Chapter 550: This is the height of Mr. Nie’s closed disciples
She didn't know why Wei Ling suddenly mentioned this, and she was in a state of confusion.
She saw that the angry look on Wei Ling's face was gradually replaced by a kind of hatred. Her face turned cold. She stood up, straightened her fox fur shawl, her eyes were cold, she pursed her lips and said, "You successfully passed the exam to Tsinghua University.
It’s time to celebrate. Let’s do this. I’ll invite Professor Cheng Wu over and have a meal together. You should study finance with him in the future and build a good relationship with him. It will be helpful to you in the future.”
Qiao Ai raised his eyes and was stunned for half a second. When he realized what she said, he immediately overjoyed and said, "Thank you, aunt!"
"Yeah." Wei Ling used to look down on her flattering face. After experiencing this incident, she felt that Qiao Ao's well-behaved and cute appearance was much better than the arrogant and domineering appearance of some people.
, at least it won’t bite.
Thinking of this, she raised her chin slightly, looked at the surprised girl, and said softly: "There is another thing that I didn't have time to tell you before."
Qiao Ai stood there obediently, tilted his head, and asked softly: "Is there anything else? Auntie."
Wei Ling glanced at her from the corner of her eye and saw that she was specially dressed up today. She was wearing seven clothes and had delicate features. Although she was not as elegant and showy as Qiao Nian, she at least had a little bit of Xiaojiabiyu's look, so she could handle it.
She didn't sell off, and spoke concisely: "Last time, the Beijing TV station planned a music science popularization program, and the effect was very good. I heard that they intend to hold a music exchange meeting, and Chai Guang will also go there. If you can do it at the piano
If you beat Zhui Guang in terms of your achievements, Mr. Nie will definitely be impressed by you."
She stared at Qiao Ai urgently, as if she could see through Qiao Ai's soul, raised the corner of her mouth with a mocking arc, straightened her clothes, and said casually: "Don't you want to become your teacher under Mr. Nie? This is the best opportunity.
Practice the piano well when you go back, and I will try my best to help you!"
"..." Qiao Ai pinched the palms of his hands, unable to believe that such a good thing would happen to him.
Wei Ling looked cold and said immediately: "Why, you don't want to participate?"
"This music exchange meeting, the Piano Association only has two places. According to the rules, you are not qualified to get a place in our association. I will give you one through the back door. If you don't want to, forget it."
How could Qiao Ai not be willing? When he heard her tone, he was a little unhappy and hurriedly expressed his position: "I do! Auntie, I do!"
"I was just too excited and didn't respond right away, so I didn't answer you right away." Qiao Nian suppressed the ambition and excitement in her eyes, bit her lip, and said softly: "Auntie, I want to participate..."
She looked anxious to explain, which made Wei Ling curl her lips, look at her condescendingly, and said in a cold tone: "As long as you want to participate, I will reserve a place for you in the association, you can do your best.
Prepare to be disappointed!"
She looked down upon Qiao Ai, and she didn't think Qiao Ai's qualifications could be of much use.
But she hates Qiao Nian.
There is an old saying that is often said, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Doesn’t it mean that Qiao Nian doesn’t like Qiao Ai and always compares herself with Qiao Ai?
She wanted to lift Qiao Ai to the sky, to a height that even Qiao Nian could not reach even if she jumped!
Lao Nie’s closed disciples are at this level!
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The other side.
Second floor of the villa.
Qiao Nian went back to the room as soon as she arrived. She had just finished taking a shower, put on a set of clean and fresh clothes and walked out of the bathroom. From the corner of her eye, she saw the screen of her mobile phone flickering on the bed.