don't call me singer

Chapter 47 There is an addiction called Gu Xiaobai
On Sister Shan's fan station, another piece of news was announced.

"Xiaobai has a throat discomfort and needs to prepare for the exam. Live performances in the cafeteria will be suspended this week. The promotional video Xiaobai participated in will be launched soon. Please pay attention."

After the news was announced, fans were worried, wailing, and excited.

The worry is because of Gu Xiaobai's voice; the wailing is because, starting from today, Xiaobai will not be able to sing at noon; and the excitement is because the promotional video that Xiaobai participated in is finally going to be launched.

Although there is no way to see Xiaobai on the spot, but you can lick the screen!
Moreover, you can lick 360 degrees without dead ends!
Since that day, Gu Xiaobai has not performed any more performances.

Not only did he stop singing, he didn't even play the flute.

Every day after class, I went to the library and went to the laboratory to do self-study and problem-solving, and I returned to the era when I had no interest in everything before.

However, every noon, before going to the cafeteria, Xiaobai would ask his mobile phone: "Are you still alive?"

The system will pop up a dialog box to prove that he is still alive.

Then Gu Xiaobai began to seriously brush the questions.

For Gu Xiaobai, the days seem to be no different from before, and they are still the same.

But for others, the day suddenly gets tough.

In the physics laboratory, Zhao Xingsheng had already asked Gu Xiaobai three times.

"Xiao Bai, your throat needs a break, but you can play the flute..."

"If you go to the three cafeterias to play the flute, I believe everyone will be very happy."

"Xiao Bai, if you don't practice the flute, you can make it by hand, so let's practice more."

Gu Xiaobai said helplessly: "Teacher, I plan to give up music."

"What?" Zhao Xingsheng was so frightened that he almost hit a pottery in his hand and became a sinner through the ages.

"I signed up for the Campus Singer Competition for the sake of the campus hundred sons." Gu Xiaobai said, "When I get the last two full marks, I don't think the problem of the campus hundred sons plan is big."

Having said this, Gu Xiaobai showed a happy look on his face: "Then I can soak in the laboratory every day, do experiments every day, and do not sleep at night from morning to night. Well, let's get some sleep. , not sleeping will damage the brain..."

Looking at Gu Xiaobai's happy appearance, those who didn't know it thought that Gu Xiaobai had won the lottery.

"You...you you you you..." Zhao Xingsheng wanted to hit someone, but if Xiao Su hadn't stopped him, he would have rushed up to fight Gu Xiaobai.

"Teacher, don't do it, don't do it, talk to Xiaobai well!" Xiaosu persuaded Zhao Xingsheng while lowering his voice: "Teacher, you can't beat it, you can't beat it!"

Zhao Xingsheng suddenly calmed down.

Gu Xiaobai, who is tall and long-legged, really might not be able to beat him.

"Xiao Bai, don't be so decisive. Your teacher and I also form a band, so we can make some adjustments." Zhao Xingsheng said.

"Well, so I think...you and my teacher, probably have no hope in this life..."

Zhao Xingsheng...

I'll beat you to death, you dead child, what a nonsense!

How can I forget who this child is in the bedroom with?Do not study well!

But when someone said it, I couldn't refute the feeling... It's so annoying!
"Don't worry, I will inherit your two aspirations!" Gu Xiaobai clenched his fists.

Holding the porcelain, Zhao Xingsheng burst into tears, as if he was about to fill the 500-year-old jar with tears.

Suddenly his hands trembled, and he quickly handed the porcelain in his hand to Xiao Su: "No, I don't know why today, but my hands are shaking a little."

Must be pissed.

Zhao Xingsheng thought.

"It's over, the teacher is not only hopeless in this life, but also about to have Parkinson's..." Xiao Su wailed in her heart.

At the same time, Hu Chunjun, the manager of the third cafeteria, came to the outside of the boys' dormitory of the physics department with a large bag and a small bag. Just as he was about to enter, he was stopped by a serious-looking Jiang Wei.

"Which one are you looking for?"

"Oh, I'm the manager of the third canteen in our school. My surname is Hu." Hu Chunjun immediately took out his business card and gave it to him.

It's just a small security guard, and Hu Chunjun must be honest on weekdays, but at this moment, Hu Chunjun feels that even the security guard of Gu Xiaobai's dormitory must have a good relationship, maybe it can be used?
"Oh, what's the matter with you?" The little security guard took the business card and put it on the table behind him.Hu Chunjun saw that there were at least twenty or thirty business cards in a pile on the table behind.

"That's it, I heard that Xiaobai's throat is uncomfortable, so I came here to take a look..." Hu Chunjun said, he showed the big bag he was carrying, "Look, this is the Chuanbei loquat I bought specially. Ointment, this is the unique recipe of an old Chinese medicine practitioner in my hometown, it has a miraculous effect on the throat, this is..."

No need for Hu Chunjun not to be in a hurry, Gu Xiaobai didn't come to the three cafeteria to sing, and the sales of the three cafeteria dropped a lot!This makes Hu Chunjun, who has just dominated the canteen for a while, how to do it?

"Oh, that's it, Xiaobai is not in the dormitory now, you can put your things down, you can leave a note, and I will convey it." Jiang Wei said solemnly.

Since chatting with Uncle Qiang, Jiang Wei has become more and more interested in this job. Uncle Qiang is right, his job is actually given by Xiaobai. Hold Xiaobai's thigh tightly, you can't go wrong.

What if I hold the wrong one?What if I hold the wrong one?Missing a piece of meat?
For the current Jiang Wei, there is nothing to lose, so there is not much concern.

"Ah? Can't I hand it over to him? Can you tell me where Xiaobai has gone?" Hu Chunjun said helplessly, "Look, I drove 400 kilometers and brought it back to my hometown. It's not expensive, but it's true. It's very effective, putting it away in ancient times is sending goose feathers a thousand miles away..."

Jiang Wei didn't speak, he stepped aside, and Hu Chunjun saw what loquat paste, throat tea, herbal tea, and throat medicine were piled up behind Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei is also helpless. He is responsible for solving the things that Xiaobai doesn't want. In the past two days, he will sing high notes when he drinks the throat tea.When chatting at night in the security dormitory, it was like a group of high-pitched singers fighting songs.

Hu Chunjun suddenly shook his hands, sighed helplessly, put his things down, and urged, "Please tell Xiaobai that I have been here before!"

"Don't worry, this is my duty." Jiang Wei stood up straight, extremely holy.

Somewhere on campus, several elderly people are drinking kung fu tea.

Old Hong has good eyesight and is in charge of pouring the tea. Suddenly, his hands trembled, and the slender water column was spilled on the outside of the cup.

"I don't know why these two days, but my hands are always shaking..." Lao Hong frowned, "Should I go to the hospital for a checkup?"

"What are you checking?" Professor Chen said, "Even if you are uneducated, you have always quit smoking. Do you understand the withdrawal reaction?"

After saying that, Professor Chen took out his mobile phone from his pocket tremblingly, and clicked the play button.

When Gu Xiaobai's singing sounded, a group of grandpas and grandmothers who trembled like old withered trees in the cold wind let out a satisfied sigh.

The wind stopped.

　In fact, the previous chapter recommended eating with koji...

　　For a song without lyrics, Uncle Ha really can't write the voice...

　　


(End of this chapter)