Chapter 146: Small wreck established
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Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me
- Dingjia Tree
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- 2021-03-04 10:15:27
Chapter 146 Xiaopo Society is established
"The old man has to let me play the piano. My old lady hates the piano. Just anger the old man."
Yeah, so blunt.
After sending away the big Buddha, Lu Youyou was a little bit sad: "The Yu family, I started shipping in the Republic of China. I heard that the pirates in the treacherous straits, and saw the merchant ships of the Yu family, did not dare to rob, Joe, This eldest lady, she came out of the bandit's den."
Wen Qiao spread his hands: "I have personality, I like it."
Lu Youyou wanted to cry without tears: "Woman, you are playing with fire."
Wen Qiao: "We have six people in our agency. I feel almost done."
Lu Youyou thought, predicting that no one else would come.
This matter quickly spread.
The most enthusiastic discussion in the forum is the post recruited by the folk music club.
The title is sensational-[Weirdo Alliance, hold a group for warmth! ! New folk music club recruits! ! ]
When ridicule from all directions flooded.
Wen Qiao and the others had dinner together at the barbecue restaurant at the back of the school.
Dong Yao and Yu Shu were all for the sake of face. They were all coming. The light rain outside, Chunxiao poured soju to several people: "The first meeting, let's make a glass."
People are here.
But the atmosphere is... not so good.
Dong Yao was gloomy and didn't say a word. Yu Shu couldn't tell that he was playing the piano. He had a very hot temper. One person could do two bottles of soju.
Lu Youyou bothered to deal with several people with different personalities, and was so tired that he almost died on the spot.
At the end of the dinner, Mr. President Lu Youyou was a little drunk. Wen Qiao stopped in front of the convenience store and said to Lin Xiang and Chunxiao: "Take her back first. I will buy a carton of milk for her to sober up."
When she bought the milk and left the convenience store, she was blocked by someone. When she looked up, an unknown boy stood in front of her holding a umbrella.
"Excuse me."
She said coldly.
"I don't think you need to mix with such a group of weird people." The man said to himself.
Wen Qiao frowned slightly: "Who are you?"
"If you want, you can join the student union. You can choose any of the popular departments of the student union."
Wen Qiao: "I don't want to."
Ju simply and neatly.
The boy's face sank: "Wen Qiao, do you have to be like this?"
Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "If you think this is self-willing, yes, I especially like this self-willing."
After talking about it, bypassing the boys, trotting all the way to the dormitory, muttering, "Who, inexplicable."
The back disappeared before the eyes, and a voice came from behind, "Brother, who are you talking to?"
Zhao Tong and Xu Lu appeared in front of the boys arm in arm.
The boy is Liang Chen, chairman of the Yangyin Student Union, and Zhao Tong's cousin.
Liang Chen smiled reluctantly: "No one."
He always looks at people accurately and knows that Wen Qiao has a lot to do. If the school has to produce a representative student, Wen Qiao is undoubtedly the most suitable. He is already in his third year, and when he is in his senior year, the post of student council president must be handed over to others. Wen Qiao was the fancy candidate.
Unfortunately, the little girl was so arrogant that she dismissed the olive branch he threw.
He naturally has a way to make the little girl compromise.
Zhao Tong took Xu Lu and walked to the dormitory together, and naturally gloated at the gathering of strange guys in the folk music club.
"That's all the weird guys that the popular clubs don't accept. The folk music club has become a garbage shelter. Tsk tsk, Wen Qiao still has this hobby."
Xu Lu was a little proud. Even if Wen Qiao was a nod to the show at the beginning of school, she was a certain threat when she chose the school flower. But the folk music department couldn't support A Dou, and this was a certainty.
Everything Wen Qiao is doing now is useless.
The harder Wen Qiao worked, the happier she was, but it was in vain.
Thank you for your reward!
Ask for a recommendation ticket!
(End of this chapter)