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Chapter 231: You have a backer, we only have talent š—³rššŽšžwšžšš‹š—»š—¼vel.š—°oš¦

Translator: 549690339

And so, in the meeting room, Fu Nanli received the photo that Wen Qiao thought was a little pretentious, but he thought it was red. Naked. The naked photo that was seducing him made his heart skip a beat.

If it wasnā€™t for his strong self-control, he really wanted to drop his work and go directly to see her performance.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and replied, ā€ it was beautiful. The performance went smoothly.

She replied with a cute emoji.

Fu Nanli reached out and pressed between his brows. This was really terrible.

ā€œCaptain, can we board the plane now?ā€ Xu Shen asked.

ā€œYes,ā€ he replied.

After that, he got up, put on the captainā€™s cap, and walked out. Xu Shen followed behind him and said, ā€ that Wang Shan from before was transferred to Luo Huiā€™s team. Sheā€™s flying to Munich now.

Fu Nanli couldnā€™t be bothered and didnā€™t reply.

ā€œCaptain Luo, youā€™ve been beaming with joy recently.ā€

Fu Nanli had been taking care of Luo Hui for a month, and he really didnā€™t have a good impression of that man who fawned over him.

first, he got promoted to a Captain. Second, he heard that heā€™s going to propose to his girlfriend. His girlfriend is young and beautiful. Sheā€™s an internet celebrity.

Fu Nanli glanced at him with a slight frown.

Xu Shen quickly replied, ā€ of course, she canā€™t be compared to little Wen. That internet celebrity has a face thatā€™s like an assembly line. She looks like a lot of female celebrities. Iā€™ve seen her a few times but I canā€™t remember what she looks like.

Xu Shen could actually see a hint of ā€˜prideā€™ on his captainā€™s face. Indeed, little Wenā€™s looks had really made his Captain proud.

They had flown one after the other in Luo Huiā€™s plane.

Luo Hui first flew to Munich.

The next flight would be Fu Nanliā€™s flight to helsinki.

He had never expected the weather to change so drastically after he got off the plane.

Wen Qiaoā€™s performance was very successful. After the performance ended, Song Yu ran over with a look of infatuation. Wen Qiao, your lute solo was so beautiful. Iā€™m really a fan of your looks. Letā€™s take a photo together.

Well, this was from the mouth of the campus Belle of Central Conservatory of Music.

Xu Lu also came to watch the performance. When she watched Song Yu play the piano, her heart was full of sourness. However, she thought that her song was already in production, and a song composed by her would be released before the new year. By then, she would be known as a beautiful and talented woman. Why should she lower herself to such a personā€™s level?

When she saw the photo of Song Yu and Wen Qiao, she held back and didnā€™t go forward to look for trouble.

She could bear it, but Zhao Tong couldnā€™t.

what are you so proud of? do you really think youā€™re a celebrity? why are you taking a photo with us? weā€™re also participating in a performance. Weā€™re not like some people who go around showing off.

Lu Youyou laughed coldly. yes, youā€™ve participated in the performance too. After all, you have a cousin. We only have talent.

ā€œLu Youyou, why are you so despicable?ā€ Zhao Zhuā€™s hands trembled in anger.

Lu Youyou shrugged and said,ā€havenā€™t you heard of the sayingā€ the one who flirts first is cheap ā€œ? No matter how cheap I am, Iā€™m still willing to admit defeat to you.ā€

Zhao Zhu stomped her feet in anger. Wen Qiao glanced at her. This Missy had a bad memory. She couldnā€™t beat her in scolding or beating her up, but she just had to love flirting.

Xu Lu held her arm. alright, letā€™s go. Letā€™s not lower ourselves to their level.

When he passed by Song Yu, he glared at her.

Song Yuā€™s face was filled with grievance. Wen Qiao patted her shoulder.ā€Letā€™s go for dinner after this.ā€

ā€œAlright, alright, alright.ā€

The final performer was still Zhuang Yan.

Just as Wen Qiao was about to leave, a white-haired old man walked towards her. She recognized him. He was the Central Conservatory of Musicā€™s principal, Mr. Zhang Mingde, who had given a speech at the opening ceremony.

ā€œWen Qiao.ā€ The principal seemed to have something to say to her.

ā€œMr. Principal,ā€ Wen Qiao replied with a respectful expression.

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