Yang Kaiming interrupted happily and said, "Last night's party, you were unanimously rated as a special program by seven judges. Do you know the meaning of the special program? The best program in the past ten galas was just called the first place. You are unique in this special program, the school awarded 10,000 yuan, look..."

Song Baojun hurriedly said: "It's all Teacher Yang who has good leadership and has been careful to guide. Only with the unity and cooperation of the entire class can I win this honor. I personally don't care. I think this bonus is used as class fee. I'll invite all the students and several leaders to have a big meal. What do you think?"

Yang Kaiming thought that this student really had some potential to be an official, and smiled and said, "How can that happen? You are the only one working on the stage to win glory for the class. Our whole class should pay for you to hold a celebration banquet."

The two were quarreling on the phone, and finally Yang Kaiming set the tone with his identity as a class teacher: "Okay, no need to argue. Just this weekend, the whole class will go out for dinner, and the cost will be paid by the class fee. Anyway, the class fee for this semester is not much use a few cents."

"The class teacher is grateful for his love, I'm very grateful." Song Baojun said a few humbly.

"We have to thank you wherever you are. Since you are sick, you can rest with peace of mind. Is the two-day leave enough?"

"The class teacher is indeed very wise."

"Haha, you kid, then I'm dead." Speaking of which, he should be the one who Yang Kaiming really wants to thank. He won the highest honor in the evening party on behalf of the class, which can add ratings to the class. The key is when faculty and staff evaluate the advanced at the end of the period.

Just after hanging up the phone, two girls broke into the infirmary, one in front and the other behind. They were Liu Xiyue and Ye Jingchun.

After hearing from Tan Qingkai that Song Baojun was sick, the two girls were very anxious and ran over to visit them together.

As soon as Liu Xiyue entered the door, she pushed away the doctor who was in trouble and immediately got angry: "Song Baojun, can you! If you win a special program award, you won't take me seriously? What does it mean to call you hundreds of times but don't answer? I'm use my kindness to ask for my classmates. I was so embarrassed that I had made me lose all my face."

Song Baojun immediately felt soft like a dead dog: "Didn't you see my brother being terminally ill? I'm still yelling here. What kind of morality is it? Do you want to piss me off to death?"

"I'm really seriously ill?" Liu Xiyue stopped and shouted, stretched out her slender fingers to try his forehead, and her tentacles were cold: "I don't have a fever, why are your face so dirty? Your body smells sweaty. Didn't you take a shower last night?"

Song Baojun said impatiently: "I said I was very sick. I fell asleep when I returned to the dormitory last night and didn't have time to take a shower."

Liu Xiyue disliked his "bad" attitude. After thinking about it, Dr. Guan asked for a basin of warm water and a clean towel. He wrung the towel out and smiled and said, "Be good, call me sister and wipe your face."

Song Baojun pursed his lips and refused to speak. Liu Xiyue said disdainfully: "Sister is so old and has never dressed in others. Don't be in a blessing, don't know how to be blessed!" As he said that, he picked up a towel and covered his face.

Ye Jingchun stepped into the infirmary, holding a plastic bag full of breakfast. He happened to see Liu Xiyue carefully wiping the stains on Song Baojun's face with a towel. The concentration was like a little wife who cared for her husband. And the damn Song Baojun actually closed his eyes and looked like he was enjoying it.

"Cough cough!" Xiao Yezi coughed non-stop.

Liu Xiyue seemed to have been knocked out of an affair, her face was flushed, and she jumped up in a hurry, then she woke up and asked, "Hey, strong woman, what are you doing in the infirmary?" Her emotions changed very quickly. The young girl who was still gentle and charming in the previous second immediately turned into Mama Rong in "Pig Head Princess" the next second.

Ye Jingchun was not angry on the spot this time and snorted: "Is it okay for me to come to visit my classmates if I am sick? I have to take care of you."

Liu Xiyue immediately retorted: "If you don't say it, I'll tell you that you have any shameful diseases such as syphilis and gonorrhea. I came here to seek medical treatment."

"Squad Leader Liu has so many boyfriends, so it's not surprising that he suffers from such a disease. As for me, he is tall and strong, with a bear-back and tiger-back, and never has a boy to look down on him. If he really gets sick, he can only be infected by the squad Leader Liu." Ye Jingchun also refused to show weakness, stabbed Liu Xiyue hard, gently put down the plastic bag, and said, "Song Baojun, are you sick? I brought you breakfast."

"Haha, Xiaoyezi knows what I want best." Song Baojun reached out to flip through the plastic bag, and the fragrance of scallion oil pancakes, egg pancakes and milk tea came from it.

Liu Xiyue immediately patted the towel on Song Baojun's face: "Don't eat her!"

Not allowing the otaku to eat is even more uncomfortable than killing him. He laughed and said, "How could you be the class monitor like this? You have never been united with your classmates. This egg cake is so baked so delicious. I guess I must have bought it from the King of Ji Baking Pancake Stand on Zhangshu Street."

Liu Xiyue pointed his finger at Ye Jingchun again: "What's wrong with me not uniting with my classmates? A strong woman, you are so proud to come and deliver breakfast to Song Baojun. What kind of good intentions do you want to do?"

Ye Jingchun bit his lower lip and said, "Then what are you trying to wipe Song Baojun's face?"

