"Are you stupid?"

Wien knocked hard at the table in the theater department, as if he was knocking on Lawrence's head.

"Don't you still want to hold a large concert? You don't want to try such a performance with very few people. Wouldn't you be worried about being stage frightened then?"

"First practice on the street and get used to the feeling of being watched. It can be said that it is beneficial to you without any harm!"

Perhaps because he felt that what Wayne said had some truth, Lawrence was very entangled.

"I don't want to perform..." He subconsciously excused himself, "But the piano is too big and it's not convenient to move..."

"Who said he wanted to play the piano on the street?"

With Wien, his concerns were simply not valid.

Although the natives who use their own natives can't help him move, how can they achieve enough sensational effects if they just play the piano?

Thinking that the expected scene became reality, Vanne laughed.

Hearing his denial, Lawrence looked up at Wayne in surprise.

The sun shone in from outside the window, and he stood against the light at 45 degrees, his back was so tall, firm and reliable.

——What a very action-oriented friend.

Lawrence couldn't help but cheer up.

"So, what should I do?" He asked humbly.

"Dance."

Time in the drama department seemed to have paused.

After a while, Lawrence's angry voice sounded: "Even if I die! Even if I jump out of the window now! I can't dance on the street!"

He slammed the door angrily and left.

Tsk tsk tsk... The young man is really angry.

Wien slowly raised his hand and took another bite of the pear.

Most of the nobles have learned the most basic social dance at home, but their attainments are both strong and weak.

Lawrence obviously belongs to the kind of person who is not good at dancing, which is almost known to everyone in the capital. At banquets, he rarely dances with girls, let alone goes to the streets.

But who said you must dance well to be likable?

With Lawrence's handsome appearance and arrogant personality, he showed a humiliating expression and danced clumsy and cute dances in front of everyone... Can those rich ladies make a fuss in minutes?

——Lawrence really doesn’t understand his hard work.

Wien sighed quietly.

The Drama Department had no activity today, and he was forced to come from the Lily Association by Lawrence.

But since he came out, he didn't want to go back for the moment.

At the internal meeting held by President Raphael, he voted for the No. 2 plan and thought Chris would like the Maple Leaf Mountains. But when he talked about it later, he realized that Chris was the No. 1 plan at that time - going to Sica City to have a trip.

He was complained a lot by Chris for this.

After all, the No. 2 plan to go to Maple Leaf Qunshan is only one vote ahead. If he voted for the No. 1 plan, perhaps the route of Sijia City might not be killed.

Wien felt wronged.

It was obvious that Chris was angry and refused to communicate with him, so she had no choice but to guess something she might like, but after the storm was calm, she still threw the blame over.

Alas... a girlfriend is such a troublesome creature.

He ate the pears he brought out of the lily club in a few mouthfuls. He wanted to throw the fruit core into the trash can outside the corridor, but as soon as he left the door, he saw the songs wandering outside the classroom.

"Come to find me?"

There weren't many surprises in Wien.

He has been waiting for this moment since he taught the song ceremony as Ecos.

"……Um."

Song Li nodded.

"Come in and talk, I'll throw a pear first." He said casually.

Walking in the corridor slowly, Vien took advantage of this short period of time to carefully check the surroundings and confirm that no one suddenly broke in and disturbed them, and then returned to the drama department with peace of mind.

"Have you received the flowers I gave you?" He closed the door gently and locked it.

"……received."

Song Li sat down on the chair with her eyes down, and she didn't look so happy.

With a sigh, Wien walked over and sat down beside her.

"Songli, I know I have done a lot of things that make you sad... I don't ask you to forgive me, but..."

He stretched out his fingers and gently lifted the strands of her temples behind his ears.

"I still hope that you can have a happy life."

Ge Li looked up at his face.

"Do you really think that?" she asked.

"Of course!" Wien answered without hesitation.

"Do you know what the flower language of daisies is?" He asked this softly, and then asked and answered himself: "Yes - love hidden deep in his heart."

"Just like I did to you."

This is not the "useless knowledge" he found from some corner in his previous life, but the recommendation he received after consulting the clerk in a flower shop.

However, nothing could be seen from Geli's face.

"Then do you know what the flower language of dandelions is?" she said calmly.

Wien was slightly stunned.

“What is it?”

"Yes, love that cannot be stopped," she said. "Just like I do to you."

A certain area in my heart seemed to be blown by the cold wind, a little desolate.

"...can't stop?" He repeated the keyword and showed a bitter smile. "Do you want to turn the article around?"

"Who knows?"

Geli did not avoid his gaze, but looked at him very seriously, as if he wanted to see his true heart from his eyes.

But her intentions were destined to be futile.

Even Wien himself didn't understand what a complicated mood was like that that was surging in his heart at this moment.

"I originally wanted to advise you not to do the same career as the Wenche family..." he murmured.

"I won't listen." Ge Li said coldly.

Yes, this sentence has been expected.

Wien had nothing to say.

"It doesn't matter if you are willing to stand on the side of Leaf Publishing House. But Dandelion Publishing House is my own hard work, and I will develop it, no matter what method it is."

This decisive sentence seemed to be telling Vine and herself.

There is no way out, nor is there any reservation.

"So, do you have to be an enemy of the Winchet family?" asked Wien.

"It's obvious." Geli smiled, affirming his problem. "Yes."

"Can't you give in a little bit for me?"

Even though he knew what the result would be, he couldn't help asking.

"No." Songli extinguished his last trace of luck.

"The Edgeworth family needs money? I can make money in other ways, not that I can't make money..."

"I don't need money." Geli looked at him calmly. "I want the Winche family to lose."
Chapter completed!