It was a meal in the school cafeteria at noon, and everywhere Wen Qiao went, there must have been all kinds of fingers behind him, and those people really took the trouble to laugh at her with the love letters she wrote.

'You come to the world, you want to see the sun, walk on the street with your sweetheart, wow, Haizi's poems, quote scriptures'

"You are the breeze and bright moon on the February Ridge, illuminating my gray life with no end in sight, wow, the writing is good, it's a pity not to participate in the essay contest."

The joking ridicule was mixed with the strange laughter full of malice, and in the past year, thanks to Zhuang Yan, she has walked in every corner of this school, and has experienced the same ridicule.

She's used to it.

Lu Youyou put down the plate heavily, gritted his teeth and roared at those people: "Fuck you guys are endless!" ”

And they laughed and scattered.

Wen Qiao pulled Lu Youyou: "Eat, eat, you are angry with those people, and you don't make yourself angry?" ”

Lu Youyou slapped the table angrily: "Xu Lu is cheap, Zhuang Yan is even cheaper, if he doesn't like you, why spoil your sincerity?" ”

Wen Qiao touched her head: "Okay, I'll let it go, it's a new life in the future, we don't hurt people who don't deserve it, huh?" ”

Lu Youyou slapped the table angrily.

In order to distract her, Wen Qiao said, "Yoyo, if someone asks you about me recently and asks me if I have a relationship with a man named Fu Nanli, you will say that you know, but you don't know much about the detailed plot, do you know?" ”

Lu Youyou, who drank the soup, let out a 'poof', but fortunately Wen Qiao flashed quickly, and the soup was all spilled on the seat.

Wen Qiao hurriedly took out a tissue and helped her wipe her mouth, Lu Youyou grabbed her hand, "Fu Nanli?" I've heard of it, the only heir to the Fu Consortium, and he's also a handsome guy who sits firmly in the top spot in the aviation industry, you ...... with him."

"It's a long story, and I don't know how to explain it, but if someone asks you, you can answer as I say."

After the meal, Lu Youyou pestered her all the way, at the door of the convenience store, one person was holding a cup of milk tea, Wen Qiao took a sip, and roughly described what she had experienced in the past two days in the most concise words.

Of course, she didn't say anything about rebirth, she only said that someone suddenly seemed to be saying in her mind, 'You have to stay with Fu Nanli, otherwise you will die'.

Lu Youyou bit a burst pearl, and his eyes lit up: "This is the legendary fate, I haven't seen Fu Nanli, but his reputation in the upper circle is very good, cold and mysterious, not close to women, beautiful and rich, all the celebrities in Hong Kong City are competing in secret, see who can become Mrs. Fu, I never thought that this cheap will fall on your head." ”

Wen Qiao was worried: "The day he regained his memory, it was when I was ruined. ”

Lu Youyou patted her shoulder: "Maybe Fu Shao will really fall in love with you by then, don't panic." ”

At half past one in the afternoon, there were some spectators scattered in the small auditorium of the round stage that can accommodate two hundred people.

There are only twelve students who are qualified for interviews in the nine, and several professors from CCTV are lined up one after another, and the staff is setting up the stage.

On the side of the round stage, Wen Qiao saw Wen Jianmin, Zhong Hui and Wen Xuan dressed decently and entered the small hall, they were seated in the third row, obviously, her father was here to cheer for Xu Lu.

Because her mother was busy at work, she didn't want her to toss back and forth, and she didn't tell her mother about the performance, so no one came to see her perform.

The lights in the dome of the small hall slowly dimmed, and a teacher called her name from behind: "Wen Qiao, your number plate is twelve, the last performance." ”

Wen Qiao was about to turn around when he saw the back door of the auditorium open, and a familiar tall figure came in—