Chapter 103

Just as the school board was struggling, he received a request from Shang fan to invite girls from the folk music department to perform together.

Originally, the chairman of the board of directors had planned to issue a notice that no students from the folk music department would be recruited in the coming year. As soon as Shang fan's invitation was sent, the notice was also suppressed.

On the afternoon of the new year's party, Wenqiao carried his piano bag on his back and waved his small hand: "Shang fan has already arrived at the gymnasium. Let's go over and rehearse with him and bring your own musical instruments."

"Shang fan, then fire, can you agree to perform with us

"I'll know when I go."

Backstage of the gymnasium, Zhao Tong takes Xu Lu and sighs: "forget it. After all, Shang fan is so popular. He is the company's cash cow. He doesn't agree. His boss can't help him. We'll be the audience tonight."

Xu Lu reluctantly put on a smile. He had already imagined that he would be able to make a splash once he entered the school. Unfortunately, this Shang fan's position was too firm.

Behind him came laughter.

"The artists of the overpass show are coming. Let's make way. How come there is no erhu, there is no soul."

Xu Lu turns her head and looks at the four girls in Wenqiao's dormitory standing at the backstage door with their musical instruments. The girl in Chinese dress has a drum on her back. It looks funny and funny.

"Let's let go." Wenjo looked coldly at the two men across the door.

Zhao Tong hands arms, scornfully look at her: "how did you come?"

"Zhao Tong, don't you think this scene is familiar?"

Zhao Tong was stunned: "what What is familiar with? "

Lu youyou sneered and looked at her: "you, in July, outside the cruise ship jasmine, master Vincent's concert, did you forget? That's how you look down on us

Xu Lu was surprised. All the pop singers in Shang Dynasty were top-notch. Many senior brothers and sisters in the school would like to cooperate with him.

Wenjo?

Did Fu Nanli arrange it?

The last concert of master Vincent must have been arranged by Fu Nanli.

Xu Lu smile some disdain, rely on men only, Wenqiao, do you need to be so arrogant?

Zhao Tong gritted his teeth: "what cattle are you talking about? Can Shang fan enjoy folk music? And performing with you? "

Lu youyou sneered: "you think it's just like you. You worship foreign things and flatter foreign countries. You hold high and step on low. You have no brain."

"Who do you think has no brain?"

Lu youyou raised his eyebrows: "are you so white? Do you want me to talk straight? You have no brain

"You..."

The backstage door opened and a staff member pointed out: "is Wenqiao here?"

"Here it is."

"Come in and rehearse with Shang fan. Time is tight."

In the eyes of people who couldn't believe it, Wenqiao carried her piano bag and led the three dormitory people into the backstage together.

The girls looking for signatures looked at each other.

"What's the situation?"

"Isn't that the freshman of the folk music department?"

"Yes, how could Shang fan cooperate with them?"

"Do they have any background?"

Xu Lu's face was livid, and Zhao Tong took a long time to react: "depend on a man, what's great about it?"

With that, he took Xu Lu out of the backstage of the gymnasium and sat on the plastic track next to the playground.

Zhao Tong was filled with indignation and indignation: "it depends on men and on Fu Nanli. It must have been arranged by Fu Nanli. What's great about it? She really takes herself seriously when she sells her youth to please rich men for these vanity appearances