She didn't know why Wei Ling suddenly brought up this, and she felt very nervous.
The resentful look on Wei Ling's face was gradually replaced by hatred. Her face was cold. She stood up, straightened her fox fur cape, looked cold, pursed her lips and said, "You should celebrate your admission to Tsinghua University. How about this? I will invite Professor Cheng Wu to come over and have dinner with us. You should study finance with him in the future. It will be helpful for your future if you build a good relationship with him."
Qiao Chen raised her eyes and was stunned for half a second. When she realized what she said, she immediately said in great joy, "Thank you, aunt!"
"Yeah." Wei Ling used to look down on her fawning and flattering face, but since experiencing this incident, she felt that Qiao Chen's well-behaved appearance was much better than the arrogant and domineering faces of some people. At least she wouldn't bite people.
Thinking of this, she raised her chin slightly, looked at the girl with a surprised look on her face, and said in a light voice: "There is another thing that I didn't have time to tell you before."
Qiao Chen stood there obediently, turned her head, and asked softly, "Is there anything else, Aunt?"
Wei Ling glanced at her out of the corner of her eye and saw that she had dressed up carefully today, wearing a seven-color dress with delicate features. Although she was not as delicate and flamboyant as Qiao Nian, at least she looked like a beautiful girl next door and was presentable.
She didn't keep anyone in suspense and said concisely: "The last time, Beijing TV planned a music science program, and the effect was very good. I heard that they are planning to hold a music exchange meeting, and Zhuiguang will also go. If you can beat Zhuiguang in piano attainments, Mr. Nie will definitely look at you with new eyes."
She stared at Qiao Chen anxiously, as if she could see through Qiao Chen's soul. The corners of her mouth curled up in a mocking arc. She straightened her clothes and said nonchalantly: "Don't you want to become Master Nie's disciple? This is the best opportunity. Practice the piano well when you go back, and I will try my best to help you!"
“…” Qiao Chen pinched her palms, and for a moment she couldn’t believe that such a good thing would happen to her.
Wei Ling looked indifferent and immediately asked, "Why, you don't want to participate?"
"For this music exchange, the piano association only has two places. According to the rules, you are not eligible to take our association's place. I will give you one through the back door. If you don't want it, forget it."
How could Qiao Chen not be willing? When she heard her unhappy tone, she immediately expressed her opinion: "I do! Aunt, I do!"
"I was just too excited and didn't react for a moment, so I didn't answer you right away." Qiao Nian suppressed the ambition and excitement in her eyes, bit her lip, and whispered, "Aunt, I want to participate..."
She looked anxious to explain, which made Wei Ling curl her lips. She looked down at her with a cold tone: "Just because you want to participate, I will reserve a place for you in the association. You should prepare well and don't let me down!"
She looked down on Qiao Chen and didn't think Qiao Chen had much talent.
But she hated Qiao Nian.
There is an old saying that goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Doesn’t Qiao Nian dislike Qiao Chen and always likes to compare himself with Qiao Chen
She insisted on praising Qiao Chen to the sky, to a height that Qiao Nian couldn't reach even if she jumped!
Master Nie’s last disciple has reached this level!
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The other side.
The second floor of the villa.
As soon as Qiao Nian arrived, he went straight back to his room. He had just finished taking a shower, changed into a set of clean and refreshing clothes, and walked out of the bathroom. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the screen of the mobile phone thrown on the bed flashing.
(End of this chapter)