Fake daughters are wealthy

Backstage.

Everyone in the Chinese Medicine Department already knew the final results.

No.1!

Zhou Moyan and the others were speechless in astonishment, especially Yin Wenzhi. Before she knew the result, the corners of her mouth kept drooping, with a frowning face, as if Qiao Nian and the others had already lost.

The final result came out, Qiao Nian came first, Jiang Xianrou came second... She stood blankly in the background, and didn't go over with Zhou Moyan and the others to congratulate Qiao Nian and Song Tian.

Just standing there, with a complicated expression on his face, he wanted to say congratulations, but tried to move his lips, but felt that he couldn't get over his face.

"We are number one! Song Tian, ​​you can do it."

"Our department actually got No.1, you guys are so awesome!"

"Tsk, but brother is uneducated, so he can walk the world with a single sentence."

Song Tian was surrounded by several people, who brought water and patted her on the shoulder. Everyone was pleasantly surprised by the sudden success.

Song Tian herself was quite embarrassed, touched her earlobe, blushed, her eyes wandered, and she looked over the crowd surrounding her, looking at the girl drinking water in the corner: "This number one has nothing to do with me, it all depends on Qiao Read. If it weren't for her, we wouldn't have gotten No.1."

She spoke the truth.

In fact, everyone in the Department of Chinese Medicine knows well, and everyone knows how No. 1 came about this time.

The reason why they surrounded Song Tian was not around Qiao Nian.

The main reason is that the aura that girls give people is too cold, and it's quite uncommon for strangers to enter.

In fact, the boys wanted to go over and congratulate her, but the boss' aura was too strong, so they didn't dare to approach her.

Zhou Moyan was the most natural among the few boys. Hearing that Song Tian called Qiao Nian, his eyes darkened, and he walked towards the girl with water in his hand.

"Shall we have lunch together?"

The girl leaned against the dressing table and played with her mobile phone, with her head down and the brim of her hat pulled down.

Hearing him talking to himself, he slowly raised his head and put the phone back in his pocket: "No."

"Oh."

Zhou Moyan met her twice, and he probably got a good idea of ​​her personality, so she might not go to dinner with them, but his handsome face showed no sense of frustration, he put his hands in his pockets, smiled, and said, "The celebration banquet. Are you really not going?"

"No." Qiao Nian glanced at him again, straightened his legs, long and straight, rebellious browbones, beautiful dark eyes.

She paused, her tone was lazy and hoarse: "My dad came to me, and I have already promised to have lunch with him at noon. Next time."

Zhou Moyan nodded when he heard that she was going to have dinner with her parents, and no longer insisted: "That's fine. We'll go by ourselves. If you want to call, I'll send you the location."

"En." Qiao Nian felt that there was a high probability that she would not go, but what Zhou Moyan said was a polite invitation, and she politely responded.

As for whether she will eat this meal in the end...

Not that important.

Just basic social etiquette.

"Qiao Nian, won't you go with us?" Song Tian broke free from the crowd and came over with a baby face full of regret.

Qiao Nian had already taken her own things, and she spoke softer than Zhou Moyan: "I have something to do, you go and eat."

"Ah, that's it." Song Tian regretted it, and like Zhou Moyan, she didn't force Qiao Nian to go.

She saw Qiao Nian unscrew the bag containing the electronic organ with one hand, and then helped to help it, and said worriedly: "Why don't I find a boy with a tie to give it to you, and you alone have such a heavy thing, I... "

heavy?Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows, but she didn't feel how heavy the piano case was, she picked it up, turned around and said to Song Tian, ​​"It's okay, it's not too heavy."