Chapter 175
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
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Chapter 175: Commonly known as a traitor
Translator: 549690339
The school would send a few programs to perform at the Wen CI art Center for Thanksgiving, and there would be a lot of media outlets there.
If they could perform in that concert, it would obviously promote folk music. Wen Qiao and the others signed up and the four of them performed together.
Lu Youyou was worried. I heard that there are only three spots. Zhuang Yan will definitely take one. Thereâs a senior in the second year who plays the piano very well and has a good relationship with the school. Then thereâs only one spot left. Xu Luâs nose is injured, so she canât do anything, but Zhao Tong can still do it. She has connections, and her cousin, Liang Chen, is the president of the Student Union. Qiaoqiao, Iâm afraid we donât have much hope.
Wen Qiao played a part of the âambush from all sidesâ, and then she quickly stopped, â compared to Zhao Tong, we are much stronger. I hope the school will be fair.
Lu Youyou didnât have much hope. an ivory tower isnât necessarily fair.
Zhao Tong had full confidence in herself. Lulu was injured and couldnât go on stage. This opportunity would definitely fall into her hands. After all, she had a violin, a piano, and a cello. They could show the elegance of Central Conservatory of Music.
When he found out that Wen Qiao and the others had also signed up for their small club, he couldnât help but scoff, â âYouâre really delusional,â
Wen Qiao didnât think that she was delusional. This was called having confidence in her own strength.
Lin Xiang had his own opinion, â Letâs Play Two songs. One is âLiang Zhuâ, a national song thatâs familiar to the ears. Then, weâll play a more difficult ten-sided ambush. Itâs fast and difficult, which will highlight our level. What do you think? â
âIâm fine with it,â Wen Qiao replied.
âI agree.â Lu Youyou said.
âI have a suggestion,â Chun Xiao said.
Both of these songs were excellent, and they could easily catch the attention of others at the first moment. If he successfully got a chance to perform this time, he would definitely throw out a pair of Kingâs bombs.
The school conducted a selection.
Backstage, Wen Qiao and the others met Zhao Tong on a narrow road. Zhao Tong was someone who would never remember. She was probably a goldfish and only had a few seconds of memory. When they met, she would always be showing off.
Wen Qiaoâs ears were getting calluses from hearing all this.
As usual, Zhao Tong said some harsh words. Lu Youyou sneered, â âWeâll treat whatever you say as farts. Stop talking, youâre polluting the air.â
Zhao Tong,âyouâre so silly.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âI what?â
âYouâre really uncouth.â
thereâs something even more vulgar, â Wen Qiao said coldly with both hands in her pockets. do you want to take a look? â
Zhao Tong and her beautiful sisters were stubborn and unyielding, but Wen Qiao couldnât be bothered with them.
Wen Qiao, youâre disgracing the Folk Music Department. Thatâs why we wanted to change departments.
A fan behind Zhao Tong also had a very intimidating aura.
Wen Qiao tilted her head and asked Lu Youyou nonchalantly.
âWho is it?â
The all-knowing scholar Lu Youyou snorted coldly and said, â Jin Xuan, weâre learning the erhu in the Folk Music Department. After school started, we spared no effort to please Zhao Tong and wanted to switch to Western music. Weâre also known as traitors.
âWho are you calling a traitor?â Jin Xuan gritted her teeth. âHumans strive to climb higher, but water flows lower. Do you know that?â In the future, donât say that Iâm studying the erhu. The school has already approved my application to transfer departments, so Iâll be in the violin department from now on. â
Lu Youyou whispered, â there are many such people. We recruited 38 at the start of the school term, and it seems that more than 20 of them have applied to transfer departments. The four-eyed boy behind us was originally from the same sect as Chun Xiao, but he has now transferred to the Western music little military drum.
Wen Qiao shook her head. Even her classmates who studied folk music did not support it. Their situation could be described as âisolated and helplessâ.