Zhou Chengchen's words once again elicited a roll of the eyes from Zhou Qi, but he didn't say anything, just turned and silently walked out.
The door to the music room was closed again, and the smile on Zhou Chengchen's face gradually faded as she looked at the ticket, feeling very sad inside.
If it weren't for her, the owner of this ticket would be Zhou Qi, not an audience member.
If it weren't for her, Zhou Qi would probably be like An Rui, having a large number of fans, and maybe even have a similar title as An Rui, something like the XX God.
But all of this disappeared in that hasty graduation trip.
Back then, they arrived in the United Kingdom, in this not-too-large country, and stayed for many days. Then she suddenly had a thought; she wanted to study here.
Watching people of all sorts walking on the streets here, looking at the unfamiliar scenery.
