Chapter 198

Lin Xiang picks eyebrow: "villain one."

Wenjo: it's not a few days. Let's hurry up and practice

In the evening, when I went to the canteen for dinner, I met Jin Xuan, but I didn't see Zhao Tong. Now Miss Zhao doesn't come to the canteen for dinner, so she opens a small stove outside, so as not to meet a group of bandits.

Jin Xuan and them went to the table with a tray. "Good intentions" said, "now the folk music department is helpless. I advise you to transfer to western music. The school should also encourage you."

Wenqiao a smile: "I just hope that one day folk music fire, you such a traitor don't lick your face to request to return to the folk music department."

Jinxuan a Leng, can't help but look up and down Wenqiao one eye: "the wish is beautiful, the reality is bone feeling, then I wish you, what you want to do."

Lu youyou: "traitor, don't get in the way, dirty our way."

Jin Xuan raised her eyebrows: "don't you think so much about me. In this world, heroes are always judged by their success or failure. Backbone can't be used as food, and self-esteem can't be worth a few dollars. After graduation, you will find that this society is cruel. Our graduates of western music, whether performing or being teachers, are in short supply. However, your Folk Music Department Maybe you can only mix in some unknown small theater where you can enjoy folk music. The audience is sparse. If you perform a performance, the income will not be enough to pay you. Then you will know. What I said today is absolutely painstaking. "

Wenqiao raised eyebrows: "thank you for your trouble. Take care of yourself first. Can you pass the Viola test? Can you graduate successfully? "

Looking at the back of those people, Jin Xuan shakes her head. It's a dead duck. She's hopeless.

On the day before Thanksgiving, they had almost rehearsed. Lu youyou brushed her mobile phone and said, "tomorrow we will go to Wenci Art Center for rehearsal."

Lu youyou is both President and stylist.

"What shall we wear tomorrow?"

"How about cheongsam?" Chunxiao suggested

Lin Xiang gently tut a voice: "I am not used to wearing that kind of wrap."

"Then wear plain clothes."

Lu youyou raised his eyebrows: "aren't you playing with Hanfu? Not even cheongsam? "

"My high school girl friend, in Fukai University, she likes to collect cheongsam, anything."

Fukai university is right next to Yangyin, and the living quarters are together. Chunxiao's best friend soon sent a large bag of cheongsam.

"This neutral style long shirt for Lin Xiang, Youyou, you wear crescent white, I wear peacock green, Qiao Qiao wear this, rouge, how about?"

These cheongsam are extremely well-made, velvet fabric, inlaid with gold thread, a look at the price is not cheap.

On the same day, Wenqiao and Wenqiao took their clothes to Wenci Art Center. There was not only a performance of CCTV, but also a small party with all kinds of programs.

Wenjo's program was arranged in the second one. Obviously, the producers didn't pay much attention to them, so they arranged so far ahead.

When I saw Wenqiao, the director at the end of the party had a bright eye. The girl was very beautiful, but the stage design could be creative: "get a hanging chair for the girl who plays the pipa. The opening light will hit her, which is very attractive."

Dance beauty compared with a OK: "good director."

During the rehearsal, he and Zhuang Yan did not see each other. Wenqiao saw him when he saw a stranger, and there was no wave in his eyes.

All she had in her mind was Fanny.

Will he come?