Chapter: 873
Yin Su frowned and said suspiciously: "Student Fu, what's the matter with you?"
"No...no what." Fu Zhiying tried her best to suppress a smile, her entire face flushed.
"Sit down if anything is wrong."
Fu Zhiying nodded and sat down obediently.
She almost couldn't hold back a laugh just now.
While holding back his smile, Fu Zhiying glanced in the direction of Qiao Yimo, and a bit of sarcasm flashed through his eyes.
Qiao Yimo happened to notice this look, and her cold eyes flashed, revealing a bit of deep meaning.
*
School ends at five in the evening.
A brown Bentley parked at the school gate with Fu Zhiting sitting inside.
"Brother." Fu Zhiying saw the familiar license plate number and hurried over.
Hearing the sound, Fu Zhiting looked slightly, his thin lips lightly hooked.
"Are you ready to return to Country Y?"
Fu Zhiying looked unwilling, "Brother, what you said is the same as if you don't come to S city in the future."
Fu Zhiting laughed, "I heard that the players participating in the Global Piano Competition this time are very good. Are you confident to win the championship?"
Hearing this, Fu Zhiying couldn't help but laugh. The players are very good, right?
"I'm afraid I don't know who will participate in the competition this time."
Indeed, Fu Zhiting has never been to know about it, but he has all heard of it.
Fu Zhiying smiled, "That liar will also participate."
"Liar?" Fu Zhiting twisted his eyebrows slightly, "You mean cold heart... Qiao Yimo?"
"There will be anyone besides her."
"Zhiying." Fu Zhiting's voice sank a little, and said in a warning tone: "You can't be so polite."
Fu Zhiying seemed to be deterred, and didn't speak.
Anyway, she would just tell her brother about this, because she also has only one purpose, and this competition must make Qiao Yimo a miserable defeat!
Brother just waited to see how Qiao Yimo fell from the altar to the bottom.
What kind of sweetheart, is Qiao Yimo worthy of being her brother's sweetheart?
*The day after tomorrow is the big game.
I'm leaving for country Y tomorrow.
Joe's house.
Dong Yan helped Qiao Anchu tidy up things briefly, and by the way asked: "Who is participating in the competition this time?"
Because the entire system has changed this year, and now even the players participating in the competition are kept secret.
Only the day of the game is known.
"Just..." Qiao Anchu hesitated to speak, not knowing whether to say it or not.
If it is said, Dong Yan should make Qiao Yimo give up the game in order to maintain the reputation of the Qiao family. If Qiao Yimo gives up this game, then she will not be able to abuse Qiao Yimo.
This is not enough, Qiao Anchu has been waiting for this opportunity.
The championship must be won, and Qiao Yimo must be cruelly abused.
"What's wrong?" Dong Yan suspiciously: "Don't you know the contestants yet?"
Qiao Anchu nodded and smiled: "No one told me, I don't know."
Dong Yan smiled when she heard the words, "The confidentiality work is really good."
But if Mo Xin does not participate, there is no suspense that this champion will fall on Qiao Anchu. Dong Yan thought.
*
At the same time, the other side.
Cold house.
After returning home, Qiao Yimo sat in front of the piano and played for a while.
The tones of the songs of the previous years are now stamped in my mind, and I can't forget it.
Even every time I replay, I can do it at my fingertips.
I have to admit that these are the only talents she has in music.
The man stood aside, not coming up to bother him, but felt that her music was so calming. JrNovels.com
"No...no what." Fu Zhiying tried her best to suppress a smile, her entire face flushed.
"Sit down if anything is wrong."
Fu Zhiying nodded and sat down obediently.
She almost couldn't hold back a laugh just now.
While holding back his smile, Fu Zhiying glanced in the direction of Qiao Yimo, and a bit of sarcasm flashed through his eyes.
Qiao Yimo happened to notice this look, and her cold eyes flashed, revealing a bit of deep meaning.
*
School ends at five in the evening.
A brown Bentley parked at the school gate with Fu Zhiting sitting inside.
"Brother." Fu Zhiying saw the familiar license plate number and hurried over.
Hearing the sound, Fu Zhiting looked slightly, his thin lips lightly hooked.
"Are you ready to return to Country Y?"
Fu Zhiying looked unwilling, "Brother, what you said is the same as if you don't come to S city in the future."
Fu Zhiting laughed, "I heard that the players participating in the Global Piano Competition this time are very good. Are you confident to win the championship?"
Hearing this, Fu Zhiying couldn't help but laugh. The players are very good, right?
"I'm afraid I don't know who will participate in the competition this time."
Indeed, Fu Zhiting has never been to know about it, but he has all heard of it.
Fu Zhiying smiled, "That liar will also participate."
"Liar?" Fu Zhiting twisted his eyebrows slightly, "You mean cold heart... Qiao Yimo?"
"There will be anyone besides her."
"Zhiying." Fu Zhiting's voice sank a little, and said in a warning tone: "You can't be so polite."
Fu Zhiying seemed to be deterred, and didn't speak.
Anyway, she would just tell her brother about this, because she also has only one purpose, and this competition must make Qiao Yimo a miserable defeat!
Brother just waited to see how Qiao Yimo fell from the altar to the bottom.
What kind of sweetheart, is Qiao Yimo worthy of being her brother's sweetheart?
*The day after tomorrow is the big game.
I'm leaving for country Y tomorrow.
Joe's house.
Dong Yan helped Qiao Anchu tidy up things briefly, and by the way asked: "Who is participating in the competition this time?"
Because the entire system has changed this year, and now even the players participating in the competition are kept secret.
Only the day of the game is known.
"Just..." Qiao Anchu hesitated to speak, not knowing whether to say it or not.
If it is said, Dong Yan should make Qiao Yimo give up the game in order to maintain the reputation of the Qiao family. If Qiao Yimo gives up this game, then she will not be able to abuse Qiao Yimo.
This is not enough, Qiao Anchu has been waiting for this opportunity.
The championship must be won, and Qiao Yimo must be cruelly abused.
"What's wrong?" Dong Yan suspiciously: "Don't you know the contestants yet?"
Qiao Anchu nodded and smiled: "No one told me, I don't know."
Dong Yan smiled when she heard the words, "The confidentiality work is really good."
But if Mo Xin does not participate, there is no suspense that this champion will fall on Qiao Anchu. Dong Yan thought.
*
At the same time, the other side.
Cold house.
After returning home, Qiao Yimo sat in front of the piano and played for a while.
The tones of the songs of the previous years are now stamped in my mind, and I can't forget it.
Even every time I replay, I can do it at my fingertips.
I have to admit that these are the only talents she has in music.
The man stood aside, not coming up to bother him, but felt that her music was so calming. JrNovels.com
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