Chapter 197

"It's all for the company. All right, don't worry about these things and pay close attention to Xuanxuan's homework."

With that, he walked upstairs, obviously not wanting to talk more.

Zhong Hui is as close to the enemy as possible.

Su Yun is undoubtedly good-looking, much better than her, and even after more than ten years of hard life, the years did not leave much trace on her face. It seems that she is even younger than the one who goes to the beauty salon for maintenance every three or five times. She is only dressed in plain clothes, but she is certainly dazzling.

Men are always like this, family flowers do not have the fragrance of wild flowers.

Will Wen Jianmin look back and think of Su Yun's good?

This can't be done. This is absolutely not possible.

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although Fu Nanli is a little strange now, he has said that they are still male and female friends, and she can still go to him. Wenqiao is more or less relieved.

Back at school, Lu youyou saw the wound on the corner of her mouth, and his eyes were full of light: "Fu Shao It's fierce. "

Wenqiao softly tut: "go to practice."

Lu youyou stares at her lips: "tut Tut, like a wolf like a tiger."

Wenqiao put a hand over her mouth: "to practice, to practice."

On the Internet about Wenqiao is the moon of this matter, has been widely spread, every time go out, the people around her will point to her, whisper whether she is mu Yue.

Lu youyou and Wenqiao go to the toilet together during the piano practice. Lu youyou worries: "how can I feel that online speech is strange."

"What's so strange?"

"According to the truth, if you don't respond, the rumor that you are moyue will fade out gradually, but the speculation on the Internet is not weak. No matter what hot spots appear on the microblog, some people always like to say that you are moyue. Please, you are a plain person, where there will be so much traffic."

Wenjo washed his hands and leaned against the old Ivory table: "there's a rhythm behind."

Lu youyou: "sure, Xu Lu."

Xu Lu

Wenqiao frowned slightly: "does she dare?"

Lu youyou light ah: "maybe the more frustrated, the more brave."

Wenjo did not agree.

Lu youyou also said: "either Xu Lu or Zhao Tong, who are good at things, probably don't know that you really admire the moon. They want to give you a piece of personal equipment, and then hit you in the face. On the contrary, it's your own hype."

It's possible for wenjo to raise eyebrows.

"You know a lot."

Lu youyou took her shoulder: "please call me routine king."

Back in the small hall, Chunxiao showed his mobile phone to Wenqiao: "there were 38 people in the folk music department, but they transferred 21 to western music. The school approved it."

People's music, which had been neglected, was almost devastated.

Lu youyou was filled with indignation: "why should the school approve? Isn't it helping the tyranny to crack down on folk music? Who will apply for folk music in the next year's college entrance examination

Chunxiao also felt aggrieved: "the most depressing thing is that these people have been admitted to the ideal university by folk music, but once they enter the University, they kick out the folk music. They just make use of folk music, and finally they have to say that folk music is not good. They are more annoying than those who study western music."

Lu youyou gnashing his teeth: "the traitors represented by Jin Xuan."

Brush the mobile phone, facial expression is more ugly.

"Arrogant, Jin Xuan sent a picture of her and Viola in the group, and someone took a screenshot to show me her circle of friends. She said that after nearly a semester's hard work, she finally turned to the Department she wanted."