Not the selfless grand duke, but the grand duke of the rooster!

Professional practitioners all hate him so much that they hate him, but his public opinion is so popular that he is so popular that this perverted popularity has made him a member.

In his music reviews, the most common words appear are "shit", followed by "toxic", and then "trash". The most common combination is "toxic shit", or "toxic in shit". In addition to these comments with strong smell, he will also spray the weak points of the work in blood, helping everyone discover the fatal weaknesses of the work.

Although "You, the Deskmate" is very good,... but has he passed the level of Grand Duke Zhao?

Xing Dawei made up his mind and finally got this terrible name.

It doesn't matter. No one can get over it anyway, so it's not embarrassing to be criticized by him, but it's very glorious.

More than ten minutes later, Xing Dawei finally sent an email.

Then he leaned on the back of the chair and put on his headphones again.

Let's do it again, campus folk songs!

...

In fact, Xing Dawei and Mu Xianxue heard "You, My Deskmate", long before Lu Jian.

This is the first single from Star Factory, and Lu Jian hopes to witness it with everyone.

In the restaurant, Lu Kang, wearing an apron, delivered the last dish. Looking at everyone's look of anticipation and nervousness, he didn't dare to joke and sat in his seat honestly.

"Brother, aren't you here?" Qiao Qiao asked, pointing upstairs.

"My buddy doesn't like to show up in public, so I'm busy with something else." Lu Jian tuned the speaker and nodded to everyone, "It's started. The first single, no talking, no emoticons, no chewing bones, all of which are good!"

Lu Kang and Mo Xijun felt that their nature was crushed, but for this ceremony, they endured it.

Lu Jian pressed the play button and quickly got to the main seat of the restaurant.

The guitar arrived as promised and the story began.

Under Mr. Xihu's careful training, all Qiao Qiao's previous defects disappeared without a trace. He opened the time tunnel with his unique voice, took everyone into the classroom, and met you, who was the deskmate.

Time flies in his singing, and the story turns the pages with the violin.

I met, fell in love, and left, are you sorry?

There is no answer, only the past photos, and the half rubber.

When the song ended and everyone opened their eyes, they felt that these more than three minutes did not exist, just like a dream constructed by memories, unable to tell whether it was sweet or bitter.

Lu Jian breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the ceiling.

The days before have gone far away

I will have my wife, too.

Don't look for photos with her.

Don't tell her about you, who is at the same desk!

Listeners, hide this itch, recall the memories in silence, observe them secretly, and don’t commit suicide!

"This, this, this..." Lu Kang stared at Qiao Qiao for a long time before he turned blankly, "You? This is you? This song... This song is simply..."

"Warning you to shut up!" Lu Kang looked at him nervously. Could it be that his emotions were too good that even other mammals could be moved?

"How can you shut up? It sounds so nice, it sounds super nice!" Lu Kang asked Mo Xijun again, "Is it right?"

"Yes, yes, I remember the melody at once." Mo Xijun also said excitedly, "Even if I am a girl, I can feel the mood, really!"

"Hmph, I feel a little ashamed to listen to my own voice." Qiao Qiao wiped her nose, "In fact, the singing is not so good, mainly because my buddy tunes are awesome."

"Xiao Si, you are so awesome, much better than me!" Mo Xijun kept nodding at Qiao Qiao, "Brother Jian is indeed right, you can post a single as soon as you come up."

"Don't say that, you may be better than him." Lu Jian smiled and picked up the red wine and poured it into several cups. "The following is the time to ask questions. This is the number of shots, Xijun answered."

"Clam?" Mo Xijun felt the spotlight suddenly shining on her, a little nervous, but she was not afraid. She recalled the melody, lighted the table with her fingers, and replied confidently, "Photo 6/8."

Qiao Qiao shook her head and smiled, "Hehe, the answer was wrong, it was 3/4."

"No, Qiao Qiao, you were wrong, it was 6/8." Lu Jian couldn't help but curse, "You can do it enough, I don't know what beat it is after singing."

