Rebirth 2000, Ome school flower 18 years old

"Comedy, what kind of comedy do you want to make?" Yi Feng suddenly became curious, never expecting that Gu Muxi wanted to make a comedy.

Gu Muxi snapped her fingers and said excitedly: "The performances in the past were too heavy and boring, let's take it easy this time!"

"I've had an idea for a long time. Come to an ancient, martial arts, and light comedy. For example, in a place, there are a group of very interesting people. They each have unique skills, and some very interesting things can happen!"

"I want to put this scene in... an inn, what do you think?"

Yi Feng was startled, "Martial arts? Inn? Comedy?"

"Is the name still called Wulin Gaiden?"

Gu Muxi clapped her hands, "Hey, I haven't figured out the name yet, but it's a good name for you!"

"Wulin... rumors!"

"Haha! That's all!"

Yi Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "This idea is really good..."

If Bai Zhantang found out, would he give himself a sunflower acupuncture?

"OK, then it's settled, I'll write the script when I get back, haha!" Gu Muxi said happily.

Just as he was talking, Yang Jian ran over with a depressed expression on his face, and sat beside Yi Feng dejectedly.

"What's wrong with you? Have you been bullied?" Yi Feng teased.

Yang Jian lamented: "No, Xihua has a boyfriend. Although I am known as the little white dragon in the waves, I am a dragon who will not poach a wall. This is a matter of principle!"

"What a pity!"

Yi Feng patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You are like a bird without feet. No matter how far you fly, you can't land. You'd better find a tree and hang yourself."

Yang Jian shook his head, "How can this work? How can I give up the whole forest for one tree?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Yi Feng took Gu Muxi's hand, stood up and said with a smile: "Hey, then you can figure it out, I have to go on a date."

"Little Xixi, let's go, I'll buy you old popsicles."

As soon as Gu Muxi heard the words "Old Popsicle", Gu Muxi's eyes lit up, she stood up and shouted, "Okay!"

Not long after Yi Feng and Gu Muxi left, several young people suddenly came to the drama club. The leader was a young man wearing glasses who looked gentle.

"President Huang." The glasses youth smiled.

When Huang Sanshi saw the person coming, he immediately put on a warm smile and walked up to him quickly, "Ahaha! Why is Young Master Qiao coming here when you are free? Welcome!"

The appearance of these people also attracted the attention of others, and they all turned their heads to look.

Yang Jian raised his head in surprise when he heard this voice, "Qiao Zixuan? Damn, why are you here?"

Qiao Zixuan, his high school classmate, has an equally well-off family. His father is in the clothing export business and takes orders from foreign countries.

Domestic labor costs are relatively low these days. Many clothing orders from abroad have been transferred to companies in Guangzhou and Zhejiang provinces.

Yang Jian's family is engaged in road construction projects. Fortunately, Qiao's family had a cooperation once before. Qiao's family made work clothes for Yang Jian's family. The two met a few times and they knew each other.

But Yang Jian has never had a good impression of Qiao Zixuan, thinking that this person is too good at pretending, and he has a sense of superiority in dealing with people.

In layman's terms, it is love to pretend.

Qiao Zixuan turned around when he heard the voice, and saw Yang Jian, a little surprised, "Yang Jian, why are you here?"

"What? Do you have your goal here?"

Yang Jian folded his hands on his chest, snorted, and said, "I can go wherever I like, and you don't care."

Qiao Zixuan pushed up his glasses, showing a wicked smile, "Tsk tsk, Yang Jian, it seems that you are in a good mood, I guess, are you getting frustrated by women?"

"Guess your fart." Yang Jian said angrily after seeing through his thoughts.

Qiao Zixuan walked over and came to Yang Jian, then looked him up a few more times, and continued: "Then let me guess again, you came here because you fell in love with He Jing, but He Jing rejected you, right?"

He Jing is the flower of the accounting department.

Yang Jian was shocked in his heart, "You, how do you know?"

Qiao Zixuan pushed his glasses, smiled and said, "There are only two beauties in this small club of more than 20 people. Besides Gu Muxi, there is only He Jing. Is it hard to guess?"

Yang Jian's face darkened, and he asked coldly, "Then what are you here for?"

Qiao Zixuan stretched his waist and said with a smile, "Of course I'm here...to find someone."

"President Huang."

When Huang Sanshi heard it, he thought that Qiao Zixuan was looking for him, so he ran over and said with a smile, "Haha, Mr. Qiao, what do you want me to do?"

Qiao Zixuan took out a pen and handed it to him. It was a very beautiful pen.

"President Huang, I'm giving you this pen. By the way, can you help me fill out the application for joining the club? I want to join the drama club, so it should be fine, right?" Qiao Zixuan smiled confidently.

"Ah! Young Master Qiao wants to join the club. That feeling is great! Warm welcome! There is no problem at all!" Huang Sanshi said happily, taking the exquisite pen.

With such a young and old joining in, there will be no shortage of activity funds in the future!

"Well, I'll trouble President Huang then." Qiao Zixuan bowed slightly.

"Hey, you're welcome! It's a small matter, I'll help you fill out the form." Huang Sanshi was so excited that he was about to jump up, and hurried to fill in the form, going through the motions, for fear that the other party would regret it.

Yang Jian showed doubts on his face, and asked, "Qiao Zixuan, you want to join the drama club? What do you want to do? I know you don't like these things."

Qiao Zixuan smiled, "Does your liking conflict with what I do? Hehe, Yang Jian, you're still so unprogressive."

"Fuck, pay attention to what you say, it's your turn to teach me a lesson?" Yang Jian's face turned darker, and there was a little more anger in his words.

"Fuck you, talk to Brother Qiao cleanly!" The younger brother behind Qiao Zixuan pointed at Yang Jian's nose and threatened.

Yang Jian really wanted to punch that kid, but with so many people on the other side, he still sensibly didn't do it.

Qiao Zixuan seemed to have read his mind, took two steps forward, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and joked, "Why, you still want to hit me?"

"You couldn't beat me in high school, what do you use to fight me now?"

"Yang Jian, be smarter, pick up girls and pick up girls all day long, it will empty out your brain and body."

Yang Jian glared at him angrily, "Fuck, it's none of your business?"

Qiao Zixuan was not annoyed, and suddenly raised his hand to say hello in other directions.

"He Jing, come here."

Hua He Jing, a major in the accounting department, hurried over. She had two cute braids, her facial features were exquisite and beautiful, and her face was lightly made up, she was quite pretty.

"Brother Qiao~" He Jing's face was full of spring breeze, and his coquettish voice towards Qiao Zixuan was so coquettish that his bones were almost crisp.

Yang Jian was taken aback, he didn't expect that He Jing and Qiao Zixuan knew each other, and they looked familiar.

Qiao Zixuan suddenly put his arms around He Jing's small waist, and hugged her tightly, "Today I'm coming to join the club, can I play with you?"

"Okay!" He Jing happily replied, and she bowed her head shyly as she spoke.

"Qiao Zixuan, are you He Jing's boyfriend?" Yang Jian's expression changed.

Qiao Zixuan let go of He Jing, teasingly said: "No, she chased me, but I haven't promised her yet, she, now it's..."

As he said that, Qiao Zixuan walked up to Yang Jian and whispered in his ear, "It's a friend with benefits."

"Huh?!" Yang Jian was taken aback.

I didn't expect that the department flower of the accounting department... would be willing to do this?

"You joined the drama club because of He Jing?" Yang Jian stared at him.

Qiao Zixuan shrugged, smiled and said, "Not really."

"Actually... I came here for Gu Muxi."