Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me

Chapter 231: You have the background, we only have talent

Chapter 231 You have the backstage, we only have talent

As a result, Fu Nanli received the picture of Wen Qiao in the conference room that he thought he was doing something but felt naked and hooked on him, and his heart was moved.

If it wasn't for him to be a person with strong self-control, he really wanted to leave his job and watch her performance directly.

He closed his eyes, exhaled, and returned a message: "Very beautiful, the performance went well."

She returned a cute emoticon.

Fu Nanli stretched out his hand and pressed his eyebrows, really terrible.

Xu Shen said, "Captain, can you board the plane?"

He responded: "Yeah."

After speaking, he got up, put on the captain's cap, and walked out. Xu Shen followed him and said: "The previous Wang Shan, transfer to Luo Hui's group, let her continue flying to Munich."

Fu Nanli was lazy and did not respond.

"Captain Luo has really been breezy recently."

Fu Nanli took Luo Hui for a month, and really didn't like the man who greeted him.

"First, I was promoted to captain, and second, I heard that I was going to propose to my girlfriend. My girlfriend is young and beautiful, and she is a small internet celebrity."

Fu Nanli frowned and glanced at him slightly.

Xu Shen hurriedly said: "Of course, it's nothing compared to Xiao Wen. That little internet celebrity, plastic face, assembly-line face, looks like a girl star or not, I can't remember what it looks like a few times."

Xu Shen actually saw a bit of ‘proud’ from his captain’s face. Indeed, Xiao Wen’s appearance was too long for his captain.

They and Luo Hui's plane flew forward and backward.

Luo Hui flew to Munich first.

The next flight will be Fu Nanli's flight to Helsinki.

Never imagined that the sky would change after getting off the plane.

Wen Qiao's performance was very successful. After the performance, Song Yu ran over with a nymphomaniac: "Wen Qiao, you have turned your solo pipa beautifully. I'm really your fan. Take a photo with me."

Well, this is from the mouth of the Central Music School Hua.

Xu Lu also came to watch the performance. When she watched Song Yu playing the piano, her heart was full of sour water, but she thought that her song was already in production, and a song composed of her lyrics and music will be released a few years ago. At that time, she will have the title of beautiful woman and talented woman, why should she be familiar with such people.

Seeing Song Yu and Wen Qiao taking a photo, she endured it and felt uncomfortable without going forward.

She could bear it, but Zhao Tong could not bear it.

"What are you proud of? I really used myself as a star and took a group photo. We are not participating in the show, nor are we screaming everywhere like some people."

Lu Youyou sneered: "Yes, you also participated in the show. After all, you have a cousin, but we are only talented."

Zhao Tong trembled with anger: "Lu Youyou, why are you so cheap?"

Lu Youyou shrugged: "Have you never heard the words of the first one who is cheap? No matter how cheap I am, I am willing to bow down to you."

Zhao Tong was so angry that he stomped his feet. Wen Qiao glanced at her. The lady who didn't remember much, could not scold and scold, and beating was not an opponent, but just love sultry.

Xu Lu hugged her: "Okay, let's go, don't be familiar with them."

When passing by Song Yu, he glared at her.

Song Yu was aggrieved, and Wen Qiao patted her on the shoulder: "After a while, I will go to dinner together."

"Good, good."

The finale on the court was still Zhuang Yan.

Wen Qiao was about to leave, and a gray-haired old man walked towards him. She recognized Mr. Zhang Mingde, the principal of Central Music who had spoken at the opening ceremony.

"Classmate Wen Qiao." The principal seemed to have something to say to her.

Wen Qiao looked respectful: "Mr. Principal."

(End of this chapter)

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