Shut up, I am really a pure love god of war!

Chapter 310 Opening up in person

"Ok?"

Everyone at the table looked at Bai Yang in unison.

"My mom?" Zhong Xilu opened his mouth: "Why am I calling you?"

She felt a little guilty: "Is it because of my trip to the capital?"

"Partly." Bai Yang nodded: "She asked me to remind you to think carefully about how to comfort Uncle Lu."

"By the way, tell me that if she hadn't stopped him, Uncle Lu would have rushed to the imperial capital with a knife and cut me into pieces."

Zhong Xilu: "That shouldn't be the case. My dad is quite gentle."

"If your tone could be more confident, I might believe it." Bai Yang sighed.

"Do not worry."

"When I go back, I'll go to the airport and buy a set of tea sets to appease him and everything will be fine." Zhong Xilu quickly put the matter behind him.

Zeng Jianeng was full of curiosity and asked, "Bai Yang, are you familiar with Xiaolu's parents?"

"Aunt Zhong takes good care of me, and Uncle Lu is also very restrained." Bai Yang said.

"Oh——" Zeng Jianeng dragged out the word and gave Duan Yiqing a look.

It’s over. I’ve already met the parents. Sister, you really can’t win this fight. You should just give up.

Duan Yiqing received the message, her eyes dimmed for a moment, and then she looked at Chun Yuwan.

Chun Yuwan didn't react at all, as if it had nothing to do with her.

After breakfast, the group returned to the studio.

There were very few people there. I guess they all skipped classes and stayed in the dormitory. Teacher Meng Jia was there, but it seemed that because today was special, he didn't intend to intervene.

Seeing Bai Yang coming in, he greeted him: "I heard that today is your birthday, happy birthday."

"Thank you, Teacher Meng Jia." Bai Yang smiled and nodded.

"What a coincidence! We can celebrate your birthday at the party tonight." Teacher Meng Jia reminded him, "It starts at six o'clock. Don't forget."

"Ok."

Then he sat down in front of his easel.

Zhong Xilu also sat over and took out his cell phone. Soon, he remembered the opening music of the movie Dragon Flag.

"What do you mean by watching me paint is just staying here and watching a movie?" Bai Yang complained, "Wouldn't that be too boring?"

"No." Zhong Xilu didn't look up and said, "Wasn't it always like this when we were deskmates before?"

"I haven't felt this way for a long time. I'm reliving it."

Bai Yang was stunned for a moment.

When I was in school, I did try hard to catch up with my studies, while Zhong Xilu stayed at home playing with his phone. Only half a year has passed, but I feel like my memory has become a bit yellowed.

"What movie are you watching?" Bai Yang asked.

"effort."

"Stephen Chow?" Bai Yang raised his eyebrows: "I'll watch it with you."

"Not drawing anymore? Didn't you say you wanted to enrich yourself today?"

"Drawing shit!" Bai Yang moved the stool next to Zhong Xilu, and the two of them sat next to each other: "Who can refuse to rewatch Stephen Chow's movies on their birthday?"

As he said this, he turned to look at Chun Yuwan: "Xiao Yuwan, do you see?"

Chun Yuwan shook her head slowly.

"I'll paint another propositional creation."

She lowered her eyebrows slightly and tried not to pay attention to the two people next to her.

But the sound of the movie still came into my ears unstoppably.

"Who else!"

".Is there still the king's law? Is there still law?"

A picture popped up. Then, she couldn't help but feel upset. Chun Yuwan picked up the brush, and the paint on the paper looked particularly messy.

But Chun Yuwan was at a loss as to what the title was. What she sketched instinctively was a balcony with lights on in the dark, and an empty deck chair on the balcony.

After finishing watching Kung Fu, there was still a lot of time, so I clicked on The King of Comedy.

At noon, I took Zhong Xilu to experience the studio cafeteria, and in the afternoon we continued to watch movies in the corner of the studio.

The day of observing the painting studio has been forgotten, and instead, it is more like reliving a day as a desk mate. It doesn't seem as boring as imagined.

Nearing six o'clock, Teacher Meng Jia organized everyone to pile up the messy easels in the studio against the wall, leaving the space in the middle empty, and then moved tables and chairs from the cafeteria.

The cafeteria chef had prepared a dinner that was far more sumptuous than before - at least there seemed to be more meat than vegetables, and there was even hot chicken soup.

After the feast, the party officially began. Teacher Meng Jia stood in the middle and gave a long review of the fulfillment of the past few months of training. He also took everyone to look forward to the future before announcing that students who were willing to perform could come forward.

Well. It's really hard to put together any outstanding performance in such a small studio. Basically, they just play the accompaniment on their phones and treat the studio as a KTV. After a few shows, the atmosphere did become heated, but there were also more ghost howlings.

Zeng Jianeng secretly glanced at Bai Yang who was sitting with Zhong Xilu, and whispered to Duan Yiqing who was standing next to him with a nervous look on her face, "Are you really going to go?"

"I've been preparing for so long, how can I give up?"

Duan Yiqing took a deep breath, and while the last person finished singing, she walked to the middle with her guitar.

The students sitting around were suddenly silent.

"It seems that Duan Yiqing came prepared." Teacher Meng Jia, who was the guest host, looked at the guitar in her hand and said with a smile: "Everyone, applaud and welcome her!"

The crowd immediately gave thunderous applause out of respect.

Teacher Meng Jia asked again: "What program does Duan Yiqing plan to perform for everyone?"

"I--"

Duan Yiqing started to speak, then paused, took a deep breath, and looked in the direction of Bai Yang.

“I want to sing a song to someone.”

After saying this, she quickly avoided his sight, sat down, hugged her guitar, and gently plucked the strings with her fingers.

It can be seen that the other party's movements are quite unfamiliar, but compared to others who can only howl into the phone, his singing and playing are obviously much higher-end, and applause immediately broke out all around.

It's a familiar melody.

The prelude ended and Duan Yiqing's clear voice sounded.

"I can't tell why, but I became very proactive~"

"If you fall in love with someone, everything will be worth doing~"

"I want to loudly declare that I can't bear to leave you~"

"Even the next door neighbor guessed how I feel now~"

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At first her voice was still a little trembling, but as she sang, courage emerged. Duan Yiqing finally dared to look in Bai Yang's direction again, ignoring Zhong Xilu beside him and only looking into his eyes.

"I want to hold your hand like this and never let go. Can love be simple and without hurt~"

"I, lean on your shoulder, I, fall asleep on your chest~"

"Live like this, I love you, you love me~"

Everyone can obviously hear that the lyrics have been slightly changed, turning it into a love song sung from a girl's perspective to a boy.

Therefore, everyone's eyes unconsciously followed Duan Yiqing and looked at Bai Yang.

Gradually, low exclamations and discussions were heard.

"Duan Yiqing, is this song specifically for Bai Yang?"

"What do you mean? You're not going to confess in public, are you?"

"Fuck, are you so bold?"

"Have you noticed that the expression of the girl next to Bai Yang is not right?"

"It feels like something good is going to happen. Fight! Fight!"

(End of this chapter)