"I still want to study piano professional knowledge in the Central Conservatory of Music. As for becoming famous, I will talk about it after I graduate."
Compared to Xu Lu, Song Yu is not a person with lofty ambitions. She is very down-to-earth and vaguely feels that the financial company has ulterior motives.
Sister Li couldn't believe that there were people who would give up the fame and wealth that was so easily within their reach. What a foolish child.
But the boss's people gave the order and did not force others. Since the silly girl Song Yu was unwilling, she could just find someone else. There were so many people in CACON, all of them young, beautiful and talented. Song Yu was just giving away a good opportunity.
Not only did Song Yu not join Yihua, she also found Wen Qiao and said, "I want to join the folk music club, is that okay?"
Wen Qiao was a little confused: "You are a Western music person, why do you want to join our folk music club?"
"Aren't Yu Shu and Dong Yao both fans of Western music? Haven't they also joined your folk music club? I think music should be borderless. I can like both Western music and folk music, and I like the atmosphere of your folk music club."
Wen Qiao nodded: "I'll ask Youyou for your opinion."
When Lu Youyou heard this, she waved her hand and immediately agreed to Song Yu's application to join the company.
Miss Yu, on the other hand, asked a question in a serious manner: "Do you have any special skills?"
Song Yu thought for a long time and said: "I am a good driver. If you have any club activities in the future, I can be your driver."
Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow, "I can't tell."
Yu Shu and Lu Youyou: "Is this true?"
"Then I'll take you to the racetrack to try it out?"
A group of six people followed Song Yu to a nearby racing track, and Lu Youyou, Yu Shu and Wen Qiao got into Song Yu's car.
The car has a 1.6L, 6-cylinder engine with a supercharger.
Because his neighbor Kai likes to ride big motorcycles and Wen Chi is also a little interested in this, Wen Qiao also knows a little about it.
Song Yu, who was originally gentle and kind, seemed like a different person when she got into the car. The car suddenly started the engine, and with a whoosh, it rushed out like an arrow.
Lu Youyou grabbed the wheel ring and screamed.
Wen Qiao remained calm in the beautiful lane change and drift. Lu Youyou's screams almost pierced her eardrums.
It seems that their folk music society is really full of hidden talents.
Three minutes and twenty seconds later, the car rushed to the finish line. Lu Youyou pushed open the car door, squatted on the side of the road and vomited violently, waving her hands: "Song Yu can join the folk music club now."
Song Yu hugged Wen Qiao and said, "That's great."
Yu Shu crossed his arms and squinted at her: "I reasonably suspect that you joined the folk music club to chase stars."
Song Yu smiled and said, "Qiao Qiao, I'll give you the title of school beauty."
Wen Qiao: "Beauty is diverse. You are beautiful too. You don't have to belittle yourself."
"I feel like I'm unworthy of my position as long as you're here."
"Then when we are in our sophomore year, we will select the campus belle again and compete fairly?"
Song Yu: "Okay, okay."
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In March, a Chinese student who grew up abroad came to the Central Conservatory of Music and studied the guzheng.
While eating melon seeds, Lu Youyou said, "I heard that both her looks and family background are top notch."
Chunxiao: "How could you learn to play the guzheng when you grew up abroad?"
Lu Youyou: "Maybe the elderly in my family have this kind of complex."
A tall, fashionable and graceful girl walked into the Folk Music Building. She was Fang Duo, who had returned from abroad and joined the Folk Music class at the Central Conservatory of Music.
(End of this chapter)