Fake daughters are wealthy

Ma'am, her vest is making a splash in the city again

The practice room that Song Tian rented happened to be on the third floor. Green creepers covered the walls. When the windows were opened, the breeze was blowing on the face, bringing in bursts of coolness.

After Song Tian opened the window, she put down her bag, took out the soft dancing shoes from the bag, raised her head, and said to the girl with an embarrassed expression, "That Qiao Nian, I'm sorry."

After the girl came in, she threw her bag aside, and went directly to try the electronic piano. The black and white keys played a ding-dong sound in her hands. She frowned, as if she was not satisfied, stepped aside, and folded her hands on her chest. , with his chin resting on his cold white hand, he looked at the electronic organ on the shelf and seemed to be thinking about something.

After a full minute, Qiao Nian walked back again and turned up the tone adjustment button on the left side of the keyboard with one hand.

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She was very straightforward throughout the whole process, and when she heard Song Tian talking to herself, she raised her head in confusion, and said very casually, "What?"

Song Tian saw her beautiful eyes looking at her, she didn't know where to put her hands and feet, her earlobe was slightly red, she grabbed the seam of her trousers, and said in a low voice: "I didn't know there was no air conditioner here, just now I found out when I came in. Will you be hot, if it is hot, we will change..."

The Department of Chinese Medicine is notoriously poor!

Up to the professor, down to the department, they are all poor.

This time, the two of them represented the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine to participate in the opening ceremony, and the Department had already allocated a sum of money to them.

But Song Tian didn't expect the prices in Beijing to be so expensive.

After receiving the money, she searched the Internet for a long time before finding this practice room. Although it was far from the school, the price was the cheapest and there was no need to queue.

She thought she had picked up a bargain, and even bragged to her classmates in the group, who knew that cheap would not be good, and there was no air conditioner.

It was quite hot in August.

She doesn't care.

Shuangjiang City was originally called the Furnace City. She is used to the hot summer weather. Although Beijing City is hot in summer, it is much cooler than Shuangjiang City.

She didn't care about it herself, but she felt sorry to trouble Qiao Nian. After all, Qiao Nian didn't need to be on stage, she said she needed an accompanist, and he would support her.

Song Tian thought about the living expenses on her card when she just arrived, and then looked at the girl's porcelain white face. She gritted her teeth and decided to go all out. She said generously, "If you feel hot, let's change places. I know there are other places near Qingda University." It’s a practice room, but it’s near the opening ceremony, there should be a lot of people going there to practice, we might have to queue up now.”

Qiao Nian originally thought she was going to tell her something, so she waited patiently for her to finish speaking, with the tails of her eyes slightly raised, she casually took off her peaked cap and threw it aside, arrogant and sassy: "No need to change it."

"Ah?" Song Tian touched her ears embarrassedly: "You don't have to accommodate me..."

After the last meal, some boys in the group discussed privately that the number one student in the college entrance examination of their department was good at everything, but they were too cold-tempered and seemed difficult to get along with.

She herself felt that Qiao Nian was easy to get along with. Leaving aside the girl's gangster impression, it was Qiao Nian's leadership in Haicui Pavilion that they managed to occupy the box.

"I'm not accommodating you." Qiao Nian turned her wrist and moved her muscles that hadn't been moved for a long time. Her tone was casual, but inexplicably pampering: "I think this place is very good, quiet and no one disturbs you."

Qiao Nian looked up with black eyes, smiled, and relaxed her shoulders very leisurely: "And isn't there a fan here?"