Zhuang Yan looked at her sincerely: "Then, can you attend my concert?"
Wen Qiao lazily leaned on the steps and glanced at him: "Are you inviting me? After all, I am the winner of the Lily Award Gold Prize. Don't I deserve a formal invitation letter?"
Zhuang Yan almost jumped up with joy. She agreed. "The formal invitation will be sent to your home tomorrow. Haicheng will hold two events. Please be sure to attend them."
Wen Qiao made an OK gesture: "No problem."
Their exchange and contact between Chinese and Western music has already caused a lot of discussion on the Internet, and there are even their CP fans. Of course, these CP fans are work CP fans. They hope that they will cooperate again, and they will urge Wen Qiao and Zhuang Yan to perform on the same stage again under the Weibo post every day.
She also felt that Zhuang Yan's musical ability was worthy of her admiration. They were both comrades and opponents, and she cherished this feeling of being both friends and enemies.
While they were talking about their bright future in Minle Building, Xu Lu was sitting in the dormitory with the curtains drawn. Zhao Tong had moved out long ago and now she lived alone.
It was such a shame that she couldn't even graduate successfully
Wen Qiao won an award for outstanding students. I heard that many domestic symphony orchestras contacted her, some classical music companies wanted to sign her, and there were also people from Austria and other places in Europe who invited her to join the orchestra as the chief musician. In short, she was a child of destiny.
On the contrary, she was a complete failure and couldn't even graduate successfully.
Before this, she always wanted to defeat Wen Qiao with her own efforts, but at this moment, she discovered that some people are favored by God and have talents that ordinary people can hardly achieve even if they work hard all their lives. There are really some dreams in this world that cannot be achieved no matter how hard you try.
The effort looked so ridiculous that it hurt her eyes.
She tried her best, but the harder she tried, the sadder she felt.
Man's fall happens at a certain moment, and once the thought arises, there is no turning back.
No matter how despicable she was in the past, she still relied on herself, but at this moment, she wanted to seek help from outside.
She is good-looking, with a pure and gentle appearance. In the circle, many big men have expressed their intention to have unspoken interests with her.
In the past, she was quite noble and looked down upon these things. But at this moment, she stepped on the edge of the quagmire to test it. Testing meant that she was willing to step into the quagmire.
Those big guys are all married. In this circle, all resources are in the hands of the big guys. Even popular stars or top stars are in a state of being selected.
She doesn't want to work hard anymore, she wants to take shortcuts.
So, she hooked up with a big investment tycoon in the circle. The reality is not like fiction. There are very few big tycoons like Fu Nanli and Lu Wenzhou. Most of the real big tycoons are not good-looking.
The big shot that Xu Lu hooked up with was 43 years old and was the president of a film and television company. His wife was also a producer in the circle. The couple had their own affairs and as long as they didn't get exposed, they could do whatever they wanted. The big shot had an average appearance, not ugly, and not tall either. Compared to the handsome young man Zhuang Yan, he was naturally incomparable.
But she had no choice. In order to get everything she wanted, she could only commit herself to someone she didn't like.
A week later, Lu Youyou rushed into Wen Qiao's office: "Big news."
"What?"
(End of this chapter)