Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 581 Juanmo and Juanxin CP Tore Up
That night.

The night was long, and the moonlight secretly shone through the gauze curtain on the girl on the big black bed.

The quiet and well-behaved little face reveals a bit of charm and satisfaction.

Those slightly swollen pink lips were ravaged by men even more.

The two of them didn't know the slightest thing at this moment. At this moment, all the trending entries on Weibo were about tonight's banquet.

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"Damn it, no wonder I've been wearing a mask before, so it looks like this!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you can use four words to describe her appearance."

"It feels like her face can't control her temperament at all."

"Yeah, it feels very awkward, and I don't know why."

"Why did Lord Tired fall in love with such an ordinary-looking woman?"

For Yan Kong, Mo Xin's appearance is really not exquisite, and compared with the beautiful face of Master Lan, it is even slightly inferior.

So someone started to get sour:
"Tsk tsk tsk, in terms of appearance alone, Mo Xin is really not good enough for Master Tired."

"Yeah, I don't care about CP anymore, it doesn't make any sense at all."

"I can't do it anymore, why not try Juanmo's CP, at least Qiao Yimo's appearance is a hundred times better than Mo Xin's!"

"That's right, my goddess, Qiao Yimo, is the most beautiful in S City."

Where there is a face control party, there is a talent party.

People in the talent party are not convinced by these remarks:
"Why is Mo Xin unworthy? Although she looks a bit bland, how many of her temperament can be found in S City?"

"That's right, at least Mo Xin is strong in everything, even the piano is better than expected."

"That's right, some people come from sour chickens, if you don't accept it, let's single it out!"

"Anyway, I have always been a station official with tired heart CP.

"Heizi of Juanmo CP, hurry up and get out."

"That's right, an official match will always be an official match!"

"In terms of talent, we, Qiao Yimo, are also masters of Shui Mo, and we are also Qingqing writers. Now we have become the youngest chairman of the Writers Association in history. What point did we lose to Mo Xin?"

One person said one sentence, you come and go, because of this incident, Juanmo CP and Juanxin CP were completely torn apart on the Internet.

Each CP Chaohua has hundreds of thousands of fans. What is getting more and more exaggerated is that both Chaohua have more than one million CP fans.

This kind of hot search stumped the public relations department of the Leng Group.

What tiredness, isn't the tired one the future hostess?

How to do this kind of public relations!

If the Leng Group supports Juanmo CP, Juanye will definitely be called a scumbag!
But if he supported Tired Heart CP, would Qiao Yimo be scolded?

But that's the future mistress of Leng's Group!

How can these people do it.

Therefore, the public relations department simply chose to give up public relations, and could only let public opinion continue to ferment.

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The next day.

The news of the sale of tickets for the Global Piano Competition quickly spread throughout the school.

Although this competition was held in country Y, and a ticket cost tens of thousands of dollars, everyone still couldn't resist their love for music.

Some people asked for leave early in advance to fly to country Y to watch the game live on Saturday.

And some people are still squatting tickets.

In particular, the song "Stubborn Dawn" performed by Qiao Anchu at the banquet last night, who was the most popular champion, made many people fascinated.

Although separated by a screen, it still makes many people feel immersive.

"Did you watch the live broadcast of the Qiao family banquet last night? Qiao Anchu played it too well, even Wei Wuqing and Master Xu Feng kept praising it."

"Look, it's really good, but it's still a bit inferior to Mo Xin."

"What? Mo Xin also performed on stage last night?"

Many people turned off the live broadcast after Qiao Anchu's performance, so they didn't know that Mo Xin also performed on stage last night.

"Of course, Wei Wuqing and Master Xu Feng said that if Mo Xin participates in this competition, the probability of winning the championship will be very high."

"Tsk tsk tsk, isn't it, this Moxin is too versatile."

"How can a little girl have so many talents?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's so shocking, I must watch the replay."

At this time, someone who watched the live broadcast stood up and said, "Mo Xin is actually pretty good, but her appearance is a little bit low."

"Low face value, how do you say that?"

"Anyway, standing with Master Juan feels very inconsistent. It doesn't feel like a good match. Anyway, it's strange. The temperament and face on the body are completely different, like a dummy."

"Yes, yes, I also watched the live broadcast. The picture of Juan Ye and Mo Xin standing together is not as good as when Juan Ye and Qiao Yimo are standing together."

"That's right, Qiao Yimo and Master Juan are standing together in military uniforms, don't mention more matching, okay?"

"You guys are very brave. If you dare to say that about Mo Xin, be careful to end up in the same misery as Dong Qianxue."

"Forget it, don't talk about it, let's work hard to grab tickets."

The moment Qiao Yimo stepped into the classroom, she suddenly felt a little strange.

These people who like to gossip so much on weekdays all bowed their heads like dumb people today.

Seeing Qiao Yimo sit down, some students from the medical department also gathered around her seat.

Qiao Yimo was stunned for a few seconds.

Several people smiled and took out the tickets and put them in front of Qiao Yimo, and said, "Qingqing, oh no, Yimo, this is the ticket for the Global Piano Competition, here it is for you."

Qiao Yimo was a little shocked when she heard that, she frowned.

Seeing this, the other students present were envious.

"Damn it, how did you get the tickets for this competition? Where did you get them? I want them too!"

"It's hard to get a ticket now, and you actually have several!"

"Damn it, give it to me quickly, I'll give you 10 yuan."

The man smiled, "Not for sale, this is specially for my idol Qingqing."

She managed to get it from her father, and of course she had to give it to someone she liked.

After the words fell, the others had a lemon face, sour to death!
Just when everyone was so sour, Fu Zhiying walked in from outside the classroom, and said disdainfully: "Is it so strange?"

For the matter of a ticket, it was as if he had never seen the world.

After finishing speaking, Fu Zhiying took out the tickets in her schoolbag and put them on the table. After a closer look, there were seven or eight tickets.

Immediately, everyone present stared straight at the tickets on Fu Zhiying's desk, "Zhiying, where did you get so many tickets?"

Fu Zhiying smiled, and was about to speak, when a person suddenly stood up beside him and said, "I don't even look at the identity of classmate Zhiying, she is a contestant, so naturally she has as many tickets as she wants."

"Really?" Several students blinked in shock, "Is it given by the organizer?"

Fu Zhiying brushed her hair, her eyes were full of disdain, "Of course."

Even if she is not a player, but with her brother's contacts, she can still get a ticket to this competition.

(End of this chapter)