Chapter 144: The door is in the cold

Chapter 144
After all, most people in the folk music department want to change departments, and some have successfully changed departments. This club can recruit talents.
It was raining outside, and the four people in the old building sat boredly, Chun Xiao approached with snacks: "Can you eat some melon seeds? It's plum-like."
Wen Qiao was a little sleepy and reached out to take the seeds.
"I also ordered milk tea, which was delivered immediately."
Lu Youyou was a little anxious: "It's been a day, why haven't any of them come to sign up? Let alone sign up, no one came to see."
Wen Qiao said lazily: "What's the rush? Calm down."
Lu Youyou whirled around the room: "How many people are waiting to see our jokes, especially Zhao Tong and Xu Lu, maybe they're laughing at us now."
The table was a little short, and Wen Qiao’s long legs were nowhere to be placed, so he tilted directly at the corner of the table, knocked the seeds lazily, and watched the video: "What do you care about them?"
Lu You You was a little bit dry and gloomy: "I just can't understand how they gloat."
Wen Qiao touched her head: "Yoyou, let's have a long-term vision, don't care about success or failure in this short period of time, eh?"
Lu Youyou didn't understand.
Her vision is really short-sighted, and she can't be as calm as Qiao Qiao. She just wants to Xu Lu and Zhao Tong to death. If she doesn't them off, she herself will be off.
It rained for a day outside, and the coolness began to appear, because it was rainy, it was all dark at six o'clock.
No one patronized the whole day.
Wen Qiao knocked the melon seeds for a long time, his mouth was dry and a little angry.
She clapped her hands: "Let's go, let's go back first."
The four of them held umbrellas, bypassed half of the campus, and returned to the front of the dormitory. On a narrow road in Yuanjia, they happened to meet Zhao Tong and Xu Lu and two other girls they didn't know much about.
When we meet on a narrow road, Zhao Tong will always be the first to make a show.
"The defeated general, look at the frustration on this face, don't be discouraged, don't be discouraged, if you can't recruit people in one day, then open for a few more days, maybe someone who has no brains suddenly can't think about it, and goes to you.
Wen Qiao put his hands in his pockets, and said casually: "So pay attention to our company's every move? Is it possible that you want to join us?"
Zhao Tong almost jumped up as if his tail was stepped on, "How could I be willing to fall and join you, what are you delusional?"
Lu Youyou: "Then what do you always stare at us for? Is it because your students will be too idle, or your cello department has too little schoolwork, or do you have any special hobbies?"
Zhao Tong was so angry that he wanted to hit someone: "Lu Youyou, what are you talking about nonsense?"
Lu Youyou took advantage of the victory and pursued: "If you pay close attention to us, I will tell others that Zhao Tong is not righteous."
Zhao Tong almost got it started, was pulled by Xu Lu, and went into the dormitory: "What are you arguing with them for? The folk music club opened for recruitment, and there is no one. It has become the laughingstock of the whole school. Why should you involve yourself in it? It must be fishy."
Zhao Tong was filled with indignation: "A group of defeated generals are still in front of me with an air of air. There is really no self-knowledge."
Xu Lu comforted her: "Okay, well, let's not have general knowledge with them, lest we surrender our status."
The next day, it was already rainy, just like Lu Youyou's mood.
"God is so special to meet the occasion. We use this sad autumn rain to set off our lonely mood. The door is cold and the door is cold."
Wen Qiao was listening to the song while wearing headphones. Song Hao had already found someone to write the lyrics for her new song, recorded a demo, and sent her to listen.
(End of this chapter)