Wen Qiao smiled and touched his face, "It's that I didn't think about it enough, anyway, you're quite busy, we are also a small-scale performance, and relatives and friends don't have tickets, otherwise ......"

Breathing tightly, the man's breath pressed against her lips, "I'm treated the same as your relatives and friends, isn't it?" ”

Wen Qiao leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window glass and pursed his lips, "Otherwise, you will go backstage and watch us perform in the side curtain, huh?" ”

The man's rough fingertips grinded against her neck: "I watch my girlfriend's performance, I need to stand on the side curtain to watch?" ”

Wen Qiao forced himself to coax people in the most tender voice, "You just think it's a VIP seat, huh?" You are the most special audience, and of course you have to stand in the most special position. ”

On April 26, it was a rare sunny day before the rainy season of Huangmei.

Master Fu stood on the side of the stage, looking at the man beside him, his face was very blue.

Shang Fan didn't know it yet, so he wanted to shake hands with him: "Mr. Fu, it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

Fu Nanli put one hand in his pocket, and only nodded coldly, which was regarded as a greeting.

Backstage, Wen Qiao was so nervous that his legs trembled.

Not because she was going to perform on stage, but because Shang Fan came, the most special audience seat she promised - the side curtain of the stage, now there is not only Fu Nanli standing alone, Fu Nanli will inevitably settle accounts with her afterwards.

It's terrible.

What's even worse is that Zhuang Yan also came, and he was also a guest performer.

Wen Qiao pressed his temples gloomily: "Lu Youyou!" ”

"Jojo." Lu Youyou smiled very weakly.

"You explain to me why Zhuang Yan is a guest performer, I don't know."

Lu Youyou said humbly: "This performance is a combination of folk music and Western music, haven't you always wanted to promote the integration of Chinese and Western music?" I let Song Yu participate, thinking that the piano is there, and a violin, then Zhuang Yan must be the best choice, Qiaoqiao, I am all for our performance. ”

Where is Wen Qiao willing to be fierce?

I could only whisper helplessly: "You should have told me earlier, Fu Nanli still didn't know that I was going to perform with Zhuang Yan for a while, aren't you doing something?" ”

Lu Youyou: "I'll go to Fu Shao to kowtow in front of me in a while to apologize." ”

Wen Qiao's temples hurt badly, Lu Youyou apologized for having a fart, and it wasn't she who was unlucky in the end?

Zhuang Yan carried the violin into the backstage.

When he saw Zhuang Yan again, Wen Qiao's heart stopped, after all, liking this boy was already a matter of his previous life, it was like a dream.

Zhuang Yan apologized to her in front of many people, and now she can get along with him without any guilt, just like an ordinary friend.

But Zhuang Yan couldn't treat her as an ordinary friend, and his eyes were still hot when he looked at Wen Qiao.

Everyone was invited, and it was impossible for Wen Qiao to let people go willfully.

It's all for folk music, and Youyou is also well-intentioned, she looked at Zhuang Yan with a smile: "Then let's rehearse it first." ”

Wen Qiao's makeup and hair have been done, wearing an ochre-red pan-button Hanfu dress, a jade-colored hairpin inserted in her braided hair, a tear mole at the end of her right eye, and a watery light on the tip of her eye.

Zhuang Yan's eyes were a little dull.

Such a girl once chased after him and said that he liked him, that he was the biggest fool in the world, and that he pushed her away with his own hands, and humiliated her with so many people.

At that time, the girl should have lived a very difficult life.

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