"The old man insists on letting me play the piano. I hate that piano. I just want to make the old man angry."

Yes, so straightforward.

After seeing off the giant Buddha, Lu Youyou was a little sad: "The Yu family made a fortune in shipping during the Republic of China. I heard that pirates in the dangerous strait didn't dare to rob the Yu family's merchant ships when they saw them. Qiao, This eldest lady, she came from a bandit den."

Wen Qiao spread his hands: "You have personality, I like it."

Lu Youyou was about to cry but had no tears: "Woman, you are playing with fire."

Wen Qiao: "There are now six people in our club. I feel like we are almost there."

Lu Youyou thought that no one else would come.

Word spread quickly.

The most heated discussion on the forum was the recruitment post for the folk music club.

The title is sensational - [Weirdo Alliance, huddle together to keep warm! ! Folk music club is recruiting new members! ! ]

When the ridicule came overwhelmingly from all directions.

Wen Qiao and the others had dinner at the barbecue restaurant at the back door of the school.

Dong Yao and Yu Shu were generous and came. It was raining lightly outside. Chunxiao poured soju for them: "It's our first meeting, let's have a drink."

Everyone is here.

But the atmosphere was just... not that good.

Dong Yao was gloomy and didn't say a word. Yu Shu couldn't tell that he played the piano at all. He had a very hot temper and could drink two bottles of soju per person.

Lu Youyou struggled to deal with several people with different personalities, and was so tired that she almost died on the spot.

After the dinner party, the president Lu Youyou was a little drunk. Wen Qiao stopped at the door of the convenience store and said to Lin Xiang and Chun Xiao: "Take her back first, and I will buy a box of milk for her to sober up."

When she bought milk and left the convenience store, she was blocked by someone. When she looked up, an unknown boy was standing in front of her holding a big black umbrella.

"Excuse me."

she said coldly.

"I don't think you need to mix with such a group of weirdos." The man said to himself.

Wen Qiao frowned slightly: "Who are you?"

"If you want, you can definitely join the student union. You can choose from several popular departments of the student union."

Wen Qiao: "I don't want to."

Jugan is crisp and clean.

The boy's face darkened: "Wen Qiao, do you have to let yourself down like this?"

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "If you think this is self-destruction, yes, I especially like this kind of self-destruction."

After saying that, he walked around the boy and ran towards the dormitory, muttering, "Who is this? It's inexplicable."

The figure disappeared from sight, and a voice came from behind, "Brother, who are you talking to?"

Zhao Tong and Xu Lu appeared in front of the boy holding hands.

The boy is Liang Chen, president of the Yangyin Student Union, and Zhao Tong’s cousin.

Liang Chen forced a smile: "No one."

He always judged people accurately and knew that Wen Qiao had great potential. If the school had to produce a representative student, Wen Qiao would undoubtedly be the most suitable. He was already a junior, and when he was a senior, the position of President of the Student Union would be handed over to someone else. He The chosen candidate is Wen Qiao.

Unfortunately, the little girl was so arrogant that she dismissed his olive branch.

Of course he has a way to make the little girl compromise.

Zhao Tong took Xu Lu and walked to the dormitory together, naturally gloating and mocking the gathering of weirdos in the folk music club.

"Those are a few weirdos who are not accepted by popular clubs. The Folk Music Club has become a garbage shelter. Gee, Wen Qiao still has this hobby."

Xu Lu felt a little proud. Even though Wen Qiao had gained some limelight at the beginning of the school year and had posed a certain threat to her when choosing the school beauty, the folk music department couldn't help Adou, so this was a certainty.

Everything Wen Qiao is doing now is in vain.

The harder Wen Qiao worked, the happier she became, but it was all in vain.

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