Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me

Chapter 37 Defaning is like divestment

On July 9th, a ten-story cruise ship stopped at Haicheng’s east coast port. At 6:30 in the evening, the cruise ship was brightly lit, and the red carpet went straight to the golden Roman column revolving door. Everywhere was filled with the money of Vanity Fair.

Yesterday, I rehearsed for a whole day with that Mr. Vincent and finally achieved a real integration of Chinese and Western music. Today they played together [梁祝] and [贾莉花].

I heard that he was shocked when he saw the video of her attending the interview with CCTV. Only then did he find the school of No. 9 Middle School and ask for her mailbox.

Wen Qiao wears a little black dress, and Lu Youyou, who is carrying a piano bag on his side, is like a small assistant. He is extremely satisfied with his masterpiece: "We Qiao has achieved a new level of beauty today."

Wen Qiao hooked down Yoyo's arm, looked at the two people beside the revolving door, raised his eyebrows: "Look..."

As they spoke, the two had already walked to the golden Roman pillar.

Zhao Tong folded his arms and sneered, "I thought I was wrong. It turned out that it was you two? What are you here for? Watching the show? The arrival of the two really lowered the level of the audience. Why are you still carrying a piano bag? Why? Still want to provoke a world-class piano master? Don't be ashamed."

Wen Qiao:...

How can this person's mouth be so loud?

She opened her lips, just trying to explain, lest Zhao Tong would be too stupid to say too much.

Zhao Tong’s mouth started to babble again: "What row of tickets? Too far behind you can’t see the master’s style. I and Lulu’s VIP tickets, the first row, I’ll give you a dictation after reading it. Tell me about the excitement of the concert."

Lu Youyou: "...I'm sorry, I let you down. We Joe didn't come to see the show today. We Joe came to play with Mr. Vincent today."

Xu Lu was stunned for a moment, and squeezed the handbag in her hand, her smile a little stiff.

With Mr. Vincent?

These two people really dare to have sex.

Zhao Tong sneered: "Playing with Mr. Vincent? Lu Youyou, should there be a limit to bragging? She? Wen Qiao? She also deserves it? Not to mention that your folk music status is not very good. Have you ever won an international award? Have you been recognized by any professional organization? We, Lulu, have won so many awards and dare not speak such big words, you..."

Wen Qiao slowly took out an invitation letter and stretched it out in front of Zhao Tong's eyes. Lu Youyou groaned: "Do you recognize the characters? It's bilingual in Chinese and English. Do you need me to read it again?"

Xu Lu's whole heart trembled, her emotions could not be restrained, she could only tightly hold the bag in her hand, her fingers pinched out.

Zhao Tong couldn't believe it. He accepted the invitation letter. The arrogance just now became a joke.

Wen Qiao also added another sentence: "You don't need to dictate to me. I'm on stage, and I should feel more real than you."

Miss Zhao was so angry that she threw the invitation letter to Wen Qiao: "I think this Vincent's vision is nothing but this aesthetic, I want to take off the powder!"

Wen Qiao sneered: "Defaning is like divestment, no one will care if you don't need to make a special announcement."

Zhao Tong was irritable: "Wen Qiao, what are you crazy about?"

Lu Youyou raised her eyebrows: "We, Qiaoqiao, have capital madness. If you don't agree, then hold back."

Zhuang Yan on the red carpet walked with his mother. Xu Lu grabbed Zhao Tong and whispered: "Tongtong, forget it, maybe the school wanted to promote folk music and this cooperation was promoted."

Wen Qiao and Lu Youyou had entered the revolving door and got on the gangway.

(End of this chapter)