"Sister Xijun, sit down and listen quietly. Brother Jian and I will help you find this scene." Qiao Qiao helped Mo Xijun sit in the petal circle, "Don't care about those bad people, they are not worthy!"

Mo Xijun was a little dazed, and only after seeing Lu Jian nodding at her did she calm down.

She has been working hard to be a good person, and it seems that she is not very successful, but it doesn't matter, as long as someone knows it.

She sat down slowly, no longer caring about those gazes, and smiled with her hands on her cheeks, "Come on, Qiao Qiao!"

"Yes." Qiao Qiao also sat cross-legged on the ground, turned around and nodded at Lu Jian.

Under normal circumstances, guitarists have to determine the rhythm and tune with the lead singer in advance, but now Lu Jian and Qiao Qiao are not able to play with them. Lu Jian can only pray that his chords are correct and that Qiao Qiao can keep up with the tune.

Lu Jian took a deep breath, held the chord with his left hand, and tweaked his right hand.

Well, the D9 chord has the right tune.

Lu Jian can't play the fingering method that is too complicated. He can only pluck the strings the most simple, pop every note of each chord, and use the prelude time to help Qiao Qiao find the starting tune.

The real live singing is thousands of times clearer than the toilet just now.

The students had to pay tribute to Lu Jian, and the girl with two ponytails said proudly: "Hehe, he is Mr. West Lake."

"Really? So young?"

"Who else can pop up the prelude with this casual way?"

"But this prelude doesn't seem to be the same as the original song."

"Idiot, just this broken guitar can't play the original song at all, so he had to change to a normal version."

“That’s right…”

"Mr. West Lake looks so elegant!"

"I didn't expect that I was so lucky and ran into this partner!"

Indeed, the guitar played by Lu Jian was a version of his previous life, which was relatively easier. This is different from the prelude to "You, the Deskmate", which made the students confused, but Qiao Qiao's singing quickly broke this doubt.

Without any tuning or modification, the sound just floated out of his mouth.

"Will you remember tomorrow ~~ the diary you wrote yesterday ~~"

Qiao Qiao smiled and looked at Mo Xijun. All the anxiety just now disappeared, and now he is just a big storyteller.

When the students heard such songs, they stared at Qiao Qiao's original, so surprised that they couldn't even scream.

This crisp sound is only him!

Almost everyone took out their cell phones to record this scene.

As for the guitar man just now, he had escaped from the crowd and ran away silently, this was his only choice.

The real original group sang live, and everyone no longer had any comments, either listen quietly or record videos quietly.

Qiao Qiao's singing was like a sedative, which left the previous restlessness gone. People unknowingly opened the old book pages in their minds and immersed them in it.

As Lu Jian said, singer singing is not just a sound, but a taste that comes out of the whole person. This is the difference between the mechanical retelling melody and the real singer. Qiao Qiao does not need to be aware of it, and has been integrated.

Three minutes passed, Qiao Qiao closed the sound and Lu Jian pressed the strings.

The students didn’t know whether to applaud or cheer. It was too dreamy just now. Not only the sound, but the more dreamy vision. Qiao Qiao, Lu Jian, Mo Xijun, and the three of them perfectly interpreted this story, and it was impossible to be more perfect.

At the moment when the song ended, Lu Jian alertly approached Qiao Qiao: "Ware now, leave quickly, otherwise you will not be able to leave."

"Where is Sister Xijun?"

"She wants to take a graduation photo." Lu Jian had already pulled Qiao Qiao away, and had to escape before these people could react.

"I'll leave too, I won't take any more." Mo Xijun followed closely.

"Um?"

"Wait a minute." Mo Xijun turned around and walked to the stunned Bichi, "I hate you. You are very disgusting. You are even ugly than your face. Even ugly are ugly and have no personality."

Immediately afterwards, Yao Ming's face arrived as promised, and that humble smile interpreted what personality is.

Several Bichi were even more stunned. No, this was simply frightened.

Could it be that Mo Xijun’s heart is not Bichi... Yao Ming?

"I finally said it, so happy!" Mo Xijun laughed, took off his bachelor's hat, and threw it into the air, "Graduated!!"

As the classmates were stunned, she quickly followed Lu Jian.

The students have basically reacted now, and a commotion is brewing in the secret.

"It's really... it's really Qiao Qiao..."

"So handsome!"

"Mr. West Lake is the same... I thought he was an old man!"

"Their image...this strength...will become a god-level partner in the next few years..."

"Planned photos, take photos!"

Fortunately, there are tall men and twin ponytails.

The tall girl approached Lu Jian's ear and sneered: "Let us go through the back door, otherwise we won't want to leave here."

Lu Jian was shocked, he hid so deeply this blue pool!

“Let’s say it again…”

"Then I will organize my classmates to take a photo, and the media will be attracted, and you will be finished."

"Don't!" Lu Jian said with a stern eyes, "You have planned it long ago, right? You despicable Bi... despicable beautiful girl!"

"Give me a chance!"

As the saying goes, a strong dragon does not suppress the green pond on the ground. Lu Jian recognized this plant.

"Come to No. 23, Zone C, Huayu Industrial Park tomorrow morning"

"Hehe." The tall girl student union cadres still have the majesty, and immediately directed the crowd and called on everyone to get out of the way. "Jiao Qiao and Mr. West Lake have a tight schedule. Let them go and let them see the morality of Binhai University."

Although the students were unwilling to accept it, it was not good to surround them like thugs now. Under the organization of the tall man, he could barely make way for a passage.

Lu Jian took the opportunity to lead his men to bow their heads and get out of the car quickly, giving them oil to escape.

The students could only sigh in vain.

"Jo Qiao said... Mo Xijun is his sister?"

"It's so strange, why does Mo Xijun know them?"

"Wait, what about the stupid one who confessed just now?"

"Bastard, throw the people from our school!"

"Oh, the short video I just saw, a lot of people in my circle of friends have liked it."

"Damn it, I was so fascinated by hearing it and forgot to post it."

"We are the first people to meet Jojo?"

"That kid is so arrogant! But I like it."

On the other side, Lu Jian drove out of the campus in a car and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's too messy." Lu Jian complained, "It's very easy to produce negative news like this, so can't you stabilize the focus?"

"Brother Jian, you said it yourself, just be happy. Don't you get Sister Xijun back?" Qiao Qiao smiled and said, "Anyway, I'm happy."

"Forget it, just be happy." Lu Jian said, "Xijun, your classmates are so bad."
Chapter completed!