Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me (The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me)

Wen Qiao quickened his pace: "Wait for me here, I'll take mine to the dormitory and then help you."

After saying that, he ran away.

Lu Youyou held on to the railing, my Joe, can you be a little more conscious of a great beauty? Your beauty, which in ancient times could make kings play with the princes, should be praised by everyone.

After a while, Wen Qiao came back, carrying her suitcase with one hand and the quilt with the other. Lu Youyou followed behind and shouted: "I'll carry one."

"It's okay, I'll just come."

Behind them were Zhao Tong and Xu Lu, each holding a glass of Frappuccino. Zhao Tong sneered: "Did you see? There's not even anyone to help carry the luggage, and you're still looking sad every day because of Wen Qiao." , the folk music department, a department that is swaying in the wind and the wind, maybe one day Wen Qiao will be thinking about it, the department will be closed, and she will get out and go home. "

Only then did Xu Lu smile.

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There are four people in the dormitory, including Wen Qiao, Lu Youyou, another girl with short androgynous hair who is making the bed, and a loli-style girl wearing Hanfu with a timid look in her eyes.

Lu Youyou knew her well and introduced herself. The short-haired girl is Lin Xiang, who plays the flute, and the loli-style girl is called Chunxiao, who plays the drums.

Wen Qiao called Fu Nanli. The phone was turned off. He had a flight at five o'clock in the afternoon. This seemed to be the last assessment. After passing the assessment, he could return to his position as captain.

Wen Qiao stared at the two million in his account, distressed.

If she spent another two million on him, would he give her four million instead?

She is so difficult.

"Excessive!" Lu Youyou suddenly shouted in anger, and Wen Qiao's attention was attracted by her.

"what happened again?"

"The school forum initiated a vote on whether to close the folk music department. Currently, 96% of the people are in favor of closing the folk music department, and only 4% voted against closing the folk music department."

[Is it necessary for the folk music department to exist? ]

[No, last year we could still recruit 100 students, but this year there are only 38. I found out that at least 20 of them want to transfer to another department]

[Just for thirty-eight students, isn’t it a waste of resources to open so many classes and hire so many professors?]

[I heard that the Haiyin Folk Music Department only charges single digits. It is currently being adjusted. There is a high probability that the folk music department will not open next year]

Lu Youyou was so angry that she stamped her feet: "If even Yangyin closes the folk music department, then folk music will really be finished."

Wen Qiao took the pipa out of the piano bag and wiped it gently and carefully: "The folk music department won't turn it off, don't worry."

Lin Xiang held the flute in her hand tightly: "It won't turn off."

In the dormitory next door, Zhao Tong was swiping his phone: "Lulu, let's quickly contribute to the vote to close the folk music department and cast a vote."

Xu Lu clicked into the school forum and voted ‘in favor of closing the folk music department’.

It seems that she doesn't have to deal with Wen Qiao.

Many people want her to get out.

Students in other departments all felt that the folk music department had brought down the overall quality of the school, and they all wanted to get Wen Qiao and the others who played the pipa and erhu out of the school.

This vote was so serious that it even reached the student union and even the school board of directors.

All students except the folk music department felt that establishing a formal department just for 38 students was a waste of public resources.

The principal strongly opposed the closure of the folk music department.

This school is not the principal's dictum. The school has a board of directors, and the directors vote on it.