mtl008 Chapter 179 You are short, but you blame me for blocking your view
Chapter 179 You are short, but you blame me for blocking your view
What did I say?
Didn’t I just ask a question?
Why is it meddling in other people's business?
Zou Mengmeng was so angry that her face puffed up and she glared at the boy hatefully.
"Please lower your head a little. You're blocking my view."
The boy looked Zou Mengmeng up and down for a while before revealing a sarcastic smile, "You are short, and you blame me for blocking your view."
After saying that, he stopped paying attention to Zou Mengmeng and turned his head to continue watching the show.
Zou Mengmeng looked at Sun Wenqing in disbelief, "He said I'm short!?"
Sun Wenqing coughed lightly and said, "Let's just watch the show. Manman's show will be over soon."
This time, Zou Mengmeng was really sad.
By the way, at her current age, can her height still grow a little bit?
At least it would be nice if it could grow to 1.6 meters!
……
After Riemann's performance ended, she bowed to the audience with a light breath. Her heartbeat was like a drum, making her feel a little dizzy for a moment.
There was thunderous applause from the audience, mixed with the voices of some students boldly expressing their love.
"Ahhh~ Miss, you are so beautiful. Miss, I love you so much."
It can be heard that the loudest voice is that of a girl with a milky voice.
Riemann was slightly stunned, then smiled, blew a kiss in the direction of the sound, and then turned around and walked off the stage without any hesitation.
The host then came on stage to introduce the next program, and Su Ziyu quickly handed Li Man a glass of warm water.
"Go sit over there and rest for a while."
Riemann nodded, found a place to sit down and drank warm water in small sips.
After a short pause, Li Man said hello to Su Ziyu, then took his things and returned to the auditorium to sit down.
The boy in front of Zou Mengmeng turned back to look at Riemann again and again, and he felt embarrassed after looking at him for a while.
Zou Mengmeng was about to roll her eyes to the sky, then she leaned close to Li Man's ear and whispered in her complaint.
The key words are: indecisive.
The last program was an instrumental performance of "Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence", a song performed by members of the music club.
Performed by a pianist, a violinist and two violinists.
"Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence" is also known as "Merry Christmas on the Battlefield". It is a song that promotes pacifism and opposes war.
The girl playing the piano is the vice president of the music club and also a senior student in the Foreign Languages Department.
She sat upright on the piano stool, her slender white index fingers constantly jumping on the black and white keys. Under the light, her whole body was coated with a soft halo.
The sound of the piano flowed from her fingertips, blending perfectly with the sounds of the cello and violin, resounding throughout the auditorium.
Su Ziyu had heard the song "Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence" many times on Christmas Day.
There are piano-only versions, violin-only versions, and even erhu versions.
Each instrument has its own unique characteristics, and the music it plays is naturally unique as well.
It seems that every Christmas, many people have learned this song.
Su Ziyu can also play it, but only on the violin.
However, she only learned to play the violin for a few years when she was a child, and her level can only be described as average.
Although her violin playing skills are not very good, she still has basic appreciation ability.
These four people have very solid basic skills, and they must have started learning them since childhood.
Moreover, the four of them worked together very well, and the whole piece was played mellowly and harmoniously.
Although they are not at the professional level, they are still top-notch among college students.
As the last syllable fell, the Christmas party was about to move on to another stage.
Su Ziyu and the other three went on stage to clean up the situation, and then led everyone to a cafeteria.
After watching the show, it’s time to eat and communicate with each other.
Xu Yiming also specially thanked Wen Jing, the second daughter of the Wen family, for sponsoring the Christmas event on stage.
Wen Jing, who was sitting in the corner chatting with Luo Zizhou, raised her head subconsciously when she heard her name.
After hearing Xu Yiming's praise, Wen Jing suddenly felt a little ashamed and had the urge to cover her entire face and leave.
She was afraid that her classmates would be too enthusiastic and would disturb her and Luo Zizhou’s world of two, and it was definitely not because she was embarrassed!!!
Luo Zizhou smiled and poked Wen Jing's shoulder teasingly, his behavior restrained and measured.
"Miss Wen Er, aren't you going to go up and accept everyone's thanks?"
Wen Jing rolled her eyes at Luo Zizhou, then lowered her head and walked towards the door.
Luo Zizhou followed closely and asked, "Are you not planning to participate in the next activities?"
"Go be a monkey?"
"If you want, being Sun Wukong is not a problem."
"You...are you my boyfriend or not? How could you make me so angry?"
Luo Zizhou patted Wen Jing's head, his eyes curved but without a trace of smile.
"If I'm not your boyfriend, then what am I to you?"
Wen Jing didn't realize the profound meaning in Luo Zizhou's words and continued to act out her temper.
"I don't care who you are. If you make me unhappy, I'll break up with you."
The two figures gradually disappeared at the entrance of the auditorium, and Su Ziyu also withdrew his gaze from them.
When he turned around, a beautifully wrapped bouquet of roses appeared in front of Su Ziyu.
"Xiaomei Su, you look very beautiful today. This bouquet of flowers is for you."
Su Ziyu looked at the boy holding flowers and felt that he looked familiar.
Fang Min and the other two were unsure of Su Ziyu's attitude, so they did not go up to help him, but just stood aside and watched openly.
Su Ziyu took two steps back and gave a distant yet polite smile, "Mr. Yang, right? Thank you for the flowers, but I'm allergic to pollen."
The visitor was slightly taken aback. He had clearly seen Su Ziyu picking up fallen osmanthus flowers before...
Without having to say it explicitly, he already understood what Su Ziyu meant.
He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he just left with a grim expression.
Before leaving, he casually stuffed the flowers in his hand into the arms of a girl who was sorting her things backstage. The girl was startled by the sudden bouquet of flowers stuffed into her arms, and when she came to her senses and wanted to take the flowers, the boy had already walked away.
Su Ziyu, Fang Min and the other two looked at each other for a while, and then the four of them saw the girl throw the flowers directly into the trash can.
"Tsk! Are you acting like I've never received flowers?"
"I'm not a trash can that can hold anything."
After saying that, the girl threw her backpack over her right shoulder and left in a hurry.
Fang Min coughed lightly, attracting the attention of several people.
"Zi Yu, do you have any plans for later? Do you want to go to the cafeteria to get something to eat?"