Chapter 352： Want to have dinner

Chapter 352 I want to make an appointment for dinner

How could Tang Wanru not hear that she was forcibly quibbling, just about to speak.

Wei Ling took the first step to look at Nie Mi and said: "Old Nie, you are also a music maker. You should be aware of this situation where you have written a good song and shared it with your friends. Sometimes it is inevitable that you will accept the other party’s opinion and make it on the notes. Adjusted, but the tune must still be my original tune."

Rounding the city, it is far from the capital city. How many changes have been made to the song is not their final say.

Qiao Nian... Wei Ling thought of this name, her eyes flickering, a pity.

Personally, she admired Qiao Nian very much, but she did not obey the discipline and was unwilling to buy Shen’s account. She did not come to Beijing with them, otherwise she might not count all the credit for the song on Qiao An.

Society is like this. The weak eats the strong. Since Qiao Nian is unwilling to cling to the Shen family, she must help her own people.

It’s just that she’s rather strange that Jiang Xian and Tang Wanru are also here, don’t they know that Qiao An’s second place has something to do with Qiao Nian?

She constricted her eyes in surprise, she already had guesses in her heart.

It seems that the Jiang family really didn’t plan to recognize Qiao Nian well, otherwise Tang Wanru’s mother and daughter wouldn’t even be ignorant of this!

What a pity!

Wei Ling has a more powerful female style than Tang Wanru. She does things simply and neatly, and she asks Nie Mi’s opinion immediately after she finishes talking.

"Lao Nie, do you think you have time?"

One or two of them had to make an appointment for dinner, Nie Mi pinched his eyebrows, knowing what they were thinking, and simply said: "I have no plans to accept disciples, so don't bother."

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Tang Wanru and Jiang Xianrou’s mother and daughter, Wei Ling was also shocked. She was a little embarrassed right away, and said: "Old Nie, you have misunderstood."

Before I finished my words, I heard Nie Mi’s unceremonious voice: "Just think I’ve misunderstood. But if you are trying to get me to accept disciples, you don’t need to. The piano you talk about, I only know the fur, you guys. If you want to find someone to help you watch the piano music, you should go to everyone, not me."

This is a bit straightforward.

Tang Wanru, Wei Ling, and Jiang Xianrou's faces were a little bit awkward.

Tang Wanru said in a little embarrassment: "Lao Nie, you really misunderstood. I just want to invite you to have a meal, and by the way, help Sianrou take a look at the song..."

He originally promised to find time to eat, but now he said, “I will see again when the time comes. I may not have time. If I don’t have time, I will go directly to the nursing home to see Weishang.”

Jiang's face whitened softly and softly.

Go directly to Grandpa, wouldn’t she have no chance.

She wanted to worship Old Nie as a teacher. She also talked to the old man. What did the old man look like at the time, with a smile but a smile. She calmly said to her that old Nie would not accept her, and she was unwilling to open it. This begs.

As long as she can let her father come forward, she will not follow her mom to the imperial palace to block people.

Jiang Xianrou didn't give up, she was outstanding in her own talents. She was a top-notch among the wealth of wealth in Beijing. She bit her tongue and said unwillingly, "Grandpa Nie, your piano skills are also very high. I especially want you to help me see... …"

Nie Mi didn’t give face: “I’m not good at piano. Again, if you are looking for someone to watch piano music, you should look for an expert in this area. I just know a little bit of fur and can’t talk about helping others.”

After he finished speaking, the phone rang.

Jiang Xianrou saw his expression a little slow, looked down at the phone, and didn't know who had sent him a message, he said hurriedly: "That's it, I have something to do, let's leave."

(End of this chapter)