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Chapter 280 Durability Exhausted

Several people were taken aback at the same time, and looked at Han Qiu in unison.

Except for Murong Wei, her eyes were wandering at this moment, she didn't know where she was looking.

Everyone was very anxious, waiting for Han Qiu to express his affection and not to leave any regrets in his life, but Han Qiu threw a few peanuts into his mouth and drank two sips of wine like a normal person.

It can be seen from these behaviors that his mouth function is completely normal. Why doesn't he speak?

Both Gucheng and Zhengtaibu wanted to break Han Qiu's mouth open. It really seemed that the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuch was anxious. Others were worrying and anxious, but the rightful lord was leisurely and leisurely, as if nothing happened.

Gu Cheng punched his fists twice in hatred, and then sighed helplessly.

Everyone looked at Han Qiu with incomprehensible eyes: You can solve the problem with a single sentence, are you still playing Shen Shen here?Is your brain flooded?If you miss this village, there won’t be this store!
Zhong Yiyi's eyes were particularly complicated. She didn't know whether she should be sad or happy, and at the same time, there was a deep sense of guilt...

Han Qiu was still drinking as if no one else was there, and accidentally made eye contact with Murong Wei, both of them moved away at the same time, but only at that moment, they both felt the heat in each other's eyes.

Everything was left unsaid... When everyone around them was puzzled and anxious, the two parties were like a pair of marginal characters wandering around the periphery of the story, directing the scene tacitly until the very end. The climactic scene... for the final explosion, I have to bear it now, otherwise it won't have that effect by then.

Everyone sighed. It seemed that Gucheng's last effort for Han Qiu tonight was about to come to naught.Everyone didn't speak, but just continued to drink.

The sound of flute and guitar began to appear frequently by the lake...

Those who are about to leave are obviously unwilling to go gently, come gently, without taking a cloud.They want to calmly take away the best memory in life, and at the same time leave their mark on Rongda.

In this moonlit night with few stars, farewell has become the main theme. Songs filled with sorrow of separation create waves of ripples on the sparkling lake. Even the lake is carrying sadness...

"Let's play a big song for Gu Gu too." Wang Qing suggested.

"Good idea!" Zhong Yiyi agreed first, but then spread his hands: "Unfortunately, there is no piano here..."

Murong Wei hurriedly said: "The instruments are all in the store, I'll go get them now!"

"No, Weiwei, the piano is so heavy, how can you move it? I'm not good at other instruments!" Zhong Yiyi said anxiously.

"No need." Gu Cheng shook his head: "I accept your wishes, but there is really no need for this, it's too troublesome."

Several people were debating, trying to convince each other, but there was a heart-stopping clear sound in their ears.

Han Qiu stood by the lake holding the organ that shone with faint blue light, letting the breeze stroke his sleeves, his eyes calm and far away.

The bursts of music from the organ, as if carrying a kind of magic power, penetrated the air and echoed in the night sky beside the huge lake.

All the flute and guitar sounds by the lake were overshadowed.Gradually, these voices slowly disappeared, leaving only the sound of the harmonica full of parting sadness...

The solitary figure standing quietly by the lake became the focus of everyone, like the center of a stage.

In the deep melody like gurgling water, bursts of worry flooded into the hearts of everyone who was about to leave:

I didn’t deliberately look through the photos, I didn’t deliberately listen to the farewell songs, I didn’t deliberately touch the heartstrings of missing you.But those fragments of memories that have passed by always make the initially impetuous heart immersed in a glass filled with water, and taste the campus life that is longed for but can no longer look back, just like the sycamore tree in autumn, with fallen leaves flying all over the sky , Indus drizzle, tears in autumn...

When the melodious melody slowly faded away, only bursts of sobbing remained.

"Brother, getting to know you is the most proud thing I have done in Rongda for four years! You have made my dream come true!" Gu Cheng tilted his head and patted Han Qiu's shoulder vigorously!The reason why he turned his head sideways was because he didn't want anyone to see that there were little tears hanging from the corners of his eyes...

"Who played this piece of music?" The graduates by the lake began to pay attention to this important topic.

On the lakeside under the moonlit night, there is only soft moonlight and no bright lights. The voice standing on the lakeside is hazy and makes people unable to see clearly. Who is outside the window when I wake up from the dream, opening the ending?

Someone quickly approached.

"I see! It's a man with heatstroke!" A surprised voice suddenly pierced the quiet night sky!

"Ah! Heat stroke man! I should have thought of it a long time ago! Only he can play music that touches the soul and makes people cry!"

