generation city grass

Seeing this, Mi Xu was about to be surprised, but Chen Yuzong came out wiping his hair and called him to take a bath.

In order to arouse someone's suspicion, Mi Xu calmly tapped on the computer, put on his clothes leisurely and went into the bathroom, and after a while, walked out slowly.

Chen Yuzong raised his head from the book, his eyes stayed on the other party's bird's nest-like hairstyle for a moment, and then fell on the small vest that was rolled up and half of his waist was exposed, and then looked down at his watch.

Back and forth, 10 minutes did not pass.

Mi Xu pretended to yawn: "Today's battle has exhausted me too much energy. It's late at night, and I have to report to the Ministry of Literature and Art tomorrow morning. I might have to face another twists and turns. I think I will You should recharge your energy and store up your energy, so as not to change, so... good night!"

After finishing speaking, Mi Xu jumped onto the bed in twos and twos, then turned over, covered his head with the quilt, and fell asleep.

Chen Yuzong: "..."

Mi Xu buried himself under the quilt for a few minutes, pricked up his ears to confirm that the people outside hadn't moved, then carefully took out his phone and turned on the BBS again.

It was still the same building, but the reply turned another page.

Mi Xu scrolled down half a page, and saw countless floors where people were asking Xiaolan about his friend's appearance and specific appearance, and there were people who said he was going to buy a rehearsal ticket, bring equipment to block him, and even bring a gang to let Mi Xu The more you look at it, the more frightened you become.

He crossed the webpage, and the strange light of Ren Youyou reflected a frightened face under the blanket.

No, I can't watch it, and I'm sure I won't be able to fall asleep after watching it.

Mi Xu thought about it for a while, but he couldn't think of any effective method. He could only put the phone back under the pillow and force himself to sleep quickly with his eyes closed. The crowd is the most forgetful. Although he has a halo , has a strong sense of presence, but the school celebration team is so exciting, how can the friendship guest star take the leading role? As time goes by, everyone will always forget about themselves, even if it is so difficult, but I should believe their strength.

After thinking about it, Mi Xu finally felt a little sleepy. Before being summoned by Zhou Gong, he still couldn't hold back and took out his mobile phone again, and typed a text message in an eloquent way.

Seeing wealth and forgetting righteousness, losing all conscience, exposing the hatred of the bottom, never forgetting each other-good brother, hehehe.

After the transmission was successful, the phone was turned off, and Mi Xu fell asleep in satisfaction.

Chen Yuzong kept watching the ball of quilt upstairs twisting left and right. When it finally subsided and there was no more movement, he got up and turned off the light, and crawled to the opposite side to lie down.

The next day, Mi Xu got up and went out with Chen Yuzong. Before leaving, he suddenly remembered something and hurried back.

Chen Yuzong watched Mi Xu rummage through the closet, and finally found a hat and a big mask and put it on.

Facing Chen Yuzong who was suspicious, Mi Xu hurriedly said: "Didn't I lose my appearance yesterday? I think it is necessary to take some precautionary measures so as not to affect my good image in the hearts of the public. By the way, do you have sunglasses?" "

Chen Yuzong: "..."

The two left the dormitory area and went to school together. The long vacation was not over, and there were quite few people on the road. They should have parted ways when they reached the gate of Jianyuan, but Mi Xu found that Dachengcao was still following him.

Mi Xu was inexplicable: "Aren't you going to find your teacher?"

Chen Yuzong: "Yes."

Mi Xu: "Does Teacher Lin also have a dance to perform recently?"

Chen Yuzong: "...No."

Then, my lord, what is your intention for this trip?

Chen Yuzong: "I have something to do with Xia Miaomiao."

Mi Xu: "Sister Miaomiao went to the field today, and she probably hasn't returned to the Ministry of Literature and Art yet."

Chen Yuzong: "Then find someone else."

Mi Xu: "..."

Chen Yuzong: "..."

Mi Xu looked at the other party for a while, then suddenly bent his eyes and smiled, stretched out his hand and pushed Chen Yuzong hard.

If it weren't for Dachengcao's steady footing, he would have fallen a bit, and he seemed to have heard Mi Xu say "deadly..."

Chen Yuzong: "..."

