Song Hao has always respected her and valued her talent.
Also let Wen Qiao give his opinions.
Wen Qiao thought it was a good idea. Song Hao meant that Shang Fan wanted both songs and planned to release them on Christmas Eve as a Christmas limited EP.
Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows. He released an album and an EP every year. He is worthy of being a top star.
Suddenly, a pair of feet appeared at the mottled and dilapidated door. Lu Youyou, who had been waiting anxiously, jumped up and went to greet them: "Classmate, are you interested in our folk music club?"
The other three also turned their eyes.
Wen Qiao took off her headphones and looked at the boy standing at the door.
The boy was less than 1.80 cm tall, wearing a black hooded sweatshirt with a baseball cap covering the hood of the sweatshirt, black overalls, and black canvas shoes. The uppers of his shoes were soaked by the rain, and there were water droplets on his eyebrows. He was a pretty boy with a delicate and feminine appearance.
"Classmate, which department are you from? What's your name? Are you interested in our folk music club?"
"Dong Yao, from the violin department."
Lu Youyou's hopeful face suddenly turned cold.
Without responding, Wen Qiao asked, "Do you want to join our folk music club?"
"yes."
"Why?"
Dong Yao frowned slightly: "Why?"
Lu Youyou put her hands on her hips and said, "You are from the violin department, one of the three most popular departments in Western music, and you chose our folk music club to join. This is a bit strange."
"Will you accept it?"
Just as Lu Youyou was about to say "no", Wen Qiao said, "Sure, you're welcome to join."
Lu Youyou: …
Dong Yao looked at Lu Youyou: "Who is the president and who has the final say?"
Lu Youyou immediately said, "I am the president. I have the final say on small matters, and Qiao Qiao has the final say on big matters."
Dong Yao said "Oh" and said, "Anything else?"
"It's alright for now today."
The boy came quietly and left quietly, like a shadow.
"Qiao Qiao, do you know who he is? Will you accept him?"
Wen Qiao peeled a candy and put it in his mouth: "Who is he?"
"Dong Yao, the young master of the Dong family, is in the antique business. His grandfather is proficient in ancient medicine, and his mother is a forensic doctor. I heard that his hobby is anatomy. He originally wanted to apply to medical school, but the elders in his family thought that studying music was elegant, so they forced him to study at the Central Conservatory of Music. This young master is gloomy and withdrawn, the kind of person who no one wants to play with. If we take him in, we won't get any help and may even be laughed at."
Wen Qiao put the tip of his tongue on the mango-flavored candy and nodded: "Well, it's a good idea."
Lu Youyou:
Wen Qiao looked at Lin Xiang and Chun Xiao: "Do you object?"
The two shrugged: "No objection."
As long as it’s human, it’s fine. They are not picky.
The second person to come was a girl, wearing a belly-baring top, a small leather skirt, knee-high boots, a high ponytail, smoky makeup, oversized round earrings, and chewing gum.
Lu Youyou held her forehead and said, "Oh my god, can you be a little more normal?"
The girl brushed the rain off her shoulders and blew a big bubble. The bubble burst and the gum stuck to her lips. She stuck out her tongue to put away the gum and said lazily, "I heard they recruit people here."
Lu Youyou said weakly: "Classmate, what's your name, and which department are you from?"
"Yu Shu, from the piano department."
"Our small, shabby temple is too small to accommodate the huge Buddha statue from your piano department."
"I think you guys are nice and easy-going. I like you."
Wen Qiao made the decision: "Okay, Youyou, take her in."
Lu Youyou lingered on, "You are the number one piano department, why do you condescend to join our small club?"
(End of this chapter)