"Thank you, man with heat stroke, for leaving me with a wonderful memory on the last day of my college life!"

"This is the best gift I've ever received before I left! I've already recorded it, so I can listen to it again and again when I miss the campus in the future!"

"Heatstroke man, I wish you good luck!"

Many people came forward one after another, carrying wine bottles, wanting to have a drink with the sunstroke man who was in full swing on the campus of Rongda University for the last drink of their university life. What a pity.

Zhou Yang made an exaggerated movement of shrinking his head back and exclaimed: "No, Brother Qiu is just like Conan!"

"Conan? Can this be explained?" Both Zhengtaibu and Zhong Yiyi looked at Zhou Yang with inexplicable eyes. Could it be that Han Qiu should be a detective?

"Conan represents a kind of courage. Wherever you go, you will be admired by others!" Zhou Yang's eyes seemed to admire Han Qiu.

"That's wrong. It's not about letting others worship you wherever you go. It's about letting others die wherever you go!" Zhong Yiyi pursed his lips: "Humph, the big idiot is so outstanding that he doesn't give others a chance at all... ..."

Should this sentence be understood as praise or criticism?
Murong Wei sat quietly alone, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: Although the big bad guy always bullies people, he is really a genius. It seems that his techniques are not skillful, and he is far from being proficient. Even It's like a beginner, but the music he plays is always so touching.

Now, just wait for him to show off in that Li Xiahui competition, and then let himself be his girlfriend in front of everyone...

Thinking of the word "girlfriend", Murong Wei's pure white cheeks flushed bright red, and she turned her head away slightly, feeling an indescribable strange feeling in her heart.

She took out her mobile phone and secretly sent a text message: Promise me, you will never lose in the competition next month!
Obviously, the person is right in front of her, but she still wants to contact her by sending text messages.Under the eyes of everyone, communicating with each other silently, it feels like being a thief in such a sneaky way, and there is an inexplicable tension and excitement...

Han Qiu picked up the phone and looked at it, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat!
Competition!That's right, there will be an important music PK next week!And now, my organ of tears, which had only the last bit of durability left, after blowing like this, just...

However, he doesn't regret it at all, even if he is given a chance to choose, he will still take out the organ of tears and leave a good memory for the ancient city that is about to leave!

Fortunately, there is still a week to go to the game to buy equipment and items; and, after the durability of this thing is exhausted, isn't there a repair function?If it can't be repaired, it will become experience points swallowed.

All in all, this stuff won’t go to waste!

Han Qiu was about to put the worn-out Tears of Style back into his bag for repair, when suddenly something flashed through his mind: Aren't he planning to study this polymer material?The first experimental product is this style of tears!Murong Wei helped me open a store to make money. In fact, it was just to earn enough money to engage in research on this brand-new material. If it is returned to the bag and eaten...

Forget it, let's continue to make equipment items in the game!
It's just that the musical instruments in the game are a tiny part that can be ignored, and the chances of playing them are very small, especially now that you don't fight monsters, but rely on exploding other people's equipment to make a living. It can be described in four words: idle ass hurts!

Han Qiu was muttering in his heart, and put another big hand on his shoulder.

"Brother, don't be too sad. There is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever." When Gu Cheng saw Han Qiu standing stupidly in silence, he thought he was overly sad and quickly enlightened him: "When we get together, we part ways. This is Life. We can meet and make friends in the vast sea of ​​people. This is originally a kind of fate. As long as there is fate, we will always meet again in the future."

Han Qiu quickly restrained his thoughts about equipment and items in his heart, and looked at the ancient city with slightly regretful eyes. Why did he accidentally miss the topic?Now is the time to say goodbye, put other things aside for now!
"By the way, Gu Da, have you found a job? Which city are you planning to go to after graduation?" Han Qiu asked with concern.

"This year, I have been playing basketball and watching you play basketball. How can I find time to look for a job? I finally waited until I was free, but the recruitment agency was no longer available." Although Gucheng has not found a job yet, his tone But he looked unusually relaxed and indifferent, spreading his hands and said: "But there are only stupid pigs in the world, and there are no people who starve to death. As long as you work hard, it is not difficult to feed yourself. I am going to develop in the capital. If you come here after graduation, maybe we can reunite there! Then we two brothers will join forces to do something in his career!"

Beijing?In fact, it's not that Han Qiu has no chance, even if he wants to, he can go now. Brother Li Yan's place is short of people!It's a pity that the ancient city is not specialized in materials, otherwise I can introduce it.

As for Han Qiu's direction after graduation, at least for now, he hasn't made up his mind yet...

(End of this chapter)