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"When 'he' understands who he has rejected, he'll regret it in the future!" A thick disdain flashed in Qiao Chen's eyes.

Wasn't that right?

What kind of people were the Shen Family?

In addition to Wei Ling's background, she had heard that her family was also very strong in Beijing. Furthermore, Wei Ling herself had an unusual position in the music industry.

Zhui Guang was nothing.

Just an Internet celebrity.

The frog at the bottom of the well had never seen the world and had even rashly refused the opportunity to climb up. Once the Internet heated up in the future, he'd regret his short-sightedness!

Wei Ling's expression softened a little.

arm affectionately, then said softly, "Aunt, don't worry, I'll definitely rely on my own strength to enter Qing University and win honor for you and Uncle! As for Old Nie, he seems to be Qing University's honorary professor of the music department. I'll have a chance to meet him, and

the music circle, I believe he appreciates music itself. As long as you have the ability, he'll always

spoke with

her. Although she thought her self-confidence was ridiculous, she didn't say anything and just pointed to the piano calmly. "Okay, I know. You continue to play

to take this opportunity to please her, but when she saw her calm down with a cold expression on her face again, she was a little unwilling. However, she didn't dare to make a scene. Instead, she just took a deep breath, calmed down, and dove into practice

this time was intended to be used in Qing University's exam. Wei Ling especially found tunes written by well-known domestic piano masters for her, in order to be a hit. The corners of Qiao Chen's mouth curled upwards, and her eyes lit up. She couldn't wait for the

The next day.

Nian woke

long-sleeved T-shirt from the closet and put it on, picked up her backpack, and went out. In the living room. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early

Zhui Guang, and when she came out, he smiled and greeted

"Miss Qiao, morning."

"Morning."

the bag over her shoulders with a casual look in

to go out. His deep eyes were a

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