Chapter 145

Song Hao has always respected her and cherished her talent.

And asked wenjo to give his opinion.

Wenqiao listened to feel very good, song Hao that side means, these two songs, Shang fan all want, plan to launch on Christmas Eve, Christmas limited EP.

Wenqiao eyebrows, a year out of a record, but also an EP, top stream is worthy of top stream.

A pair of feet suddenly appeared in the mottled and dilapidated door. Lu Youlong jumped up and welcomed him: "are you interested in our folk music club, classmate?"

The other three also turned their eyes.

Wenjo took off her headphones and looked at the boy standing at the door.

The boy is less than 180. He is wearing a black hooded sweater with a cap on the outside. Under the cap are black overalls and black canvas shoes. The rain has soaked the upper of the shoe. There are also drops on his eyebrows. He is a beautiful boy with delicate appearance and soft shade.

"Which department are you from? What's your name? Are you interested in our folk music club

"Dong Yao, from the violin department."

Lu youyou's hopeful face suddenly cooled down.

Without answering, Wenqiao asked, "do you want to join our folk music club?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

Dong Yao frowned slightly: "what, why?"

Lu youyou inserted his waist: "it's a bit strange that you choose our folk music club to join the three popular violin departments in western music."

"Take it or not?"

Lu youyou was just about to say, "no, you are welcome to join us."

Lu youyou

Dong Yao looked at Lu Youyou: "who is the president, who has the final say?"

Lu has the final say: "I am the president, I have the smallest thing to say, and we has the final say in Jo Jo."

Dong Yao said, "Oh, anything else?"

"It's all right for the time being."

The boy came quietly and left quietly, like a shadow.

"Joe, do you know who he is? You take him? "

Wenjo peeled a sugar and put it into his mouth: "who is he?"

"Dong Yao is a young master of the Dong family. His family is engaged in antique business. His grandfather is proficient in ancient medicine. His mother is also a forensic doctor. I heard that his hobby is anatomy. He wanted to be admitted to medical school. However, the elders of his family thought that learning music was elegant and forced him to read the central voice. This young master was gloomy and lonely, belonging to the kind that no one took him to play with. We took him in and didn't help at all It's possible to be ridiculed. "

Wenqiao tongue against mango flavor candy, jaw head: "well, good harvest."

Lu youyou:?

Wen Qiao looked at Lin Xiang and Chunxiao: "are you against it?"

They shrugged: "no objection."

It's just people. They don't pick.

The second came a girl with a navel dress, a small leather skirt, knee high boots, a high ponytail, smoked makeup, big round earrings, and chewing gum.

Lu youyou helps her forehead. Can I have a little more normal, my mother.

The girl brushed the wet rain on her shoulder and blew a big bubble. It snapped. The bubble burst, and the gum was on her lips. She stretched out her tongue and put away the gum. She said lazily, "I hear that it's receiving people here."

"What's your name, classmate?" Lu youyou said weakly

"Yu Shu, from the piano department."

"Our temple is too small to accommodate your piano Buddha."

"I think you're nice and easy-going. I like it."

Wenqiao clapped: "OK, yo yo, take her."

Lu youyou lingered and gasped: "why did you condescend to join our small broken society when you were the first Department of piano?"