I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 876 Don't Care About Anything

Another man, in this kind of Shura field, will collapse in minutes.

Not to mention a lot of fairy spirits, just Cao Fei's bad temper, Bai Lianting's iron mouth, and An Ning's fiery personality, absolutely three atomic bombs.

It can't be done well.

Jing Xiaoqiang can't, because as long as he sings, Cao Fei will become the most docile little sheep, and Bai Lianting's mouth will only slightly turn up, and then draw a perfect exclamation mark.

Originally, he didn't want to sing, and he didn't want to engage in this kind of cheating method. The fairies are just a stay at the Life Inn, fill up the gas at his gas station and move on.

He will never keep anyone he loves.

This is the ending that he has been certain from the very beginning, and now he is even more certain that it will definitely happen.

After all, there are so many, it's ridiculous.

No one will endure forever, so each takes what he wants.

Especially the strong ones will definitely ascend and leave the field.

So bye bye.

But during the meal, Cao Fei was provocative. In the afternoon we went to the college to sing, and the idlers didn't have to follow.

Hey, the old lady still wants to follow along to have a look. This matter was contacted by our "Music Newspaper" office. What kind of a foreigner are you!
Just Jing Xiaoqiang commented a few words: "We are compatriots from Hong Kong and Macao, a family whose blood is thicker than water, we Chinese, the national centripetal force is the highest level horizontally compared to the whole world, don't just because there are a few rubbish or traitors. Knock down a group of people, the more you go abroad, the more you agree with Chinese civilization..."

Anyway, he has been abroad for 20 years. He has been scolded a lot on the Internet, and he still feels a little bitter: "Going out of other countries requires careful design and organization. Only with creativity and talent can we express our centripetal force to the motherland. Chinese basically don't use this."

Later, he witnessed the earthquake in the year of the Olympic Games with his own eyes. The old overseas Chinese who could not even speak a word of Chinese donated sporadically. When the epidemic began, those overseas students, even those Chinese who had already obtained their green cards, were desperately sending masks to China. , The credit card is maxed out and sent to family members, alma mater and even strangers.

It is no different from donations for the floods in Hong Kong, Macau and Southeast Asia: "During the Anti-Japanese War, many foreign Chinese returned to China to fight, and they survived and left silently. Therefore, what I admire most is ordinary people, and I want to protect ordinary people as much as possible. You are not good at that." , can the Queen of Heaven be high above you?"

Cao Fei, who was about to smash the dishes violently, felt like she was talking on her own with her chopsticks directly in her eyes, grunting like a cat whose neck has been touched.

It's a pleasure to be criticized.

Bai Lianting also hummed, but the tone was different, full of contempt.

Disdain who knows what you say is true or false.

Jing Xiaoqiang reasoned with her: "Applying the simple view of the countryside, the children who go abroad will not occupy the family's land. Even if they send back a few nails, they are all earned by the family. The more people go out to live, the more they send back. The more there are, the better life in this family will be, so this is never an enemy-our relationship, and those who say this are either out of their wits or have ulterior motives."

Bai Lianting was satisfied when the family members were divided inside and outside the words: "Look at your beating nature, it's not all because you provoked it..."

After hearing this, Cao Fei wanted to raise her spirits again, and Lan Ling turned the fire away when she asked her something.

Pan Yunyan still needs to learn this kind of kung fu, so she asked Bai Lianting which school she went to: "And why did the driver leave the car just now?"

Speaking of this, Ba Jiahu couldn't help laughing: "He is really strong. He sent a Daben to the pole. It's 100 million yuan. I asked the driver to drive back to pick up the old man. Don't talk to him again tonight." Go fooling around."

Jing Xiaoqiang hehe: "If you don't go fooling around, how can you run so fast? He originally said that he would give us all the shopping malls in Xidan, but I didn't like it."

Now Cao Fei and Bai Lianting both stood at the same side: "You are stupid!"

They know it all too well.

Xidan!
It's really the same as Sujing Road.

Jing Xiaoqiang managed to change the subject, of course he didn't say that he was afraid of Lu Xi's cheating, the main reason was that a man should have a style, this old Li is obviously a smart and ruthless guy.

Taking a car is a thank you, and donating 500 million to the newspaper is also a good thing to gain fame and profit. Using a shopping mall to scare people, will you still get along and do things in the future?
If you really want to pull him to do things together, don't take over other people's property, this is called propriety.

Inadvertently showing off again, Cao Fei said that you really know how to do business.

This is how Bai Lianting evaluates men...

Thanks to the contrast between their appearance and their soul, the two temporarily died down. After dinner, Bai Lianting took the initiative to pull Lan Ling and Pan Yunyan into the Cherokee left by the driver.

To prevent Jing Xiaoqiang from leaving the impression of being surrounded by women in front of teachers and students in colleges and universities.

Of course, there is also the meaning of uniting the united front and isolating Hong Kong girls.

Cao Fei beeps as soon as she gets in the car, what do you like about her, she has no looks, no figure...

Jing Xiaoqiang said: "Then I only want you to look good, are you happy, or I only want you to sing well, are you happy?"

Cao Fei still has a clear understanding: "I know I posted it wrong, so you don't care."