Mi Xu shrugged and said, "Okay, okay, I'm only going for a while, and I'll be back soon. I know what you are thinking about, but no matter how good the relationship between the two is, we can't be together all the time. Always keep a proper distance to help each other breathe more fresh air, right, be good, wait for me when I come back~"

After finishing speaking, Mi Xu blew a kiss to Chen Yuzong, then stretched out his arms to hug him, and then ran away without looking at the other's expression.

Chen Yuzong: "..."

……

Mi Xu didn't dare to turn his head until he ran all the way, and he let out a sigh when he saw that no one was coming.

"Master, the world is chaotic, you have to understand the painstaking efforts of the little one..."

When he arrived at the Ministry of Literature and Art, Mi Xu looked around first, but he didn't find any suspicious figures squatting, but Mi Xu didn't intend to take it lightly. He squatted down and squeezed into the gate cautiously, but just as he was about to go upstairs, he was on the stairs. He saw a familiar figure.

Mi Xu happily stepped forward and patted the other person on the shoulder: "Senior!"

Mr. Wu turned his head and was startled: "You have dengue fever?" He said while looking at the hot sun outside.

Mi Xu touched his mask: "...No, I have a slight cold. Is it because there are too many people in the literature and art department and it will infect others."

Mr. Wu gave him a thumbs up for his noble state.

Mi Xu asked, "Why are you standing outside?"

Mr. Wu paused and said, "There are leaders inside, so we won't let you shoot."

"What leader?"

"The school celebration office came to check and accept."

"Acceptance for what? Senior Miaomiao doesn't seem to be here today."

Old Wu shook his head: "I don't know."

Mi Xu felt that something was wrong, but he poked his head and saw a lot of commotion from above, thinking that Boss Wu was more experienced than himself, so he followed him and waited obediently.

After waiting for nearly an hour, Mi Xu finally heard the movement. When Mi Xu looked up, he saw a group of people, old and young, coming down the stairs. Some of them Mi Xu knew were the director and teacher of the Youth League Committee of U University. It was two middle-aged people who were well-dressed. Mi Xu heard the teacher call one of them "Deputy Director of Road", and on the other side were a few students in charge of activities. Now, with the happiest smile, she stood beside Director Lu, expressing some opinions from time to time, which made Director Lu nod frequently.

When passing by Mi Xu, Deputy Director Lu said: "I just watched it, and I think the arrangement is good. It doesn't matter if you have any suggestions. The school celebration program always gives students enough space to perform. I will talk to the director team about their reactions when I go back. The result will not affect you, you just have to be free to do it boldly, we don’t want to make it too commercial, so that there will be no atmosphere for the students.”

The teachers all agreed, and the director said: "Jin Zhiyun, please U Ying this time, you have rich experience, please help the students in our department and cooperate well with Miaomiao, we are waiting for your wonderful performance."

"Teacher, don't worry, we will always try our best." Jin Zhiyun said modestly.

Seeing the pedestrians slowly leave in front of his eyes, Mi Xu was stunned, and couldn't help sighing to Mr. Wu: "Is there still a wait for this wonderful performance? It must have started from the invisible."

Obviously Mr. Wu also knows something: "Anyway, in the eyes of the teacher, the credit is theirs."

Mi Xu hurriedly took out his mobile phone to call Xia Miaomiao, but he rang for a long time and didn't answer, probably too busy to hear. If the leader really wanted to come to check and accept, how could the Minister of Literature and Art of U University not wait? It seems that today these people should It was a spur-of-the-moment idea, and I was so excited that I didn't think about anything other than the princess just now.

Old Man Wu said: "Let's go up first, finish this job, and then ask the deputy team what they mean."

Mi Xu nodded, that's all he can do now.

So we walked upstairs carrying the equipment together, but we were stopped halfway.

"There is a rehearsal at the top, and people in a mess can't go up." The two boys who didn't know each other spoke, swinging their arms and punching there, with a strong sense of impatience in their tone.

"We are not messy people." Mr. Wu explained in a good-tempered manner, and showed them his ID card, "U University's record team, the school needs to allow us to interview and record together."

But the two boys didn't even look at it: "A lot of people used messy certificates to get away with it before, who are they cheating on, and even if they are members of the school record group, they don't accept filming now, and you all took pictures and published them on the Internet." Now that it’s online, where does the show come from for its freshness?”

