[Online game] Don't!I am male

Chapter 42 Forced Kiss 1 Get 1 Free

January 2094, 1 is a day worth remembering. On this day, too many people received "unexpected shocks".

The venue for the rematch in the region where City A of the Tianshu Cup Campus Band Competition is located is in the auditorium of the adjacent Polytechnic Institute.

The other contestants are adjusting their status in their own unique ways in the background, in order to be able to appear on the stage in the best condition.

The drummer of Rising Sun, Han Xu, irritably loosened the collar of his uniform and dropped his cell phone: "Fuck me, what the hell is that stupid Cheng Qing, and he won't answer the phone."

"Isn't he still being ravaged by Hei Wuchang?" The bassist seemed a little gloating.

"I'll go, you'd be happy if he didn't come, you know that silly X is the lead guitar?"

"Brother, calm down, he won't be late..."

"It's about to start."

The first group of bands had already taken the stage, but Cheng Qing was still in the dormitory looking at the mirror unhurriedly to see if there were any wrinkles in his straight police uniform.

The second group of band performances ended, Cheng Qing finally entered the auditorium with his electric guitar on his back, the audience screamed excitedly, and the girls whispered excitedly, but Cheng Qing went straight into the backstage with a smile on his face, never looking at the girls Let's take a look.

In the judging panel, Cloudwalk in a creamy white suit put down his hands shyly, and said twice, "Tsk, what the hell, that cosplayer cosplays the sacred and inviolable noble black lotus, I'll go!" !"

"Do you know him?" The gentle man wearing gold-rimmed glasses next to Cloudwalk raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "The 419 person from a few days ago? It's a good one, and he can subdue the temptation. He has a good eye."

Walking in the clouds fiddled with the card with the words Yao Nie, the vice president of Lin's brokerage, on the table, squinted his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Lin Siming, is your brain circuit flooded?"

Lin Siming's face remained unchanged, he still smiled gently, and said very solemnly and politely: "Could it be that my brain is flooded, otherwise why would I bring you, a monster, to City A?"

"Yo! I've wronged you! I've wronged you for calling your deadly enemy in order to sue me."

"Wenyu and I have always been good brothers, and I'm also doing it for your own good. It's not good for minors to go out to 419."

"Fuck you, a beast who has been a starlet since he was 16 has the face to frame a pure young man like my brother."

The boss who was a seat away came - Chu Tianshu glanced at each other with a smile and cursed, the corners of his mouth obviously showed signs of twitching.

Walking in the clouds returned a bewitching smile to Chu Tianshu, took out his phone, poked and sent a few messages.

When Lang Jun received the message, it was the critical moment for them to fight back against RIKEN. He had no time to read the message, and the message notification sound would jingle every 3 minutes.

There were too many messages, and the notification sounded continuously, and he was very annoyed. Lang Jun frowned and called to the walkie-talkie, Lang Ning, who was using the game to vent his awkwardness next door: "Come and read the messages for me."

"Hey!" Lang Ning sneered as if he had no bones in his chair, "Is it your turn to beg me?"

"childish."

"Your sister!"

"Student Langning, my sister is your sister."

"I go!"

"Ah."

Ok……

Oh my sister!

Lang Ning grinned, hung a kelp tear on his little hunter to express his helpless mood at this time, and reluctantly entered Lang Jun's study with bare feet.

The foot pinched Lang Jun's calf as if venting his anger, and poked Lang Jun's cell phone with a smile on his face.

Lang Jun twitched the corners of his mouth, rubbed his instep against his painful calf, his eyes were full of helplessness.

"My sister and her brother are participating in the campus band competition, and the penultimate one will appear, come and watch! That show is packed with a cool and elegant black lotus!"

"╮(╯▽╰)╭ I didn't expect that the boss is actually Chu Tianshu, I must ask him for some temperature-controlled clothes to wear, I am most afraid of the cold!"

"If you don't reply to the message, you won't see anyone, what a dead body? I'm so bored to death. It will take a long time for Black Lotus to come on stage, and there are girls waiting in the audience holding flowers, tsk tsk!"

"..."

After the electronic voice read several consecutive messages, Lang Ning frowned, Lang Ning bitterly hated: "I'll fuck you! Those beasts, I'm so envious and jealous!"

"Xiao Jun, I think it's sunny today, so I can actually go out, right?"

"It's cloudy and cloudy today, and the northwest wind is five to six, thank you."

"The competition is in the auditorium."

"You should not go to crowded places..." Lang Jun's voice paused, and his fingertips danced quickly on the keyboard a few times before continuing, "Also, Dr. Chen specially called yesterday to tell you that you are not allowed to go to the scene Watch today's game."

"A pair of beasts!" Lang Ning, taking advantage of Lang Jun's flawless resistance, rumpled Lang Jun's unruly hair into a nest, and clapped his hands in satisfaction, "Brother, watch the live broadcast!"

The band competition in the school auditorium is destined not to be crazy. No matter how much the contestants try to mobilize the atmosphere, the children in the auditorium cannot growl, curse, and dance unscrupulously like in the pub. Suppressing the crazy agitation in his heart, he shook his hands excitedly.

The fifth group of bands finished playing, the host came out, and after asking a few questions in an unprofessional manner, the judges began to comment...

Rang Ning stretched out his pale and slender index finger tremblingly, pointed at the prudish Cloud Walker in the judges' seat and cursed: "Damn it! That problematic boy is actually a judge, this competition is so unreliable, isn't it! "

Lang Jun stretched his waist and came out of the study just in time to hear this sentence, and glanced at the familiar auditorium on the big screen: "Which group are you in?"

"The sixth group just took the stage."

"How many groups in total?"

"10."

