Chapter 52 - Her Face Is Swollen Like a Pigs Head
The Wife I Picked Up Is Too Fierce
On the other end of the line, when she saw the emotionless message from the Siren, her manager immediately replied, âIâm sorry!â Then, she apologized again for a long time before Feng Qing switched off her phone.
Now, the name Siren has already become a legend on the âSing whenever you wantâ platform. With her own strength, the app âSing whenever you wantâ brought about a huge traffic, and it had even broken the record for the platformâs gifts for the past ten years.
The manager of âSing whenever you wantâ hoped the Siren would show her face, but every time she suggested it, she was rejected.
Feng Qing continued to write her own score. When the class was about to end, the old professor said, âI asked you all to write songs in class today for your own good. Iâm sure you all know who Li Shaoqun is, right? Heâs a famous singer and a great singer.â
The students were all excited when they heard Li Shaoqun.
âWho doesnât know Li Shaoqun? Heâs an absolute idol!â
âI even bought his new album. Iâve been to his concerts beforeâ¦â
The old professor continued, âLi Shaoqun is about to release a new album, but he hasnât found a composer he likes. Their company is collaborating with our music school and wants to give it a try.
âTheyâre not only looking for music scores, but they also want to dig up new singers and instrumentalists. You have to know that thereâs no place more suitable than our school. Besides, their company is also jointly holding the school audition of the Capital University with the major television stations and video websites. So, students, this is your chance.â
After the old professor finished speaking, the students in the classroom erupted. Who didnât want to take another step forward from their dream?
Tang Pan heard the discussions and said, âI remember that Jianing wrote a song score for Li Shaoqun, she had written the prelude for Li Shaoqunâs âYour Voiceâ album.â
The students instantly looked at Feng Jianing in admiration.
At this moment, Feng Jianing was wearing a mask and even a hat. She looked at Tang Pan with hatred in her eyes.?Why did this b*tch want to attract the attention of her classmates at this time??Her entire face was swollen like a pigâs head and there were scratches on her face. How could she face anyone?
On that weekend, the guests didnât know her true identity because it was dark, and her entire face was rubbed against the ground badly. But when she was caught by the Gu familyâs bodyguards, she honestly told them that she was thrown out by the Ninth Master. Otherwise, she was afraid that she would be killed by the Gu family after she had escaped Ninth Masterâs clutches.
The Gu familyâs bodyguards immediately informed the Gu familyâs First master, who also found a doctor for her. The Gu familyâs First master thought that Xie Jiuhan was warning him by throwing the woman out. So, he gave Feng Jianing a hush money, because he didnât want her to say this out loud and ruin the Gu familyâs reputation.
Actually, even if the Gu familyâs First master didnât give her money, Feng Jianing wouldnât have said anything. She ended up in a sorry state and almost died. Was she crazy to tell others? She was even more ashamed to see her parents and Cao Beining. That night, after quietly leaving the Gu family, she stayed in a hotel alone for the night.
She told the person beside her that her face was swollen because she was allergic to seafood.
âWow⦠Jianing, youâre so amazing.â
âThen you have to write a good song this time. Youâll definitely be chosen.â
âThatâs right. I think you have the ability to enter the audition. You can definitely do it.â
The surrounding students were all envious.
Feng Jianing could only brace herself and cover her face. She said modestly, âIâm just lucky.â As she spoke, Feng Jianingâs eyes darkened. She had actually sent Li Shaoqun her original composition after, but they were not selected. Li Shaoqun even emailed her to ask if she was the one who wrote the first song. Feng Jianing was afraid that she would be exposed, so she didnât send any songs to Li Shaoqun again.
Thinking of this, Feng Jianing looked at Feng Qing, who was in the last row.?She seemed to be writing something??Feng Jianing clenched her fists, her eyes dark.
If Feng Qing handed in the song and was chosenâ¦
No, she couldnât let that happen.
The bell rang. Feng Qing crushed up the paper she had written and threw them into the trash can, hitting them accurately.
Gu Qingye looked at Feng Qingâs actions and had a new understanding of the little blind girlâs ability.
âQingqing, you wrote very well. Why did you throw it away?â When Xu Mingqian saw this, he felt that it was a pity.
Feng Qing shook her head. âThere are too many flaws.â
âThen what will you hand in later?â
As he spoke, Xu Mingqian handed the one he had written to Feng Qing. âUse mine, Iâll write another one.â
Feng Qing said, âForget it, my handwriting is different from yours.â
Xu Mingqian still remembered what the professor had said. He didnât expect Feng Qing to pick up a piece of blank paper and hand it to the professor. The professor shook his head helplessly and didnât make things difficult for Feng Qing.
The old professor did not expect this girl with blind eyes to write any notes.