When the new semester started, the school found Wen Qiao and wanted her to give a speech on the stage as a student representative, but Wen Qiao gave her back.

So, this spot fell to Xu Lu.

Because Xu Lu's economic company is good at packaging, the two songs she composed for Cheng Mu were very popular, and the company gave her a beautiful and talented persona, which was very popular for a while.

When going to the auditorium to attend the opening ceremony, Zhao Tong flirted as usual, and Lu Youyou told her mercilessly: "I'm sorry, the school asked me, Qiao Qiao, to be the representative of the freshmen at the beginning, and Xu Lu just picked us up. Jojo doesn't want it."

Xu Lu's face turned pale, and she clenched her fists.

When Zhao Tong, Xu Lu, Jinxuan and the others left, Lu Youyou rolled her eyes: "Seriously, I'm annoyed by saying this too much, but can she not forget to step on us every time? If she doesn't step on me, I won't hit her, isn't it bad that the well water doesn't make the river water?"

Lin Xiang: "Some people are just belligerent, and there is nothing they can do."

Lu Youyou stared at Jin Xuan's back, covered her mouth and whispered to them, "Jin Xuan failed the viola exam last semester."

Lin Xiang: "As expected."

Lu Youyou, "Many people who have switched from folk music to Western music have this situation. After all, they have crossed majors, and the assessment standards of Central Music have always been very high."

Wen Qiao shook his head gently. These people are self-inflicted and cannot live. Although they are both musical instruments and have something in common, it is really difficult to reach the assessment standards of the highest academy in the music industry in a short period of time.

Not only do these people have to fail the course, but the professional rating exam is also an insurmountable stumbling block in front of them.

But the road was chosen by themselves, and they had to finish walking on their knees.

After the New Year, Lu Youyou, as the president of the folk music club, became a small assistant to the head of the folk music department, and he was also a talkative member of the folk music department.

Xiao Poshe plans to go out to have a good meal to celebrate after attending the opening ceremony.

Wen Qiao grabbed Lu Youyou's neck: "Our Yoyo is getting better and better."

Lu Youyou ruffled her hair: "I am normal, I am normal."

Xu Lu's speech was written very...official.

It was in the afternoon when Wen Qiao fell into a drowsy sleep, his eyelids were fighting.

However, in these three seconds, it was photographed by Zhao Tong's followers.

After the opening ceremony was over, the school's official forum began to pinch again.

[Xu Lu delivered a freshman speech, Wen Qiao slept openly, and lacked the least respect for people! ! ]

The title is very shocking.

After all, both of them are considered business cards that Yangyin can get their hands on, and their popularity is similar. They both rely on writing lyrics for popular singers, not just by beauty, but by talent.

It will inevitably be compared by others.

Naturally, some people will fight with each other's fans for the two of them.

Chunxiao showed Wen Qiao this post, and Wen Qiao yawned: "Yu Shu, which one do you want to eat at night? The barbecue restaurant in Busan Furnace is owned by a Korean. The taste is very authentic, is it okay?"

The people who were still poking around and shouting "fight, fight" in their hearts slowly put a question mark in their hearts.

Why is Wen Qiao's heart so big?

Yu Shu lazily put his hands in his pockets: "Then let's go to the Busan stove, let's go."

The "Six Weird Guys" of the Folk Music Club walked out of the auditorium under the attention of everyone.

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