Chapter 138 not everyone can be mu Yue

When she reached home, she happened to see Xia Bo and ding hai leaving their house. These few kids 'houses were not far from her house. Basically, other than school and sleeping time, they liked to stick to their house.

Although Wen Chi was a frivolous person, he still had quite the prestige among his brothers. The few youths were all convinced by him.

Wen Chi, who had finished his homework, was playing his game as usual. When he saw Wen Qiao, he took off his earphones and said, " "There's another student in our school who has similar symptoms as me."

"Oh, really? ptsd？How did he get this illness?"

his family seems to be quite rich. His father passed away when he was six or seven years old. After that, he suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder. However, his family doesn't seem to think that it's an illness. His mother is very strict and doesn't allow anyone to mention her son's illness to her. She doesn't see a doctor or take medicine.

what's wrong? " Wen Qiao was a little worried. something will happen if this continues.

"I think so too," Wen Chi shrugged.

She thought to herself,'luckily, they have a good sister.'

"How have you been?"

Wen Chi: " I feel that the medicine is effective. I'm indeed not as easily angered as I was before.

alright, " Wen Qiao nodded. that's good.

"What about you?" she touched Wen Mo's head.

Wen mo also nodded, which meant that he had been doing fine recently.

Wen Qiao had more expectations. Xiao mo hadn't spoken for many years. Even if he was willing to speak, he would probably have to overcome many difficulties in terms of voice.

However, as long as the psychological barrier was overcome, that kind of difficulty was a small matter.

Su Yun had finished preparing dinner, and the family sat around the small table to eat.

She glanced at Wen Qiao and said,"your uncle's family took a loan to buy a house." &Nbsp;

Wen Qiao raised her brows,'so we're the only ones in his family who can borrow money? If you can't borrow from us, you can only borrow from the bank? Your relationship with others isn't very good."

Wen Chi held back his laughter.

Su Yun glanced at her. you little girl. Your mouth is so unforgiving.

Wen Qiao shrugged. mom, I'm being fair. You have to learn from me. We can't treat everyone the same, understand? "

I can't win against you. Su Lei's wedding is set for early December. Let's go to the wedding together.

"That heartless uncle of mine invited you?"

Su Yun wanted to pinch her face. speak properly. They called us over. They have the intention to keep in touch with us.

Wen Qiao snorted. it's just as the saying goes,'no one asks the poor in the busy city, but the rich have distant relatives in the mountains.'

go ahead. After all, we're relatives. We'll just have a drink and do him a favor.

"We'll talk about it when the time comes," Wen Qiao pouted.

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Xu Lu probably checked her email dozens of times a day. She was originally full of confidence, but the longer she waited, the more uncertain she became.

After waiting for a week, he received an email from song Hao of hai Mao records.

Her heart was in her throat, and she opened the email nervously.

[ Thank you for your submission. At the moment, the songs you composed don't match the style of our company's singers. We hope that we will have the opportunity to work together in the future. Thank you-song Hao from ocean Mao. ]

Xu Lu's heart sank. She felt that she had been humiliated by the other party. He actually did not like her song.

She gritted her teeth. It was obvious that they didn't know what was good for them. There were more than one record company. If they didn't accept it, there would be other companies.

Unwilling to give up, she cast her net wide and invested in a few well-known record companies in the market.

The replies from the smaller companies were fast, but they weren't as tactful as hai Mao.

I'm sorry, your composing skills are not up to par. Our company will not accept it.

the style is too old. The market will not accept it.

it's a little weird. It's not traditional enough, it's not popular enough. Sorry, our company doesn't need this kind of music.

Xu Lu almost broke down.