Chapter 3075： You won't be called by that name anymore, your name is Yuan Dai

Chapter 3075 You won’t be called by that name anymore, your name is Yuan Dai

Zhou Zheng saw that he didn't look like he wanted to forget it, and he didn't want to be burdened or lose this backer, so he was anxious about how to persuade him.

Nie Qixing pulled the woman from the corner over.

The woman fell down on his lap with a cry of surprise, her shoulders were shaking violently with fright, her eyelashes were filled with tears, she was so charming.

Nie Qixing rudely raised her chin, admiring that face, from top to bottom, wishing to examine every inch carefully.

Women have exquisite facial features and bright looks...

In terms of appearance, it does look six points similar to the person he is looking for, and occasionally one or two angles can even reach seven or eight points.

He stared at the woman's face, and his tone still sounded so gentle: "What's your name?"

The woman imprisoned in his arms seemed to be forced to calm down, not daring to look at him, bit her lips and whispered a name.

Nie Qixing didn't listen at all, it seemed that he was just asking casually, and said domineeringly, "You won't be called by that name in the future."

The woman raised her head and looked at him without understanding.

Nie Qixing followed the contour of her cheek with his fingertips and touched her cheek cherishingly, as if looking at someone he loved deeply: "Your name is Yuan Dai."

Qingshan is like me, and Yuandai is slim.

Zhou Zheng saw that he didn't seem to be entangled with Qiao Nian's affairs anymore, so he got up tactfully, and smiled at the man on the sofa: "Young Master Qi, I still have something to do, so I'll go out first."

He didn't wait for Nie Qixing's answer, he left the box in a hurry, and closed the door when he went out, leaving a space for the two of them to get along alone.

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the next day.

Qiao Nian went to Tsinghua University to find Nie Mi, and gave him a test of the effect of the arrangement in person in the big music classroom.

The girl is still dressed in a simple way, revealing the unrestrained and unrestrained nature in her bones. She plucks the strings of the harp with her ten fingers, as if she is galloping like a gold and iron horse.

A piece of music was played by her majesticly, whether it is in the skill of konghou or in the rhythm of the arrangement, it is perfect and impeccable!

As soon as the song was over, Qiao Nian put the harp back to its original position, got up and went to the old man who was listening, and asked him, "How is it? Can it be used?"

Nie Mi was fascinated by listening to it, and now he came out of the song just now, his eyes sparkled, and he said in a regretful tone: "I heard from the principal that you still have to suspend school for half a year?"

Qiao Nian lowered his head and untied the bandage on his finger to prevent scratches, and answered him casually after hearing the words: "Almost, if it goes well, I can solve that matter in half a year. If it doesn't go well, I may have to take another half year's leave. "

She didn't want to delay too long.

According to her prediction, it is best to solve the matter at hand within a year.

Nie Mi didn't know what she was talking about. She probably knew that it had something to do with her mother, so she didn't ask any further. She got up and asked her, "When are you leaving?"

"Just these two days." Qiao Nian had already taken off the bandage wrapped around her finger, and threw all the used thin bandages into the trash can.

Nie Mi saw that she pulled down her peaked cap to cover her eyes again, and nodded, before answering her first question: "This song is fine, I have submitted it."

"That's right." Nie Mi said with a smile: "Because of you, traditional music has recruited dozens more students this year, and everyone is working hard to train them. I'm looking to see if there are any potential children. If I can find a few I will cultivate potential students first. In the future, I will let people outside see that our traditional harp is no worse than the cello!"

Qiao Nian took his things, put the phone in his pocket, turned back and said to him, "Then I'll be leaving first."

(end of this chapter)