Fu Chenxue did not go directly from the stage, but walked backstage with Zhou Yun. As soon as he entered the backstage, several professor-looking people swarmed up and surrounded Fu Chenxue, excited and incoherent: "Classmate, what is your name?"
"Classmate, which department are you from?"
"Classmate, would you like to come to my department?"
"Classmate, I am the director of the G City Music Association. My name is..."
"Classmate, I am the consultant of 'Royal Entertainment', my name is..."
…
Before Fu Chenxue could answer, Zhou Yun stood in front of those people and said with an elegant smile: "Teachers, I'm really sorry. He is a close disciple of Teacher Feng. If you have any ideas, it's best to talk to Teacher Feng first.
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"Feng Yuanheng?" The professors were immediately discouraged. They knew better than anyone who Feng Yuanheng was. Wouldn't asking for someone from Feng Yuanheng be like seeking skin from a tiger? One professor said unwillingly: "I don't believe it! I've never heard of Feng Yuanheng.
How is this possible when you have always accepted some closed disciples?"
Several other professors also echoed. Zhou Yun sneered and said: "If it's true or not, you can find out if you ask Teacher Feng. Fu Chenxue, let's go -"
After exiting the back door, Zhou Yun smiled and said, "You weren't angry when I said that just now, were you?"
Fu Chenxue smiled and said: "Why are you angry? I also want to thank you for rescuing me. I just realized that you are a very scheming girl -"
Zhou Yun said dissatisfied: "Fu Chenxue, are you still a man? You care about everything with girls, why don't you just go buy a knife."
Fu Chenxue was stunned and asked, "Why should I buy a knife?"
Zhou Yun turned around and said with a chuckle: "What do you want to do? Castrate yourself——"
Fu Chenxue was speechless. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that the fairy-like Zhou Yun could be so witty and humorous, with a daughter's heart and a needle on the seabed. Women are indeed made of water - isn't water the most fickle?
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"Thank you, Fu Chenxue!" Zhou Yun smiled, her eyes gentler than the stars in the sky, "You helped me realize a dream, the most beautiful dream. You may not know how important it is to me. I originally
I thought this dream would never come true, but I didn’t expect happiness to come so suddenly... Today is my birthday, and "Believer" is the best gift..."
Fu Chenxue gently held Zhou Yun's little hand and said, "Xiao Yun, happy birthday! Tell me, how do you want to celebrate?"
Zhou Yun hesitated for a moment, then asked with a blushing face: "Are you... willing to accompany me?"
Fu Chenxue laughed dumbly and said, "Aren't I just accompanying you?"
Zhou Yun smiled and said: "Then...how about we go have a drink?"
Fu Chenxue smiled and said, "Okay, I wish I could... But I have to call Xiaoxue to prevent her from getting anxious."
"Are you... nervous about her?"
"She's my sister—"
"Oh, is it Sister Lin who fell from the sky?" Zhou Yun blinked and laughed.
Fu Chenxue rubbed her nose and said seriously: "Xiaoyun, today is your birthday, you have to pay for it, but I don't have a penny!"
Zhou Yun was so angry that she stamped her feet and shouted: "Fu Chenxue, are you still a man? How can you go out drinking and ask a girl to pay the bill? You didn't even give me a birthday gift."
Fu Chenxue smiled and said: "A penny can stump a heroic man, but who makes me so poor that I can't open the pot..."
Zhou Yun gritted her teeth and shouted: "Fu Chenxue, you scoundrel——"
At this moment, a group of people came running towards me, all of them looked fierce, shouting: "Where are they -"