Chapter 197 Like Facing a Formidable Enemy
"It's all for the company. Okay, stop worrying about this and focus on Xuanxuan's homework."
After saying that, he walked upstairs, obviously not wanting to talk more.
Zhong Hui feels like facing a formidable enemy.
Su Yun is undoubtedly good-looking, much prettier than her, and even after more than ten years of hard life, the years have not left many traces on her face. She looks better than her who goes to the beauty salon every now and then to take care of herself. The rich lady is still young, but she is simply dressed in simple clothes. If she wears fancy clothes, she will definitely be eye-catching.
Men are always like this, home flowers don’t have the fragrance of wild flowers.
Will Wen Jianmin look back and think of Su Yun again?
This won't work, this won't work.
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Although Fu Nanli is a little weird now, he said personally that they are still boyfriend and girlfriend, and she can still go to him. Wen Qiao is somewhat relieved.
Back at school, Lu Youyou saw the wound at the corner of her mouth and her eyes lit up: "Young Master Fu... is very fierce."
Wen Qiao clicked his tongue: "Go and practice the piano."
Lu Youyou stared at her lips: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, like a wolf and a tiger."
Wen Qiao covered her mouth: "Go and practice the piano, go and practice the piano."
There have been a lot of rumors on the Internet that Wen Qiao is Mu Yue. Every time she goes out, people passing by will point at her and whisper whether she is Mu Yue.
During a break in piano practice, Lu Youyou and Wen Qiao went to the toilet together. Lu Youyou worriedly said: "Why do I feel that the comments online are weird."
"What's weird?"
"Logically speaking, if you, the person involved, don't respond, the rumors about you being Mu Yue should gradually fade away, but the speculation on the Internet has not faded away. No matter what hot spots appear on Weibo, people have always been talking about you being Mu Yue. Yue, please, you are an amateur, how can you get such a huge amount of traffic?"
Wen Qiao washed his hands and leaned against the old ivory white sink: "There is someone behind the scenes who is setting the pace."
Lu Youyou: "Definitely, Xu Lu."
Xu Lu:......
Wen Qiao frowned slightly: "She still dares?"
Lu Youyou chuckled: "Maybe the more frustrated you are, the braver you will become."
Wen Qiao was noncommittal.
Lu Youyou added: "Anyway, it's either Xu Lu or Zhao Tong. They are two troublemakers. They probably don't know that you are really Mu Yue. They want to set you up as a person and then slap you in the face. On the other hand, You hyped it up yourself.”
Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows, it was possible.
"You know a lot."
Lu Youyou put his arm around her shoulders: "Please call me the King of Routine."
Back in the small hall, Chunxiao showed her mobile phone to Wen Qiao: "There were originally thirty-eight people in the folk music department, but twenty-one were transferred to Western music, and the school approved it."
Folk music, which was already neglected, almost suffered a heavy blow.
Lu Youyou was filled with righteous indignation: "Why should the school approve it? Isn't this just helping the tyrants to attack folk music? Then who of the students taking the college entrance examination next year will apply for folk music?"
Chunxiao also felt aggrieved: "The most depressing thing is that these people obviously relied on folk music to get into the university of their dreams, but as soon as they entered the university, they kicked folk music away. They just used folk music, and in the end they had to criticize folk music. It’s not good, they are more annoying than people who study Western music themselves.”
Lu Youyou gritted her teeth: "The group of traitors represented by Jin Xuan."
I checked my phone and my face turned even darker.
"That's so arrogant. Jin Xuan posted a photo of herself and Viola in the group, and someone showed me a screenshot of her friend circle, saying that after almost a semester of hard work, she finally transferred to the department of her dreams."