Qin Feng returned to school as usual, and his friends in the dormitory were all playing games, unaware that there was a rising superstar around him.
Qin Feng walked into the dormitory and put down the guitar he bought for 30,000 yuan.
At this time, Li Jing came over to ask Qin Feng for advice, holding a book and asked: "Old Qin, how do you solve this line number determinant?"
Qin Feng looked at him wearing glasses and looking serious, and said with a smile: "A person who can usually fall asleep after reading two pages of Journey to the West actually studied the number of threads today? Are you stimulated by something?"
Director Guo Tao interjected: "This is patience (love)."
The shy Li Jing blushed and said, "Ganggun, I just want to make myself better."
Qin Feng smiled and said: "Not bad, I have grown up, but I don't understand your determinant."
Li Jing's face darkened and he said, "Trash."
"Why don't you ask Jiajia?"
When Li Jing heard the name Jiajia, his face was filled with a happy smile.
"Hehehe, not too good. Is this appropriate? It's so late." Li Jing said with a silly smile.
"Doesn't this just prove that you work very hard?"
"That's right, then I'm going to make a call now, make a call, make a call."
Li Jing is now full of hope for love again, which is a good thing.
Qin Feng went to take a shower, during which he missed three phone calls in five minutes.
At the same time, in a villa, Jiang Xia looked at Li Lingjia resentfully, sighed and said, "You don't answer my calls. What does this guy do every day? Doesn't he play with his mobile phone?"
Li Lingjia put on a facial mask and replied: "Don't use normal people's thinking to understand him. Maybe he really doesn't look at his phone."
"Jiajia, let me tell you, the person wearing a mask and singing in Jiuzhou Square tonight is definitely Qin Feng. I dare to bet you." Jiang Xiaqing said firmly.
Just now, when Jiang Xiaqing was browsing Weibo, he accidentally saw a hot search in the same city and saw a video of Qin Feng singing.
However, Qin Feng was wearing a mask and could not be identified in the camera, but his recognizable voice made Jiang Xiaqing recognize him immediately.
After seeing the video, Jiang Xiaqing's first thought was that he sang so well. Qin Feng's songs are full of tension and different from any popular songs on the market today. They also have exquisite melody and touching lyrics. They are definitely not ordinary singers. Can be written.
But on second thought, Jiang Xiaqing was still a little angry. This guy didn't want to sing alone for him, but he had to set up a stall on the roadside. It was really too much.
Subconsciously, Jiang Xiaqing has classified Qin Feng as her own private property, so she has this little emotion.
Li Lingjia put on a facial mask and watched Qin Feng's singing video for the third time. Although there were hurried figures and a lot of noise in the video, it did not affect Li Lingjia's listening to the song.
While listening, Li Lingjia actually started humming.
She likes "Exaggerated" sung by Qin Feng the most.
"Just think of him as being exaggerated, la la la la la..."
Because he had never heard this song before, Li Lingjia couldn't even remember the words, only the tune.
Jiang Xiaqing felt that she was being ignored, and immediately hugged her best friend's waist and said aggrievedly: "Woman, even you ignore me."
Li Lingjia smiled and said, "Don't touch my waist, it's so itchy."
"I'll just touch it, hum, to make you ignore me."
"Oh, okay, okay, don't get angry with me here. Why don't we ask him face to face when we get to school tomorrow?"
"Wouldn't that make us look unreserved?"
"My dear, the word "reserve" has become farther and farther away from you."
"Yeah, hahaha, it doesn't matter."
Jiang Xiaqing smiled innocently, looking like an innocent girl who fell in love.
The next day, Qin Feng was full of classes, so they all got up extra early in the dormitory. When they were washing, they heard the roar of a sports car coming from outside the dormitory.
Li Jing, who loved to join in the fun, hurried to the balcony and stuck his head out.
"Holy shit, SF90, a man's dream, which young master's car is this?" Li Jing said exaggeratedly.
Generally speaking, it is normal for several luxury cars to appear downstairs in the women's dormitory, but it is less common in the men's dormitory.
Guo Tao and others also crowded over to observe this multi-million luxury car from top to bottom.
Qin Feng has no interest in luxury cars. After all, when he was an anchor, he would change to a luxury car every other week. He has rented Maybach, Faraday, Bentley, and Rolls-Royce. Everyone may think that driving a luxury car is boring. It's cool, but in reality it's just like that. It's okay to deceive a little girl, but for many people with high pursuits, a car is just a means of transportation. Even a car worth tens of millions is still a means of transportation.
"Old Qin, come and see, where is the Ferrari SF90? How beautiful this car is, with its streamlined body, domineering rear wing, and titanium alloy wheels." Li Jing's eyes flashed with a man's most primitive desire.
Qin Feng sweated: "This is the fifth floor, brother, can you see the wheel?"
"Of course, I have a sharp eye."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sexy woman got out of the car. Her long split skirt exposed her slender legs. Li Jing saw her from the fifth floor.
"Holy shit, beauty!!" Li Jing's voice rose a decibel, and this beauty sentence attracted more men to watch.
Even though it is 7:30 in the morning, if a beautiful woman shows up, any boy who stays in bed will jump out of bed.
"Which department is this from? I've never seen such a beautiful school beauty?"
"This short hair is absolutely stunning."
"Hao Sa, my food, my food."
The boys upstairs were excited, and whistles were coming and going.
The beauty is none other than Li Shan, the proprietress of the piano store, whose stage name is San San. She came here so early for no other reason than to see Qin Feng.
"Brother, I've bought breakfast for you, come downstairs to eat." Sansan called upstairs, her sweet voice instantly captivated everyone.
"Sister, sister, I'm here, feed me, I'm your little puppy, woof woof!"
"Get lost, my sister is mine."
"Isn't this a dream? Is there really a sister who bought breakfast for me?"
In the noisy environment, Qin Feng couldn't hear clearly what was being said outside.
Qin Feng focused on washing up, arranging his hair style, and looked pretty in the mirror.
Li Jing hurried over, grabbed Qin Feng and said: "Old Qin, there is a short-haired beauty down there who is looking for her brother all over the floor. Can you help me strike up a conversation? If you ask for the contact information, as usual, I will give you ten packs of chicken breasts."
Qin Feng looked with disdain and said, "Aren't you chasing Jiajia? You scumbag."
Li Jing was speechless and stubbornly argued: "I just want a contact information. Besides, Jiajia and I are just ordinary friends. Don't get me wrong."
"Scumbag, bah."
Li Jing said with shame: "You really make a fool of yourself at fifty steps."
Qin Feng asked: "What is the background of the other party? What makes you so fascinated?"
"I couldn't see her appearance clearly from the distance. She has a great figure. The most important thing is that she owns an SF90. Let me ask you, who in the world can resist the temptation of an SF90?"
"I can."
"You can pull him down."
Qin Feng looked at the time and prepared to go downstairs for dinner. The six people in the dormitory acted as a group, and the remaining five people insisted on dragging Qin Feng to see the super hot girl downstairs.
Qin Feng was really not interested, but he was pulled over without any move.
But when Qin Feng saw her, Sansan suddenly rushed forward, grabbed Qin Feng's hand, and said, "You stinky brother, you didn't reply to my message, so I kept asking."
At this moment, the roommates around Qin Feng were all stunned, and the expressions on their faces were exactly the same as the first one in your emoji pack.
Li Jing was hit hard in his heart again, why? Why is he alone responsible for all the good things in the world? Are you going to let people live?
"No...no..." Li Jing roared crazily in his heart.
A BGM played in their minds.
Snowflakes are falling, the north wind is howling, and the world is... vast!
