It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

A small quarrel ended with Xu puppy's wailing and Zhao Xiaoteddy's bickering.

The precious little lamb still remembered what he was doing by bringing these two teammates to his room tonight.

The brisk and melodious tunes played in the million-dollar audio equipment.

Xu Zhaoling's envy, jealousy and hatred reached its peak at this time.

Almost at the moment the last note fell, Teddy Zhao’s “scream!” suddenly sounded in the room.

Holding his aching arms, Zhao Keqiao complained and praised with both hands:

"Xiaoyang! Xu Zhaoling is jealous of the great talents of you and Teacher Tournesol!"

"He pinched me!"

"He can't listen to such noble and beautiful music!"

As soon as he bit his back molar, Xu Zhaoling, who was about to explode, was almost caught by the precious little sheep who "finally understood the truth".

"OK OK!"

"It's very late, but Qiao quickly takes a look at what needs to be changed in this music score. After setting the score, we have to go to the music room in the back to record the song."

"I have to build the equipment and everything again."

"It's all time-consuming."

It seemed that he was already a little tired. After the Jingui Lamb finished speaking, his eyelids immediately closed!

Zhao Xiaoteddy, who was still trying to show off, immediately stopped. Xu Xiaoxiao, who couldn't resist, just looked at the sheep with his eyes closed and pretending to sleep with some resentment.

Zhao Keqiao took the music score on the table and read it carefully... and read it again. His heart was excited, but his mind... was blank!

"Uh!" Xu Zhaoling actually knew about Zhao Keqiao's embarrassment, but he didn't say it!

Zhao Keqiao tugged at the sleeves of the sleeping lamb and said in an awkward voice: "Xiaoyang, this score, I know it is a very good score!"

"But I don't know whether it can be used or how to change it!"

The most he can do is study hard and practice hard, so that he can understand the piano score of a certain song, and then pretend to perform on stage!

Xu Zhaoling’s sarcasm is online again!

The sleepy lamb pinched the tall mountain roots and scratched its neck.

I can't understand... Then there's nothing she can do about it for a while!

After stretching for a while, under the "high expectations", the sleepy little sheep clapped his hands and said, "OK! Call it a day!"

Zhao Xiaoteddy's heart immediately thumped!

The sleepy little sheep has another line: "Let's go, next stop, record songs!"

Zhao Xiao Teddy: Wuwuwu, he knows that Yangyang is always the best to him! Unconditionally good!

Xu Zhaoling's heart was also on a roller coaster, but now that he's back on the ground, he's starting to feel regretful again, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, little Teddy got such a good song, will he be promoted to a music star later?"

"When the time comes, a bunch of music variety shows will invite us, Teacher Zhao, who can't even read music scores. What will we do?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Xiaoteddy suddenly turned into a bitter-faced person.

The short journey to the recording studio suddenly became extremely long...

Bai Yang, who still realized that this kind of mood was not suitable for recording songs, interrupted Zhao Xiaoteddy's endless internal friction, "If you don't know, we will arrange special training!"

"It's never easy to hire a few music teachers to follow you around for three shifts. They will take advantage of every opportunity in class and check for gaps. It's never easy to become a so-called musical genius quickly!"

"The question is... do you love music or not?"

The explanation ends here.

In one weekend, "Little Prince of Variety Shows" Zhao Keqiao created a solo single from scratch and delivered a very eye-catching answer!

……

Return to A University.

The cold little sheep carried a large schoolbag with a day's worth of professional course textbooks on his back.

There was also a mask around his face.

Appearing quite low-key in the campus stationery store.

It wasn't because she was missing a pen or notebook.

But, before going out.

The three golden flowers in the studio continuously called her to bring back some "specialties" from A University.

A University is such a good school. Qing Leng Xiaoyang can only think of what local products there are around the campus.

I sneaked into the campus stationery store that had just opened half an hour before class.

The cold little sheep picked up the vermilion shopping basket and began to put items into the basket one by one.

First three notebooks with the big A logo? Well, get two more copies! Afraid of not being able to separate.

A few steps further, there is a whole wall of bookmarks of various types and materials that are easy to carry.

There is no difficulty in choosing. There are two pieces of cold lamb, both in the basket.

I was about to walk to the place where books are sold not far away.

The automatic sensor bell at the entrance of the stationery store made a sheep-scary sound: "Welcome~"

A sneaky lamb immediately looked back and saw two sisters who might be about the same age as her.

It’s not that she is too confident, it’s mainly because most sisters of this age are star-chasing, so the chances of knowing her are quite high!

The panicked little sheep pulled hard on her life-saving mask.

Carrying a basket half full of things, I ran towards the cashier.

Don't dare to gamble!

I can’t bet a little!

The sheep's life was at stake, so the panicked little sheep ran towards the direction where Uncle Yin was waiting for him as soon as he paid the bill.

This time when he came out, Uncle Yin also put on a disguise.

A change from his previous impression. Uncle Yin, wearing an executive jacket, looked much more affable.

Standing in a remote corner of the teaching building, waiting for his young master.

From time to time, a security guard who thought he was unfamiliar would come up to chat.

Yin Bo uniformly said: "I came to the Department of Mathematics to study."

Usually after saying this, the security guards will walk away.

But there are also some who are more serious and want to check Uncle Yin’s “hukou”!

Uncle Yin, who had just donated two hundred million small funds to the mathematics department, silently took out the brand new leadership card of the mathematics department from his pocket.

The serious security guard and the older men who were not serious just now but regarded Uncle Yin as a teacher from another school:

...Oh haha! Oh ho ho ho!

The leader is interrupting! The leader said goodbye! …

The panicked little sheep trotted over when the security guard looked embarrassed and walked away silently.

The security guard who wanted to stop the rash but was careful not to hit the "mathematics department leader" quickly stood in front of the panicked lamb.

He said somewhat unhappily: "This classmate, run carefully."

The panicked Xiaoyang just nodded when he heard the words, turned sideways to avoid the contact of the security guard, and raised the shopping bag in his hand.

He was still a little out of breath when he spoke:

"Give!"

"Send me to the studio first!"

"And I have evening classes today, so I'll contact the driver later!"

"Just go back first!"

The panicked little sheep all handed over the things in his hands to Uncle Yin.

Security men: No... no! why?

Is this student the grandson of the leader of the mathematics department?

It’s not good to ask directly.

Because the leader himself is already speaking: "Yeah."

"Remember to eat at noon. I just inspected the canteen next to it, and some of the menus look pretty decent."

"Pay attention to your diet...it's best to take a photo for Uncle Yin after clicking, do you know?"

Uncle Yin asked softly, making it sound less like a conversation between a grandfather and his grandson.

The few security guards looked at their noses and their minds, and quickly slipped away!