Zhao Tong and Jin Xuan were dumbfounded, Wen Qiao is so bold, she is not afraid of Haimao hitting her in the face? It's even more ugly then.

But that's fine, it's more refreshing to slap your face in this way.

Xu Lu's heart sank completely.

Zhao Tong is too stupid, really stupid.

Fu Nanli, who was in the last row, looked at the people on the stage, and Fu Cheng said softly on the side: "Mu Yue, a hot composer on the Internet, has composed a tune for the popular singer Shang Fan, and the song is very popular. ”

Fu Nanli's expression was heavy, and he replied lightly: "Well, let's go." ”

Her show was over, and he didn't want her to know he had come to see it.

Fu Cheng was surprised: "Just leave?" Don't you go backstage to send a flower to Xiao Wen or something? ”

"No need, let's go."

The male reporter was still asking: "Are you sure you are Mu Yue?" ”

Wen Qiao was domineering: "Don't you believe that I am Mu Yue?" ”

The male reporter sneered: "How come? How so? ”

The news was immediately exposed on the Internet, and by the time Wen Qiao and the others changed their clothes and were about to leave Ciwen, a group of media were already stationed outside.

There was some chaos in the background, and the staff was worried: "Xiao Wen, there are many reporters outside." ”

Wen Qiao smiled: "It's okay, you still have a show behind, don't worry about us, let's go out by ourselves." ”

There was a little loss in my heart, because Fu Nanli didn't come to see her performance.

Won everyone's applause, but he was the only one.

She couldn't be happier.

Lu Youyou has a posture of 'one husband is the key to ten thousand people': "They dare to embarrass you, I'm not done with them!" ”

Chunxiao and Lin Xiang also changed into coats, gathered around Wen Qiao, and walked out.

Lin Xiang: "I really didn't expect you to be Mu Yue." ”

Chunxiao starry eyes: "Qiaoqiao, I worship you more and more, you are my goddess." ”

Zhuang Yan instinctively followed behind them, and heard that a group of media were stationed at the front and back doors, she went out rashly, it was difficult to get out of trouble, and he wanted to help her.

walked to the side door, but someone suddenly grabbed his arm, and turned his head, it was Xu Lu wearing a mask.

There is gauze exposed on the bridge of her nose, and now Xu Lu always dare not face Zhuang Yan, feeling that she is ugly and funny, and all this was brought to her by Wen Qiao.

"Zhuang Yan, you're going to perform in a while, where are you going?"

Zhuang Yan's expression was gloomy: "You are too lenient." ”

"I don't want to care about you, you have to consider the reputation of the school, many of the people who came to see the show today are big names in the classical music and symphony world, you can't be willful."

Zhuang Yan gritted his teeth: "I'm just going out to see her off." ”

"Do you know how long you have to be entangled? There were a lot of people out there. ”

While the two were talking, Wen Qiao and the others had already left the gate, and reporters who were stopped outside by the security guards swarmed in, and the flashing lights came one after another.

Some people are born with a luxury of becoming famous.

Wen Qiao didn't, really didn't, she just wanted to make money, become a behind-the-scenes boss, her private life was overly focused, she didn't have this hobby.

Lin Xiang and Lu Youyou protected her one by one, and reached out to push the cameras that were slapping into their faces: "Sorry, don't shoot, don't shoot." ”

Wen Qiao also painted the retro makeup of the Republic of China on her face, these photographers are addicted to taking pictures, 360 degrees without dead ends, and even forgot to ask her if she is Mu Yue in an instant.

Chunxiao was short and followed behind, with nothing to contribute, so he could only pull his throat: "Can you please let me go?" ”

The media, which had been gathered at the back door, also heard the news, and dozens of people blocked the road to death.

There were two black cars parked across the street, and Fu Nanli sat in the back seat with a solemn expression, and finally got out of the car.

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