eurekapd Chapter 311 I Don’t Take the Blame
Chapter 311 I Don’t Take the Blame
Chapter 311 I Don’t Take the Blame
He Qing was right. At that time, there were two types of songs in China. One was professional music, such as bel canto and folk songs, and the other was wild music, which was pop songs and was considered not presentable at the time.
However, this popular song that is not presentable has been popular for more than half a century.
These songs are down-to-earth songs that the masses like, and that is why they are able to remain popular for a long time.
Qiu Huoming asked, "What about the music on the treasure island?"
Bao Zhiqiang continued: "I know this, I also copied it. The songs there are in Mandarin, and northerners like them..."
At this time, the people of Guangzhou uniformly called other cities north of their province as the North.
After chatting about a lot of things, Qiu Huoming drank the rest of the lemon tea and stood up. "Then I'll leave first. Thank you for today."
She packed her things and waited for a while with her drawing board on her back. When the person still didn't come, she simply stopped waiting and walked out with her drawing board on her back.
Qiu Huoming:...
Qiu Huoming smiled and said, "Okay, I'll come the day after tomorrow morning."
The class has been very peaceful these days. Everyone knows that Qiu Huoming is going to skip a grade, which has instead motivated them and they are now very active in class.
This guy is like this when he meets a girl. I'm afraid his plan to get out of being single is a long and arduous journey.
It's spring now, and most likely no one is free to go swimming, so he must have fallen into the water accidentally.
She was going to the studio to paint tonight. As she walked, she refined the ideas in her mind...
Chen Xi started yelling, "Class monitor, if you treat us to a haircut, we'll treat you and classmate Zhao to dinner. You can choose from the restaurants near the door..."
Feng Zichang's heart became even more confused. He secretly glanced at Zhao Jiamin from time to time, and then looked at Qiu Huoming who was reading a book with his head down. His heart was ignited by jealousy, and he could hardly stay here.
Ou Sixi had tried to strike up a conversation with Zhao Jiamin on behalf of Feng Zichang before. Although he was unsuccessful, they did get to know each other.
She had been with Qiu Huoming for a long time, and even learned the nonsensical words that Qiu Huoming often said.
Seeing Zhao Jiamin come in, she immediately put down the pen in her hand and came over, "The one today is your boyfriend. He looks good, indeed better looking than squad leader Feng."
Qiu Huoming bought some soda at the school gate and shared it with several people. He also took one with him and put it in his backpack before entering the school.
"It's almost done..." Qiu Huoming raised his lips, "The business empire I promised to give you is already laying the foundation..."
Ou Sixi's eyes were filled with tears. "Go see Feng Zichang. He's dying..."
Zhao Jiamin took the soda and took a few sips. Before she could say anything, Ou Sixi rushed up and pulled Zhao Jiamin out without saying a word.
"To explain is to cover up..."
Qiu Huoming touched his prickly hair and looked at Chen Xi with a smile on his face. A young man thinking about love is like a peacock, wishing he could spread his wings every day...
He picked up a piece of chicken and mushrooms and put them into Zhao Jiamin's bowl. The other party was not to be outdone and picked up a sausage for him.
Chen Xi, who was watching from the side, suddenly felt that his current job was no longer interesting, and the desire to find a partner increased unprecedentedly.
Qiu Huoming raised his head and glanced at Zhao Jiamin a few times. She was still concentrating.
He had been busy for most of the day and felt a little exhausted, after all, he was old. He got on the elevator and returned to the company. When he looked up, he found that the receptionist was not there, and his brows frowned.
The students had just finished school. They were considered the first to arrive and occupied two tables. Others came later. Those who arrived late just waited at the door.
They went to evening self-study, and Qiu Huoming went straight to the Red Mansion to find Zhao Jiamin.
By the time she reached the Red Building, the street lights were already on, the sunset had completely set, the night enveloped the campus, and from time to time, students carrying their schoolbags passed by her.
He parked his bicycle and called out, "Uncle Wen."
"You can share the credit with me, but don't take the blame." Zhao Jiamin smiled slyly, revealing half of her dimples, making her whole face lively and interesting.
Qiu Huoming looked at it for a long time. This building has some Tang Dynasty style, but with modern elements added. It has great imagination and it even has some of the style of the buildings in the movie "Spirited Away".
He put down the paintbrush in his hand, didn't even pack up his things, and walked straight out of the studio.
Qiu Huoming held her hands tighter. The evening sun was warm and hot, and there was no sign of it setting for a while.
He greeted her with a smile. Now everyone in Zhao Jiamin's class knew about his existence.
