Chapter 442
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
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Chapter 442: Huaxu Yin theater
Translator: 5496903
Every time âChi moâ was mentioned in the statistics video, accompanied by the heart-stirring Victoriaâs background music,âChi Moâsâ stats would skyrocket and the bullet screen would be filled with âChi moâ!
When she returned to her dormitory, she opened the box. Chun Xiao was right. A shiny gold medal for a small Golden TV, a million fans reward unique to B site, had really been sent to her.
âThe speed at which youâre gaining fans is going to break the record,â Lu Youyou said, turning into a crazy fangirl.
The number of fans on B site was almost non-existent. A million fans was a million fans, it was very realistic.
Chun Xiao swiped his phone and said, â the up master of the eating live streaming, the two big bosses of the animation and animation sections, and the big bosses of the supernatural and animal sections. The rate at which theyâre gaining fans is about the same as Qiao Qiaoâs. By the end of this year, Qiao Qiao will probably become one of the top 100 up Masters. Congratulations on spreading the flowers.
Lin Xiang shrugged. I didnât expect Wen Qiao to be the first person in our dorm to become a million-dollar internet celebrity.
âYouâll be there soon too.â
Lin Xiang: â now, Iâll have to invite Wen Qiao to my channel to be a guest and help me promote it.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âYou have to call me dad,â said Wen Qiao.
did you call me âdadâ when I helped you with the promotion? â Lin Xiang narrowed her eyes.
Wen Qiao shrugged. thatâs because you donât have any requests. If you do, I might even be able to call you âdadâ.
âI think youâre just lacking in the beating of society,â Lin Xiang said.
âThen letâs see if you can beat me.â Wen Qiao rolled up her sleeves.
In the end, Lin Xiang called Wen Qiao âdaddyâ in humiliation.
be good, â Wen Qiao patted her head. Iâll help you with the promotion tonight.
Lu Youyou smugly said,âeh?â Qiao Qiao calls me father and you call her father. Then, who am I to you?â
âWho do you think I am to you?â Lin Xiang rubbed her hands together.
She couldnât defeat Wen Qiao, but she couldnât defeat Lu Youyou?
âYouâre my classmate, my dear classmate. Keep your fist away,â Lu Youyou immediately admitted defeat.
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When they went to the folk music Building to practice, Dong Yao sat beside Wen Qiao. âIâve investigated the matter you asked me to.â
Lu Youyou came over. check what? What did you check?â
Iâll ask Dong Yao to help me check the disabled band that donated to us before.
She felt uneasy after receiving favors from others, and she always wanted to do something for them.
âDong Yao, what did you find out?â Lu Youyou asked again.
âThe man with the artificial limbs is the captain. Everyone calls him brother Shan. He has a folk music band called the mountain Sea Band, Wuwu.â
mountain Sea Band? â Wen Qiao muttered to herself. What a romantic name.
there are six people in the band, and they are all disabled to varying degrees. They usually perform on the streets of small towns on the suburbs of Haicheng or in the surrounding cities. Their income is unstable. At most, they can earn five to six thousand a month, and at times, they can earn very little.
Wen Qiao clenched her fists. At most, there were only five to six thousand, and they had a total of six people, barely passing the day.
In such a difficult situation, he still wanted to donate money to them. It must be because of his sincere love for folk music.
The grace of a drop of water should be returned with a spring.
Wen Qiao did a search on the internet and saw a few small theaters for transfer. She made a comparison and found the owner of Huaxu Yin theater, which was not far from the Turandot concert hall.
A few days ago, she composed a few more songs and sold them to brother Hao. In addition, she asked the club members for their opinion to use part of the income from the previous tasks to buy the small theater. All the members agreed.
Hence, Wen Qiao bought Huaxu Yin theater at a reasonable price.