I'm not sure if he will come tonight.

That night, she asked him whether he would come or not, and he said, "let's talk about it." maybe he won't come.

Wenjo's mood was a little low. He went to the beverage vending machine on the first floor of the Art Center, bought a bottle of coffee, twisted it off and took a sip, looking outside. The Wutong Art Center is on the street in

. The leaves of the parasol tree fall almost. The asphalt road is clean and tidy, the roads are narrow, and sometimes there are vehicles passing by.

Zhuang Yan stood on the second floor, holding the railing, looking at the people downstairs.

Obviously, she's waiting for someone.

Who are you waiting for? Naturally, he knew that he was the eldest young master of the Fu family. He could not help adding some obstacles to his mind.

If he had accepted wenjo, what would have happened to Fu Nanli?

She gave him all the pain he had inflicted on him.

He felt that he was really a very awkward person. On the one hand, he liked her, but on the other hand, he couldn't put down his self-esteem and pursued her instead.

He is a man who is used to the wind and water, he has never tasted the taste of failure, Wenqiao has a boyfriend, he seems to see no chance of winning.

He won't do anything that has no chance of winning.

But I'm not willing to.

So, day after day, he suffered in his own cage. The only one who suffered was himself.

Wenjo stood at the gate, the audience was gradually entering, and her heart would jump with every one who came in.

Lu youyou's voice came: "Qiao Qiao, change clothes quickly, the performance is about to start."

Wenqiao is taken backstage by Lu Youyou, and changes into a dark rouge red velvet cheongsam. Hong Kong Style beauties appear on the paper. The dim and beautiful celebrities of the Republic of China in the old days are so dazzling that people can't move their eyes.

Lu youyou and Chunxiao embrace Wenqiao one by one: "Lin Xiang, help us take photos."

Lin Xiang helpless: "really can't stand you."

After the group photo finished, Lu youyou still did not give up: "my Joe, you are really beautiful to cry for me."

Wenjo rubbed her face: "you are beautiful, too."

"Compared with you, my beauty is just like the glow of fireflies. I dare not compare with the light of the sun and the moon."

Wenqiao helpless smile: "each has its own characteristics."

They 502 dormitory, four girls, appearance is good.

In the hall on the first floor, Jin Xuan and Zhao Tong went into the performance hall with two reporters. Jin Xuan whispered: "there are 12 programs today. After each program, there will be an interactive link with the audience. It is very short, five minutes. We have arranged the staff to give you the microphone. You can go straight in and ask Wenqiao whether he is moyue or not Take it. "

The male reporter compared an OK gesture: "no problem."

Zhao Tong has hooked the corner of his mouth, and he will come to beat the dog tonight.

When the performance officially began, Lin Xiang stood on the high platform, Wen Qiao was sitting in the hanging chair hanging in the air, while Chunxiao and Lu youyou were sitting and standing one by one.

The headlights were on, and a spotlight was on wenjo.

"Ambush on all sides" was originally an exciting piece of Pipa music. As soon as the light was on, wenjo began to play with the strings.

It is said that Pipa is the only instrument that can play the momentum of gold and iron horse. Wenqiao played a few syllables, and the chilling and chilling momentum immediately spread throughout the concert hall, and the audience felt goose bumps.

Fu Nanli sat in the last row, staring at the girl in ochre red cheongsam hanging in the air.

It's his girl.

His eyes are a little complicated.