Counting the time silently, Lang Jun took a shower, changed his clothes and went out: "I'll go out."

Ronning looked back alertly: "Are you going to watch the game?"

"No, I'm going to find someone."

"Future brother-in-law? I said Xiaojun, although brother-in-law needs to please, he is not as important as a girl! If you have time, you might as well ask Qingchen girl for coffee!"

"I just went to find Miss Qingchen." The word "girl" was accentuated unconsciously, Lang Jun smiled at Lang Ning, "Don't worry, I will definitely abduct Miss Qingchen and take care of you together."

"Fuck off!"

The wind was very strong, and the hair was blown into a mess when he went out. It was more Nestle than the Nestle that had been ravaged by Ronning.

With his chin tucked into the scarf, he crossed the overpass with his windbreaker pocket in his pocket, and walked quickly towards the Polytechnic Institute.

The weather was bad, and there were not many pedestrians on the road, but there was a tall and elegant girl at the gate of the college who lowered her head and dialed the phone. Her slightly frowned eyebrows revealed a slight dissatisfaction. Lang Jun felt that the girl looked familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere but couldn't remember , can't help but take a second look.

The girl looked up, met Shang Langjun's calm gaze, and smiled quietly: "Student, are you a student of science and engineering?"

Lang Jun nodded.

The girl's beautiful almond eyes showed joy: "Can I trouble you to take me to the auditorium?"

"can."

"Thank you so much."

Lang Jun smiled formulaically, and went to the academy first.

The girl froze for a moment, then trotted to follow.

Mr. Lang Jun, who has no emotional intelligence at all, did not slow down his pace because of the seven centimeter high heels of his sister, and the girl did not show any displeasure, but it seemed that he was even more anxious to go to the auditorium than Mr. Lang.

In the auditorium, the lights in the center of the stage were bright, and the rising sun from the police academy for the first time abandoned the hard style of music as before, and played a gentle and affectionate song that was quite appropriate to their painful name.

This time, the rhythm guitarist Han Yang, who is in charge of the lead vocal, has a clear voice, and his affectionate sentences and soothing melodies flow out, slipping into the hearts of the audience and touching the heartstrings.

Half of Cheng Qing's body was hidden in the shadows, quietly strumming the strings, and when he got to the harmony zone, he harmonized with the last line, making the whole piece even more moving.

"...No matter how many hardships there are in life, it is a blessing from God to have you and me hand in hand, reincarnated life after life."

At the end of the song, the audience was silent for three seconds, and then thought of the sparse applause. The applause grew more and more. The girl from the film and television academy who had moved to the front of the stage earlier rushed onto the stage holding a fiery red rose, and hung on Cheng Qing's neck fiercely. kissed.

Gentleman Cheng Qing wrapped his arms around the enchanting girl's waist, and chuckled lightly: "Sister, you are so excited, hanging on me in police uniform like this, my old man will explode."

Got it!

So, is this the reason for Cheng Qing's various false prudence and black lotus?

The enchanting girl squinted her eyes and smiled, but she didn't let go: "That's just right, I will stamp you in front of your father, to see if you still hide from me."

The corners of Cheng Qing's mouth twitched, he treated the girl like a gentleman, it's really not good to embarrass the girl when the audience is "angry".

The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful and enchanting. Standing on the stage, they look like a pair of lovers.

Lang Jun and the tall and quiet girl were very honored to appreciate the whole process of presenting flowers.

The girl froze at the entrance of the auditorium for a moment, looking at Cheng Qing with sad eyes in disbelief.

Looking at the girl's expression from the corner of the eye, certain memories automatically surfaced, isn't this the girl who appeared most frequently in Qingchen's computer?

And the one on the stage, wasn't it the one who sent him a good friend card during the blind date a few months ago, saying that he didn't want to be with the Mediterranean Mobile in the future?

This is really evil.

Lang Jun narrowed his eyes dangerously, raised the corners of his mouth, sneered, and calmly walked towards the stage, the light reflected on the lens, refracting streaks of unknown light.

Originally, he just wanted to expose the girl's identity after the game, but now...

Under the surprised gazes of the students in the audience, Lang Jun stepped onto the stage calmly, calmly lifted the girl who was sticking to Cheng Qing, approached Cheng Qing face to face, smiled, and whispered: "Look at the entrance of the auditorium."

At the entrance of the auditorium, Zheng Yihan stared at him blankly, Cheng Qing pursed his lips, and licked his upper lip. He was stunned for a moment, and was caught off guard by the old hooligan who forcibly dragged him into his arms. pressed against his lips...

There was a loud bang in the minds of the audience and Cheng Qing at the same time.

Staring at the calm eyes in astonishment, the cold lips raged on his lips, the slippery tongue invaded his mouth, and savagely attacked the city. However, Cheng Qing was only shocked in his heart, without any disgust or resentment, and even felt that he was more beautiful than the soft girl just now. The strong kiss also has a taste... the taste of bitter coffee.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the girl who was still standing stiffly at the door, Cheng Qing raised his eyebrows, with a coquettish smile in his eyes, and asked silently and provocatively—Yo!Old rascal, are you just kissing?

Lang Jun let go of the back of Cheng Qing's head, but tightened his grip: "You called me a hooligan when you started, why did you still call me a hooligan when I was a gentleman? Huh?"

"That's not how a gentleman should be, I teach you..." Cheng Qing pulled out an arm, hooked Lang Jun's neck, stared resolutely at the entrance of the auditorium, and provocatively sucked his cold lips, sucking and teasing.

There was a faint smile in Lang Jun's eyes, and he responded gently.

He and he kissed on the stage of the national live broadcast, lingering like a pair of affectionate couples.