Because there was no class in the first session, Qiao Yang was not in a hurry and was reading a book in the dormitory while waiting for his roommate to get up.

Jiang Fan, then Zhao Huo and Yao Shun were the last one.

After Jiang Fan finished washing up, Qiao Yang and him brought the breakfast back. Zhao Huo and Yao Shun were almost done.

After breakfast.

"Don't forget to bring the score with you, Yao Zi," Zhao Huo stood at the door of the dormitory like a door god, watching Jiang Fan and Yao Shun make their final preparations.

"I can't forget it. We wrote it all night, how can we forget it?" Jiang Fan shook the score in his hand, put it into the textbook, and turned to find that Qiao Yang took out his score from the drawer.

"Big... Qiao Yang, you are a transfer student, don't have to bring a score."

“Be prepared for any trouble.”

"but……"

Yao Zi and Jiang Fan looked like they couldn't speak, but Zhao Huo didn't care.

"Professor Zhang cannot compare every score. He originally wrote the songs he wrote. What's so strange about it to have a certain degree of similarity."

"But if you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of if you are not afraid of ten thousand."

Jiang Fan was still worried. Professor Zhang was famous for being stern. More than one-third of their music scores were similar, so he would probably see them.

"You two don't have to worry. You two couldn't sleep in the middle of the night last night. I changed the chorus and there won't be anything you worry about."

"San brother, you will be my third brother in the future. You are so righteous." Yao Shun didn't expect Qiao Yang to think of this. He wrote two songs in one night, which was simply his idol.

"God, you have changed the score overnight. Can you let me take a look?" Jiang Fan was more curious.

Qiao Yang's first draft is already very good, and it feels very generous. What will happen if you modify it?

No one can show it to Jiang Fan.

"No, let's go to class quickly and don't be late." Qiao Yang was not thick-skinned enough. If Jiang Fan discovered that he also wrote a song that looked like Sichun, what he said yesterday was just a slap in the face.

...

On the other hand, Yang Xiaoyu's Ma Si class has been completed.

The people in the dormitory wanted to know what Qiao Yang looked like, so they started to urge him to go with her.

On the way, they met an old professor who was furious and walked towards them.

Yang Xiaoyu's cell phone rang at this time, a message sent by the system.

"Help Professor Zhang find his lost key and get 100 points of fate."

Only 100 points of fate means that this task can be completed soon.

"You guys go downstairs and wait for me first, I have something to do."

After saying that, Yang Xiaoyu left Zhao Xiaohong and the others and ran towards Professor Zhang.

The person who was left behind looked at each other and did not go downstairs as she said. He made a look of eyes and followed Yang Xiaoyu tacitly.

Yang Xiaoyu chased Professor Zhang all the way to the door of the staff office.

"Professor Zhang, do you have any urgent matters? I can help you."

"Who are you?"

"I am Yang Xiaoyu, a Chinese language major. I have met you at the opening meeting of the freshman year."

"It turns out to be from the Department of Literature." Professor Zhang looked at the antique watch in his hand. "It's too late. Come in with me and find the piano keys. I guess I don't know when I will be here last semester."

"Xiaoyu, what happened?"

Zhao Xiaohong and the others rushed over immediately.

"Professor Zhang's piano key is gone, let's help him find it." Yang Xiaoyu said and turned to ask Professor Zhang for instructions.

Professor Zhang nodded and took out the key to open the office door.

"Come in, I probably put the key in the drawer or bookshelf somewhere."

Professor Zhang did not expect that a chance encounter, the person who was looking for the key changed from him to five.

Within two minutes, the key was found on the bookshelf, and Professor Zhang was still rummaging through the drawer.

"Professor, see if it's this one." Su Xiaoxiao took the key and put it in Professor Zhang's hand.

"It's just a handful. Thank you. If I look for it alone, I don't know when I will find it. I will have a class later." Professor Zhang thanked him while putting the key in his pocket to keep it.

After this little episode, Yang Xiaoyu and the others went to the door downstairs again.

"Xiaoyu, why did you think of helping the professor find the key?"

"It just happened. When I saw the professor's urgent situation, I wanted to help first." Yang Xiaoyu couldn't say he was happy when she saw the prompt for completing the task on her phone.

The score has accumulated to one-third, is it still far from the day when Qiao Yang helped her put on the ring?

Thinking of the ring, Yang Xiaoyu remembered her dream last night and looked forward to meeting Qiao Yang even more.

One jumped and two steps jumped down the steps directly.

"Xiaoyu really likes to help others." Xu Dan said with some emotion.

"So Xiaoyu is our little angel." Zhao Xiaohong immediately responded happily.

"Okay, our little angel is going to run away with that lewd guy from Qiao Jiao, keep up."

Su Xiaoxiao urged the two people who were behind and quickly caught up with them.

Zhao Xiaohong, who is very gossiped about, ran and asked:

"Qiao Jiao seems to be Qiao Yang's brother, why is he just a slut?"

"When I went to buy breakfast this morning, I saw Qiao Jiao squatting in the grass and watching the girl run in the morning."

"So slutty, what a lustful slut."

"Well, so when I saw Sister Xue, I told her about this."

"If you do a pretty job, you should treat someone like him."

The three girls said one by one and soon arrived on the first floor.

When he saw Qiao Jiao, he deliberately surrounded Yang Xiaoyu among them.

Qiao Jiao was very depressed. He seemed to have done nothing today.

These girls seem to be targeting him.

...

Qiao Yang followed Zhao Huo and the other two and arrived at Class 403 in the Music Department Building on time.

Seeing someone almost filled a classroom, he wondered if he was late.

Only the first two rows have more empty seats left.

"Although Professor Zhang is a bit stricter, the things he teaches are of high value, so few students escape from his class." Yao Shun explained when he saw Qiao Yang's puzzled look.

Jiang Fan roughly looked at the seats in the classroom and thought of handing over homework later.

"Let's sit separately. If we sit together and hand in homework, the music scores will be too obvious."

Zhao Huo and Yao Shun nodded, leaving Qiao Yang alone, and specifically choosing a seat behind where no one has sat down.

Qiao Yang could only smile bitterly and could not do anything about this typical behavior of a poor student.

He didn't mind sitting in front and being able to occasionally peek at the professor's lecture notes was one of his fun.

Moreover, some professors like to ask the people behind to get up and answer questions, and sitting in the back does not mean that they are safe.

As the time for class gets shorter and shorter, the latecomers are struggling to get to the front two rows.

When Professor Zhang was giving a lecture, although he would ask the person behind to get up to answer the questions, he usually started from the first two rows.

In terms of probability, it is even more likely to make them.

The class bell rang, and this time Professor Zhang came to the classroom on time as usual.

Seeing the depressed expressions of the students in the front row, he already knew what had happened before.

Today, I'll start calling from the front row, who made them late?

Professor Zhang took out the key, walked to the antique piano in the classroom, opened the piano lock, and placed the lecture notes on the keys.

"I didn't plan to name the name, but judging from everyone's enthusiasm, I'll pick a few randomly." Professor Zhang took out the list of students and was about to name the name.

"Report, professor, can we come in and listen?"

Qiao Jiao presented a not-so-standard military salute and appeared at the door of the classroom.

Professor Zhang didn't want to pay attention to this stupid person, and Qiao Jiao was also well-known among the professors and teachers in the school.

He was raising his hand to drive him away, but he didn't see that the classroom was full of people?

Suddenly he saw Yang Xiaoyu and Zhao Xiaohong appear behind him.

"Are the girls behind you here to listen?"
To be continued...