Zhuang Yan said lightly: "Let's go too."

He didn't mean to ask what was going on. If he didn't ask, Xu Lu wouldn't be able to talk to himself before blaming Wen Qiao.

She was just wondering, why did Wen Qiao seem to be a different person?

What she is most afraid of is that Wen Qiao will enter the Central Conservatory of Music with her. She is afraid that Wen Qiao's brilliance will overshadow her after she arrives at a higher education institution. Thanks to the collapse, she didn't even know what went wrong.

In the lecture theater, Wen Qiao carefully checked the big characters filled in the ID number, student number and first choice column.

She only filled out one application, the Central Music Department of Folk Music, and she was determined to win it.

Lu Youyou's first choice was Yang Yin, her second choice was Hong Kong City Conservatory of Music, and her third choice was Xinghai Conservatory of Music.

The level of authority gradually decreased, because she was not sure that she could be admitted to Yangyin in one fell swoop, so she had to give herself a way out.

Wen Qiao and the others were sitting by the window of the lecture theater. Outside, a camphor tree grew to block out the sun, and the sunlight shone through the shade on the desks.

She had already filled out the application form, turning the pen in her hand, waiting for Lu Youyou boredly.

As far as the eye can see, there are Zhuang Yan and Xu Lu sitting in the second row. Xu Lu leans over to Zhuang Yan from time to time, her smile and demeanor are the standards that have been trained thousands of times in front of the mirror, and she is carefully and proudly ladylike.

Wen Qiao thought, how could she be Xu Lu's opponent in front of Zhuang Yan?

Xu Lu asked her to write a love letter, just to make her look ugly.

She used to be a fan of the authorities, but now she can see from the outside, she was really tricked by Xu Lu.

But Zhuang Yan suddenly turned his head back, as if he sensed that someone was watching him from behind, Wen Qiao met his gaze casually without dodging.

Zhuang Yan, on the other hand, looked at him twice, was defeated, and looked away.

Xu Lu noticed it and looked back at Wen Qiao. Wen Qiao's smile was somewhat playful.

Seeing the charming laziness made Xu Lu startled, she turned her head and whispered, "Hey, I'm really worried about the relationship between Wen Qiao and Uncle Wen."

"What happened to them?"

"Two days ago, Wen Qiao went to Wen's house and made a big fuss, which made Uncle Wen angry. I kindly advised Uncle Wen not to be angry. Uncle Wen was willing to give in, but Wen Qiao didn't know how to respond. It's a bit of a nonsense."

"What's wrong with her?"

"She came to ask Uncle Xu for money, and the first thing she said was two million. She was very righteous, and she spoke... quite aggressively."

Zhuang Yan put on the cap of his pen and glanced at her with a blank expression on his face, unable to tell what he was thinking.

Xu Lu brushed her hair casually, and bit the corner of her mouth lightly: "I didn't mean to speak ill of people behind their backs, but Wen Qiao's attitude that day was indeed not very good."

"That's her father, there's nothing wrong with asking for money."

Xu Lu's pupils trembled. Is Zhuang Yan... speaking for Wen Qiao?

Since she was a child, she was used to observing words and expressions, and she knew that if she continued to criticize Wen Qiao at this time, it would only tarnish her own image, so she hurriedly said, "Well, so I'm also helping her convince Uncle Wen, but she seems...to have misunderstood me .”

Zhuang Yan said lightly: "Have you filled it out? Can you hand it in after you fill it out?"

Wen Qiao and Lu Youyou passed by their table, Wen Qiao's eyes no longer followed him, and after letting go of some people in his heart, he felt a lot easier.

Now she just wants to change her own destiny and raise her two younger brothers well, so she doesn't think about love affairs.

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