The Royal Music of Country Y is indeed the top music in the world, but at present she wants to develop her influence in S City, and then expand Europe step by step. Now it is not a good choice to leave S City.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yimo raised his delicate eyebrows slightly, "I'll talk about it then."

After speaking, she turned and left, opened the door and walked out.

The back is slender and arrogant and lonely.

For several minutes, everyone in the entire box came over, and the atmosphere was very delicate.

The world's top royal music actually met Waterloo for the first time?

And it happened to a little girl...

The faint smile on Hibbert's face was a little stiff.

On the other end, Qiao Anchu had already put on a beautiful dress, ready to meet people from Y country's royal music.

Qiao Anchu was nervous and excited, and even the lines for the meeting had been rehearsed in advance.

She stood in the hall of the Great Times and took a few deep breaths to force the tension in her heart.

She pursed her lips nervously and walked upstairs quietly.

At the moment he stepped onto the elevator, Qiao Anchu had imagined in his mind that he would be standing on the top stage in the world to play the piano, and then he accepted the most envied gaze of the world.

Hee hee, it's so shameful.

At the moment when Qiao Anchu was full of joy, Turning suddenly met a familiar face.

She froze in place for a second, her voice raised, full of doubts: "You, why are you here?"

Qiao Yimo raised his eyebrows and didn't speak.

Seeing Qiao Yimo not speaking, Qiao Anchu felt a bad premonition in his heart, and his flustered voice was a little disgusted, "Dead turtle, you, are you also the one who came to see the Royal Music of Country Y?"

Qiao Yimo's eyes were cold and his emotions were very weak, "What's the matter?"

Qiao Yimo's words thoroughly verified Qiao Anchu's thoughts.

Sure enough, she was the one who came to meet the Royal Music of Country Y.

What a hypocrisy. Yesterday, I obviously said nothing to Grandma Qingzhi, but I came here today.

Really cheap bones.

Qiao Anchu looked at the coldness remaining in Qiao Yimo's eyes, her fingers squeezed slightly.

She hated Qiao Yimo's look at her.

This kind of look is too polite, it really complied with that sentence, a turtle.

Qiao Yimo looked at Qiao Anchu with a look of contempt in his eyes, chuckled lightly, and then left.

Qiao Anchu looked at Qiao Yimo's back and snorted coldly.

As for her, even if they come to meet people from Royal Music of Country Y, people from Royal Music will not look at her.

Qiao Anchu tidyed up his skirt, put a smile on his face, opened the door of the box and walked in.

When everyone saw the door being pushed open, they were a little surprised, thinking that Liang Yin had just come to the door again.

Unexpectedly, I saw another stranger in the next second.

Hibbert glanced at the assistant, and wondered: "Who is this person?"

Hibbert’s assistant looked at it for a few seconds before saying: "Sir, I forgot to tell you. This person is the daughter of a business man with a face in S city. I heard that he likes music and understands music well, so I specially gave her a chance. Come and see you."

Hibbert looked at Qiao Anchu in front of him and nodded slightly, "Sit down."

When Qiao Anchu saw Hibbert talking to her, she was overjoyed. She bowed slightly, her eyebrows were a little bit of joy, "Hello Mr. Hibbert, my name is Qiao Anchu."

After introducing himself, Qiao Anchu raised his eyes and looked at Hibbert.

Hibbert, who was sitting in front, had a dark face and was obviously in a bad mood.

Seeing this, Qiao Anchu was delighted. It must have been Qiao Yimo's embarrassment that angered Mr. Hibbert just now, so he looked gloomy and unhappy.

Hibbert glanced at Qiao Anchu in front of him and asked first, "I heard you like music?"

Qiao Anchu's mouth curled up slightly, and his voice was sweet, "Well, I started practicing piano at the age of eight, and it's been ten years since I was eight years old."

Hibbert heard his eyes glistening and said in a low voice, "That's not bad."

"Thank you Mr. Hibbert for the compliment." JrNovels.com