Mi Xu asked, "What's your department? You're not from the Ministry of Literature and Art, are you?" He was wearing a mask, his voice was trapped in his mouth, and he sounded very lacklustre.

"Do I care about your business?" The other party retorted unceremoniously, with a louder voice than him, "You want to film interviews for the school to re-issue the certificate, or ask the teacher to bring it. Anyway, it is not possible now. I didn't see the leader just Are you leaving? Maybe you will come later.”

"The leader is here, we can also interview, we have agreed before, and this is not the first time..."

Mr. Wu was still convincing, but Mi Xu saw the situation inside through the crack of the door. There were several people standing in a group of dancers talking, one was the girl named Qianqian who came to make trouble yesterday, and a few others Do not know.

A vague conversation came out.

"...the main part has not been changed much. You can continue to dance as before. We changed the lead dancer to a more capable one. He has received professional physical training in U Shadow. If you disagree, there is nothing you can do. This is the way. What does the deputy director mean..."

"Heh," Mi Xu couldn't help laughing, "Why didn't you tell your mothers that false preaching of imperial edicts is a death penalty."

The two boys outside the door were taken aback, and said unhappily, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

On the other side, Mr. Wu raised the camera quickly with sharp eyesight, and just heard a click, and the scene of Gongdou was beautifully frozen by modern instruments.

"Hey! Who asked you to take pictures! I told you not to take pictures!"

The boy was in a hurry, and went forward to push Mr. Wu, but was stopped by Mi Xu, "I haven't rehearsed yet, and it's not something shameful, why didn't I shoot it?"

"Then... who knows what you are going to do with the photos! Do you understand the infringement of portrait rights?"

"Returning the portrait rights, then you can just write a note and write down the list of non-violation, and I will hand it over to the director's team when I travel through mountains and rivers, and guarantee that when the live TV broadcasts, all of them will be beaten by you! Not thick, no money!"

"You...you fart!"

"I haven't played it yet, do you want to smell it? I'll try it."

Just when the two boys were about to be driven crazy, the door opened and one of them came out.

Mi Xu took a look, hehe, old acquaintance.

The afro poking his head was very imposing: "What are you doing, what are you making a fuss about? I didn't want you to pay attention to it. What if someone comes to check later?"

"Senior!" The boy leaned forward as if seeing his relatives, and sued Mi Xu and Mr. Wu properly.

The afro's eyes turned around Mi Xu's body, and his eyes fell aside.

Mi Xu didn't know if the other party didn't recognize him. In short, he directly set his target on Mr. Wu, and stepped forward to grab the camera without saying a word.

The old man Wu is tall and powerful, but his combat power is -5 scum, and all the functions of his life are used to take care of his shutter, so when he grabs the afro, the camera is easily out of his hand.

But Mr. Wu has a stubborn temper. His head can be broken and bloody, and the photos should not be lost. Moreover, there are also the results of his previous battles when he went out and used his life to gather wind. It is not easy for outsiders to spy on him, so Mr. Wu who came back to his senses immediately Followed forward and started a fight to the death with the gangster.

Yes, the result was a loss, but Mr. Wu didn't let go, even if he was thrown a few dark punches, Mr. Wu wouldn't let go.

Unexpectedly, the afro was also a stubborn kid, and kept yelling: "Get out the film!"

Mr. Wu couldn't bear to be messed with professionally, and he couldn't help but get angry: "...What age is it...who still uses film..."

Seeing that the two people with disparity in strength fell into a stalemate and bitter battle, and the Wenpi duo on one side also wanted to join the battle, Mi Xu naturally wouldn't let it go, but just when a great battle was about to break out, suddenly there was a sound of "swoosh". Come, I saw a huge black shadow flying out of the encirclement, heading directly towards the stairs behind him.

Afro, duo:  …

Mr. Wu and Mi Xu:! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The former was obviously not as excited as the latter, because when the thing passed by, Mi Xu and Mr. Wu both reached out their hands to rescue it.

Because Mi Xu's geographical location was more advantageous than Wu Tao's, he swooped forward and quickly touched the camera strap.

"I got it ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." was replaced by screams."

“Rice!!!!!!!!!”

Mr. Wu watched in amazement as Mi Xu grabbed the camera that was accidentally thrown out by them, but he also missed the back stairs with his foot, and his whole body shook suddenly, falling backwards like a big roc spreading its wings.