Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Seeing that he didn't look like he wanted to let it go, Zhou Zheng didn't want to be in trouble or lose this supporter, so he was anxious about how to persuade him.

But Nie Qixing pulled the woman in the corner over.

The woman exclaimed and fell onto his lap, her shoulders shaking violently with fear, and her eyelashes were filled with tears, which was so touching.

Nie Qixing roughly raised her chin and admired that face, from top to bottom, wanting to examine every inch of it carefully.

The woman has exquisite facial features and a bright appearance...

From the appearance, it does look similar to the person he is looking for. Occasionally, from one or two angles, it even looks like seven or eight.

He stared at the woman's face, and his tone still sounded so gentle: "What's your name?"

The woman imprisoned in his arms seemed to have forced herself to calm down, not daring to look at him, bit her lips and whispered her name.

Nie Qixing didn't listen at all. It seemed that he was just asking casually. He opened his mouth and said domineeringly: "You won't be called that name anymore."

The woman raised her head and looked at him with confusion.

Nie Qixing's fingertips traced the outline of her cheek cherishingly, as if looking at the person he loved deeply: "Your name is Yuan Dai."

The clear mountains are like me, and the mountains are graceful in the distance.

Zhou Zheng looked at him and seemed to have stopped worrying about Qiao Nian's affairs. He stood up sensibly and smiled at the man on the sofa: "Young Master Qi, I have something else to do, so I'll go out first."

He didn't wait for Nie Qixing to answer, and left the box quickly, closing the door when he went out, leaving the two of them alone space.

*

The next day.

Qiao Nian went to Tsinghua University to find Nie Mi and tried out the arrangement for him in the music classroom.

The girls are still dressed simply, showing their free and uninhibited nature. They pluck the strings of the konghou with their ten fingers, as if they are galloping like an iron horse.

A piece of music played by her was majestic and impeccable both in terms of the technique of the konghou and the rhythm of the arrangement!

After the song ended, Qiao Nian put the harp back to its original position, stood up, walked towards the old man who was listening attentively, and asked him: "How was it? Can you use it?"

Nie Mi was so mesmerized that he just came out of the song. His eyes were shining and he said in a regretful tone: "I heard from the principal that you will have to suspend school for half a year?"

Qiao Nian lowered his head and untied the bandage on his finger to prevent scratches. Hearing this, he answered him nonchalantly: "Absolutely. If everything goes well, the matter can be solved in this half year. If it doesn't go well, I may have to take another half-year leave. "

She didn't want to take too long.

According to her prediction, it would be best to resolve the matter at hand within a year.

Nie Mi didn't know what she was talking about. He probably knew it was related to her mother, so he didn't ask any further. He stood up and asked her, "When are you leaving?"

"Just these two days." Qiao Nian had already taken off the bandage from his finger and threw the used thin bandages into the trash can.

Nie Mi saw her pull down her peaked cap to cover her eyes again, nodded, and then answered her first question: "This piece is okay, I've already signed it up."

"That's right." Nie Mi said with a smile: "Because of you, we have admitted dozens more students to traditional music this year, and everyone is working hard to train them. I am looking to see if there are any children with potential. If I can find a few I will train students with potential first. In the future, I can show outsiders that our traditional konghou is no worse than the cello!"

Qiao Nian picked up her things, put her phone in her pocket, then turned back and said to him, "Then I'll leave first."