Chapter 493

Murong Hanxiao?!

Listen, from the parking lot, passing by from work in fashionable city beauties, there are always some entertainment news gossip every day.

Today, several little sisters passed by with a look of admiration, discussing about the singer Murong Hanxiao holding a carnival concert in the city stadium.

This strange and familiar name has appeared in Lin Xuan's mind. Is it Murong Hanxiao, the female college student he helped five years ago?

A dust laden past unfolds slowly in Lin Xuan's mind

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Five years ago, the capital of Beijing Conservatory of music.

China's top music colleges and universities are the cradle of the future elite musicians.

How many top singers have been bred, carrying the inheritance of the music world, and carrying the historical mission of connecting the preceding with the following and passing down in one continuous line.

At the gate of the school, a fried potato stall with a three wheeled bicycle pushed by hand. As the potato chips were thrown into the oil pan, the sound of "beep, boo, Bo" was heard, and a puff of lampblack rose up. Soon, the potato pieces were fried into crispy.

It's a mile round, filled with a pungent fragrance.

"Oh, fried potatoes. This crispy potato chip tastes good. Let me have a taste of it..."

A few ruffians with dragon and phoenix patterns, with their hands in their jeans, swaggered in front of the potato stand, shouting defiantly.

"OK, just a moment. What flavor do you want?"

Selling fried potatoes was a middle-aged aunt, with an apron around her waist and a waxy face. As soon as she saw the business coming, she said warmly.

"What taste? Ha ha The first man with a bunch of holes in his ears and a stud on his ear. He looked about 20 years old and his hair was dyed in various colors. He gave a light smile and vomited a mouthful of thick phlegm.

He squinted slightly, carefully aftertaste, "let me think, is it lavender or Hemerocallis?"

"Ha ha ha, boss, I remember musk!"

"No, it's Hemerocallis. It must be!"

"strawberry flavor, I said lipstick, the glossy cherry cherry lips, it's sexy."

"You starving ghosts, what are you talking about? If you can't make this aunt, you'll be the eldest's mother-in-law. Be polite!"

"Mother in law? This word is very well used, ha ha... "

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The middle-aged aunt who fried potatoes was stunned slightly and stood there stiffly, at a loss, "some little brothers, you What do you mean? What flavor do you want? "

The man with earrings raised his eyebrows and said with a smile to his middle-aged aunt: "Auntie, don't be afraid. I'm the man of Murong Hanxiao in your family My friend

"Yo, boss, Murong Hanxiao didn't agree to be your horse?"

"Let your mother's bullshit. The girl our boss loves is the blessing she has learned from her life. She is a poor female college student in music school. Can she disagree?"

"That is, as long as we follow our boss, develop in the imperial capital, and even in the whole music world, it will be a green light."

"Ah, auntie, your daughter Murong Hanxiao hasn't told you yet. She has a rich and handsome rich family, that is, our eldest Han Xuan. He is the eldest son of Han family, the imperial capital. After that, you don't need to fry potatoes."

"Follow your daughter Murong Hanxiao, go to the Han family, enjoy Qingfu!"

Wang Xuemei, a middle-aged aunt, accompanied her daughter to the imperial capital since her daughter, Murong Hanxiao, was admitted to the capital of Beijing Conservatory of music.

One side of the school gate fried potatoes to make a living, on the other hand is also to help his daughter.

In order to let Murong Hanxiao finish his studies and realize his music dream, his mother and daughter can be described as frugal and frugal, living a very miserable life.

However, Murong Hanxiao is very hardworking and progressive. In pursuit of music, he has persistent faith and is very talented in music.

It's a pity that my family is really poor. I have to study in Beijing Conservatory of music for a year, and the tuition and fees are extremely high.

However, Murong Hanxiao knows that her family is not as good as others. While she is studying hard, she is also helping her mother, Wang Xuemei, to sell potatoes together.

She will also use her spare time to go to bars to sing, earn a meager income and subsidize the family.

Even though Murong Hanxiao is simple in dress, she is still surprised by the appearance of a fairy. Even if she is plain, she is also a fresh and refined beauty.

Also because the bar this kind of place, the good and the bad mix, was idle rich childe brother Han Xuan to stare at.

Han Xuan has been entangled with Murong Hanxiao for many times. Under the refusal of Murong Hanxiao, he is already insane and comes to the gate of Beijing Conservatory of music.

Wang Xuemei, Murong Hanxiao's mother, set up a stall at the school gate, selling fried potatoes for a living.

This stimulated Han Xuan. He thought that with the social status of the powerful Han family in the imperial capital, he wanted to capture such a female college student who had no social background, but he was able to catch it.

Today, if Murong Hanxiao cooperates with her, if she continues to reject Han Xuan as coldly as she has been for thousands of years, Han Xuan will have to take some necessary measures to make Murong Hanxiao yield.Wang Xuemei didn't know her daughter's character, how could she have any trouble with the scum of Han Xuan's society. When she listened to Han Xuan and other followers, she rejected them from her heart.

"A few younger brothers, I'm sorry, I think, you must be mistaken, my family Hanxiao has always been excellent in character and learning, dedicated to study, please don't disturb her!"

Wang Xuemei is also polite.

Han Xuan smell speech, can't help anger, a cold smile, "I said, auntie, you sell a fried potato, a month can sell a few cents? You might as well persuade Murong Hanxiao, with me, you don't have to sell fried potatoes, do you say? "

Wang Xuemei said with a smile, "maybe my Hanxiao is not so lucky. Besides, we sell fried potatoes with both hands. Even if we can't make a few money a month, we are also confident."

"Boss, it sounds like your future mother-in-law doesn't pay much attention to her. She's just like Murong Hanxiao, and she's a pariah. It seems that they don't know what you're good at

"As I said, take that chick back to the boss's house and do it. When the rice is cooked, it's all over?"

"Yes, why do you have to spend so much time doing the business first and then the rest?"

Han Xuan rolled his eyes and pretended to be just and said, "you bastards, what are you thinking about blindly?"

He hehe a smile, the front of the story turned, "the words are rough, the reason is not rough, it sounds reasonable, Murong Hanxiao is suitable for such means."

Listening to the words of Han Xuan and others, Wang Xuemei clenched the corner of her apron. She was deep in her heart and frowned, praying in her heart that Murong Hanxiao should not come out at this time.

At least, as long as Murong Hanxiao stays on campus, it is still safe.

If this meeting comes out, I'm afraid it will be very dangerous.

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