The Winner is King [Quick Wear]

The next morning, Zhao Junxin was woken up by his roommate before six o'clock.

The English Department has the task of listening to the BBC and VOA news broadcasts every morning and evening. Classes start from 6:30 in the morning to 8:00, which is a lot of study time.

This dormitory is really terrible, but there are still people with positive attitudes to study.

It's just that when they got up early, they completely ignored the classmates who had to sleep and rest. The jingle jingle movements were too big, and the sound was harsh and sharp as if it was intentional. The students who were going to sleep a little longer finally got up early to prepare for class.

The more people were active, the more noisy the bedroom became.

People who don't have class at 8 o'clock want to rest for a while, so they can only tolerate the noise. They covered their heads and covered their ears with quilts and continued to rest.

Someone whispered "noisy", and someone replied "lazy". This time, the hornet's nest was stabbed, and the quarrel was endless early in the morning.

Zhao Junxin lay on the bed and sighed, every day in this small dormitory starts with a quarrel and ends with a quarrel.

irritating.

This bedroom is only about 20 square meters in size, and 8 people live together. The space was originally small, people lived in depression, and their temper became more and more irritable.

There are two rows of tables side by side in the center of the narrow aisle, which is convenient for everyone to put things. It's a pity that the table takes up a lot of space and people can only walk sideways when they come and go.

Every table is full of piles, and one accidentally knocks over something. Bottles of cosmetics and heavy dictionary textbooks suffer every day. Quarrels are daily, and fights are also common.

At this moment, Pu Yina, the poisonous-tongued girl in the upper bunk, broke up with people again. The two fought on the balcony, slapped and slapped.

Others turned a blind eye to this and shouted at most, "Fight on the edge, get out of the way."

With such a bad bedroom, it's no wonder that the original owner became more depressed and desperate.

Zhao Junxin was fed up with the noise, walked over to the two who were fighting lively, reached out and grabbed their wrists and twisted them behind their backs, pressing them onto the cabinet.

"Next time you want to fight, go downstairs, it's spacious!" Zhao Junxin said a lesson: "Did you hear me!"

The two girls nodded. The gap in height, strength, and skill is so great that they have absolutely no room to fight back.

Zhao Junxin's pale and terrifying face was already scary, and with her dangerous words and cold expression, she really looked like a bloodthirsty evil spirit.

"I heard it! I heard it!" The two girls were very knowledgeable about current affairs.

Since last night, the silent giantess did not know what was stimulated, and she was no longer indifferent to everything that happened around her. Originally, this person was creepy in every aspect, but now Pu Yina and others' fear of Zhao Junxin has turned into real fear.

The noisy bedroom immediately became quiet after Zhao Junxin made a move. The people who were noisy in the bathroom were also much quieter, and everyone had a tacit understanding and relaxed their hands and feet.

In fact, there is no one in this dormitory who really has a deep hatred with each other. The eight people are not in different classes, and it doesn't matter if they leave the dormitory door. Unfortunately, the school's computer randomly gathered a bunch of people who were selfish, self-centered and unwilling to give in at all.

Zhao Jun thought to himself, to use a rather inappropriate analogy, this dormitory is like a pack of wild dogs locked up. When they got together, they refused to accept anyone, and they fought and barked wildly over trivial matters every day, trying their best to maximize their own interests.

Unable to bear the noise, Zhao Junxin decided to keep them quiet. And what she did was simple intimidation.

Just like taming a beast, show your aura, show your majesty, and use appropriate force to suppress the most disobedient guy when necessary.

This is the simplest and most effective method.

Zhao Junxin still doesn't know how many days she will stay in this dormitory, but as long as she is in this smoky environment, she must change!

*

The people who were busy in class quickly washed up and left in a hurry with their schoolbags on their backs.

Zhao Jun stood tall by the door, looking at each roommate who left with unfriendly eyes. Everyone was afraid that the giantess would attack them, and they all consciously closed the door gently when they left, which was a miracle that was basically impossible in the past.

Everyone was almost gone, and everyone had finished washing up, and Zhao Junxin was the last to go into the bathroom.

The first thing she did was to call Zhang Ao.

Called, no one answered. After five or six calls in a row, the call was connected.

"Zhao Junxin, is it shameful for you to call your boyfriend early in the morning?" Song Feifei mocked.

"If you still want to sign the contract, call Zhang Ao immediately." Zhao Junxin didn't want to talk nonsense with her.

Song Feifei cursed a few words in exasperation, and immediately pressed the speakerphone. To prevent fire, theft, and prevent her ex-girlfriend, she firmly does not allow Zhang Aogeng and Zhao Junxin to contact her in private.

"Jun Xin, what's the matter?" Zhang Ao was a little weak.

He has been obsessed with his ex-girlfriend. Whether it was Zhao Junxin's talent or her people, Zhang Ao couldn't let it go. Although they broke up, the love never faded away.