He stood up, stretched his limbs, put the book on the small stool, went to the corridor, went to the bathroom to flush the toilet, and just came out, he heard a noise coming from downstairs.
Qiu Huoming returned to the studio. Zhao Jiamin probably heard the noise downstairs. She was washing her paintbrush with her head down. She saw the textbook on the small bench out of the corner of her eye and her eyes suddenly lit up.
When he goes to Beijing next month and then goes abroad, he won't be able to see her for a long time. So he should seize the time to be with her while he is free now.
"You can call as you like. Don't hold me back. Okay, I'll leave you alone if you have to go back to school. The day after tomorrow, we're going to record a song. We've asked someone to write a set of original songs. We'd like to give it a try. Do you want to come and see? It's quite interesting."
Zhao Jiamin scolded: "That is your business empire, not what you promised to give me. I won't take the blame..."
Yang Shijun and Wen Yuanyi also echoed: "Yes, yes, you can choose whatever you want..."
After entering, I found that all the people who went out in the morning had returned, so I asked about them. These people are usually taken care of by the department manager, and he seldom asks about them.
After entering the studio, he found that there were quite a lot of people in the studio and there were almost no empty benches.
Zhao Jiamin raised the corner of her mouth slightly and looked at Qiu Huoming.
Zhao Jiamin had become accustomed to such inquiring looks and just walked on by herself.
There were two hairdressers in the barber shop at the school gate. They were both there today. Qiu Huoming and Yang Shijun got their hair cut first. They each had their hair cut into a buzz cut. It was easy to style a young man's hairstyle, and it didn't take long for the two to finish.
Qiu Huoming took Zhao Jiamin's hand amid the angry looks from the boys in the architecture class and said, "Amin, can we go to the school gate to eat clay pot rice today?"
Feng Zichang held the paintbrush in his hand but was reluctant to put it down. His mind was full of thoughts and he had no time to take care of his homework.
"Let's have clay pot rice. Well... I'm sorry to hear that, brothers." Qiu Huoming responded.
She turned around and looked over. Qiu Huoming had just stepped into the studio. The two of them looked at each other and laughed together.
"Okay, okay, my business empire, and half of this medal belongs to you..."
Zhao Jiamin nodded, "Okay, I haven't eaten there for a long time."
Feng Zichang glanced at Zhao Jiamin. This girl was cold and aloof, but today when he saw Qiu Huoming holding her hand with his own eyes, she became a little softer, which made his heart ache.
Qiu Huoming stopped and smiled. He saw that none of them brought lunch bags, and before he could ask.
Qiu Huoming blushed, "I..."
Chen Xi had higher requirements. He wanted bangs. After Wen Yuanyi had his hair cut, he was still trimming his bangs.
Qiu Huoming stepped forward and blocked the road.
Zhao Jiamin stood up, fetched some water, and began to draft...
Class monitor Feng Zichang and his childhood friend Ou Sixi were also there.
He didn't rush them and asked Yang Shijun and the others about what happened in the class since he didn't go to class.
"Were you just sitting here watching me being teased?" Zhao Jiamin asked.
Qiu Huoming loved her straightforward personality. There was no need to guess and no overnight grudges. "Let's go. I have an appointment with Chen Xi and the others to get their hair cut at the door today. If we meet on the way, we can go have a meal together."
After going downstairs, Qiu Huoming unlocked his bicycle at the door and pushed it to the road. As soon as he stepped into the bicycle, he saw a familiar person walking towards him on the sidewalk.
The boss was quick to move. He used cardboard to clamp the small casseroles at the door and kept rotating them. Soon the area at the door was filled with fragrance.
Coincidentally, before I even walked out the door, I met Chen Xi and a few others. "Squad leader, over here!" Chen Xi walked over quickly.
Chen Xi's mouth corners raised. Qiu Huoming beside him paid the money and praised him. The group completely ignored the rule that a haircut will make you ugly within three days, and walked towards the school thinking they were very handsome.
They soon arrived at the small clay pot rice restaurant. There were still only three tables inside. Qiu Huoming looked at a table against the wall. This was where he and Zhao Jiamin first met.
Qiu Huoming was not familiar with them either, so he stopped talking after hearing this. He walked to the elevator and found that the young man at the front desk was not there. No wonder, because he didn't come to get the lemon tea before.
After dinner, Zhao Jiamin returned to school, while Qiu Huoming and his group went to get a haircut and parted ways at the entrance of the clay pot rice restaurant.
She was so beautiful that her skin was amazingly bright without any maintenance.
A few people walked out of the school gate laughing.
He walked behind Zhao Jiamin, who was painting a high-rise building surrounded by a garden.
