There was evening self-study in the evening, and Gu Qing easily found his class. He took a look and found that there were already many people in the classroom.

In the live broadcast room, Dingdang cat's eyes are the most poisonous, and you can see the most beautiful one at a glance.

"The first girl by the window in the third row, I scored 85 points. Who agrees and who opposes?"

"Fuck! I'm worthy of being Brother Cat, my eyes are poisonous."

"I look good, but I didn't stand up. I don't know what my figure is. Why don't the anchor go to Kang Kang?"

Gu Qing disdained, "You guys are really superficial and vulgar. I'm different. I just want to ask about my studies."

Zhang Lingjun was wearing headphones and listening to music. In the afterglow, a black shadow walked towards her. Looking up, she was a tall and handsome guy with broken eyebrows and big eyebrows.

This shouldn't be my own class!

After several days of military training, the boys in the class were very dark, so there was no such white one.

"Hello, beautiful girl, I would like to ask who is the squad leader of our squad?"

Our class? Zhang Lingjun put down his headphones and said, "I am, what's wrong?"

"What a coincidence?" Gu Qing stretched out his hand and smiled, "I came to report it today. My name is Gu Qing. Please take care of me in the future."

Zhang Lingjun was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this new classmate was good at dealing with people and society. This was the first time she saw someone greeting her and wanted to shake hands.

However, this name sounds a bit familiar. The original song I just listened to is also called Gu Qing.

"Hello, take care of me, my name is Zhang Lingjun." After a moment of stalemate, Zhang Lingjun stretched out his fair jade hand and shook Gu Qing, "Who are you looking for me?"

Soft and slippery, this is Gu Qing's first feeling, "It's like that, the head teacher asked me to come to you to get military training uniforms."

"Oh, I got it. After class, you go to the dormitory with me, I'll give it to you."

The above sentence is for Gu Qing to replenish his brain, because he speculated that Zhang Lingjun could not carry a set of military training uniforms at any time.

Seeing the man in front of him giggling, Zhang Lingjun was speechless. He was afraid he was not a fool. He reached out to take a hand from the table and slapped the table with an unopened military training uniform.

"The last set is 180cm. Look, if the size is larger, please find someone else to change it."

Gu Qing's smile was frozen.

"Thank you, the squad leader, don't change it. This size fits my temperament. The bigger the better."

Holding the military training uniform, Gu Qing found the last row of windows by the window. There were no one here yet. Until class, all the students in the class came, with a total of 37.

There are no teachers in the evening study, and the students play with their own games. Those with mobile phones play with their phones, those without mobile phones are in a daze, or lying on the table to sleep.

Now that the textbook has not been released yet, it is impossible to read a book.

Gu Qing reached out and took out his hand from his pocket, and took out his cell phone and played with it.

In the second class, the class finally got a little vitality because of the arrival of a group of girls, they were dressed fashionablely, with light makeup on their faces, their hair was permed, and those wearing high heels and stockings, they were obviously senior sisters.

"Dear students, we are from the campus vocabulary club. Do you want to join? You can add points and sign up to send the contact information of the senior sister."

The person who spoke was Lan Yun, who was wearing long hair and wearing glasses, and was gentle. There were seven or eight girls behind her, either with long legs or strong career aspirations.

"Senior sister, it's illegal for you to recruit new products like this."

"Senior sister, thank you."

"Senior sister, it doesn't matter if you have contact information, it's mainly because I like lyric culture."

The above three sentences were all said by Gu Qing. The whole class was stunned and turned to look at the white-skinned, out of place new classmate.

In the class of more than 30 people, half of them are male and female. More than a dozen boys graduated from high school. They have never seen such a scene. They all looked at it and secretly swallowed their saliva, but no one answered, except Gu Qing, the old snake skin.

"Ah, it's you." Seeing Gu Qing, Lan Yun almost jumped up happily and waved her hand: "Come up."

Gu Qing strode to the stage, and a senior sister gave him a pen and asked him to fill in the name on the form, "It's okay, I'll do it myself, bah, I'll do it myself."

"Why are you here? I said you wanted to study before, but I thought it was fake, but I didn't expect it to be really here."

"You are not interested enough. You have been here long ago and didn't tell me. Oh, I'm still sad when I parted."

"I will protect you from joining the club in the future. The bonus points are absolutely necessary. I guarantee that you can get the certificate. By the way, our Ci Society still has a vice president, so why don't you come."

Next to him, a girl said weakly: "Sister Lan, don't we already have a deputy club?"

"I don't want that. I'll let him get out tomorrow. Gu Qing, don't leave later. I'll take you to skewers and treat you to the guests."

Looking at the chattering Lan Yun, not only the people in the lyrics club were stunned, but also the composition class.

Is this president a different relationship with his new classmate?

Lan Yun took out her cell phone and said to Gu Qing: "What is your signal for flight? Add a friend and I'll bring you into the group."

Before, the two exchanged phone numbers, but there was no Flying signal. The Feixun in this world is similar to the Earth Penguin.

"Wardtian, Niweisenmoramo, Meide, Buyao Buyao."

Looking at the nickname Lan Yun, Gu Qing twitched. This person was too narcissistic. He couldn't even think of such a nickname even if he beat him to death.

Ward Kiel is tough... Looking at Gu Qing's ID, Lan Yun read it silently twice, and a hint of redness appeared on her face. The next moment, the ID changed, becoming as pure as me.

This was corrected in time when Gu Qing found out that something was wrong.

He used to have no cell phone, and there were not many people playing Feixun in his high school class, so he naturally didn't add friends. After he had a cell phone, he just got one. Now he is still the only one in the contact person.

He also knew who Gu Qing was. Lan Yun's face quickly recovered and she smiled, "I'll continue to recruit new students. After class, I'll come to Qinyuan 6, girls' dormitory, waiting for you."

Lan Yun recruited several newcomers in the class, including Zhang Lingjun, and then led her group of sisters to the next classroom.

When Gu Qing returned to his seat, he found that the whole class looked at him incorrectly.

The boy at the front table turned around and said admiringly: "Brothers, who is the sacred brother? I even know the famous Cishe Lanyun."

"Is she very famous?"

"Yes, I was a storied figure in our school since my freshman year. I have good academic performance and have swept many awards. I know, the strongest king in the country has gone. It is said that she has entered the top 60. Isn't it awesome?"

There are tens of thousands of people who have been selected online for the Voice of China, and the strength of the 100 people is definitely the best. Some of them are Boys, who have been playing music since childhood, and various music awards at the municipal and provincial levels have swept the characters.

Some are famous masters, and can play with musical instruments and singing, while others are geniuses who practice piano at the age of four or five, and are born with a strong sense of music.

It is already amazing that Lan Yun can enter the top 60 as a college student.

"Awesome!" Gu Qing gave a thumbs up, "Will the ones entering the top ten stronger?"

"That's right, if you can enter the top ten, you can debut as a third-tier artist. It saves more than ten years of hard work. Anyone who joins a well-known music company is welcome."
Chapter completed!