He has also been very guilty for saying the words of expelling her yesterday. But for future development, such a decision has to be made.

"I don't have class this morning, find a place where everyone can gather, and I want to sign the agreement to leave the team." Zhao Junxin demanded.

"What?" Zhang Ao didn't quite understand, he had to sign an agreement when he left the team?

Zhang Ao had only heard of the need to sign an intra-team agreement to form a band. When Sunset Sunset was originally formed purely for fun, no intra-team agreement was signed. So is it necessary to sign a departure agreement now?

"What are you doing, Zhao Junxin? You've already been fired, why don't you just leave? Save yourself some face?!" Song Feifei said anxiously.

She believed that this was Zhao Junxin's method of retreating, and she felt that she would definitely not be willing to leave, so it was a shameless way to stay.

"Fifi, shut up!" Zhang Ao had a headache.

Song Feifei became more and more arrogant and arrogant after being spotted by a commercial company, and she was jealous and often made trouble unreasonably, which made Zhang Ao miss Zhao Junxin's quietness and thoughtfulness very much.

Is it worth every day he is with Song Feifei? Apart from being a little shorter, Song Feifei is gentle and beautiful. She can satisfy his manly vanity better than Junxin, and can't compare to Zhao Junxin. When he dumped Jun Xin at the beginning, it was not because he was fascinated by Song Feifei, but more because he couldn't stand the ridicule of others. A man who is shorter than his girlfriend, what's the matter? !

As for Feifei Song, he often felt that breaking up was over, but Feifei Song became favored by big companies. For the future, we can't divide for the time being.

Zhang Ao has been patient.

Song Feifei stomped her feet after being scolded, and kept her mouth shut reluctantly.

After all, she loved Zhang Ao more, and had to endure in order to keep this man.

"Jun Xin, let's do it. You can decide the time and place." Zhang Ao decided.

"At ten o'clock this morning, see you at the old place." Zhao Junxin said, "You can make an appointment for the others."

"Okay." Zhang Ao agreed. Thinking that the moment the agreement was signed, he was completely separated from Zhao Jun, and the feeling of reluctance to part was even stronger.

*

After getting the business done, Zhao Junxin brushed his teeth and washed his face seriously.

The original owner belonged to the minority who had to maintain their makeup while sleeping, so they had to remove their makeup before washing their face.

Under the thick gothic makeup is a delicate and gentle face. The soft skin can be broken by blowing, and the gentle eyebrows and eyes are as tender as water.

So soft and non-aggressive as the original owner's character, it looks weak and can be bullied.

The original owner hated his character, and naturally he didn't like this face either. Therefore, after falling in love with metal music, she has to maintain the sharpest makeup all the time.

The gothic horror style dress is not only full of strange and mysterious beauty, but also gives her confidence and courage.

The original owner didn't want to remove makeup for a minute.

Of course, Zhao Junxin will not change the style of the style. Although the personalized dress is not understood by everyone, it is fine if he likes it.

Of course, next, she is going to see the counselor to apply for off-campus accommodation. It is better to maintain a fresh and plain face for this occasion.

"Off-campus housing?" The counselor disagreed.

"Mr. Zhang, the bed is too small. My feet have fallen out of the bed for two years, and I can't sleep well at all." Zhao Junxin began to complain: "I have applied for a dormitory change three times, but all have been rejected. Since the school's housing supply is tight , then I'll go out and live by myself."

"You should have reported this situation to me earlier..." The counselor looked up at Zhao Junxin, showing some sympathy for the tall student. She didn't say much, and she simply helped with the registration of going out.

After Zhao Junxin filled out the form, the counselor explained: "The registration form is filled out, and you need your parents' signature. I remember you are from this city, right? Give it to me next Monday."

"Good teacher, I remember it." Zhao Junxin responded with a smile.

There are still a lot of troubles waiting for her at home, just take the time to solve it.

The counselor planned to let Zhao Junxin leave, but he couldn't hold back and asked a few more words: "Zhao Junxin, you are dressed up like this today, very beautiful and beautiful. Why do you want to learn some exotic clothes from foreigners?"

Because it is a foreign language college, teachers are generally open-minded and have a high tolerance for personalized dressing. Schools and departments have never restricted the makeup and clothing of students. However, as a counselor, I still want students to look like students.

"Teacher Zhang, don't worry, I will dress properly for formal occasions," Zhao Jun assured.

Of course, you can wear whatever you want on other occasions.

*

After coming out of the counselor's office, Zhao Junxin went straight to the "old place"—Music Ge.

Music Ge is a water bar, but the owner also runs the business of selling DVDs and instrumental music training.

Zhao Junxin's first metal CD was bought from the music grid, and her bass was also learned from the boss. She met Zhang Ao in music and formed a band here.

