Seeing Adele's video, Song Qingge was so surprised that for a while, she forgot to answer.

Huang Shuhui seemed afraid that she would not agree, so she said, "Miss Song, Adele's recitals rarely invite guests, and this opportunity is rare." ”

Seeing Song Qingge stunned, Xu Wan was so excited, she had been in the entertainment industry for many years, she clearly knew that this opportunity was coveted by many people, so she quietly touched her elbow, winked at her, and her lips depicted: "Promise, promise." ”

"Of course I do," sharing the stage with a master who has admired for a long time, this is naturally what Song Qingge is praying for, she is a little excited, her fingers crossed, at this moment, she is a little less confident, "It's just...... I haven't been practicing much lately...... Probably ......"

"It's okay, I'll give you the ensemble score later, there is still nearly a month before the Christmas recital, enough for you to practice," Huang Shuhui said again, "Adele will also go to the capital two days before the concert, and you can find an opportunity to run in together." ”

Then, Huang Shuhui took out another contract, "Miss Song, we have all the air tickets and accommodation, but ......," she explained, "Because you are a special guest and a friendly appearance, there is no performance fee." She handed the contract to Qingge, "If it's okay, please sign it." ”

Seeing off Huang Shuhui and Jem, Xu Wan was very excited, hugged Song Qingge, and smiled: "Wow, Qingge, congratulations!" Oh my God, what a rare opportunity to be on the same stage with a world-class master, as long as this time comes, there will definitely be people vying to invite Qingge to play in the future...... So...... Xu Wan smiled.

Song Qingge had a feeling of pushing aside the dark clouds and seeing the sun. also showed a rare smile for many days, yes, it is indeed a good opportunity, this good news from the sky, so that she was shrouded in haze, and the mood that had been closed for a long time was slightly better.

When she looked at the painting in the corner, her heart sank slightly, and she thought of her cello.

She is penniless now, all she eats is Xu Wan's, and she has no money to buy a new piano, so the most important thing now is to get it back quickly.

I just don't know if the piano was thrown away by him.

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The big boss buried himself in dealing with the documents piled up on the desk, and neatly signed his name at the end of the document, which was strong and powerful. At the end of the stack of documents, it was a courier, the recipient was him, but the sender's information was not written, he frowned, what kind of small advertisement was sent from somewhere, Xu Qian sent it in without screening.

When he was about to throw it aside, his eyes fell on his name, the word "Gu" was written very beautifully, very beautiful, exactly the same as the word "Gu" written in the album, his heart rippled slightly, could it be that she sent it?

When he opened it, a card fell out.

He recognized this card, it was the bank card he asked Xu Qian to apply for two days ago.

The big boss frowned, his chest was slightly suffocated, he took the card, slightly distracted, he thought she accepted it, but he never thought that he would send it back to him.

When he was depressed, he found that there was still a piece of paper in the courier, and when he took it out, it was still Juanxiu's handwriting, without a title, and wrote directly,

[My cello is at your house, I need it urgently, please ask Wujing to send it for me, thank you!]

Very polite, very detached, and very simple in a word.

I don't know why, after the big boss saw it, he frowned, this woman, sent back the bank card, asked for the cello, just tell him no?

Also, is she very familiar with Wu Jing? so familiar that she can contact and meet at any time and help deliver things?

The big boss was sullen, leaned back, his hand fell on the armrest of the chair, his index finger unintentionally knocked on the armrest, looked at the handwriting on the paper, frowned, and then called Wu Jing, and said unhappily: "You tell her that what she wants, go back and get it yourself." ”

Wu Jing was confused when he heard this headless sentence, "BOSS, what do you mean?"

The big boss frowned and said sullenly, "She sent me back the bank card." ”

"Really?" Wu Jing understood, but this was also something he expected.

"She said she had something left with me," the big boss frowned, "you call her and ask her to pick it up herself tonight." ”

Wu Jing smiled and deliberately mocked, "Do you want me to be a microphone again?" Big boss, don't you just call her yourself?" This big boss, when did it become so awkward, he didn't want to listen to the left and right.

"I don't have her number. The big boss frowned and said angrily. Thinking that Wu Jing was very familiar with her, his heart was faintly sour.

"Okay, I'll send you her number, what's there, you tell her yourself. Without waiting for him to object, Wu Jing hung up the phone, and then neatly sent Song Qingge's mobile phone number to the big boss.

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The big boss looked at the string of numbers and thought for a long time before sending a text message to her [What you want, go get it yourself.] 】

But she never replied, he pursed his lips, and sent another [When are you going to get it?] After the text message was sent, he kept staring at the phone screen, but she didn't reply to the message for a long time, he was a little lost, would she not know that this was his mobile phone number?

