the old man insisted on me playing the piano. I hate that piano. It's fine as long as I can anger the old man.
Great, so straightforward.
After sending off this Great Buddha, Lu Youyou was a little dejected. the Yu family made a fortune in shipping during the Republic of China. I heard that the Pirates in the dangerous Straits don't even dare to Rob the Yu family's merchant ships when they see them. Qiao, this young lady is from a Bandit's nest.
Wen Qiao spread her hands. you have character. I like it.
Lu Youyou wanted to cry, but no tears came out. Fire."
"Our club has six members now, I think it's about time."
Lu Youyou thought that no one else would come.
This matter spread very quickly.
The most heated discussion on the forum was the post about the recruitment of the Folk Music Club.
The title was sensational-establishing the Alliance of weirdos, gathering together for warmth! The Folk Music Club is recruiting!
When the ridicule from all directions swarmed in.
Wen Qiao and the others were having dinner at the barbeque restaurant at the back of the school.
Dong Yao and Yu Shu gave them face and came. It was drizzling outside, and Chun Xiao poured some wine for them."This is our first meeting, let's have a toast."
Everyone was here.
But the atmosphere was not so good.
Dong Yao was gloomy and didn't say a word. Yu Shu didn't look like a pianist at all. She had a fiery temper and could drink two bottles of liquor each.
Lu Youyou was so tired that she almost died on the spot after dealing with several people with different personalities.
After the dinner, the president Lu Youyou was a little drunk. Wen Qiao stopped at the entrance of the convenience store and said to Lin Xiang and Chun Xiao, " "Take her back first. I'll buy a box of milk for her to sober up."
When she walked out of the convenience store after buying the milk, she was blocked by someone. When she looked up, she saw an unknown boy standing in front of her with a big black umbrella.
"Excuse me,"
She said coldly.
"I don't think there's a need for you to get involved with a bunch of weirdos." The man said.
"Who are you?" Wen Qiao frowned.
if you want, you can join the student council. You can choose from any of the popular departments in the student council.
"I don't want to," Wen Qiao replied.
It was very straightforward.
The boy's face darkened. Wen Qiao, " he said. must you really give up on yourself like this? "
Wen Qiao raised her brows. if you think that's self-destructive, then yes. I especially like it.
Then, she walked around the boy and jogged back to the dormitory. She mumbled, " who is it? I don't know.
Her back view disappeared in front of her eyes, and a voice came from behind her. brother, who are you talking to? "
Zhao Tong and Xu Lu appeared in front of the boy, arm in arm.
The boy was Liang Chen, the president of the Central Conservatory of Music's Student Union. He was also Zhao Tong's cousin.
"No one," Liang Chen forced a smile.
He had always been a good judge of character and knew that Wen Qiao had great potential. If the school had to produce a representative student, Wen Qiao was undoubtedly the most suitable. He was already in his third year, and when he reached his fourth year, the position of the president of the Student Union would be handed over to someone else. The person he had his eyes on was Wen Qiao.
Unfortunately, the little girl was very arrogant and disdained the olive branch he extended.
He naturally had a way to make the little girl compromise.
Zhao Tong held Xu Lu's arm and walked back to the dormitory. Naturally, she gloated and mocked the gathering of weirdos in the Folk Music Club.
those are the weirdos that popular clubs don't accept. The Folk Music Club has become a place for trash. Tsk tsk, Wen Qiao actually has such a hobby.
Xu Lu felt a little smug. Even if Wen Qiao had made a name for herself at the start of the semester and posed a certain threat to her during the selection of the school Belle, the Folk Music Department was a hopeless case. This was a fact.
Everything Wen Qiao was doing now was useless.
The more effort Wen Qiao put in, the happier she was. It was just a waste of effort.