The beginning of a feminist world: I’m going to break off the engagement

After He Qiuliang finished speaking, he directly began to play.

The melancholy tune, the deep voice, permeated the entire office.

At the door of the room, Yang Weizhu was not locked up when he came in.

The students of Fog City who had been queuing up gathered around.

Among them, including Lan Zhiyuan, who was coming out with a sad and disappointed face.

For this selection, his fans all said that they were likely to succeed.

In their opinion, Lan Zhiyuan is beautiful and can dance, so there is no reason to lose the election.

So, he even wore his favorite lace-trimmed white dress today.

He also wore it in high school to show off at the school's final party.

Who knows, today it was criticized as a mess, and what "pretentiousness", "ordinary dance" and "a lot of mistakes" came out.

Hearing the sad voice coming from next door, he felt it and squeezed through with the crowd.

However, when he saw He Qiuliang, who was wearing a guitar and standing in front of Yang Weizhu, playing and singing fascinatedly, his face turned pale.

How could this white lotus flower be haunted like a hanged ghost

? Can he be met here again!

Moreover, why? Why did the honorary dean ask him to come here alone?

After He Qiuliang finished playing "Mohe Dance Hall," Yang Weizhu was the first to applaud.

The students standing at the door applauded.

"I've heard this song!"

"It's uploaded on the intranet, it seems to be from this year's freshman military training talent show?" or me?" "It's me

, I remember it clearly! This is my male god, one of the two prides of Fog City." However, in my opinion, there is no such thing as Fog City, and my male god is the best!"

"Hey, hey, I have a wet photo of him.

Yang Huimin also looked at He Qiuliang a little stunned.

Although He Qiuliang's song was full of flaws in her opinion, on the whole, it was very amazing

! She hadn't heard such a touching song for a long time!

He Qiuliang scratched her face and smiled a little embarrassed.

It's really the light of the traverser.

In the past, he played and sang these things, but there was no audience.

I remember one night when he came back from work, when he was playing alone, he was chased by the aunt downstairs: "Noisy, noisy, noisy? It's seven o'clock in the evening now, delaying my child's homework, and he won't be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University in the future, are you responsible?"

Yang Weizhu saw that the applause stopped, and then asked with a smile: "Your song is more infectious, although there are still many problems, but the flaws are not hidden." By the way, why did you create such a sentimental song? Is there a background, and if so, it is more attractive with the music.

"Of these two songs, I'll help you get the sheet music out tonight, and then tomorrow you will practice the chorus with that girl." "

As for "Mohe Dance Hall", I will help you send it to the Twelve Sects and see what they say.

He Qiuliang hurriedly said: "Everything is up to Dean Yang." In terms of background, yes, I'll

go back and write it out later, and then—" Yang Weizhu said: "Then you go back and write it now, and I'll go to the rehearsal in the evening."

He Qiuliang thanked him again, and then left with his guitar.

The students at the door took pictures with their mobile phones.

Lan Zhiyuan looked at this scene, and his teeth were about to be crushed.

Seeing He Qiuliang disappear at the door, Yang Huimin watched Yang Weizhu watch the computer busy, hurriedly put on her shoes, and quickly followed.

He Qiuliang was followed out of the art academy building by a group of students.

Seeing that the last few girls didn't dare to come up, He Qiuliang quickened his pace, and only when he reached the riverside did he breathe a sigh of relief and slow down.

Unexpectedly, before he had gone far, he heard a shout from behind: "The one in front, you stop for me!"

He Qiuliang turned his head suspiciously.

When he saw that it was Yang Huimin, his face collapsed directly.

Yang Huimin chased after him all the way, looked at He Qiuliang with a smile and said, "I didn't expect you to be quite talented." I take back my previous words, you are not ugly.

He Qiu said expressionlessly: "Are you okay

?" Yang Huimin pointed in the direction of the school gate and said, "Let's go have a meal together?"

He Qiuliang turned around and walked: "Sorry, I don't have time."

Yang Huimin grabbed his wrist.

He Qiuliang stopped again and shook her hand directly.

Yang Huimin laughed twice and said, "Are you angry with me? I just said that you are ugly? I'm sorry, I've always been honest, don't mind."

He Qiuliang sneered and said: "I'm sorry, first, I don't care what you say about me at all; second, all people who think they are honest are actually people who come out of their mouths, and they don't have a door, don't label yourself as frank." As

he spoke, he was going to leave again.

Yang Huimin smiled proudly.

Spicy! Spicy

enough

! She likes such a man!

Yang Huimin chased after her, rushed to He Qiuliang, stretched out her hand and pinched He Qiuliang's chin, and was about to kiss it forcibly.

He Qiuliang: "......., a woman in the feminist world, how can she like to use this trick?"

Seeing that her mouth came over, He Qiuliang

kicked Yang Huimin in the abdomen.

Yang Huimin screamed miserably, holding her abdomen and squatting down.

Although there was no handle, this kick also made her feel like a gold star.

He Qiuliang walked a little farther, Yang Huimin stood up tremblingly and said, "I'll tell you, you're finished, you made me half paralyzed! You'd better take me to the hospital now, otherwise-" He

Qiuliang saw that Yang Huimeng was fine, and turned around to leave.

If you can't die, then it's fine.

Yang Huimin watched He Qiuliang quickly disappear from sight, rubbing her abdomen with bared teeth.

It took a while for her to come to her senses.

Looking at the direction in which He Qiuliang disappeared, Yang Huimin gritted her teeth and said, "Sample, so fierce! Be careful not to find a girlfriend!"

......

He Qiuliang returned to the third floor of a canteen and returned the guitar, and then went back to the faculty dormitory to write the background story of "Mohe Dance Hall".

The difference is that he replaced the Great Khing'an Mountains with an area where fires had once occurred in a remote part of the new country in which he lived.

After writing these, He Qiuliang wrote another chapter of the feminist version of "The Legend of Mortal Immortal Cultivation", and then passed the third and fourth chapters to Qiu Si through the polar bear.

What he didn't expect was that Qiu Si was actually online and replied: "The editor already has a message there, ask you to send a book of 6,000 words, and then send me the link, I will send it to you, and then sign it."

He Qiuliang sent the first three chapters of the feminist version of "The Legend of Mortal Immortals".

It is currently under review.

He Qiuliang went to the cafeteria to eat, and then came back to take a nap.

There are classes in the afternoon for the third and fourth periods.

After the fourth class and the meal, He Qiuliang took the background story of "Mohe Dance Hall" to the third floor of a canteen.

Yang Weizhu is really here

! Yang Huimin is also here!

Everyone is rehearsing.

He Qiuliang handed over the background story to Yang Weizhu, and Yang Weizhu was greatly moved after reading it.

Chong He Qiuliang nodded, and Yang Weizhu said, "Okay, I received it." I'll leave it to you. Tonight, you'd better go back and rest. When will you not have classes tomorrow?"

He Qiuliang said: "Afternoon."

Yang Weizhu said: "Then you come over in the afternoon, and when the brief score comes out, you and Jiang Tingting will practice Xi chorus together." He

Qiuliang was ready to go back.

Yang Huimin followed.

He Qiuliang suddenly grabbed a plastic stool and glared at it viciously.

Yang Huimin hurriedly stopped

: "......" He Qiuliang said: "Don't mess me up!