Qiao Yang's major is pop music composition.

However, many courses in the music department have been merged.

In order to inherit and carry forward innovation, if you want to learn pop music, you cannot leave behind classical music.

There is only one big class on the analysis of works in the afternoon.

After finishing, it is basically free time to move.

Zhao Huo and Yao Shun finished class, ran back to the dormitory and put down the textbook, took root in front of the computer, and started their competitive killing.

Jiang Fan was just a little better, and turned on the computer and started watching the popular variety shows recently.

Qiao Yang didn’t have a computer. When he was in Capital University, he was an alternative person and only liked to read books and listen to music.

Jiang Fan saw that everyone in the dormitory had fun, so Qiao Yang was reading a book alone and couldn't help but ask:

"God, you won't be using your home to buy a computer for you. You bought a smart watch, so you don't have the money to buy a computer."

Qiao Yang shook his head, "No, the smart watch was my birthday gift last year. I didn't buy it because I felt that the laptop was of little use."

"How could it be? The computer harmony is required for the later harmony class. How can you do without a computer?"

Qiao Yang felt that what Jiang Fan said made sense, "Okay, I'll save some money to buy it. Do you have any good part-time recommendations?"

"We haven't done part-time jobs," Jiang Fan said embarrassedly.

"Then I'll go find it myself on weekends."

The roommates have never experienced part-time jobs, which only means that their family conditions are pretty good.

This is a good thing, and Qiao Yang doesn't need to catch this and say anything.

"Why should I accompany my third brother to find him on weekends?" Yao Shun happened to be killed and made room for him to answer.

"No need, if you don't need it, there is no need to accompany me." Qiao Yang flipped through a page of the book on his phone, "My old man still teaches me some things. It should not be difficult to find part-time jobs with them, but it may be too early for you."

"Third brother, you are in Versailles." Zhao Huo returned to the city to change his equipment. When he heard Qiao Yang's words, he immediately felt a little dissatisfied.

"Well, if you think so."

"Damn, ruthless."

"God, does your old man refer to your grandfather?"

Jiang Fan began to be curious about Qiao Yang's family background.

Apart from knowing that Qiao Yang was transferred from Capital University, he has never mentioned Qiao Yang's family background.

"No, I'm talking about my dad. He married my mom who was in his forties and gave birth to my brother, and then I was."

"I am almost sixty years old now. Although I can't tell you very well, Qiao Jiao and I are used to calling him the old man."

"Damn it, I really have a love for you."

"No wonder I feel a dusk aura on my third child. It turns out that I learned it from his old man." Zhao Huo did not forget to say a word while eating the melon.

"No, my personality was forced out by my brother."

"A lunatic has already appeared in the Qiao family. How can I do it if I am unreliable?"

“…”

“…”

“…”

The three people in the dormitory were speechless at the same time.

I feel that the people in Qiao Yang's family are very extreme.

"I'm not happy to play games here. Is the school library open? I'll find some books to read."

At night, he was about to enter Xiaoyu's dream, so Qiao Yang wanted to go to the library to find some relevant information.

"God, I'll take you there." Jiang Fan closed the notebook and followed Qiao Yang out.

...

In the library.

Qiao Yang chose several books and kept seeing the sky outside getting darker.

"Reading Mystic Exploration books for 3 hours, and obtaining Mystic Knowledge +1"

How did books about dreams and subconsciousness become books on mystery?

The system made Qiao Yang have a deeper impression of what he had seen. Looking back, there are indeed several explanations about the origin of dreams and subconsciousness.

I didn't expect that this would be classified as occultism.

"Jiang Fan wakes up and the library is about to close."

"Ah? Time flies so quickly, let's go back to the dormitory."

Qiao Yang woke up Jiang Fan, and the latter rubbed his eyes, looking like he was not awake.

"Let's go to the cafeteria together first. Zhao Huo and the others just sent a text message and asked us to bring them some food."

"I asked us to take it again. They ate themselves into pigs in college."

"It's better to become a pig, we'll buy them with weight."

"This is a good idea, the pork price has increased again recently."

I was chatting with Jiang Fan without a word.

When Qiao Yang and Jiang Fan finished their supper and returned to the dormitory with supper, it was already completely dark outside.

"Two piglets, have dinner." Jiang Fan shouted without hesitation as soon as he entered the door.

"You are the pig, do you want to be beaten?" Zhao Huo retorted dissatisfied.

"If you want to beat me, don't beat me alone. The great god said that, and you will sell you all the time." Jiang Fan handed the rice to Zhao Huo, seeing that there was no one in Yao Shun's place.

"Where is Yao Zi?"

"When you are taking a shower, just put the rice on his table." Zhao Huo opened the supper and continued to refute while cooking the rice.

"The third brother raises us as pigs. I am happy. At least I can eat good food before selling it. Forget it, I'm afraid I won't eat well until I die."

"You double-standard old thief."

Jiang Fan acted as if to pounce on Zhao Huo, and the two started fighting in a short while.

Qiao Yang walked through the battlefield, sat at his table, and began to prepare for the night to enter Xiaoyu's dream.

I want to comfort Xiaoyu so that she will no longer be sad.

1. Go and pursue her and make the story in the song come true.

2. Go and convince her and let her understand her thoughts.

The first method is inconsistent with his idea, and Qiao Yang doesn't want to slap himself in the face.

Then there is a second way left.

Qiao Yang blackened his notepad, which determined the purpose of this dream invasion.

"Jiang Fan, I'll go to bed first. Don't call me if you're fine."

"Well, great master, go to bed, I won't let them disturb you... Zhao Huo, get up, when will you press on me?" Jiang Fan, who was pressed by Zhao Huo, pushed the former away, got up, and took out the headphones from the drawer.

Zhao Huo didn't play with it, so he returned to his position to have a meal, and inserted his headphones into his laptop.

Although it is not serious, they are all gentle people.

Invading dreams may remain in the other person's dream forever, so it is impossible to be woken up.

Qiao Yang had no choice but to tell Zhao Huo and the others, so he could only recognize these friends in his heart and then lay on the bed.

Dream invasion!

As Qiao Yang thought of Xiaoyu and silently recited in his heart, he gradually felt like he was sinking into a ball of warm water.

"Dad, wake up, mom has made a lot of delicious food for us."

A child's voice sounded in his ears, and he slowly opened his eyes and a three or four-year-old girl lay on his body.

His eyes are very similar to Yang Xiaoyu, but his eyebrows are a bit similar to his.

When the girl saw Qiao Yang woke up, she immediately shouted to the outside excitedly:

"Mama, dad is awake and we can have dinner."

It turns out that this is his and Xiaoyu's daughter.

Qiao Yang felt inexplicably connected with blood.

Get up from the bed and rub the girl's head.

"Go and find mom, dad washes his face first and then eat."

This is very natural, and Qiao Yang felt that he had said it countless times.

Looking around, the wall was covered with photos of him and Xiaoyu being together.

Everything is so real, it doesn't seem like a dream.
Chapter completed!