He probably still hasn't recovered his memory, so he doesn't know that she is a liar
Otherwise, it would be impossible to feel sorry for her injury.
She tried to confess several times, but he interrupted her and stopped her from speaking.
Wen Qiao pinched the quilt, listened to the howling of the cold wind outside the window, and wondered in his heart, what happened to him
The next day, when they went to school again, the four of them sat together in the cafeteria to eat breakfast. Suddenly, a few girls ran over with small notebooks and stared at Wen Qiao with admiration: "Are you really Mu Yue?"
Wen Qiao forced a smile.
"Can you sign an autograph for us? Your performance last night was great, and the music you composed was great, too."
These girls are all students of the Department of Traditional Chinese Music. They were originally ignored in school. Now that the Department of Traditional Chinese Music has suddenly produced such a blue chip, they are very proud of it.
Although many of those Western music students liked Shang Fan and the song [Qingzhe], they were too embarrassed to admit it and could only say sarcastically, "It's just a fluke that I composed a pretty good song. There's no need to be so proud of it."
Lu Youyou slammed the table, and Wen Qiao grabbed her and said, "My sister, calm down."
Lu Youyou: "You are so awesome, but you still put up with their bullying."
Lin Xiang: "When they are talking bullshit, not every fart needs a response."
Lu Youyou flattered him in various ways: "Our Qiao Yijian is a man who can accomplish great things, and he doesn't mind the small details."
A sour voice came from behind me: "Isn't it just a song? Is it that serious? You're even holding a book signing event. Tsk."
Apart from Miss Zhao, who else could be so flirtatious and shameless
Lu Youyou crossed her arms and sneered, "It's not that great, it's just a six-figure quarterly copyright fee."
Zhao Tong rolled her eyes. "How dare you bring up six figures? Who are you trying to embarrass?"
Lu Youyou pouted: "Have you ever earned a penny on your own? How come you rely on your father and feel proud?"
"you… "
"Me? Who allowed you to be in the same place as me? You lost the bet and you're not admitting it? You have ten seconds to disappear. Get out!"
Zhao Tong was so angry that she wanted to hit someone.
After signing, Lu Youyou said earnestly: "Although our Qiao Qiao composed a song, she is still a student like everyone else. There is no need to do this in the future. There is no need to chase her like a star, understand?"
"Yes, yes, I understand."
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After self-study in the evening, Lin Xiang went to the convenience store at the back door to buy some food. As soon as she came out of the convenience store, she saw Xu Lu and was about to ignore her, but Xu Lu smiled and called her.
Lin Xiang: …
"All of you are serving as foils for Wen Qiao. Are you willing to accept this? Your level is not worse than hers, but Wen Qiao is the only one who is in the limelight. Don't you think she is too selfish?"
Lin Xiang: "...Are you trying to sow discord?"
Xu Lu: …
Why the hell don't you play by the rules
Lin Xiang: "If you want to sow discord, please go watch two more episodes of palace fighting. I think your level is a little weak."
The tone is so fucking sincere.
After saying that, he carried a few buckets of instant noodles and went through the back door.
Only Xu Lu was left disheveled in the wind.
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He Yan designed a necklace and won an international jewelry award. He Jun held a banquet in Xiaotangshan to celebrate for her.
He Jun's friends went to show their support.
Fu Nanli took Wen Qiao with him. The weather was cold, so Wen Qiao took off her outer coat, revealing a thick turmeric wool sweater underneath. Her beauty was somewhat diluted, making her look a bit more lovely.
The heating in the large private room was sufficient. As soon as the two entered the room, Fu Cheng came up to greet them: "Xiao Wen, your performance that night was really great. My brother was watching it intently."
(End of this chapter)