This is impossible. The music she composed is obviously very unique. She deceived herself by telling herself that she just didn't meet her mentor and these people don't know the value of her music.
She will find an opportunity, write the lyrics herself, sing the song, and wait until it becomes popular, then watch these people regret it.
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On Friday, it was drizzling outside. Wen Qiao had half a day of class and received a message from Fu Nanli [The car is at the back door, come over].
Wen Qiao, carrying his schoolbag, walked out of the school's back door with Lu Youyou. Under the sycamore tree, a black Bentley was parked quietly.
Lu Youyou sent Wen Qiao to the car. With the car window half open, Fu Nanli saw Lu Youyou's flattering face: "Mr. Fu, the last time you two were together, I called Qiao Qiao. I'm sorry to bother you."
Fu Nanli's lips curved slightly: "It's okay."
Lu Youyou felt relieved. Wen Qiao squeezed her hand and said, "Silly girl, there is no need to be so servile to Fu Nanli. Fu Nanli is not a murderous tyrant."
Lu Youyou opened the car door for Wen Qiao: "Qiao Qiao, get in the car."
Wen Qiao touched her face helplessly: "You."
Fu Nanli's gaze fell on the fingers touching his face, and he actually... cared about it.
The car slowly drove away from the back door of Central Conservatory of Music. Wen Qiao turned her head and saw the man straightening the hem of his suit, coughing lightly, with a gloomy look on his face.
Fu Nanli knows that his possessiveness is a bit excessive and he is trying to adjust himself.
The two went to Xiaotangshan for dinner. In the small garden full of flowers, the long dining table was covered with a white tablecloth, chrysanthemums were bunched in a white pomelo porcelain vase, and there was a little champagne at the bottom of the high-heeled wine glass.
Fu Nanli pulled aside the napkin and put it on her legs, then helped her spread butter on the bread.
A waiter introduced today's meal to her: "The appetizer is duck liver pot, bullfrog legs with parsley sauce and blue cheese chicory salad, the main course is rib-eye steak and black truffle pasta, and the dessert is mille-feuille and rum cake."
“They all look delicious.”
"As long as you like it."
Naturally, Fu Nanli helped her cut the steak. Halfway through her meal, the phone on the table vibrated. It was a video call from Lu Youyou.
Wen Qiao was a little puzzled. Logically, Youyou should know that she was with Fu Nanli, so she shouldn't disturb them.
She answered the phone, and Lu Youyou's anxious voice came from the other end: "Qiao Qiao, I saw the news online, saying that something happened at No. 9 Middle School."
Wen Qiao's heart skipped a beat: "What...what happened?"
"They said a student beat up another student, and that the student who did it seemed to have mental problems. I... I'm not sure if that was Wen Chi."
Wen Qiao's mind went blank for a moment, and the first thing she did after she came to her senses was to run out.
The room had a French window facing the small garden. She was so panicked that she didn't notice the window was closed and bumped into it. She felt dizzy and almost fell down. Fu Nanli rushed over and held her up. "What's wrong?"
Wen Qiao's forehead was red. She forced herself to calm down, grabbed Fu Nanli's hand and said, "My brother might have an accident at school. I have to rush over."
"I send you."
She held his hand and hurried out of Xiaotangshan. The car sped all the way. It was visible to the naked eye that the red spot on her forehead gradually turned into purple. The collision just now was really severe.
There was a refrigerator in the car. Fu Nanli took a bottle of ice drink and pressed it on her forehead: "Does it hurt?"
Wen Qiao's face turned pale, how could he care about the pain
Did Wen Chi hurt someone
Four more completed
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(End of this chapter)