Lu Youyou was walking around in the dormitory, scrolling through her phone, and suddenly said, "Qiao Qiao, your B-station followers have exceeded 30,000 in just one day. That's amazing."
Chun Xiao smiled and said, "If you reach 100,000, Station B will give you a medal. Lin Xiang and I both have them. If you reach 1 million, you will get another medal, and you can also attend the annual meeting and become one of the top 100 up masters. Then we can go to the annual meeting together."
Lu Youyou has become Wen Qiao's manager: "I asked Lin Xiang and Chun Xiao, they basically post a video a week, weekly updates, you should do the same."
"Okay, Youyou, you can open an account too."
Lu Youyou felt a little embarrassed: "My level is a little worse than yours, so I won't embarrass myself."
Chun Xiao said excitedly: "What's wrong with it? You can even get into the Central Conservatory of Music, so how can you be bad? We can form the Four Musketeers, how cool."
Lu Youyou clapped his hands together and said, "Okay, I'll open one too. Please give me some promotions, big guys."
Chun Xiao: "No problem."
Lin Xiang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Okay."
The atmosphere in dormitory 502 was harmonious, but that in dormitory 504 took a sharp turn for the worse.
Xu Lu reviewed the video of their performance in Austria with a sullen face. There was nothing wrong with the performance. However, apart from collaborating with her on stage, Zhuang Yan never looked her in the eye the entire time.
She was a little resentful. She didn't know since when everyone in the world started to stand on Wen Qiao's side.
Obviously when she was in high school, she was the outstanding student who enjoyed everyone's envious gazes.
It seemed that since Wen Qiao suddenly went to the Wen family to ask for money, everything began to fall apart at an uncontrollable speed.
Wen Qiao seemed to have suddenly become a different person, omnipotent. She could even win back the heart of Zhuang Yan, who she had lost, and conquer cities and territories. It was of no avail for her to give in again and again.
It's just composing music.
She started learning piano at the age of six and is proficient in music. She is sure she can do it.
She did it right away. She was familiar with the music arrangement software, and she finished a complete song in just one night.
She admired it herself, then found the email address of Haimao's music director Song Hao and clicked send.
It's drizzling outside again. Haicheng has a rainy autumn and the weather is getting cooler.
On the weekend, Wen Qiao and Lu Youyou were going home. When they passed a sycamore path, they saw a flight attendant from He Qian and Fu Nanli's crew sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the Garden Restaurant. She couldn't remember her name.
Thinking that they were former colleagues, they just had a meal together and chatted, so Wen Qiao didn't take it seriously.
Rain was falling outside the window. He Qian took a sip of black tea. The person sitting opposite her was called Wang Shan. She usually flattered He Qian. Everyone knew that He Qian's family was the daughter of the largest cosmetics group in the country.
"Xixi, you are no longer on the crew. We all miss you very much."
He Qian smiled bitterly: "Really?"
"Oh, by the way, after you left that day, Xiao Ji kept mentioning that the captain and the others seemed to be going back to some old house to celebrate the old lady's birthday."
He Qian raised her eyelids.
"Xiao Ji always asked the captain whether he wanted to take Wen Qiao back, and the captain said no."
He Qian concentrated: "Why not bring it?"
"It seems that the captain's family elders don't know about Wen Qiao's existence yet. They said they would find a suitable opportunity to introduce her to their family."
He Qian lowered her eyes, struggling in her heart whether she should go that far and do everything she can to destroy them like the bad women on TV.
Will Mrs. Fu and Mr. Fu accept a girl like Wen Qiao as the girlfriend of the only heir
After all, the Wen family doesn't recognize her.
She is nothing.
Family background differences will always exist in the upper class.
She felt a little confused and hesitant.
(End of this chapter)