I thought I was a green tea jerk

Probably because today's occasion is more formal, Si Chong's very rare open coat without a bag showing his abdominal muscles, and a suit of neat and clean white T jeans is obviously a lot more immature under the lighting of the stage.

He came on stage after a well-known singer, but the applause from the audience didn't get smaller, it was even bigger than before. Someone specially made Si Chong's support card, screaming and calling Si Chong's name, Si Chong There was no reaction, and as always, he did not interact with the audience, only lowered his eyes and adjusted the guitar in his hand.

The lights dimmed, and the sound of guitars echoed through the concert hall through the PA speakers.

The tune of this song is very fresh, like flowing water in the mountains, matched with the deep and magnetic voice of Si Chong, although it is quite different from Si Chong's previous style, it is still pleasant to listen to.

Lu Qingzhou was still holding Si Chong's coat in his hand, looking at the young man under the light in the middle of the stage, Lu Qingzhou lightly rubbed the leather surface of the jacket, and murmured in a low voice.

"Your master looks innocent when he's not flirting."

"Where are you looking?"

The familiar male voice pierced through the eardrums after the sound was amplified countless times. Lu Qingzhou was startled, and suddenly raised his head to look towards the stage, and met Si Chong's eyes as expected.

The man with pure face was holding a wicked smile, staring at him with bright eyes.

Their positions are very close, and it happens to be the interlude at this time, Lu Qingzhou has a cold face, and unceremoniously raises his middle finger at Si Chong.

The man on the stage was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and gave a chuckle. The laughter and the sound of breathing came out through the speaker of the microphone, which caused another burst of screams from the audience, which brought a wave of atmosphere to the originally soothing and flat tune. high/tide.

Lu Qingzhou had a cold face, looking a little out of place in the fiery atmosphere around him.

really.

Lu Qingzhou thought to himself that show is the essence of this guy.

-

At the end of the song, Si Chong walked off the stage amidst cheers, and Lu Qingzhou also stood up and prepared to leave.

"Where are you going?" Seeing him, Wei Sheng in the back row leaned over and asked, "Aren't you watching? Liang Feng hasn't made it yet! It's the one who just debuted in today's draft."

"Don't listen, I have something else to do."

Lu Qingzhou was thinking that Si Chong's clothes were still with him, and just wanted to send them back quickly and leave early.

Lu Qingzhou took the clothes and walked through the backstage, only to see that the door of the dressing room was wide open at the back, and the guitar used for performance just now was casually placed on the sofa, but Si Chong was not seen.

strangeness.

Lu Qingzhou frowned slightly, and stopped a passing student: "Hello, do you see where Si Chong is?"

"You said Senior Si, I saw him walking that way just now." The student pointed in the direction.

Lu Qingzhou thanked her, and walked to the end of the corridor, which was connected to a grass field, and further forward was the teaching building area of ​​the Conservatory of Music.

Before Lu Qingzhou came to the end, he heard a loud voice. The attitudes of the two parties in the conversation were obviously not very good. Lu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows, and instead of going out in a hurry, he stopped by the door and looked outside.

There were three people outside, Si Chong, the guitarist, and that strange man in a suit and leather shoes.

The man in the suit was the first to attack, and said to Si Chong impatiently, "Why the fuck are you here?"

"Believe me, if I could, I wouldn't want to face your disgusting face." Si Chong said coldly, "If I didn't happen to see you throwing your fist at Ji Hanyang's face."

"You are so lenient as an outsider?" The man in the suit had a grumpy expression on his face: "Does the matter between us have anything to do with you?"

"Outsider?" Si Chong sneered: "In the two-person world, a third party is called an outsider. Have you and Ji Hanyang ever had a two-person world? You still have the heart to be friends, but you still insist on talking about love. Stop putting money on your face."

The face of the man in the suit turned red, instead of arguing with Si Chong, he looked at Ji Hanyang who was beside Si Chong.

"You did it on purpose, right? First you broke up with me, and then you found someone surnamed Si to back you up. You hate me for pestering you?"

Lu Qingzhou couldn't see Ji Hanyang's back from the angle, but he lowered his head and gently tugged at Si Chong's arm: "You go back first, I'll tell him."

After finishing speaking, Ji Hanyang walked towards the man in the suit, but Si Chong grabbed his wrist with his backhand and pulled him down behind him.

"What are you talking about? Let you deal with your points yourself?" Si Chong's tone was a little aggressive: "I mentioned it more than a dozen times in half a year, do you really think I'm acting in a bloody idol drama?"

Lu Qingzhou didn't listen much to the conversations of the people behind. He raised his eyebrows slightly, staring thoughtfully at Si Chong's hand holding Ji Hanyang.

