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She had never thought about things like grade examinations when she played music. It was originally a hobby to cultivate her feelings. She never thought about getting anything from these. After all, she didn't need to take the art examinations like Qiao Chen.

She got into Qing University, anyway.

These words fell on Tang Wanru and Jiang Xianrou's ears, sounding a bit provocative. Especially since Qiao Nian chose the arrangement that took second place, of all possible arrangements. In Jiang Xianrou's eyes, her behavior became more and more provocative!

She was stern, with no expression on her face, and said lightly, "Since you have taken out the konghou, don't talk about grades. I believe that the students Master Nie values must be outstanding. I will learn from you, too."

She emphasized the words 'learn from you!!

The words were full of ridicule and reeking of bitterness.

She really didn't expect to meet Qiao Nian yesterday and then again today. This feeling was as disgusting as eating a fly.

She got off the stage and walked to stand beside Tang Wanru, took the woman's arm, and whispered to Qiao Nian, "I have given you the stage. Please!" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

where her thick jealousy came from.

had given her the space, she walked

was a careless and nonchalant aura all over

wondering what to make of her

named Qiao Nian was a bit crazy, but they had to admit that she really had no

valued had stage fright, she would be

this Qiao

"I don't know."

in front of Master Nie. I don't know whether to say she's bold or ambitious. Master Nie's konghou skills

a look first. I think she's quite

let alone play it well. I think she will make a fool of herself later. Look at it, it's definitely not

but this time he was unexpectedly calm, and he

and sat down cross-legged. She sat in a casual posture, placing the konghou in front of her chest, and played the strings with her left and

itself was

her own aura had no classical element to it at all. Looking at her sweater and peaked cap, she appeared incongruent with the