"I think the VG players are all pretty good. Brother Dong, why did you leave VG in the first place?"
This is a straightforward statement.
Dong Ge didn't intend to hide it. "We didn't agree with each other. The club's owner was trying to get more fish than he could chew. We argued a few times, but he couldn't persuade me. I was not happy with the job, so I went traveling. Then I saw a new club opened on the public screen. I just clicked on it to take a look. I didn't expect to see the photo of the legal person. I thought you looked like the person who saved me before, so I came here."
Wen Qiao nodded: "Thank you Brother Dong this time. Without your leadership, they wouldn't have been able to get this far."
Dong Ge took a sip of wolfberry tea and said, "After the game, Gu Xiao never came back. What are you going to do?"
Wen Qiao hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's count him as a club member. After all, he helped the club win the third place, so his remuneration should be counted normally. It's up to him if he doesn't want to come to training. Have you recruited all the members for the second team?"
"The number of people who came for interviews these past two days has been overwhelming. There are quite a few good candidates. Don't worry, we will recruit good ones."
On Jingnan Road, in the small courtyard, Grandma Gu specially prepared borscht, sweet and sour pork ribs, boiled shrimp and a vegetable.
Gu Xiao sat at the small square table, and his grandmother happily brought him a bowl of rice. "Grandma saw you on TV. On the day of your competition, she called a lot of neighbors to watch TV. I really didn't expect that playing games can be broadcast live on CCTV. They didn't understand it at all. You know our neighbor Grandpa Li, his grandson knows this and is very excited. He has been explaining it to us. Anyway, everyone knows that you are very good."
Gu Xiao smiled. He could tell that his grandmother’s happiness was genuine. It had been a long time since he saw her so happy.
The two were about to eat when Grandpa Li's twelve-year-old grandson, who was attending junior high school preparatory class, ran over and asked for a photo with Gu Xiao and asked for his autograph.
"Many students in our class like your AF team. Brother Gu Xiao, can you record a video for us?"
Gu Xiao satisfied all of his requests, and the fat boy left happily, holding the autographed book and the photo.
Grandma looked at him cautiously: "Going back to the club?"
Gu Xiao: "Not for now."
Grandma sighed, "It's good to go back. I think those guys treat you sincerely. Xiao Qiao is a very good person, including your... that... Mr. Fu. He is not an unreasonable person. Ah Xiao, when you live to your grandma's age, you will know that being tolerant to others is being tolerant to yourself. What's more, Mr. Fu did nothing wrong, don't you think?"
Gu Xiao: "Let's talk about it later."
Once he figures it out, maybe he'll go back. He needs some time.
Grandma stared at him and said, "Ah Xiao, you can't get stuck in a rut, otherwise you will suffer, understand?"
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Thanksgiving is coming soon, and Wen Qiao and his friends will be performing at Turandot Hall.
It is worth mentioning that since Wen Qiao was a sophomore, the school has re-selected the school belle, and she was elected as the new school belle with a high vote.
For this purpose, the folk music society held a grand celebration banquet for her, which was as grand as any beauty pageant.
The official website of the Central Conservatory of Music even used Wen Qiao’s photo as its banner. When Xu Lu saw it, she felt sad.
When she was in high school, she was the school beauty, and no one in the school liked Wen Qiao at all. But now...
What made Xu Lu even more depressed was that Wen Qiao had always been advocating the integration of Chinese and Western music, and the top students of Western music were gradually being lobbied by Wen Qiao and Lu Youyou.
(End of this chapter)