of the upcoming Huaxia University Swimming Team. If he can't win at least one championship in this Games, then he has absolutely no chance of winning this position.
Liu Yang leaned back on the chair, rubbed his forehead vigorously with one hand, and took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket with the other hand, and held it diagonally to browse the web.
"Male Students of Jiangcheng University Bravely Save Female Classmates in the Water".
The headline of a piece of news fell into Liu Yang's eyes.
Jiangcheng University and falling into the water, these two keywords are very concerned by Liu Yang. He clicked in and habitually looked at the news source, "Chuhe Daily". This daily newspaper is a newspaper with a large sales volume in Jiangcheng, and it is said to be the industry of Yuantu Group.
Liu Yang was not interested in reading the news word by word, so he clicked on the video above the news.
The footage of the video was blurry, and Liu Yang could tell at a glance that it was taken by a camera installed near the lake.
In the video, a woman is struggling in the water, and Liu Yang can't help but shake her head. He was so professional that he could see at a glance that this woman's movements would only push him farther and farther.
Soon a boy appeared from the corner of the video and jumped into the lake.
In professional swimming, the posture of entering the water is also a university question, and only the most amateur will stab like the boys in the video.
"It's an amateurish position. Liu Yang sneered.