Chapter 553: I Know He's Pretending To Be Poor

On the other side, Qiao Niangang put down the phone, pulled out the chair, and prepared to turn on the computer.

Nie Mi's phone call came.

She frowned, and answered the phone irritably. Just after taking a shower, she said in a low voice, "Hello."

"Niannian, are you busy?"

Nie Mi's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Qiao Nian turned away from the computer he had just turned on, propped his forehead with his hand, and went to the side to answer his call: "No. Is there anything?"

Nie Mi didn't like to go around in circles, and said bluntly: "Well. I want to tell you about the music exchange meeting."

As soon as Qiao Nian heard about the music exchange meeting, he was not interested, but out of politeness, he was patient, pressing the coldness between his brows, and said, "Ah, say it."

Nie Mi immediately began to sell her the event to be held around the city.

"The level of this music exchange meeting is very high. In addition to me, the Wen family has also invited many masters in the music industry at home and abroad. If you can go, you can meet a lot of people. In addition, this time is also a good promotion. The opportunity of traditional music, at your level, will definitely amaze the audience, and then..."

Qiao Nian was listening to him patiently, but when he heard this, he interrupted him irritably: "I'm not interested."

She had never liked crowded occasions, let alone such occasions as Nie Mi had mentioned, she was even less interested.

She is not Qiao Yan, she likes to be in the limelight in crowded occasions.

If she could choose and have time to participate in the music exchange, she would rather sleep in the room and play games to relax.

I don't even want to express myself in that situation.

Nie Mi knew what she would say, she thought of a countermeasure before making the call, and her voice immediately slowed down: "You really don't want to go?"

"This opportunity is rare. Few people in the country have places on hand. I originally thought that if you wanted to go, I would go with you."

Qiao Nian lowered her eyebrows and lacked interest: "I don't want to go."

Straightforward.

There was simply no chance of him being saved.

Nie Mi was heartbroken. It was clear that the level of this music exchange meeting was very good. Many people were not qualified to go because they wanted to go.

He whispered depressedly: "...How about you think about it again? This time is really a good opportunity. It doesn't matter if you go. I asked the person who led the exchange meeting, and she promised me that she would be there. There were not many people at the time, and it was considered a private event. She took the lead and let Chinese and Western music learn and exchange. You know, Western music students are very easy to find, and they are all good students who learn piano and violin. .But it's hard on our traditional musical instrument side!"

"Isn't someone learning traditional music?" She saw that there were many people who played classical music on the video website.

"There must be some people who learn to learn, but there are too few people who can learn from others at this level. I don't want to think that there will be no one who can do it. I can represent the descendant of Konghou's generation, but I don't want others to think I am the only one who knows Konghou, and in a hundred years from me, the instrument of Konghou will be lost, and it will fall into my hands..."

Listening to his depressed words, Qiao Nian knew that he was mostly pretending to be pitiful, but he couldn't hold back, rubbed his forehead and said, "I don't necessarily have time."

Nie Mi relaxed when she heard her tone, not as dead as she refused at first.