It turned out to be the case.

Lu Qingzhou knew it well, no wonder Si Chong didn't need to send the ticket, but the one he wanted to send with affection had it himself.

-

Ji Hanyang finally coaxed Si Chong away, and then sent Xu Heng to the school gate to send him away. He walked around the greenery and went back to the concert hall exhausted physically and mentally.

He saw a person standing beside the fountain statue from a distance. Today is a special time, and most of the students are gathered in the concert hall. This kind of person wandering around the teaching building is rather eye-catching.

Ji Hanyang looked more curiously, but unexpectedly found that the back of this man looked a bit like Lu Qingzhou.

Ji Hanyang was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to look unconsciously, it was really Lu Qingzhou.

The man was thin, but his back was straight and straight. Under the simple shirt and black trousers, he looked even taller. The pine and cypress had a clean and cold beauty, which made people feel pleasing to the eye.

Ji Hanyang sighed in his heart, he deserves to be the school grass voted by the students of Qingcheng University, even a back view, is impeccably beautiful.

He couldn't help being envious of Qi Lu Qingzhou. He was already good looking and wanted to be pursued by others. That guy Si Chong seemed difficult to deal with, but in fact he had already fallen in love with him, and it was probably a matter of time before they got together.

Ji Hanyang thought of himself and laughed at himself, but it caught Lu Qingzhou's attention. Lu Qingzhou turned his head and blinked at Ji Hanyang: "You are here."

Ji Hanyang was taken aback. Hearing this, is Lu Qingzhou waiting for him?

Lu Qingzhou handed him the jacket in his hand: "This belongs to Si Chong, please give it to him."

Ji Hanyang knew what was going on with the two of them recently, so he naturally didn't want to intervene, so he declined with a smile: "Give it to him yourself!"

"No, it's better for you to give it."

Lu Qingzhou stuffed the clothes into Ji Hanyang's arms, and couldn't help turning his head to look at the other person's face carefully. Although Ji Hanyang's facial features were not as handsome as Si Chong's, but fortunately he was handsome and upright, and standing with Si Chong was not a problem. unexpected.

pretty good.

It's a pity that I misread the wrong person.

Lu Qingzhou thought of the angry face of the man in the suit, and sighed silently in his heart.

The handsome guy who is close to the water has to look far away if he doesn't like it, and he just likes this kind of playboy.

"Why, what's the matter?" Ji Hanyang looked at the obvious pity expression in Lu Qingzhou's eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little hairy: "Is there something wrong with my face?"

"No, it's pretty good." Lu Qingzhou smiled, then pursed her lips, and said euphemistically: "It's just that the eyes are not very good."

Ji Hanyang: "..."

"Just..." Lu Qingzhou glanced at Ji Hanyang sympathetically: "Thank you for your hard work, come on."

Having to deal with scumbags and Si Chong, this crime is really unbearable for ordinary people.

Lu Qingzhou patted Ji Hanyang's shoulder comfortingly: "You deserve a happy ending."

Ji Hanyang:? ? ?

Is it his problem?Why does it always feel like Lu Qingzhou is mocking him?

"I'm going back first, clothes, please bring them for me."

Ji Hanyang wanted to say something more, but Lu Qingzhou had gone far away.

Looking at the back of the other party going away, Ji Hanyang sighed helplessly, and could only take his clothes and go to Si Chong.

-

In an unoccupied prop room at the backstage of the concert hall, Si Chongzheng was leaning against a corner with his eyes closed, when suddenly a black object fell from the sky and covered his face.

Si Chong tore it off abruptly and saw that it was his black leather jacket, and then raised his head, Ji Hanyang was standing beside him at some point, looking down at him.

"Why are you here?"

"When I came back, I happened to see Lu Qingzhou, and he asked me to bring it to you." Ji Hanyang sat on the ground beside Si Chong.

Si Chong glanced at him slightly dissatisfied: "At any rate, I have been entangled with Xu Heng for two years, don't you have any insight?"

"You think I'm willing to meddle in the affairs between the two of you?" Ji Hanyang rolled his eyes: "Your family stuffed it to me, what can I do?"

Ji Hanyang snorted coldly: "I was also told by the connotation that I have bad eyesight, where should I go to reason?"

Si Chong took it for granted, "He's right."

Ji Hanyang: "..."

Ji Hanyang glared at Si Chong: "You and Lu Qingzhou are indeed a match made in heaven, both of you have the same poison in your mouth, you two should hurry up and get together, don't make a fuss about others."

Si Chong smiled indifferently: "That's a good word from you."