Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me

Chapter 143 Let him be alone

Wen Mo was holding a plate of cantaloupe cut into small pieces, and was going to Wen Qiao's room, but Wen Chi held him back: "What are you doing?"

Wen was ignorant, and pointed to Wen Qiao's room door.

"Brother-in-law certainly doesn't want us to disturb them. Put it here, he will come out to eat if he is thirsty.

Wen Mo has always been immersed in his own world. He is incomprehensible, but Wen Chi knows a lot better than him. Moreover, he has often received confession from female classmates at school, but he has no interest in this aspect at present. He just wants to enter the club. , Stand on the international podium and take the prize!

Wen Mo nodded blankly, and sat at the table with fruits.

At the end, he kissed her bruise on her forehead gently, and Wen Qiao's heart fell into a mess.

In the arms of a man, the lingering flowers all over the room made her think that the human will is really fragile, and it is always easy to greedy.

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The surveillance video of the park still reached Uncle Li, who suddenly doubted his life.

Is it possible that the little girl is really a lover with their young master?

Is it true that he made a mistake?

If it is true, then it is really thanks to the little girl who didn't sue him in front of his young master. Otherwise, with the posture of the young master petting the little girl, he will probably go 10,000 times.

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Back to school, the school's major associations are in full swing recruiting members.

Because the president of the student union is Zhao Tong's cousin, Zhao Tong and Xu Lu successfully entered the student union, and Xu Lu and Zhao Tong also served as vice presidents of the piano club and cello club, respectively.

Finally, since the beginning of school, there has been something that made Xu Lu proud.

Zhao Tongle said: "Even if Wen Qiao was a big show at the New Year Orientation Party, the mainstream clubs in the school still did not play with her. The drama clubs and basketball clubs were almost all of Western music's senior brothers and sisters. I can’t make a group, oh, maybe the four of them in their dormitory can form a club. It’s just a little trouble. Look, if you go abroad to perform, it’s not you and Zhuang Yan."

Wen Qiao wandered around, there was indeed no folk music club, so he set up a folk music club by himself.

"Let's be the president." Youyou's mouth is sloppy, management ability is also strong, and people are good at socializing and socializing, so being president couldn't be more appropriate.

Lu Youyou gave a symbolic humility: "How am I?"

The three people unanimously elected her as the president, and Lu Youyou has the momentum to ascend the throne and claim the emperor: "Don't worry, I will definitely carry forward our folk music club."

Wen Qiao looked at Lin Xiang and Chunxiao: "Who of you wants to be vice president?"

Lin Xiang raised his eyebrows: "I'm not good at it."

Wen Qiao: "Let's be Chunxiao then."

Chunxiao: "Jojo, don't you want to be?"

"I'm still more suitable to be an idle member, Mr. President, don't make too many meetings. I don't like meetings."

"no problem."

Central Music School has a history of one hundred years. Folk music flourished in the past, but gradually declined. The school has an abandoned ancient building with the style of the Republic of China, which is full of folk music instruments and even chimes.

The recruitment office of the club did not have a seat in the folk music club, so Wen Qiao and the school administrator asked the school administrator for the keys to the folk music building, planning to use it as their base camp.

After clearing up a room, I posted a post on the school forum and officially recruited members.

For a time, the whole school was paying attention to the folk music club.

Well, most people are in the mood to watch jokes.

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(End of this chapter)