Qu Jingsen is not a fool after all. Song Baojun's words can't scare him for the time being and said, "You want two thousand yuan, I can give it to you, but it's not a protection fee, you can't protect me. And I won't give it to you every month, just once."

"If you settle it at one time, you will have ten thousand yuan!" Song Baojun said.

"You are extortion, I can't accept it." Qu Jingsen's family has money, which does not mean that he is willing to be coerced by others. Moreover, this kid is a famous stingy guy in this class. He sent Liu Xiyue three months of flowers to him and never stopped every day, but he won't mention it as a discounted product.

When he first entered the university, Qu Jingsen had many friends around him because of his handsome appearance. But later his ordinary friends were almost gone because this kid refused to pay for every party. His friend had difficulty borrowing him a few small amounts of money and did not agree. However, the things he shared with him were used with peace of mind.

Moreover, he is so arrogant and considers himself extraordinary. He has a lot of trivial problems such as cleanliness, sissy, petty, high-mindedness, low-mindedness, etc. Who is patient tolerant and endure it?

Song Baojun turned around and walked out.

"Hey, where are you going?" Qu Jingsen shouted.

"I think Liu Xiyue's first love must be very wonderful."

"How about giving you three thousand?" Qu Jingsen hesitated for a while and shouted again.

"Nine thousand yuan, this is my biggest concession." Song Baojun knew that the small means of collecting protection fees were OK to scare Guo Jun and others, but he couldn't help but see the rich second generation who had seen the world.

"This is too much, three thousand five, I can spend at most three thousand five."

"Eight thousand five, no less. Think about it, Liu Xiyue's first kiss is only once in life, it is so precious."

"That, about 4,000. I don't have much money in my hands. Don't force people too much. If I force myself, I won't give you a penny."

"Eight thousand yuan! You just smoked a high-end and peerless cigarette. Isn't it considered a money?"

The two fought for a long time and finally agreed on the price at 6,000 yuan. If Liu Xiyue knew that her first kiss was actually used by Song Baojun as a deal, she would probably be furious.

Qu Jingsen's wallet only has more than 2,000 yuan pocket money, and the rest are credit cards. Song Baojun forced him to write an IOU, agreeing to give it to him on the remaining Sunday night. If he does not pay for every more than a day, he will have to pay a late payment fee of 200 yuan.

When he returned to the classroom, Liu Xiyue was very unhappy: "Where has it been so long? Teacher Tu just asked a question by calling you a name, and I missed the great opportunity to show my face to our class."

"I've shown my face just now." Song Baojun saw that Liu Xiyue's cherry lips seemed as moist as crystal, and her white jade-like teeth appeared between her lips. He couldn't help but feel that the six thousand dollars she had just talked about seemed to be a little lost.

The subsequent course ended quickly, and Tu Fen chose a girl who had a high reputation in the piano department of the Conservatory of Music as a registered disciple.

When the students left the class one by one, Tu Fen and several college leaders were waiting for Song Baojun outside, and together with the girl, they were about to call him to the conference room on the fourth floor to talk. All the classmates who passed by were envious and looked at Song Baojun with admiration.

Especially Guo Yuyan, who had been peeing, the girl borrowed pants from other students in the music school to change it, and rushed back to see Song Baojun's eyes full of naked unconcealed admiration.

It's not surprising at all! Anyone who can make the other party feel the pleasure of breaking through the sky with just music, then he is almost the god of her life.

Guo Yuyan even blushed and asked other girls about the unknown story of the genius boy wearing a pesticide T-shirt in a tea mountain advertising pesticide t-shirt. Unfortunately, everyone knew nothing. Only Liu Xiyue knew, but the squad leader Liu looked at the crazy women coldly, and felt very jealous: Just you green tea bitches want to find out Song Baojun’s secret? **** Go!

When Song Baojun entered the conference room to talk, Tan Qingkai, Liu Xiyue and Qu Jingsen were arranged to wait in the nearby tea room. Tan Qingkai was a close friend and had to wait, but Liu Xiyue and Qu Jingsen had to wait because of that bet.

Teacher Tu's newly accepted disciple is Mai Xuanlin. She is only sixteen years old this year and is a student specially recruited by the Conservatory of Music. She is in a state of extreme excitement at this moment. Obviously, she did not know that she was admitted as a disciple. It was just Teacher Tu to accompany Song Baojun.

The little girl is not good-looking, has a small figure, dark skin, and only has a pair of big eyes that are particularly bright. She is so happy that her face is flushed. She looks at Teacher Tu and Song Baojun. She only thinks in her heart that when she meets such a famous teacher and talented senior brother, she will not know how broad the future artistic journey will be.

The focus of the attention of President Zhou of the Conservatory of Music, Vice President Liu and Teacher Tu, and Teacher Tu's managers is on Song Baojun.

President Zhou and other secretary brought tea and asked with a smile: "Xiao Song, are you really just a student in the Chinese department? It would be a pity if you don't plan to change majors with your talent."

President Zhou and the leader of the Chinese Department had a basic understanding of Xiao Song's situation on the phone. He directly said several words on the phone, "wastes talents and wastes talents." Director He, who was so angry that he hung up the phone on the spot.

"Yes, I'm a Chinese student, majoring in ancient Chinese and taking sociology electives."

President Zhou laughed softly and said, "Do you want to come to the Conservatory of Music to develop? I can give you the best resources, the best mentor, and the best conditions."

"I'm sorry, Dean Zhou, I'm not mentally prepared for you suddenly said this..." Song Baojun answered in great fear.

President Zhou said: "Then think about it carefully. Our Conservatory is very good, with internationally-class faculty, complete facilities, and a master's degree or doctoral degree. It will be very easy to study in Europe and the United States in the future."

In fact, President Zhou said that the college is "internationally first-class in faculty" and so on. The Conservatory of Music at Chazhou University is far inferior to similar colleges in Beijing, Zhonghai, Xiangjing and other places. Students are not easy to find after graduation, and are far less than those of Zhonghai University students, almost all units are rushing to ask for it.

In recent years, the number of students enrolled has been declining. President Zhou is extremely anxious and needs to absorb one or two talented students as a signboard to gain the reputation of Chazhou Conservatory of Music.
Chapter completed!