Fu Nanli noticed that her earlobes were a little red, and when she muttered these words, she looked even more lovely.
"Um."
Not far away, Zhuang Yan lowered his eyes and sighed softly. Lu Youyou walked up to him and patted his shoulder like a brother: "I think it's pretty good that we can coexist peacefully now, what do you think?"
Zhuang Yan forced a smile: "Yes."
"You, stop looking at Qiao Qiao and look at others. People who always dwell on the past will never be happy."
When he heard that there were girls in school pursuing Zhuang Yan, he ignored them, just like he treated Wen Qiao in the past.
Isn’t this a vicious cycle
Although he was very bad at first, he repented later and made amends to a certain extent. Qiao Qiao had let it go long ago, so Lu Youyou still hoped that Zhuang Yan could let go of Qiao Qiao and find his own happiness again.
Zhuang Yan forced a smile: "You are quite worried."
When Dong Yao came in, he had the same worry as Young Master Fu and pulled Lu Youyou away.
After Zhuang Yan finished his performance, there was a brief pause. It was not until this time that Fu Nanli realized that he had so many rivals in love.
The people sitting around him seemed to be all male students from the university town. Each one was more excited than the other, suppressing their excitement and whispering -
"Wen Qiao is so beautiful. Last time when I went to Zijing Hall for lunch, I happened to run into her. She was even more beautiful in person than in photos or videos. She had no makeup on, her face was very small, her skin was very white, and her eyes were very bright. I almost fainted on the spot..."
The boy who said this was immediately pinned to his seat by several other boys and given a lecture: "I told everyone not to disturb Wen Qiao. The cafeteria she often eats in is the Bauhinia Hall. Who told you to go? Who told you to go?"
Fu Nanli turned around and saw that all the boys were staring at the boy who was beaten.
The boy said aggrievedly: "I went to the football field of the Central Conservatory of Music to play football, and by the way, I went to the Bauhinia Hall."
"What? You went to the Central Conservatory of Music to play football? Fukai has two football fields, aren't they enough for you to play football? How dare you, kid, pretend to obey but actually disobey."
"I won't dare to do it again. I won't dare to do it again."
"Follow the rules, you hear me? When Wen Qiao reaches senior year, we'll compete fairly."
One of the boys wearing glasses whispered, "I heard that Wen Qiao has a boyfriend."
"Oh, I've heard that, but I also heard that her boyfriend is a bit old, I heard he's already thirty."
The thirty-year-old young master silently felt an arrow in his heart:…
"Thirty is really a bit old. She is nine years older than Wen Qiao. We are not a good match."
"Sooner or later, we'll have to score."
"Certainly."
"We just need to wait for them to break up."
Fu Chuan, who was sitting nearby, couldn't stand it anymore and turned to look at the boys: "The performance is about to begin, can you guys be quiet for a moment?"
The boys became even more excited: "Wen Qiao is going to go on stage."
"Don't make noise, don't make noise. This is not a concert, this is a formal competition. If we make noise to her, it will affect her performance and also affect the judges' impression of her."
Fu Nanli reached out and pressed his temple.
Wen Qiao was already ready on the stage. The piece she would play today was [Spring Rain], a piece for the ninth level of the general pipa grading test.
The lights are pouring down.
Her retro and charming makeup instantly attracted all the audience. Fu Nanli's eyes were focused, as if everything else ceased to exist, leaving only him and his Qiao'er.
(End of this chapter)