The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me

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Chapter 177: Chapter 177 not at ease

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The two teachers who had already given Wen Qiao’s group low marks suddenly hesitated.

If these students made a scene and really posted this on the internet, the school would lose face if the unfair treatment from Central Conservatory of Music was spread.

Hence, he changed his score urgently.

Zhao Tong was still fighting with Lu Youyou backstage. Lu Youyou’s mouth could beat ten Zhao Tong’s.

Zhao Tong’s combat power was weak and she loved to fight.

“If I win, the people of your Folk Music Club will have to take a detour when they see me in school in the future.” Zhao Yang shouted hysterically.

“Sure. If we win, even you, Zhao Zhu, will have to take a detour when you see us!” Lu Youyou said.

Just when Zhao Tong couldn’t hold on any longer, a staff member ran backstage,”All of you, come on stage. It’s time to announce the scores.”

Zhao Tong took the lead and rushed in front.

Lu Youyou shouted from behind, ” if you’re not the first, you’re really the first. What’s the rush? ”

Zhao Tong turned around and looked at her. don’t be so arrogant. You’ll be crying later.

In fact, Lu Youyou really didn’t have much confidence.

One of the judges was Zhao Tong’s cousin, and the other two teachers were also Western music teachers.

Everyone felt that Zhao Tong’s victory was certain.

First, they announced Zhao Tong’s scores. The three teachers gave her 9.0, 9.0, and 9.2 marks respectively.

wow, ” Lu Youyou mumbled softly, ” this President really doesn’t avoid suspicion. He played so badly and still scored 9.2.

“Next is the performance score of the Folk Music Club.”

The three teachers slowly revealed their scores. 9.2, 9.2, 9.0.

Zhao jun was stunned.

Lu Youyou smiled at her and asked,”does it count?” We’ve won.”

Zhao Tong gritted her teeth and looked at the two teachers. They actually changed their minds at the last minute. They really had no principles.

Liang Chen turned his head to look at the other teacher’s score and raised his eyebrows slightly. He had originally wanted to let Wen Qiao be eliminated this time to give her a blow and let her see the reality and accept his suggestion to enter the Student Union.

Unexpectedly, there was a sudden change in the plan.

It was really because his cousin was a hopeless case. The difference between the two groups was too big, and the teacher at the side was afraid of being criticized, so he changed the score at the last minute.

“Then, the three groups of students who will perform at the Wen CI art Center at the end of the term are decided.”

Wen Qiao raised her brows slightly. Their standards were not only 0.2 points higher than Zhao Tong’s.

The prejudice still existed.

It was a long way to go.

Zhuang Yan carried his violin case and left the activity hall. In the dark corridor, he didn’t even notice that there was a smile on his face.

With that, the concert was worth looking forward to.

As the group got off the stage, Lu Youyou arrogantly said, ” “Student Zhao, the winner takes all. I’ll give you three seconds to disappear from our sight. Don’t let us see you in school ever again.”

Wen Qiao and the rest were all arrogant and looked at Zhao Tong coldly.

Zhao Tong felt wronged,”just you wait!” &Nbsp;

After he finished speaking, he left in a Huff.

Jin Xuan and the others quickly followed Lady Zhao’s footsteps, disheartened.

“Hurry up and go home and cry to your father. Just say that your classmates are bullying you,” Lu Youyou shouted from behind.

Then, he rolled his eyes. you’re already so old. Your only trump card is still to go home and tell on me.

Lin Xiang twirled the flute in her hand. President, please give us a practice schedule. We’ll have to work hard in the future.

no problem. We must rectify the name of our folk music at the end of the year public performance.

Xu Lu was injured and could not jump around.

Zhao Tong was defeated and didn’t dare to jump around for the time being.

Wen Qiao and the others had a short period of peace in school.

After Fu Nanli went to Munich and then to helsinki, it had been seven days since they last met.

He seemed to be coming back tomorrow.

Wen Qiao didn’t know why, but she felt uneasy.