Chapter 103
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
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Chapter 103: It must be Fu Nanliâs arrangement
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Just as the school board was in a terrible fix, they received a request from Shang fan to invite the girls from the Folk Music Department to perform together.
Originally, the Chairman of the Board of Directors had planned to announce that he would not be recruiting students from the Folk Music Department next year, but when Shang fanâs invitation was sent out, the notice was also suppressed.
On the afternoon of the freshmen welcoming party, Wen Qiao carried her violin case and waved her little hand. Shang fan has already arrived at the stadium. Letâs go over and rehearse with him. Bring your own instruments.
The three of them were still skeptical. Shang fan? heâs so popular. Would he agree to perform with us? â
âYouâll know when you get there.â
At the backstage of the stadium, Zhao Tong hugged Xu Lu and sighed, â forget it, forget it. After all, Shang fan is so popular. Heâs the companyâs money tree. If he doesnât agree, his boss canât do anything to him. Letâs just be the audience tonight.
Xu Lu forced a smile. She had already fantasized about being in the limelight as soon as she entered the school, but Shang fanâs stand was too firm.
There was a burst of laughter behind him.
the performers on the heavenly bridge are here. Please make way. Why isnât there an erhu? itâs lacking a soul.
Xu Lu turned her head and saw the four girls from Wen Qiaoâs dormitory standing at the backstage entrance with their own musical instruments. The girl in the Han Chinese costume had a drum on her back, which looked funny and ridiculous.
âMove.â Wen Qiao looked coldly at the two people standing at the door.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Zhao Tong crossed her arms and looked at her with contempt,âWhy are you guys here?â
âZhao Tong, donât you find this scene familiar?â Wen Qiao tightened the strap of her violin case.
âWhat familiar?â Zhao Tong was stunned.
Lu Youyou looked at her with a sneer. noble people tend to forget things. Did you forget master Vincentâs concert outside the jasmine Cruise in July? â Youâre also disdainful of us.â
Xu Lu was shocked. Shang fan was a popular singer, and a top one at that. There were probably many senior brothers and sisters in the school who wanted to work with him.
Wen Qiao?
Could it be Fu Nanliâs arrangement?
Master Vincentâs concert must have been arranged by Fu Nanli as well.
The smile on Xu Luâs lips was a little disdainful.âYouâre just relying on a man. Wen Qiao, do you have to be so arrogant?â
Zhao Tong gritted her teeth,âwhat are you guys bragging about?â Would Shang fan be interested in folk music? And perform with you?â
Lu Youyou laughed coldly. do you think everyone is like you? worshiping the foreign and trampling on the weak? youâre brainless.
âWho are you calling brainless?â
Lu Youyou raised her eyebrows,âyouâve already made it so clear? Do you still want me to be direct? Youâre the one without a brain.â
âYouâre so silly!â
The backstage door opened, and a staff member poked his head out. âHas Wen Qiao arrived?â
âWeâre here.â
come in quickly and rehearse with Shang fan. Time is running out.
Under everyoneâs incredulous gazes, Wen Qiao carried her violin case and led the three of them backstage.
The girls who were asking for autographs looked at each other.
âWhatâs the situation?â
isnât that a new student from the Folk Music Department? â
âYeah, how could Shang fan work with them?â
do they have any background? â
Xu Luâs face turned green, and Zhao Tong took a long time to react. âWhatâs the big deal about relying on men?â
After that, he pulled Xu Lu out of the backstage of the stadium and sat on the plastic track next to the sports field.
Zhao Zhu was filled with righteous indignation. she relied on men. She relied on Fu Nanli. It must have been arranged by Fu Nanli. Whatâs the big deal? â She sold her youth to please rich men in exchange for this vain appearance. She really thinks sheâs something.â