Jing Xiaoqiang said casually: "Can I care, this situation is always unfair to you, you will meet someone better sooner or later, Xiaofei, this is from my heart, when we are together, we are happy, and we have to go Clean and tidy, I will not argue with you in the courtyard house or the record company, I just hope to leave good memories, not trivial matters."

Cao Fei's eyes turned red, and she pouted and bulged her cheeks.

The car finally quieted down.

The final arrangement was to go to Pingjing Radio and Television Institute, He Jiongjiong's alma mater.

It's not that he used power to smuggle connections, but based on the opinions of all parties, he felt that at this time, Uncle Huang's lectures about lyrics with college students should be held in music-related colleges.

The music school is definitely not suitable, there is no such major in pop music, and the military art is a bit sensitive.

Film schools and drama schools are too small.

The College of Radio and Television covers broadcasting, music and dance majors in a large and comprehensive manner.

More importantly, radio and television is the main expansion direction that He Jiongjiong has been mentioning to Jing Xiaoqiang, and coming here can be regarded as a good relationship with the radio and television system.

It is more meaningful than going to Qingbei, Science and Technology, etc. Of course, you have to go to Forestry University to show your face.

The last sentence was of course written by Bai Lianting herself.

Sure enough, the Pingjing Broadcasting Institute, which occupies a large area, was crowded with college students from the entrance, and there were bamboo banners from various universities, expressing their admiration and following for the gang leader, making it look like a gathering of the beggar gang.

But there are a lot of beautiful girls who are crowded in the front.

The Academy of Broadcasting and Television, whether it is broadcasting and hosting or acting majors, has many beauties. It is said that there are many beauties from various colleges and universities.

The first two columns still wore cheongsams for the reception.

It highlights the characteristics of the college's three-to-seven ratio of male to female students.

The scene was quite sensational, especially seeing Jing Xiaoqiang driving a very ordinary silver small Xiali, even though this is already beyond the living standards of most people, I think it is just right!
It not only represents an advanced lifestyle, but also is not too far away.

Very down to earth.

Many students who might be meeting the leader for the first time screamed with excitement!

Cao Fei didn't see these people in her eyes, and the whole process was slightly sad and quiet.

Pushing the sunglasses down with no expression on his face, he watched Jing Xiaoqiang waving his hands in all directions amidst the roar of mountains and tsunami, and walked into the auditorium of the college.

The auditorium, which can accommodate 500 people, was so crowded that no needle could be inserted in it. Jing Xiaoqiang forced a way for one person, and Cao Fei closed like a tide just after passing.

So the three girls who came down from the Cherokee should stand outside the auditorium and wait for the Mercedes-Benz.

I didn't see the super grand occasion where Jing Xiaoqiang was welcomed by the audience.

Because as Jing Xiaoqiang walked through the auditorium and onto the stage, there were paper airplanes like snowflakes overwhelming!

Desperately smashing at Jing Xiaoqiang, accompanied by Zhen Tianjie's booing and booing, but no disrespect or malice could be heard.

Jing Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment, and then vaguely remembered that among the several artistic schools in Pingjing back then, Guangyuan was the craziest.

Because of the characteristics of the broadcast stage, those who can withstand all the pressure and stand in front of the camera are worthy of this industry. This is called coaxing, a kind of psychological quality training.

But this paper airplane is a bit like the beggar gang spitting on the gang leader, otherwise they would not be able to express their emotions.

Cao Fei took off his sunglasses abruptly, not believing that the scene was so ugly, subconsciously stretched out his arms to block the man's side...

She is so personal, and at this moment only Jing Xiaoqiang is in her eyes.

Jing Xiaoqiang was a little moved in his heart, but he couldn't help waving his hands and whispering to the surroundings: "The unique welcome ceremony, refer to the white handkerchief in Europe..."

As soon as the words fell, the second wave of roll paper was thrown out. These dog bastards must do this often, and they threw it so accurately and skillfully. The long white belts followed Jing Xiaoqiang's steps like a hada. Spread out!
Coupled with the booing to coax the stage, it is full of ritual!
Jing Xiaoqiang's strength is worthy of it, not to mention the sense of stage in his bones and soul, how many times he has been staged by tens of thousands of people this year.

When he stood on the stage with a smile, the boos had been abruptly turned into cheers!
Not only the respect and cheers from the heart, but also countless college students from other schools are competing, why should you follow the broken rules of your Guangyuan, and you should not be ashamed!
But in fact, the main reason is that I am a little envious of the fact that the home court benefits can be prepared in advance, and no one thought that there would be such a thing.

As a result, I never expected that seeing such a scene, the girls in the major colleges and universities were not convinced. Why did you steal the limelight? I don’t know who took the lead, so they took off their stockings and threw them on the stage!

Immediately, almost all the girls felt, this is good!

They all followed suit!

My god...

This moment surpassed the later lectures and became a scene that countless college students on the scene would brag about all their lives!
"At that moment, it was as wonderful as the ribbons floating in the festival square..."

"The magical light and shadow, the fluttering and falling stockings constitute the symbol of my entire adolescence..."

Cao Fei laughed!

Because Jing Xiaoqiang is not obsessed with stockings at all, he reflexively took many steps back to the back of the stage. The dancer's stockings smell really good!
This is a chemical weapon attack!
Since then, Guangyuan has indeed passed down the tradition of throwing stockings with the highest courtesy.

(End of this chapter)