There are two small music rooms in the music room, where Zhao Junxin practiced almost every day. She also wrote the first sunset song on the music grid.

It is a very memorable place, so Zhao Junxin chose to end everything here.

"Jun Xin? You came too early." Yao Jiaming, the owner of the music studio, is a fat middle-aged man with glasses, and he always smiled brightly: "Aren't you going to practice today? The new disc hasn't arrived yet, so prepare to drink some what?"

"If you don't practice, discuss things with Zhang Ao and the others." Zhao Jun said in his heart, "Brother Yao, get a Mocha, a piece of black forest."

"I'll get the stuff right away. You can pick a seat and sit down. I don't know when Zhang Ao will come, or what you're discussing, but remember not to suffer." Yao Jiaming reminded. He heard about the sunset and afterglow, and he felt sorry for Zhao Jun.

"Brother Yao, don't worry, I will definitely not suffer." Zhao Junxin smiled.

*

At 10:30, Zhang Ao, Song Feifei and the musicians of Sunset and Sunset were late.

The moment Zhang Ao saw Zhao Junxin, he was attracted by her gentle and beautiful face, and his heartbeat instantly accelerated.

The face of the ex-girlfriend without makeup is still exciting.

He knew better than anyone the gentleness of Zhao Junxin's non-mainstream dress.

Song Feifei twisted Zhang Ao's waist fiercely, and she knew that her boyfriend's love for his ex-girlfriend was over!

Her boyfriend lost his soul in front of her, and Song Feifei lost all face and went crazy with anger.

Sunset's other guitarist, drummer, and two keyboard players were embarrassed to say anything.

It was all caused by Zhang Ao's feelings, but it had nothing to do with them.

"Everyone is here, what kind of agreement is signed." Song Feifei looked forward to ending the meeting soon.

"Okay, cheer up!" Zhao Junxin smiled slightly, and handed the prepared agreement to Song Feifei for a look: "Let's take a look first, if you have any opinions to discuss."

Song Feifei didn't care, she handed it over to Zhang Ao without looking at it. She thought that Zhao Junxin couldn't play any tricks.

Zhang Ao swept past quickly, his face sluggish, as if he was stupid.

The paper agreement passed through the band members, and everyone's faces were ugly and flustered.

"Jun Xin, is this too much?" Zhang Ao asked tremblingly.

"I don't think it's too much, it's a reasonable request." Zhao Jun said in his heart.

"You're going to destroy the sunset!" The drummer tore up the agreement, but he didn't agree.

Everyone didn't speak, and the atmosphere was so stiff.

Song Feifei grabbed the agreement that was torn in half and looked carefully. She wanted to see what tricks Zhao Junxin played? !

After looking at it, Song Feifei sneered: "We are not allowed to sing and write songs, just ask for that, okay! Sign it!! What's so great about you!"

"Your narration is not prepared. My request is that Sunset cannot perform the songs, compositions, and chords I composed after I leave the team."

"Okay!" Song Feifei agreed immediately, as long as Zhao Junxin was brought up to the band, anything would do.

"Song Feifei, don't make trouble. Jun Xin, your request is too much. If you do this, all our songs can't be sung." Keyboard said.

Zhao Junxin is the main creator of the band, 60% of the songs are composed by her independently, and for the remaining 40%, Zhao Junxin also participates in the chord creation. She asked that everything she created could not be performed, that is, they were not allowed to perform at all.

"What's this? You can just write it again!" Feifei Song insisted, she didn't understand the seriousness of the matter at all.

In her eyes, Zhao Junxin is a bass player without a sense of existence. So what if you write a lot of songs, Zhang Ao's talent will definitely be able to write better things.

"Feifei, shut up!" Zhang Ao was rude, he could say he was tired of Song Feifei.

Zhao Junxin created a problem for him. He never imagined that a simple ex-girlfriend would make a fuss about the copyright of the song.

Their band did not have a band agreement at the beginning, and the copyright of Zhao Junxin's creation belongs to herself, not the band. Of course she has the right to take it back.

Without those songs, the sunset is just an empty shell. Song Feifei asked him to rewrite the song, but no one knew better than himself how much he had.

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The text of this small world is inspired by makeup issues.

I read a lot of articles, and the time-travel heroine will wear it on the coquettish and non-mainstream heroines. Basically, they change the makeup style at the first time, take the small and fresh route, and don’t look down on the original owner’s preferences. Non-mainstream makeup failed to highlight the beauty. But there is no right or wrong style in makeup, only the difference in craftsmanship. And the suitable makeup style is not necessarily what you like, it is more important to choose the makeup that makes you happy.

Those original owners shouldn't be happy when they see the makeup of the people who have crossed over. Beauty may be beautiful, but it's not the style you like, and you can't like it.

Therefore, Junxin will continue to gothic and will not change. Of course, she won't be as extreme as the original owner, and she has to maintain makeup even when she sleeps.