After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

Murong Qiao gave everyone a surprise.

"Which program I want to keep, everyone already has the answer in their hearts." The president of the literary club announced on stage.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded in response.

It is true that Feng Xinyao's level is far beyond normal people, but when Murong Qiao came on stage, sat in front of the piano and pressed the first key and played the first melody, the winner was already decided.

The final result was not unexpected, Murong Qiao kept the piano solo program.

"..." Feng Xinyao clenched her lower lip, quite unwillingly.

Her gaze was fixed on Murong Qiao, looking at her face that was made even better by the ordinary clothes, the jealousy in her heart couldn't stop pouring out.

In this piano competition, she thought she was sure of winning, but she didn't expect Murong Qiao's level to be higher than hers.

The gazes from all around made Feng Xinyao feel hot on her face, making her wish she could turn around and leave here now.

But if she left like this, wouldn't it be more evidence that she admitted that she was inferior to others, and she lost the piano competition, so how could she show up at the welcome party?

The applause from the audience lasted for a long time, and Murong Qiao returned to the backstage after thanking her briefly. Before she could leave, the president of the art club came to find her.

The president's eyes seemed to be shining when he saw her, "Student Murong's piano is very good!"

She said it sincerely, the president also learned the piano for a period of time, so he can better understand how big the gap between Murong Qiao and Feng Xinyao is.

When Murong Qiao was praised, he just responded indifferently. This kind of reaction immediately made the president feel that this was not even Murong Qiao's true level.

"By the way, I'm here to discuss with you. Is it okay to put you last in the order of the welcome party?" The president started talking about business.

Originally, the sequence of the show had not been decided yet, but after seeing Murong Qiao's level, the president immediately decided to put her piano solo at the end as the finale.

When Murong Qiao heard this, he raised his head and glanced at the president, his flat expression seemed to show a little surprise, which seemed to be the president's illusion.

She nodded and agreed, "Yes, and there is no need to prepare clothes for me, I can wear my own."

After Murong Qiao explained it, the president repeatedly agreed.

Clothes for the party are often rented outside at a cost, and Murong Qiao prefers to wear her own skirts.

"President, someone is looking for you outside." A team member came over to call her.

Helpless, the president had no choice but to temporarily end the conversation with Murong Qiao.

Sitting on a chair, Murong Qiao cast her gaze in the direction in which the president of the literary club left, and just saw a touch of white skirt swaying by.

She raised her eyebrows, and with one foot hanging down on the ground, she made a slight effort to sit on the chair and turn around in a circle, with a kind of leisurely ease.

During the performance just now, Feng Xinyao's pale face was naturally noticed by Murong Qiao

It seems that someone can't sit still.

The person looking for the president was naturally Feng Xinyao, for the program of the welcome party.

"We excluded you when your program was changed to piano solo." The president frowned.

Feng Xinyao came to her and said that she wanted to switch back to the original program.

But now the rehearsal has started, and the program has almost been decided.

The last time Feng Xinyao said that she wanted to change the piano solo, the president's evaluation of her had already changed, and now the other party said that she wanted to change it back. How can there be such a good thing in the world?

When Feng Xinyao was rejected by the president, her eyes turned red instantly, as if she was aggrieved, and those passing by felt as if they were being bullied, and they couldn't help throwing their eyes full of condemnation at the president.

The president now only thinks that Feng Xinyao is difficult to deal with, so she sighed and thought of a compromise.

"It's okay to change it if you have to, but you can only be placed in the front." She made a suggestion.

Fortunately, the current program time is loose enough, and Feng Xinyao can make room for a little squeeze.

The smile on Feng Xinyao's face almost froze.

From the order of the programs placed in the front, it can be seen that they are not important, so Feng Xinyao is naturally unwilling.

It's a pity that she has no other choice. Now that the program has been set, Feng Xinyao can only do so if she wants to participate.

"Okay." She pursed her lips and nodded.

The image of Murong Qiao performing on stage flashed in Feng Xinyao's mind, and she regretted that she had made a mistake this time, and made a note of Murong Qiao, but she still felt unconvinced.

In any case, the ending is set.

Feng Xinyao's piano solo was rejected by everyone, and all those who participated in the rehearsal that night chose Murong Qiao without hesitation.

She returned to the dormitory, and lifted the humming washing machine heavily, as if to vent her anger.

"If it weren't for her surname Murong..." Feng Xinyao felt it was unfair.

Perhaps it was because she was used to being courted by others, so Feng Xinyao believed that those who chose Murong Qiao also had the same mentality.

And when Feng Xinyao went to the president just now to say that she wanted to change the program, she also heard that Murong Qiao's program would be placed last.

Thinking that she had to be placed in the previous program, Feng Xinyao felt even more angry, she just felt that she was unlucky.

She also knew the difficult piece that Murong Qiao chose, and the only loss was that she didn't play it first.

No matter what Feng Xinyao thought, Murong Qiao's show was arranged at the end. She returned to the dormitory after the rehearsal, Yang Xin and Leng Yan were there.

"Qiao Qiao, what's going on on the forum, I think they are talking bad things about you." Yang Xin waved her phone and asked her.

The forum is considered to be an active place for Hui university students. After dinner at night, everyone will make a fuss when they have nothing to do. Therefore, many people found a post about the welcome party.

[On the "fair choice" of the art club for the program of the welcome party. 】

The title of the post is blatant, and if you enter it once, you will talk about the rehearsal.

[As we all know, the president of the literary and art club is a face control, and a friend I know said that after tonight's rehearsal, Murong Qiao's show was set as the finale, so it's hard not to wonder if there are other bonuses. 】

[I've heard too many classic programs like piano solo, and that's it. There are many people in the program that are more brilliant than her, aren't they? 】

The article is clear and the corresponding evidence is given, and many people's thinking is directly led astray.

——It doesn't look like a lie, did you really choose Murong Qiao? Then what's the point of this welcome party.

——Anyway, she is also a flower in the Department of Economics and Management. Renmei has good grades, so is it necessary to belittle her like this?

——Just kidding, if it's really good-looking, wouldn't the school belle be a better choice? If you want me to say that the president of the literature and art club has problems with his eyes, if Feng Xinyao doesn't look at such a big beauty and chooses a nerd, those who don't know will think he is the president of the literature club.

It didn't take long for the post to be posted, and the popularity began to grow upwards, and it was pushed to the homepage within ten minutes.

Murong Qiao leaned over and took a look at the content of the post through Yang Xin's mobile phone. After just a glance, he moved away disinterestedly, and then went back to sit in front of his desk.

"They said theirs." Her tone was flat, and Yang Xin couldn't help but look at it twice because of her lack of response.

She hesitated for a moment and then said, "Aren't you angry?"

Those people on the forum said everything, and Yang Xin felt that if the person who said it was herself, her lungs would explode right now.

"These people are full and idle, so you should watch less." However, Murong Qiao really didn't care.