Qiao Yang's voice is low and not vicissitudes, but it always gives people a feeling of being trembling and trembling.

Yang Feng was not moved, but turned his head and found that Hua Xiaoqian and some people around him had red eyes.

"Wife, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I remembered my godfather's novel. In the Lop Nur people are sad when they face the home turned into a desert. Maybe this is the mood."

"This song seems to be written for people who have lost soil and water and lost their homes." Yang Feng picked up his mobile phone, looked at the introduction to the program on the official account, and muttered.

Although it makes sense to say this, he always feels that Qiao Yang's emotions are not very good.

The three of them grew up together, why has he never heard of it? Qiao Yang has been to the place described in his song.

If you are looking at video materials, Qiao Yang, who has never had any expressions, has such strong empathy?

At the end of the song, fierce applause rang out from the audience.

Qiao Yang stood up from the piano, bowed slightly to the audience below, and walked off the stage silently.

And in the darkness of the stadium audience, Yang Xiaoyu also stared at him.

A pair of eyes reflected the moonlight in the night sky. Her face was slightly moved when she was not seen, but she quickly restrained her face.

This guy is indeed having a problem.

After finding the answer she wanted, Yang Xiaoyu turned around and left the audience stage and disappeared into the darkness.

...

After the charity performance, more than a month passed.

The matter of working with Alaqi to go to the mountainous areas to replant the cut down trees and strengthen the mines and soil, is proceeding in an orderly manner.

It will be a few days before Yang Feng and Yang Xiaoyu’s birthdays.

Taking advantage of the end of the club activities, Yang Feng came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and did not go back to his desk to read books, and walked straight to his bed.

As soon as he climbed onto the ladder beside the bed, Han Shang immediately stopped him.

"Crazy, why don't you read books today? Are you looking for a fiancée again?"

"I said, our president, my girlfriend has also shown you the photos. When will we get to know the president's wife?"

Gao Mingyuan was chatting with his girlfriend on a penguin on the computer, and turned around and joined in the fun.

"Lao Gao, you have someone with a girlfriend. Why do you care about other people's wives so much? Be careful I'll tell your girlfriend to go." Yang Feng had no choice but to use Han Shang, the bachelor, but he was very satisfied with Gao Mingyuan's trick.

But today Gao Mingyuan looked at the other three animals in the dormitory, and a smirk was owed to be beaten on his face.

"We know if you don't say it. You are just freshmen. What's the point of hiding? I have photos of you together."

Gao Mingyuan shook his cell phone, and Han Shang immediately leaned over, stopped playing the other three livestock games, and turned around and looked at the show.

Yang Feng was a little curious about who the junior girl Gao Mingyuan said was. He got off the ladder and walked to him, but found that there was only one photo of him and his wife being together during a charity performance that day, and he had not taken a face yet.

"Are you there at that time?"

"I'm not here. That day she was pulled over by her roommate to watch Qiao Yang's performance together."

"Be careful. It's better to care about me than to care about yourself. Don't be caught by Qiao Yang by then, and you'll run over and get angry at me."

Seeing that his wife was not photographed, Yang Feng was not worried at all, and then choked Gao Mingyuan.

"Yes, that guy Qiao Yang is single. Crazy, please warn him and let him stay away from my girlfriend." Gao Mingyuan didn't think so much, but remembered that he could occasionally see Qiao Yang in school this month, and his skin color had changed back, and he was a pretty young face and immediately became nervous.

"I'll just say it." Yang Feng shrugged and continued his plan to go to bed and find his wife. "But you should be relieved. I'm just talking. That guy Qiao Yang doesn't seem to have a plan to find a girlfriend. Many people chased him in junior high school and high school, but they didn't succeed."

"That's OK." Gao Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Diet to drought, torrent to flood, torrent to flood... Wait, madman, we are talking about your fiancée." Han Shang was feeling the story of Qiao Yang, and suddenly realized that it was wrong, and raised his head and shouted at Yang Feng.

"This is not the same thing. I am afraid that my wife who has not passed the door will be snatched by you, so I want to recognize her and wait until we get married." Yang Feng leaned on his bed, holding his cell phone, and said lazily.

"Put it so tightly, I wish you a bronchitis in the future." Han Shang pouted dissatisfiedly. As soon as he sat back at his table, he suddenly remembered something and looked up and said:

"By the way, the girl who appeared after Qiao Yang that day said it was your sister, does she have a boyfriend?"

"No."

"Then she..."

Before Han Shang could finish speaking, Gao Mingyuan and the other three animals looked at him in shock.

"What do you think? You don't know that single girls usually find single girls to play with. They don't have a boyfriend so that they can have more free time. I want to ask if she has any friends like her, and introduce them to me."

"This is OK, I'll ask you."

While Han Shang was talking, Yang Feng sent Hua Xiaoqian a WeChat message before he could reply, and was about to chat with Yang Xiaoyu, but he received her WeChat first.

Yang Xiaoyu: Give me Qiao Yang’s WeChat.

Yang Feng:??

Yang Xiaoyu: Ask something, block it after asking.

Yang Feng: I'll ask you differently?

Yang Xiaoyu: If you don’t give it, I’ll find an opportunity to ask myself.

Yang Feng: I'll give him your WeChat later and ask him to add you. By the way, are there any single people in your dormitory? My roommate wants to meet you.

Yang Xiaoyu: Yes, send your roommate’s WeChat message and I’ll ask for you.

Yang Feng: OK, wait a moment.

Looking for Han Shang’s WeChat on his phone, Yang Feng also began to mutter in his heart.
Chapter completed!