Chapter 11: The Piano Champion in the Face Slap

Early in the morning, as soon as Gu Weiwei got up, she received a call from the school.

If she doesn't live on campus, she will go and move the things that are in the dormitory.

After Mu Weiwei was kicked out of the house, the old lady of the Fu family took her to the Fu family.

Because she coveted Fu Hanzheng's beauty, she excused the sequelae of the car accident and took a long vacation for a few months and didn't go to school.

She rushed to the school dormitory, but the dormitory manager told her that the things had been handed over to Zhou Linna, who was in the same dormitory.

Gu Weiwei held back 10,000 foul words in her heart, watching TV at home and seeing Zhou Meiqin's daughter, and Zhou Meiqin's niece who came to school detained her things again.

Zhou Linna has just won the championship in the "Imperial Capital Youth Music Competition" and is now the image spokesperson of Yingcheng Middle School.

The girls at school adored her, and the teachers and school leaders also pampered her.

In order to get her things back, Gu Weiwei went to the music classroom to find Zhou Linna, who was being interviewed by the TV station.

However, she was crowded outside by a group of Zhou Linna's student fans, and she couldn't get in at the door.

Outside the classroom, the girls saw Zhou Linna, who was elegant and generous sitting in front of the piano, and they were all envious.

"Senior Sister Linna is the school flower again, and she plays the piano so well, she is completely the goddess of Yingcheng Middle School, I am afraid that she will become a famous pianist in two years."

"Maybe I'll be a singer, but if I do, I'll be the number one fan."

"Moreover, the ensemble between her and Senior Qin Lu at the previous art festival is simply worthy of a face."

"Senior Qin Lu is cold to everyone, it seems that he only gets closer to Linna, so he can't be boyfriend and girlfriend anymore, right?"

"People are beautiful and talented, if there is a son of a chaebol family, Lu Shao, as a boyfriend, Senior Sister Linna will simply be a winner in life."

……

Gu Weiwei was worried about how to get in, when she asked Zhou Linna for something.

Music teacher Ye Mei came out and asked at the door of the classroom.

"The TV station is going to shoot a video of Linna fighting the piano with her classmates, cut it into a promotional video for the school, and the music students will have one."

However, a few female students in the music class look at me, I look at you, and no one wants to go.

Recently, in order to tutor Zhou Linna to participate in the competition, the music teacher didn't even give them lessons.

Now I asked them to make green leaves for Zhou Linna, and I thought it was beautiful.

The music teacher saw that no one wanted to come out, and was about to go in to discuss with the people from the TV station, when Gu Weiwei raised her hand in the crowd.

"I'm coming!"

"Okay, come here."

As soon as the music teacher saw that someone was willing to come, he immediately called someone over.

But at first glance, it was not a student in her music class.

"Do you know how to play the piano?"

"I've been studying for a few years."

When the music teacher heard this, he took her into the classroom and said to Zhou Linna, who was touching up her makeup.

"Linna, you and this classmate will cooperate in a moment."

Zhou Linna glanced at her and smiled contemptuously.

"With your piano skills that have been abandoned for many years, can you still play it now?"

Gu Weiwei ignored her taunts, "Give me back the things I put in the dormitory." ”

"Give it back to you?" Zhou Linna made up her makeup and sneered defiantly, "Okay, if you can beat me, I'll give it back to you." ”

Gu Weiwei gritted her teeth, in the past, Zhou Linna and Li Xin'er had targeted Mu Weiwei together.

Now that I have won a piano championship, I don't know how thick the sky is.

Zhou Linna thought she was scared, and said in a low voice.

"If I don't dare, I'll just lose your, there...... But there's still the relics of your dead mother. ”