Lu Youyou wanted to cry but had no tears: "I feel like I'm on Mr. Fu's assassination list, Qiao Qiao, I'm done."
Wen Qiao pulled her into the car and said to the driver anxiously, "Hurry up, hurry up."
Lu Youyou looked at her ambiguously: "I'll give it a title, Wen Xiaoqiao quickly escapes from Master Fu's king-size bed!"
Wen Qiao pinched her again and Lu Youyou screamed.
When Fu Nanli looked back again, Wen Qiao had disappeared, and the look he gave Fu Chuan contained a hint of displeasure.
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On September 1st, Wen Qiao started school.
The Central Conservatory of Music is located in the University Town, which is divided into three campuses. Therefore, the canteens and dormitories for students of the Conservatory of Music, the Academy of Drama and the first institution of higher learning in Haicheng, Fukai University, are all together.
The drama academy is full of students with extremely good looks.
If you throw a brick at Fukai University, the person you hit will be the top scorer in the college entrance examination from somewhere.
The only popular majors at the Central Conservatory of Music are piano, cello and violin.
Wen Qiao's folk music department is at the bottom of the Central Conservatory of Music, so among these three universities, students in the folk music department are at the bottom of the food chain.
On the day of reporting, the students received their daily necessities and gathered in the living area.
Wen Qiao and Lu Youyou both signed up for the boarding system. Although the school was not far from home and they planned to live at home on weekdays, they booked a dormitory in the school so that they could stay overnight in case anything happened.
The living area is extremely lively, after all, it is a mixed dormitory of three higher education institutions.
Wen Qiao saw Xu Lu and Zhao Tong.
Xu Lu didn't see Wen Jianmin beside her. Wen Qiao curled her lips and smiled. Xu Lu's eyes met hers. She was a little scared and quickly looked away.
Wen Qiao was queuing up to get dormitory supplies. He leaned lazily on his suitcase, took out his cell phone and sent a message.
Xu Lu's phone vibrated, and she looked down—
[If bad things about me spread around the university again, you'll be in trouble]
She was so angry that she glared at Wen Qiao fiercely. She had to suppress her evil thoughts. She was really a little afraid of Wen Qiao now.
Zhao Tong gloated, "There are 368 new students in the Central Conservatory of Music, and there are only 38 students in the Department of Traditional Chinese Music. Among these 38 students, more than half are trying to transfer to other departments. Have you seen the bespectacled guys, the short guy, and the non-mainstream guy in strange clothes lining up behind Wen Qiao? The students of traditional Chinese music look so stupid. Wen Qiao is just like them. No one will take them seriously."
Xu Lu then smiled. The camps were clearly divided. They were the top students, while Wen Qiao was the poor students.
Why should she bother with the poor student
Wen Qiao was also dressed casually, wearing a T-shirt, jeans, canvas shoes, and a baseball cap. She lowered her head and played with her cell phone. The seniors didn't notice that there was a beautiful girl hidden among the non-mainstream group of people queuing up from the Department of Traditional Chinese Music.
Everyone ran to Xu Lu and her group to help carry the luggage.
Lu Youyou snorted: "Look at those seniors, they are scrambling to help Xu Lu and the others carry their luggage. Then look at the beautiful girls majoring in piano and cello, they are like proud peacocks. What are they bragging about?"
Wen Qiao was still playing with her cell phone. Since she was strong, she didn't need help from others. She could even help Lu Youyou carry it.
A few seniors were talking excitedly: "Have you seen the new school beauty Dai Yi from the drama academy? She is so pretty."
Lu Youyou chuckled: "That Dai Yi, when she was taking the art exam, she started buying marketing accounts to create a persona of the most beautiful art exam candidate. I think she's just so-so. Qiao Qiao, she's far worse than you, really."
Wen Qiao's phone vibrated as he received a message that two million yuan had arrived in his account.
She was confused.
Two million
I thought it was impossible to get into the top 50.
I underestimated you.
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