Lu Kang was silent for a moment. After using his mathematical knowledge to calculate, he looked shocked and found that things were not simple: "Isn't 3/4 just 6/8?"

“It’s going to be multiplied by 2.”

"Multiple it will be 3/4 in the end."

"But the speed has become faster and the rhythm has become tighter." Lu Jian poured the wine and distributed the wine glass to everyone. "Xijun told these two fools, especially Qiao Qiao, who Lu Kang couldn't understand anyway."

"Yes." Mo Xijun picked up the spoon and gently tapped the small plate in front of him, "I'll beat 3/4 first. This is the standard beat of waltz. You can feel it."

Dong Chacha—Dong Chacha—Strong and weak—Strong and weak…

Mo Xijun played the beat steadily, feeling like he was dancing waltz.

"In a 3/4 shot like this, every time the 'Dong Chacha' is separated, the paragraph feels strong and not so coherent, just like when we go to waltz, we have to turn around every time the 'Dong Chacha' is gone." Mo Xijun continued, "Then it's 6/8 shot, listen well!"

Dongchacha dongcha dongcha dongcha dongcha dongcha dongcha …

Her speed of knocking on the plate was significantly faster and became very coherent. Qiao Qiao couldn't help but hum according to the rhythm, which was indeed very suitable.

Mo Xijun nodded to Qiao Qiao and said, "This way the rhythm will be tighter and more continuous, and at the same time it does not lose the elegance of waltz, so we feel like we are reading diaries and telling stories. It is not so rigid and comfortable. Xiao Si, you can choose this difficult beat, it is really amazing!"

"Ah..." Qiao Qiao was stunned for a moment, then wiped her nose proudly, "There is no way, this is probably the legendary genius."

"You're so embarrassed to say it!" Lu Jian had already distributed the wine glass to everyone, and cursed at him, "Starting tomorrow, you go to the library, read your own books, and make up for music theory for me!"

Qiao Qiao stopped doing it now and pointed at Mo Xijun and said, "Wait, why should she have a special teacher?"

"Who told you to be a genius? Let's go and study by yourself to save money." Lu Jian stood up and raised his glass, "I feel ashamed that I have not done a lot of work well. Thank you for being willing to stay here under such circumstances."

Qiao Qiao, Mo Xijun and Lu Kang also stood up, but this time there was no intention of making fun of each other, and they were also very moved.

Survive in a desperate situation? Take a desperate bet?

I don't know what the result is, so I don't care!

Lu Jian has raised his glass countless times, but this time, he felt different.

"Although there are interests, it seems that what prompts us to come together is not interests. There is nothing wrong with interests, but we are human beings. We cherish each other and appreciate each other." Lu Jian put the cup forward, revealing a strong sense of affection. "As the boss, I will stick to, firmly believe, and stick to this principle in the future. I will make Xing Factory a family composed of people, rather than a castle made of interests and interests."

Qiao Qiao was the first to clink cups with Lu Jian, and this time her eyes didn’t have a slight joking look: “As the leading artist, I support you, Brother Jian unconditionally, forever.”

Mo Xijun also clinked glasses with the two: "Although I can't understand Brother Jian's words very much, I can feel Brother Jian's mood. For the first time, I feel very lucky. It is my luck to be here. Thank you Brother Jian and everyone."

Because Lu Kang's lower body was relatively short, he pushed his body hard and touched the cup: "The hospitality is not good."

Four cups hit each other, although there are few people, they are still a home after all.

Whether it can be drunk or not, everyone drinks it all in one go.

Lu Jian smiled and raised his arms: "Star Factory officially set sail!"

Mo Xijun swallowed the red wine hard, and her eyes turned red when she choked, but she still shook her cup and shouted: "Yeah!"

"Hmph, I can't wait to see the list." Qiao Qiao proudly asked the glass to face down, confirming that all the red wine had been drunk and no drop was left.

But Lu Kang put down his cup and thoughtfully: "Although the song is good, it's a newcomer after all. I'm not optimistic about the rankings... Set a small goal and strive not to be at the bottom."

The three of them couldn't help but look happy.
Chapter completed!