Liu Xiyue's face turned red again, and she shouted with shame: "I arranged for Song Baojun to attend the party. Since he was sick because of this, I should be responsible for it. What do you know!"

Seeing this, the doctor had to smile bitterly in the middle: "Two classmates, this is the infirmary, and the patients need to rest."

"Shut up!" The two girls shouted at the doctor in unison.

The doctor staggered back.

Liu Xiyue said: "Don't think I don't know that you gave breakfast to please men. You don't look in the mirror. Look at you, you are eight feet tall and your waist is eight feet tall! Not to mention a breakfast, even if the whole Man and Han banquet is carried, there will be no man looking at you more."

In fact, in addition to being too tall, Ye Jingchun has a very standard figure, even a little thin, with her long legs that are extremely gorgeous, completely comparable to a supermodel figure. But when a girl quarreled, she would catch her and not chase her.

Ye Jingchun curled his lips and said, "Then you are much better again? You have crazy personality, and men will not like mental illness like you."

"Oh, it's much better than before. If my aunt doesn't teach you a lesson, you don't know where the wind is blowing!"

Seeing that the two barbaric girls seemed to have signs of attacking, Song Baojun quickly covered his heart and said, "Oh... it hurts, it hurts so much."

The two girls stopped in a hurry, rushed to Song Baojun, and asked in a verbal manner: "What's wrong? Are you okay? Doctor, come and have a look."

The doctor who was scolded and retreated to the front hall of the infirmary just pretended that he didn't hear it, leisurely crossing his legs and drinking tea and reading newspapers.

Song Baojun closed his eyes, Liu Xiyue quickly pinched the population for him, and Ye Jingchun helped him massage his chest again.

After working hard for a while, Song Baojun pretended to wake up slowly and said weakly: "You will be quarreling like this endlessly. You will be quarreling more than half of my life."

"Yes, I forgot, the patient should have a good rest." Liu Xiyue glared at Ye Jingchun again: "It's all your fault! I deliberately harass the patient. If Song Baojun is angry to death, you will make at least 80% of the credit, and I will make at most 10%!"

"Where is still 10%?"

"Mens also account for 10%!"

Seeing that Lian Duan Zhengchun's method of dealing with the "two women fighting for husbands" did not work at all, Song Baojun had to smile bitterly, shake his head, grab the scallion pancake and stuff it into his mouth.

After a long fight, Song Baojun simply pretended to go to bed, but he couldn't wake him up no matter how hard he shouted. The two women saw that it was not a big deal and they cursed all the way.

Finally, there was no trouble from a thousand ducks. Song Baojun silently finished his hangover and returned to the dormitory to sleep again.

I rested until noon and woke up. I heard everyone talk about the "unexplained news" that a few boys from the School of Mechanical Engineering last night fell down from the second floor due to playful jokes. I finally breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't make a fuss at the school leadership, so that everyone would be troubled.

After lunch, there were several audience members from last night, all of whom were classmates from the same dormitory building, yelling to come to see the daily life of the piano prince. Fortunately, Song Baojun looked sick and ignored them.

Tan Qingkai politely sent everyone out, lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Do you know, how many cells will die if you play a god-level work? Mozart died at the age of 35. Our Brother Jun was just a serious illness, which is quite light. You must be really mean... Uh, by the way, is there any cigarettes? How can Brother Jun not bring cigarettes? Remember to bring a good cigarette next time, I will teach you some secret recipes for playing the piano, and the lessons will definitely make girls fascinated by you."

"There are such good things?" Several fans were taken away by Tan Qingkai half-coaxed and half-deceived.

...

On Monday morning, a group of boys from the Automotive Machinery Class of the School of Mechanical Engineering were making noise in the classroom. More than a dozen people gathered in the corner and were indignant, scolding the drunkard who deliberately interfered with the mechanical dance performance on Saturday night. Everyone said that if that guy ruined the atmosphere, Heng Ge's mechanical dance might not necessarily lose to Song Baojun's Requiem.

The award ceremony was held after the end of that evening. Even though Cui Xiaojun gave a super high score of 9:8, she couldn't resist the low scores of other judges. In the end, she ranked second to last, which was better than a crosstalk that was so funny that the audience always didn't laugh.

After dealing with the destruction of the dog-headed military advisor, Su Linheng focused on the drunkard who ruined his performance.

The drunk man was a student who had been taking the physics department for two years but failed to pass the postgraduate entrance examination. Because he was "provoking trouble" at the party, he was punished by the teaching department for a serious punishment and had to post a three-thousand-word review letter in the posting column of the teaching building for other students to view.

Despite this, Mr. Su still couldn't relieve his anger.

"He ruined our performance. A punishment that is more than serious is over? I must tell him that life is worse than death, and I regretted being born in the wrong child." Su Linheng gritted his teeth and expressed his opinion to the followers.

Someone came up with an idea: "I will cheat him into the bathroom tonight and beat him inside?"

Su Linheng nodded: "Only pain can make people have deep and indelible memories."

The man said, "Wait until ten o'clock, take him to the public toilet behind the lover forest. There is no one there at night. If you fight, you won't be afraid of others discovering it."

"Then you think you can find an excuse to lie to him?"
Chapter completed!