Until he got off work, he didn't receive a reply from her, he frowned, his heart was like a stone in his heart, he couldn't go up or down, and he was very uncomfortable.

In the evening, when the big boss had dinner with Gao Zirui and Wu Jing, he was a little restless, and he would look at his phone every once in a while, but his brows wrinkled even tighter every time he looked at it.

"BOSS, who are you waiting for?" Zirui noticed his abnormality and poured him a glass of wine.

The big boss's face was not very good, he was not happy, he didn't speak, and he took a sip of wine.

"Who is it to show a stinky face? Zirui snorted.

The big boss ignored him.

Wu Jing looked at the big boss, vaguely guessed a few points, and asked tentatively: "Did you call her?"

"Nope. The big boss said lightly.

Seeing the mystery of Wujingshen, Gao Zirui asked, "Who to call?"

"The boss's private affairs," Wu Jing said mysteriously, "has nothing to do with the two of us." ”

"What is a private matter, let's hear about it," Zirui asked with a gossip heart.

Looking at the gossip of the two, the big boss snorted coldly, excused himself to go to the bathroom, and went out of the box to breathe. But he never thought that he saw Song Qingge sitting in the hall of the restaurant, and saw her sitting in the booth with a young man. Tonight, she was wearing a white turtleneck, her hair was tied into a ponytail at random, and she sat quietly, still pitifully thin, and in his eyes, there was an indescribable look.

I don't know what the man said, she smiled shallowly.

Her smile was very shallow, shallow to a flash, but looking at the way she was familiar with that man, the depression and sourness in the heart of the big boss became even stronger and astringent.

Wu Jing didn't know when he came over, and he also saw Song Qingge sitting in the booth, "Isn't that a light song?"

The big boss frowned slightly, pretended not to see it, and strode to the bathroom.

Wu Jing looked at his back, raised his eyebrows, went downstairs, and went over to greet them, "Hey!"

The two men shuddered.

"Just the two of you, why didn't you see Xiao Wan?" Wu Jing asked.

"She called before," Ouyang Yan looked at her phone, "said that there was a traffic jam on the road, it should be almost there." ”

Wu Jing raised his eyebrows, "Really?" and then said, "Qingge, she will come later, you can help me ask her when the things borrowed from me will come." ”

"Good. Song Qingge nodded, and responded to him.

Wu Jing said goodbye, and after leaving, Song Qingge followed a few steps and caught up with him, "Wu Jing." ”

"Something?"

Song Qingge straightened the hair on his ears, his eyes flickered a little, and said, "Where is my cello in him, I want you to help me get it back." ”

"I've been very busy lately, so I may not have time," Wu Jing thought of the big boss's awkward appearance, and immediately refused, seeing her disappointed look, he said again, "The boss is upstairs, why don't you go and talk to him, and go back with him to get it later?"

Uh! Song Qingge's face was sneering, "Forget it, I don't want to see him." "He hates her, and he probably doesn't want to see her!

The big boss happened to come over, and when he heard this, he looked at her slender back, her thin lips were pursed, her eyes were slightly dark, and her face was frighteningly cold. Mo Ming was angry, turned around and entered the box.

In just a few seconds, Wu Jing also returned.

Gao Zirui looked at the two of them, the big boss had an iceberg face that no one could get close to, Wu Jing looked indifferent, and then teased: "One red face, one white face, which are you two going to sing?"

Wu Jing looked at the big boss's arrogant look, "Zirui, guess who I just met?"

Zirui didn't say anything, "Ex-girlfriend with a new boyfriend?"

"you!" Wu Jing sighed, looked at the big boss, and said deliberately, "It's someone else's ex-wife, and that ex-wife's childhood sweetheart, your brother's classmate Ouyang Yan, who works in the provincial party committee and looks very handsome." ”

The ex-wife, Zirui, was slightly stunned, thought about coming over, and saw that the big boss's face was extremely bad, so he added a handful of oil, "You said Ouyang, oh, where are they, I'll go say hello too." ”

"Downstairs. Wu Jing said.

Zirui went out.

The big boss took a sip of wine, felt very sour, and said unhappily: "What's going on with this wine, it tastes weird." ”

After listening to this, Wu Jing took a sip and said, "This wine is fine, it still tastes like that." He deliberately said, "I can smell the air, there is a sour smell." ”

Uh! The big boss frowned and gave him a displeased look.

Wu Jing raised his eyebrows and did not speak.