"It's all for the company, okay, you don't care about this, hurry up and do some Xuanxuan's homework."

After saying that, he walked upstairs, obviously not wanting to talk more.

Zhong Hui is like a great enemy.

Su Yun is undoubtedly good-looking, much better looking than her, and even after more than ten years of hard life, the years have not left many traces on her face, looking younger than her, Kuotai, who went to the beauty salon for maintenance every three or five years, but she is dressed plainly, but if she wears a gorgeous dress, it must be eye-catching.

Men are always like this, house flowers do not have the fragrance of wild flowers.

Will Wen Jianmin look back and remember Su Yun's goodness again?

This is not going to work, this is resolutely not going to work.

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Although Fu Nanli is a little weird now, he said it himself, they are still boyfriend and girlfriend, she can still go to him, Wen Qiao is somewhat relieved.

Back at school, Lu Youyou saw the wound at the corner of her mouth at a glance, and her eyes lit up: "Fu Shao...... It's fierce. ”

Wen Qiao sighed softly: "Go and practice." ”

Lu Youyou stared at her lips: "Tut-tut, like a wolf and a tiger." ”

Wen Qiao covered her mouth: "Go practice, go practice." ”

The fact that Wen Qiao is Mu Yue has been spread on the Internet, and every time she goes out, people passing by will point fingers at her and whisper about whether she is Mu Yue or not.

In the interval between practicing, Lu Youyou and Wen Qiao went to the toilet together, and Lu Youyou said worriedly: "How do I feel that the online remarks are weird." ”

"What's the blame?"

"It stands to reason that if you don't respond, the rumors about you being Muyue should gradually fade out, but the speculation on the Internet has not faded, no matter what hot spots appear on Weibo, some people have always talked about you being Muyue, please, you are an amateur, where will there be so much traffic."

Wen Qiao washed his hands and leaned against the old ivory white sink: "Someone is behind the rhythm. ”

Lu Youyou: "Definitely, Xu Lu." ”

Xu Lu: ......

Wen Qiao frowned slightly: "How dare she?" ”

Lu Youyou said lightly: "Maybe the more frustrated you are, the braver you are." ”

Wincho was noncommittal.

Lu Youyou said again: "Anyway, it's either Xu Lu or Zhao Tong, the two troublemakers, they probably don't know that you are really Mu Yue, they want to give you a personal design, and then slap you in the face, and in turn say that you hyped it yourself." ”

Wincho raised an eyebrow, it was possible.

"You know a lot."

Lu Youyou put his arm around her shoulder: "Please call me the King of Routines." ”

Back in the small hall, Chunxiao showed Wen Qiao his mobile phone: "There were originally thirty-eight people in the folk music department, and twenty-one of them went to Western music, and the school approved it." ”

The folk music, which was already cold, almost suffered a heavy blow.

Lu Youyou was indignant: "Why should the school approve it? Isn't this aiding and abetting the fight against folk music? So who will apply for the Chinese music exam for the college entrance examination next year? ”

Chunxiao also felt aggrieved: "The most depressing thing is that obviously these people were admitted to the ideal university by relying on folk music, but as soon as they entered the university, they kicked away the folk music, they just used the folk music, and finally had to beat a rake and say that the folk music is not good, and those of them are more annoying than those who learn Western music themselves." ”

Lu Youyou gritted his teeth: "The group of traitors represented by Jin Xuan." ”

I swiped my phone, and my face became even more ugly.

"Arrogant, Jin Xuan posted a photo of her and the viola in the group, and someone took a screenshot to show me the circle of friends she posted, saying that after almost a semester of hard work, she finally transferred to the department of her dreams."

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