CHAPTER 506: CHAPTER 506: WHO KNOWS HOW THE TECHNOLOGY IS

Edmond still felt quite guilty, after all, if it weren’t for him, Lu Xingzhi wouldn’t have had to endure all this today.

"Yes, we are friends." Edmond also felt this way, indeed, his parents didn’t need to care.

He and Lu Xingzhi were just friends, not in a romantic relationship.

Why worry about whether his parents liked her or not?

After returning to her room, Lu Xingzhi took out her phone and discovered she had a WeChat message from Huo Jincheng.

She checked the time, it was already nine in the evening.

Huo Jincheng was already asleep.

Forget it, I’ll reply to him tomorrow!

Indeed, being in an international relationship is even harder than a long-distance one.

Not to mention, Lu Xingzhi just felt a bit sad that even sending messages had to be timed just right.

But, it’s still okay.

When Huo Jincheng woke up from a nap and didn’t see a reply from Lu Xingzhi, he felt a bit uneasy.

Not seeing her for a day, not talking, and right after having the most intimate encounter, the longing deepened.

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The next day, Lu Xingzhi met Bertrand, who took her to his symphony orchestra.

His symphony orchestra was very famous, Lu Xingzhi being taken like this felt like getting in through the back door.

Not really!

It should be, she was holding onto a golden leg.

Who is Bertrand!

This is an international, master-class pianist.

When Lu Xingzhi was brought over, everyone was quite surprised.

In fact, during their regular performances, they didn’t have a piano piece. Even if there was, it was Bertrand playing.

So suddenly, having a pianist appear to play with them was really difficult for them to accept.

These people had been working together for a long time, and having someone parachute in meant they had to adjust again, who knows what her skills were like.

They really hated parachutes, especially since each of them was excellent enough to get into Bertrand’s orchestra.

And she was yellow-skinned.

They always had some prejudice against Asians.

"This is my student, my only student. Her piano talent is the most soulful I have ever heard, and I believe you’ll be able to work well together." Bertrand explained to them directly.

However, he wasn’t afraid of healthy competition, because with competition comes more effort.

And the work will become even more outstanding.

"Bernard’s student?"

"How come we’ve never heard of her."

"No way!"

"It’s normal that you haven’t heard of her, she’s been in the Hua Country. But we’ve been in a teacher-student relationship for seven years. She’s my Little Angel." Bertrand, though usually serious, seemed a bit proud when saying this.

It was as if he was bragging about his own daughter. He went on, "Just call her Little Angel!"

"Hello everyone, I’m Lu Xingzhi. You can call me Lu Lu." Lu Xingzhi actually had an English name, but she didn’t bother to say it, since they all called her Lu Lu anyway.

It’s pronounced the same as Lulu, and they can remember it well.

"I think Little Angel sounds better." Bertrand said.

"Teacher," Lu Xingzhi was a bit helpless.

"Okay, okay, just call her Lu Lu then!" Bertrand compromised. He continued, "You know, recently, I had several piano recitals in the Hua Country. Among them was Little Angel’s, you can check it out."