Lu Youyou wanted to cry without tears: "I feel like I'm on Fu Shao's assassination list, Qiaoqiao, I'm finished." ”

Wen Qiao pulled her into the car and said to the driver with a burning eyebrow, "Hurry up, hurry up." ”

Lu Youyou looked at her ambiguously: "I'll have the next title, just call, Wen Xiaoqiao quickly escaped from Master Fu's king-sized bed!" ”

Wen Qiao pinched her again, and Lu Youyou screamed.

Fu Nanli looked back again, Wen Qiao had long since disappeared, and the eyes that looked at Fu Chuan implied two points of displeasure.

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On September 1st, Wencho started school.

The university town is divided into three campuses and one campus, so the canteens and dormitories of the students of the Conservatory of Music, the School of Drama and the first university in Haicheng are all together.

The School of Drama is full of good-looking students.

The reopening of the university throws a brick casually, and all the students who hit it are the top students in the college entrance examination in a certain place.

CCTV is only a few popular majors such as piano, cello and violin.

And Wen Qiao's folk music department is at the bottom of the central sound, so among these three universities, the students of the folk music department belong to the bottom of the food chain.

On the day of the report, the students gathered in the living area after receiving their daily necessities.

Wen Qiao and Lu Youyou both signed up for the boarding system, although the school is not far from home, and they plan to go home to live on weekdays, but the school has booked a dormitory in case there is anything to stay in the school for one night.

The living area is very lively, after all, it is a mixed dormitory of three institutions of higher learning.

Wen Qiao saw Xu Lu and Zhao Tong.

And Xu Lu didn't see Wen Jianmin on the side, Wen Qiao hooked his lips and smiled, Xu Lu's eyes met her, a little frightened, and quickly avoided it.

Wen Qiao was queuing up to receive dormitory supplies, lazily leaning on his suitcase, taking out his mobile phone and sending a message out.

Xu Lu's mobile phone shook, and he looked down -

[If there is another bad comment about me in the university, you will wait for me]

She was angry, and glared at Wen Qiao fiercely, her evil thoughts could only be suppressed, she was really a little afraid of Wen Qiao now.

Zhao Tong gloated: "There are a total of 368 new students in the central sound, and the folk music department is full of calculations, there are only thirty-eight students in total, and among these thirty-eight students, more than half of them are trying to change departments. The students of folk music all look so stupid, Wen Qiao is like them, no one will take them seriously. ”

Xu Lu smiled at this time, the camps were clearly divided, they were top students on their side, and Wen Qiao was a poor student on their side.

Why should she be as knowledgeable as a poor student?

Wen Qiao was also dressed ordinary, T-shirt, jeans, canvas shoes, and a peaked cap, playing with his mobile phone with his head down, and the seniors didn't notice that there was a big beauty hidden in the group of non-mainstream people queuing up in the folk music department.

They all ran to Xu Lu, and their queue had to help carry their luggage.

Lu Youyou snorted lightly: "Look at those seniors, scrambling to help Xu Lu and them carry their luggage, and then look at the beauties of piano and cello majors, all like proud peacocks, what are you talking about?" ”

Wen Qiao is still playing with her mobile phone, anyway, she has a lot of strength, and she doesn't need help from others, she can still help Lu Youyou carry it.

Several seniors on the side talked excitedly: "Have you seen Dai Yi, the new school flower of the School of Drama? It's really beautiful. ”

Lu Youyou sighed lightly: "That Dai Yi, when I took the art exam, I started to buy the character design of the most beautiful art candidate, I think that's it, Qiaoqiao, it's far worse than you, really." ”

Wen Qiao's mobile phone shook and received a message that two million had arrived.

She was stunned.

Million?

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