Qin Wenrou was pushed and staggered. Fortunately, she didn't wear a long dress, otherwise she would have to step on it.

Even so, her high heels were also stomped on by the servants, which hurt her to death.

The more eager I wanted to curry favor with the Presidential Palace, now I am trampled in public.

"I, I'm not an idle person waiting. I'm here to welcome the President and Miss Jun to listen to the concert." Qin Wenrou said aggrievedly.

Who knows.

The staff tugged their lips awkwardly at the ticket in their hands: "Sir President, Miss Jun, the concert you are going to be on the top floor. This hall on the first floor is not."

Jun Ruyi sneered, swept over Qin Wenrou disdainfully, and walked upstairs with her father's hand: "What kind of cat and dog want me to listen to her concert? She is worthy of it?"

On the contrary, President Jun scolded her with a kind look: "Ruyi, don't say that, he just made a mistake."

Qin Wenrou stood there blankly: "Aren't you here to listen to me? Is there any other person's concert?"

Mrs. Qin was also stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered the phone call she had just talked with Qin Xiaoshuang: "Your brother said he was playing guitar too today. Could it be that he was upstairs?"

Qin Wenrou instinctively: "Impossible! He came to the Imperial Concert Hall to play at his level, what about the joke? And it's just a guitar!"

Things that only the country bumpkins play are not elegant and noble instruments.

Qin Wenrou would never believe it.

Mrs. Qin thought about it and couldn't believe it: "Maybe it's another musician, right? Forget it, Rou'er, let's go back, the performance is about to begin."

Those who can allow the President to attend in person must be particularly famous musicians, who cannot compare with Rouer, and being angry is useless.

Qin Wenrou pursed her lips when she heard this.

She thought that although she came out to pick up people and made a big mistake, her concert was the most important thing at the moment, and her concert hall was so big that it could accommodate more than 9,000 people, and her momentum was a little higher.

The most important thing is to go back and feel the taste of worship from thousands of people.

Only then did she bear this breath and turn to go back to the concert hall.

A familiar figure was seen from the corner of my eyes: "Brother Hu!"

She shouted and smiled: "Brother Hu, are you here?"

Hu Yi said "Yes": "Congratulations on your concert."

After thinking about it, he finally made up his mind to take a look at Qin Wenrou's piano performance.

Although Qin Wenrou is not good at character, what if she is really a galaxy?

Hu Yi dared not take risks.

Qin Wenrou greeted him enthusiastically: "Brother Hu, let's take a photo as a souvenir, Mommy, this is my classmate, please take a photo for us."

Mrs. Qin looked at her and found that although Hu Yi was a little fat, she was also a handsome talent and was also good at matching her daughter.

So she also greeted warmly: "Xiao Hu, stand a little bit towards Rouer. Yes, you are classmates, don't be so unfamiliar, stand closer..."

Mrs. Qin took two photos.

Hu Yi was particularly uncomfortable.

I always feel so close to Qin Wenrou, I feel a little sorry for anyone.

Who are you sorry?

Just as he was thinking, Qin Wenrou smiled and said, "Brother Hu, please sign a letter from the guest, right next to me, okay?"

There is a sign-in board at the door, with red letters and black letters, and many guests have names on it.

Qin Wenrou's signature was placed brightly in the middle.

Originally, the place next to her was left for Lan Yingjun, but Lan Yingjun didn't come, so she simply arranged it for Hu Yi.

Just take a photo and go back to school and get angry.
Chapter completed!