Chapter 18: he came

Chapter 18 He is here
At noon, I ate in the school cafeteria. Where Wen Qiao went, there must be all kinds of pointers behind him. Those people really took the trouble to laugh at her with her love letter.
‘When you come to the world, you have to look at the sun, walk on the street with your sweetheart, wow, Haizi’s poems, quotations from the classics’
"You are the breeze and bright moon on the February Ridge, illuminating the gloomy life that I can't see the end, wow, the literary talent is so good, it is a pity not to participate in the composition contest."
The jokes are mixed with malicious laughter. This year, thanks to the gift of Zhuang Yan, she walked in every corner of this school and experienced the same ridicule.
She is used to it.
Lu You You put down the dinner plate again, gritted his teeth and snarled at those people: "The you have never finished!"
Those people laughed and distracted.
Wen Qiao held Lu Youyou: "Eating, eating, you are angry with those people, don't you make yourself angry?"
Lu Youyou slapped the table with angrily: "Xu Lu is cheap, Zhuang Yan is more cheap, he doesn't like you and he doesn't like it, why should you ruin your sincerity?"
Wen Qiao touched her head: "Okay, I'll put it down. From now on is a new life. We don't hurt people who are not worthy, eh?"
Lu Youyou patted the table with anger.
In order to distract her, Wen Qiao said, "Youyou, if someone asks you recently and asks me if I am in a relationship with a man named Fu Nanli, you just say you know, but you don't know the details, do you know? "
After taking a sip of the soup, Lu Youyou let out a ‘poof’. Fortunately, Wen Qiao flashed so fast that the soup was spilled on the seat.
Wen Qiao quickly took out the tissue and wiped her mouth. Lu Youyou grabbed her hand, "Fu Nanli? I've heard of it, the only heir to the Fu's consortium, and he is still the top handsome guy in the aviation industry, you With him..."
"It's a long story, and I don't know how to explain it. Anyway, if someone asks you about it, you should answer as I said."
After the meal, Lu Youyou pestered her all the way. At the door of the convenience store, one person holding a cup of milk tea, Wen Qiao took a sip, and described her two days in the simplest terms.
Of course, she didn't talk about rebirth, she just said that suddenly in her mind someone was saying, ‘Stay with Fu Nanli, or you will die’.
Lu Youyou bit a burst pearl and his eyes lit up: "This is the fate of the legend. I haven't seen Fu Nanli, but he has a very good reputation in the upper class, cold and mysterious, and not close to female. If you have money and you have money, all the celebrities in Hong Kong City are competing in secret to see who can become Mrs. Fu. I never expected that this is cheap and it falls on you."
Wen Qiao was worried: "The day he recovered his memory, it was when I was ruined."
Lu Youyou patted her shoulder: "Maybe Shao Fu will really fall in love with you, don't panic."
At half past one in the afternoon, some spectators were scattered in the small round stage auditorium that can accommodate two hundred people.
There are only twelve students in the Ninth Middle School who are eligible for interviews. Several professors from Central Music are arranged next to each other, and the staff are setting up the stage.
Round the stage side curtain, Wen Qiao saw Wen Jianmin, Zhong Hui and Wen Xuan enter the small auditorium in decent dresses. They were seated in the third row. Obviously, her father came to cheer for Xu Lu.
Because her mother was busy at work, she didn't want her to toss around and didn't tell her mother about the performance, so no one came to see her perform.
The light on the dome of the small auditorium slowly dimmed, and a teacher called her name in the back: "Wen Qiao, your number plate is twelve, the last performance."
Wen Qiao was about to turn around and saw the back door of the auditorium open, and a familiar tall figure came in
(End of this chapter)