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The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me

Fu Nanli, the flight captain and sole heir to the Fu Consortium, lost his memory in an accident. He could not remember anything about his family, identity, or status. He only remembered Wen Qiao, who had risked his life to save her before the accident. "You are?" Wen Qiao said shamelessly, "I'm your wife." Young Master Fu was confused, but he only remembered one person. If she said yes, then so be it. The cold and noble Prince Charming had been snatched away by a wild girl from nowhere. All the socialites in Harbor City were enraged. All the socialites gathered 100 million yuan. They had to tear off the fake mask of a certain vixen, Wen Qiao. However, all they got, in the end, was the marriage of the century. The wife he got after losing his memory, when he regained his memory, would still be the person he loved the most in his life. If everything was guided by fate, then he would be grateful for such an encounter, that was what Fu Nanli believed. yuan to rip off the vixen Wen Qiao’s mask and expose her lies. Yet, there is nothing they can do to stop the 'wedding of the century' from taking place. Just like that, one hundred million yuan is gone in a flash! Uttering cries of anguish, the socialites simply can’t fathom why this is happening. "Everyone says Young Master Fu is shrewd and adept at scheming. Why did he fall for the deceitful little vixen?!” With an arrogant gaze, the man muses dotingly, “If I didn’t play along, how was I to abduct the little fox and take her home?”

Ding Jiashu · Thành thị
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
1477 Chs

Chapter 825-deserved

It was as if his Qiao 'er's "spring rain" was played for him alone.

The first section of the lute solo " spring rain " was motivated by a relaxed and happy tone. It presented the freshness, smoothness, and beauty of the melody by changing the zone, adding flowers, and off-key, so that the audience would be immersed in the beautiful green fields of Jiangnan.

"It's so nice."

Behind Fu Nanli came a series of gasps of admiration.

shut up and listen carefully. Don't disturb her. It was another boy's voice.

It was followed by the second section, which was like a drizzle that suddenly became heavier, and people's emotions could not help but be stirred.

Her fingers were as agile as a snake and she was full of emotions. Everyone present was attracted to her.

Zhuang Yan, who was standing on the side of the stage, was a little dazed. Wen Qiao had surprised everyone every time.

The third section was the climax of the first lute performance. The theme of the music was like the sea, accompanied by the double-string melody of the thumb, which made the music more emotional.

The difficulty of playing " spring rain " was similar to that of " ambush from all sides " and " the Overlord removes armor ". At the end of the song, the concert hall was quiet.

The judges in the first row were the first to snap back to their senses and start clapping.

Fu Nanli leaned back in his chair, gently putting his hands together and clapping.

Wen Qiao stood up and immediately saw Fu Nanli, who was sitting in the third row. She smiled, then gently touched the lute and placed it to the side. She then bowed, and thunderous applause rang out in the concert hall.

The boys behind Fu Nanli were almost hugging each other and crying. goddess, don't stop me. I'm going to give my goddess flowers.

"I also want to contribute."

"F * ck, you guys ordered flowers behind my back?"

"I only bought one and have been hiding it in my pocket."

"I'm Yingluo too."

"I'm also Jue Jue"

"Traitors! You're all traitors!"

your flowers are ready, " Fu Chuan whispered, " Qin bei is waiting backstage with the flowers.

Fu Nanli covered his lips with his index finger. "Don't say anything, the judges are judging."

Fu Chuan raised his eyebrows. Some people might look calm and steady on the surface, but their hearts were already in turmoil, right?

She had never seen master so nervous before. It was just an ordinary Music Competition.

Wen Qiao left the stage and walked past Zhuang Yan. Zhuang Yan smiled at her. "Congratulations."

congratulations? " Wen Qiao paused in her steps. for what? "

"You deserve to be the champion."

"You played your glorious Waltz very well too," Wen Qiao replied with a smile.

The lights on the stage embraced her gently, and Zhuang Yan was a little lost in thought. He was standing shoulder to shoulder with her at the highest point. He felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart. This emotion seemed to have surpassed the love between a man and a woman, and was out of admiration and respect for Wen Qiao.

While they were complimenting each other on the stage, Xu Lu could only watch the live broadcast on her mobile phone in her residence.

Of course, she wouldn't go to the venue. Wen Qiao had made it into the top eight, so she might even get third or second place. She couldn't accept the way Wen Qiao looked when she stood on the stage and glowed.

After a long wait, the results were out. The audience also quietly waited for the judges to give their marks.

These judges were all professors and Deans of major music academies, as well as the top musicians in the field of folk and Western music.

Half an hour later, the staff arranged for the first eight contestants to go on stage.

Three of the top eight were from Central Conservatory of Music.

Wen Qiao, Zhuang Yan, and Lin Xiang.

It showed that the top music Academy was indeed outstanding.