No wonder the noise was so loud just now.

It turned out that it was not just the thunder, but also the loud noise of the collapse of the mountain.

Everyone was shocked. Thinking of the tomb of Nuwa that was being dug in Qingcheng Mountain recently, I thought that the ancient tombs could not be dug randomly, because the gods were surrendering to the world.

Xi Rubao, who helped the old lady cross the road and then turned back, sat in the back row and suddenly remembered Gu Jingyan when he saw the news. It seemed that he was skipping class to dig a grave!

She couldn't help but ask Wu Minghao nervously: "Fatty, Mr. Gu will not fall into the grave after digging, right?"

Wu Minghao: "What, I'm very worried about your future brother-in-law?"

Xi Rubao pouted: "No! I am doing three good deeds every day, so I will care about my classmates!"

Wu Minghao didn't have the time to deal with Gu Jingyan, and pointed to the front row with gossip: "Look, look, the big guys have started fighting for the little ancestor hahaha!"

Xi Rubao also felt spirited: "Where? Where?"

【Sure enough, the teenager who dug a grave does not deserve care.】

Front VIP seats.

As Xi Zuer left the stage, the big guys couldn't sit still.

Huangfu Yaxian's fingers trembled and covered her heart: "Fuxiqin, Fuxiqin, this girl uses treasures. I decided to let this girl enter the Conservatory of Music of our Imperial University..."

Before he finished speaking, Dean Tang, who was beside him, stopped doing it: "Hey, I liked Zuer first. I was about to go back to make a report, so I specially recruited her to the Foreign Languages ​​College!"

Huangfu Yaxian sneered: "Didn't you just have an English competition? I heard that this girl doesn't want to ask for the places you will be recommended. What's the use of special tricks? She won't go."

"How do you know that Zuer won't go, hum!"

"Because she doesn't like Western things. What's the best thing about English? It's just a tool word. It's not as good as our profound Chinese characters and Chinese culture, hum."

"You...! Our Foreign Languages ​​College has a high scholarship!"

"Haha, our music school also offers a large house and exclusive concert rooms."

"Our Foreign Languages ​​College has lowered its scores and admitted!"

“Our Conservatory of Music is not admitted without examination.”

The two were placing their waists and glaring at each other, and they couldn't argue.

Zhou Huaxiong, the leader of the mathematics teaching and research group next to him and the college entrance examination question-setting expert, casually explained: "My ancestor is a mathematical genius, and I have already recommended her to the Institute of Mathematics. Of course, her talent must be used in high-end subjects such as mathematics. It is forgot that English bird singing, piano dancing and pipe dancing as a hobby. Of course, the main business is to become a mathematical expert and scientific tycoon to build the motherland forever, so that she can be worthy of the talent of her ancestor."

After a pause, he said, "You are still thinking about accepting disciples? What's funny? I have long been worshipping my ancestors as my teacher!"

That look was proud and proud.

He made the other two so angry that his beards smoked.

The three little old men just seemed to be alone and started arguing in the concert hall, and they were eager to grab people.

The audience in the concert hall was stunned.

He even held the violin on the stage and was about to regroup and win back Xi Ruzhu, who was so popular in the group, was in tears.

No one wanted to continue listening to her playing the violin.

The big guys were all snatching Xi Zuer, the audience was watching the fun, and the rest were browsing news gossip and digging graves... In short, no one cared about her.

The personal concert that I have been carefully prepared for more than a year is so useless.

She stood pitifully on the stage.

Invisibly, the face has been beaten into a sieve.

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Xi Zuer carried the Fuxi Qin and left the concert hall.

Walk to a secluded place.

Her lazy face suddenly turned cold.

The Fuxi Qin in his hand threw it into the air, and he pinched a trick from the air with his long finger.

Fuxi Qin immediately felt like she was stuck in her neck and hanging upside down under the sky: "Cough cough cough cough cough, little ancestor, Qinqin is in pain!"
Chapter completed!