The Boss Lost His Memory And Only Remembers Me

Chapter 1347: Please put your fist down first

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Not only female classmates, but also many male classmates were queuing up obediently. These were the male classmates who wanted to get promoted after Wen Qiao kicked Fu Nanli out. These were the suitors who lined up from the south gate to the north gate of the school.

Qin Bei took a small electric fan and fanned his young master to cool him down: "We are graduating today, so let's fulfill their wishes. Young master, don't be angry."

The young master looked at me coldly: Do I look angry to you

Qin Bei: …

Young master, can you please put your fist down first

Lu Youyou often came forward to help Wen Qiao wipe the sweat off his face. Wen Qiao drank a sip of salty soda and wanted to cry but couldn't: "I feel like a pretend emperor in the film and television studio who is responsible for taking group photos. My main job has become taking photos."

"Then stop filming?"

Wen Qiao waved his hand: "It's graduation season, let's finish the filming."

The photo shoot lasted from 3pm to 6pm. Not only students from the Central Conservatory of Music came to take photos with her, but also many students from the nearby Fukai University and Shanghai Theatre Academy came to take photos with her.

Wen Qiao forced herself to smile professionally for the entire afternoon, and by the evening, the muscles on her face were extremely stiff.

After everyone left, Xu Lu sat on the flower bed in front of Minle Building and opened a can of beer.

Wen Qiaoke was really having a great time. Her boyfriend, a rich young man, came to support her, Zhuang Yan gave her flowers, and so many people, both boys and girls, asked to take photos with her. In four years, she had really made a complete comeback.

As for her, her boyfriend, oh no, should be called sponsor, can only hide in the dark, and her life will be hidden from the public from now on.

With a bang, the can of beer fell to the ground. She pulled off her bachelor's cap. Some girls behind her were whispering, "Didn't she even complete all the credits? Why can she graduate with us?"

"I heard that she was taken advantage of by a big shot in the entertainment industry."

"How shameless, relying on sleeping with others to get to the top."

"She looks quite pleased with herself."

Xu Lu turned around and walked up to the two girls and snatched the completion certificates from their hands: "Zhou Xingyao, Fang Anan, very good, I remember you two!"

After saying that, he walked away from the two girls with a haughty look on his face.

The two girls sneered: "You are still so arrogant even though you are being kept by someone."

"This kind of person really has no sense of propriety or shame."

These two girls both studied folk music, one played the guzheng and the other the erhu. They were originally accepted by the National Theater Orchestra, but two days later, they received notices of dismissal and were both fired.

The two girls immediately knew that it must be Xu Lu who was behind this.

"She's such a bitch. I saw a Bentley pick her up that day. I heard from some friends in the circle that she seemed to be having an affair with Yao Zhangmu, the boss of Taizhang Entertainment. We didn't say anything."

"She has always been a manipulator. She graduated through the backdoor even though she didn't complete all the credits. But just because we hit her sore spot, she asked the orchestra to fire us. How shameless!"

In midsummer, Wen Qiao went to the film and television city to visit Zhou Tao. She had taken a break for a while, shooting commercials and magazines. Recently, she took on a fashion drama, which mainly tells the story of a small town girl who accidentally got to work in a glamorous fashion magazine, one of the top five domestic magazines, and worked her way up from an assistant at the bottom to a female devil in the fashion circle.

The male protagonist was discovered by Lu Youyou. The boy who replaced Dong Yao was called Zhuang Heng.

It fits Wen Qiao's aesthetic very well. She looks very smart, both good and evil, tall, with long legs, a high nose bridge and thin lips.

(End of this chapter)