Another staff member responsible for issuing number cards next to him was also dissipating.

She looked at Jiang Dongliu incredibly, and could not find the appearance of a student in Jiang Dongliu's gangster-like image.

Li Rui was about to open his mouth and ask more questions.

"Don't you talk nonsense, register now!"

Qin Donglei blocked Li Rui's mouth in an unquestionable tone.

Turning his fat head and looking at Jiang Dongliu, he asked him, "What's your name?"

"The river flows eastward."

"Write it!"

Qin Donglei urged Li Rui to help Jiang Dongliu register.

She moved to Zhang Xiaohui's desk by herself.

I got Jiang Dongliu a stickable round number plate.

It was No. 33, which was arranged in the morning.

Li Rui, who was wearing a terracotta warrior face, started writing in a dilemma, asked Jiang Dongliu: "Which 'jiang' are you? Jiang Ziya's ginger?"

"No. the river of the river."

"Where is Dong? Winter in winter?" Li Rui asked again.

"No, it's the East of the East. The Hooligan."

Jiang Dongliu said all the names at once.

“…”

Li Rui was so embarrassed that he had never seen anyone introduce his name like this.

Jiang Dongliu is not a lie, nor is he fighting against Li Rui.

The "flow" in his name is indeed the "flow" of a gangster.

If Yang Cong had investigated his background, he should have written the origin of his name in the novel.

He was not called Jiang Dongliu at the earliest.

His earliest name is Jiangdongyun.

His brother's name is Jiang Dongfeng.

The two brothers named "Fengyun", which means that they will meet each other when they grow up.

When she was young, Jiang Dongliu had an apple face, her big cheeks had not yet protruded, and her skin was not tanned. Her facial features were delicate and three-dimensional, her bright eyes were nice and delicate, and she looked much more beautiful than ordinary little girls.

Because he is too watery, he has the word "cloud" in his name, which is more feminine.

The naughty little boys in their alley love him as "fake girls".

Or call him "Miss Xiaoyun" in a particularly coquettish tone.

There are even more excessive calls to him "Second Chair".

Jiang Dongliu was angry and often fought with those bad kids about this.

Later, I couldn't stand it that others always called him "Miss Yun".

When he was in the fifth grade of elementary school, he took the initiative to jump into the cesspool and forced his family to change his name.

Since then, he has called Jiang Dongliu, and the gangster Liu pays tribute to his elder brother Jiang Dongfeng.

At that time, he was ignorant of the world. His biggest dream was to become a junior high school bully like his brother and a rock hooligan.

Now thinking about the ridiculous things in childhood, Jiang Dongliu just feels that time has changed and the world has changed.

Since his brother died in a car accident, when he introduced his name to others, if the occasion was appropriate, he would specifically emphasize that the "flow" in his name is the "flow" of a gangster, and it would be considered as expressing his longing to the elder brother in the sky.

"You are the first contestant in the afternoon. Come with Russia and Russia will send you in. You don't have to prepare, right? Can you sing directly?"

Qin Donglei used his fat slap to Jiang Dongliu's left chest.

He was overly enthusiastic about escorting Jiang Dongliu into the auditorium, for fear that Jiang Dongliu would escape.

Jiang Dongliu suddenly felt like he was being driven to the shelves.

Only then did he start to wonder: Why is this fat sister so concerned about him?

Is there such a serious shortage of singers in Daqin Iron Mine?

He hurriedly followed Qin Donglei to the main entrance of the auditorium.

Qin Donglei walked in front with great strides and was about to pull the door into the door.

The club's vice president Tang Zhi happened to come out of it.

I waited for a long time but couldn't wait for the students to take the stage.

Tang Zhi had a premonition that something was wrong, so he came out to see the situation.

As soon as the door was opened, Qin Donglei and Tang Zhi covered them.

"Hey? Mr. Tang, why are you coming out?"

Qin Donglei blocked the door like a fat mountain, blocking Jiang Dongliu all behind him.

"I'll come out to see the situation of the registration office. Why don't you get in for a long time?"

Before Jiang Dongliu saw him, he heard Tang Zhi's voice first. He felt that the woman's voice was soft and ice-filled. It sounded quite familiar, but it also had a natural sense of distance.

He moved a step to the side, looked at Tang Zhi from Qin Donglei's fat shoulders.

With just one glance, Jiang Dongliu was shocked.

This shock is not because the person in front of him is so beautiful that he is so shocking.

But...

This woman in a professional black suit and a tweed coat looks like Yuan Quan in a workplace TV series!

It's simply carved from the same mold!

I don’t know how Yang Cong described this woman’s appearance in the novel.

Usually, writing about who looks like a star in a novel is very LOW and not likable.

But at first glance, the woman in front of her, both her figure and appearance and elegant demeanor are like Yuan Quan in the TV series!

Did Yang Cong deliberately design this character with Yuan Quan as a template?

Her ascetic temperament, which is indifferent, elegant, restrained, and a bit cold, is unique and so advanced that others cannot imitate.

Unfortunately, after a second look after the surprise, you will find that this woman who looks very much like Yuan Quan is far worse than Yuan Quan's skin.

The acne marks on both sides of her cheeks were particularly obvious, dense, as if they were bombarded by a cannon, all of which were connected together, and I couldn't help but look at them.

She has a thin foundation and does not mean to cover it up as much as possible.

This greatly reduced her image.

It seems that she is in a state of trouble in her work and life and has severe endocrine disorders.

I don't have the energy to pay too much attention to this kind of detail image problem.

Unfortunately, this is a good model given by God.

Jiang Dongliu sighed for Tang Zhi in his heart.

Tang Zhi felt the strange gaze that Jiangdong fell on her.

This gaze did not reach the level of impoliteness, but it still made her feel uncomfortable.

"Enter, enter, Mr. Tang, please go back to the review seat and wait a moment. The first student who signed up in the afternoon is about to take the stage."

Qin Donglei deliberately did not reveal Jiang Dongliu's identity at the door to avoid Tang Zhi's fault for being nitpicky.

However, Tang Zhi still saw the number plate on Jiang Dongliu's chest with sharp eyes.

He asked Qin Donglei indifferently: "This No. 33...is a classmate who came to register?"

Qin Donglei squeezed a hint of helplessness on his fat face, and he gritted his teeth and praised: "Yes, this student Jiang is a little anxious, but it meets our registration standards. He is a vocational high school student in Xiangyu Vocational High School, half-time and half-study. You can tell that he is a good singer when you look at his big cheeks. Mr. Tang, you can look forward to his performance!"

The more I heard Jiang Dongliu, the more I felt something was wrong. Suddenly, I felt like I was about to be taken into the ditch by Qin Donglei.

There is no need for him to tell such a lie that cannot be fulfilled.

Since the beauty in front of me is called Mr. Tang, she should be a manager in the club.

Just tell the other party about their identity.

"Thorn."

He raised his hand and tore off the number plate on his left chest.

Looking at Tang Zhi's deep and confused eyes, Jiang Dongliu said honestly: "Actually, I am not a student, and I am already past the age of being a student. I am a wandering singer. When I see your club holding a selection activity in the school, I want to come in and see the excitement."
Chapter completed!