Qiu Huoming felt even more uneasy and simply kept quiet.
No wonder the Buddha talked about the seven sufferings, and “not getting what you want” is one of them.
Qiu Huoming glanced at Zhao Jiamin. They were sitting face to face, and Zhao Jiamin was also looking at him.
"I've been sitting here all morning and even had a free meal. Now I have to go back to school. I made a few calls in your office."
Zhao Jiamin broke free from Ou Sixi's hand. She asked angrily, "Do I know you well?"
"I see you are drawing so seriously that I don't want to interrupt your train of thought," Qiu Huoming explained.
"You got rich?"
Qiu Huoming glared at Chen Xi and said, "What can I do? Of course I am a hero saving the beauty..."
He glanced at Zhao Jiamin, and the girl smiled and nodded, "Well, your squad leader beat the lecher away..."
Seeing that she didn't respond, Ou Sixi asked a few more questions indirectly. Seeing that she didn't respond, he returned to his seat in boredom and started drawing on the drawing board.
Hearing that he was ridiculed again, Lawyer Wen was in a bad mood. He turned back to his office and called Jin Chaopu on the phone.
The two walked towards the school gate.
The other people were polite to him and let him go.
After Qiu Huoming stepped down as class monitor, this position is still vacant. There are many advantages to being a class monitor. There are undercurrents, but no one says it explicitly. I heard that the class monitor will be elected based on academic performance.
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" Zhao Jiamin said angrily.
Qiu Huoming thought about it. He had never seen a live recording before. He also wanted to see these original songs. "Okay, then I'll come over. Morning or afternoon?"
She was familiar with Feng Zichang and did not avoid him when she spoke. Feng Zichang's face turned dark when he heard it.
He approached several roommates with high spirits, stretched out his hand to gently touch their hair, and said, "How is it?" He referred to the most popular long bangs hairstyle in Hong Kong at the moment. The master's skills were pretty good, and he learned about 80% of it.
Time is ticking by...
Chen Xi and the others beside him suddenly came over as if they had seen a new world. "Student Zhao, tell me, what did the class monitor do?"
Zhao Jiamin was walking on the main road of the school with her schoolbag on her back. At this moment, the sun had already set, and a half-moon of salted egg yolk was swaying in a corner of the teaching building.
When Qiu Huoming rushed back to school, it was not yet three o'clock. He was sweating all over from riding his bike. He took a shower and felt refreshed.
The sunlight shone on her dress, making her face look like a fairy banished to the mortal world.
Qiu Huoming walked over quickly, opened his backpack, took out a bottle of soda, opened the lid with the surface of a stool, and handed it to her.
"We record from morning to night. Come before noon and I'll take you to a restaurant for a meal."
Lawyer Wen walked over quickly with his briefcase in hand. "Huo Ming, why don't you go up and sit down?"
There were many people who came to inquire about her along the way.
When I entered the studio, there were already several people sitting inside. We saw each other every time we looked up or down, and they were all old acquaintances.
After a while, the clay pot rice was finally out of the pot. The boss quickly sprinkled some green onions on it and then skillfully brought it up. Everyone was hungry by now and immediately stopped talking and started eating despite the heat.
Zhao Jiamin was immersed in her own flying thoughts. Qiu Huoming didn't want to disturb her, so he simply moved a small stool and sat behind her. Then he took out his textbook and started reading it with his head down.
Qiu Huoming ordered the clay pot rice with mushroom and chicken, while Zhao Jiamin ordered the clay pot rice with cured meat.
I vaguely heard words like falling into the water.
Lawyer Wen watched Qiu Huoming ride away on his bike, then turned and walked towards the hotel lobby.
Ou Sixi finished the painting in his hand, turned around and found that Feng Zichang was gone. He thought he had gone to the washroom to wash his brush.
Yang Shijun praised her on the spot, "Looks good, you will definitely find a partner this time."
Zhao Jiamin smiled gently, "What are you painting today?"
He let Chen Xi and Wen Yuanyi ask questions all the time, but Yang Shijun just sat there, not daring to say a word.
After hearing almost all the gossip, Chen Xi finally finished his preparations.
He held up the teacup, smiled, and put it back on the table.
After calculating the time and realizing it was almost time for school to end, he left the dormitory and headed towards the Red Building. Halfway there he met Zhao Jiamin who was returning from school.
"Team Leader Feng?" Zhao Jiamin's expression froze.
"Amin is not a doctor. You shouldn't come to see her. Instead, go call a doctor as soon as possible." Qiu Huoming frowned and stretched out his hand to protect Zhao Jiamin behind him.