Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Downstairs, Lu Zhaoying finished dealing with the Lu family and came to Qin Ran.

In this room of Cheng Jun, Lu Zhaoying and others did not come too often, so he was not very curious and just leaned on the sofa and asked Cheng Jun: "Qin Xiaoran? Why didn't you see her?"

According to this point in the past, Qin Ran should have gotten up early.

Hearing Lu Zhaoying's words, Cheng Jun gave a subconscious glance upstairs, his eyebrows slightly twisted: "While practicing the violin, it should be out, and I have to go to the violin association in the afternoon to have a... assessment?"

Cheng Jun didn't know much about the Violin Association's exhibition competition, and he used an assessment that M Chau often used.

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhaoying was shocked, and he sat upright from the sofa: "Assessment? Is that Qin Xiaoran wanting to play the violin?"

Most people know that Qin Ran is an apprentice of Master Wei, but Lu Zhaoying has never heard of Qin Ran playing the violin.

Lu Zhaoying was not very interested in these violin concerts, but the interest came when she heard that it was Qin Ran.

Speaking of this, none of the people present had heard Qin Ran pull the violin once.

The two were talking and Qin Ran came downstairs.

Cheng Mu originally held the kettle and stood on the shelf by the window to watch the shape of the flower pot. When he saw Qin Ran, he immediately put down the kettle in his hand.

Then I went to the kitchen to wash my hands and brought out her meals.

Qin Ran yawned, flipped his phone, and pulled down the chair at the table to sit down, and then started eating slowly with chopsticks.

"What time is it?" Cheng Jun asked, leaning on the sofa.

"Eat it." Qin Ran drank his straw and drank milk, squinting.

The assessment started at 9 am. Although it was only 7 am at this time, there were still a series of procedures to go through early.

At half past eight, Cheng Jun, Qin Ran and others had stopped at the door of the Violin Association.

Wen Yin has called Qin Ran to ask her what will come later. At this time, she is standing in the parking lot waiting for several people.

"Teacher Wen." Qin Ran spoke to Wen Yin very politely.

"Sister Qin Xiao, you come with me." Although Qin Ran called himself Wen teacher, Wen Yin didn't dare to speak up. After all, this is Master Wei's apprentice. Master Wei's position in the violin industry can't be shaken.

Qin Ran’s name was reported to Master Wei the night before, and he was in a hurry. There were still many personal procedures that were not completed.

Wen Yin first took Qin Ran to the data collection room.

Cheng Jun stopped at the door. The phone in his pocket rang and stopped at the door to answer the phone in a low voice.

But the view at the door is good, and you can see what is inside.

The person who called was Mr. Cheng.

"Zhou Shan called me several times," over the phone, Mr. Cheng stood under the antique cloister and fiddled with a parrot. "Has Ran Ran determined which school?"

Beijing has also ranked Beijing University and A University in the world ranking.

Especially for Beijing University, it has been rising rapidly in recent years.

Cheng Jun leaned against the door frame and raised his eyebrows casually: "Don't you know that already? Beijing University."

He can only repeat it once.

"Oh, so, I know." Master Cheng got the answer, and did not hang up immediately. After a long while, he said: "Your sister came back last night and asked where you are."

"I know," Cheng Jun glanced at the information collection room. "Hang up first, there is something else here."

He said to Master Cheng, and then cut off the phone.

Old Master Cheng, finished calling Cheng Jun.

Did not speak.

Zhou Shan, who stood not far from him and helped him run errands and took the bird's food, couldn't help it. "Old Mr. Cheng, do you say something? Qin Ran chose A big?"

He helped Mr. Cheng run errands yesterday, and until today, Mr. Cheng only helped him out.

Looking at Master Cheng's silent expression, Zhou Shan once again wanted to strangle himself to bargain with Master Cheng a few days ago.

"That's not there." Mr. Cheng glanced at the bird food.

Zhou Shan immediately passed the dog leg: "You use it."

Master Cheng grabbed a few pieces of bird food and fed it to the parrot, before slowly speaking: "She chose Beijing University."

"Really?" Zhou Shan's eyes lighted up, and there was no scent of breath in the whole person. "Then I will go back and adjust the files quickly... Bird food, Cheng Lao, you use, you use..."

Not far away, the two Cheng stewards who brought the tea came: "..."

At this time Qin Ran was still in the collection room of the Violin Association.

The data collection room is not large, and there are a total of five computer desks. The left side is separated by glass. You can see a row of data. On the right is the computer desk. To the right is the portrait collection point, where professional cameras are placed. Equipment, fingerprint admission equipment and a computer.

Seeing Wen Yin coming in, the person in the data collection room immediately stood up and said, "Director Wen."

Wenyin is a master of Wei, and he was the president of other provincial associations. He came to control the power as soon as he came, and everyone in the violin association knew that Wenyin was famous.

Compared with other departments of the smaller violin association, the data collection office is a small place that cannot be smaller.

These people also hardly see the pedestrians like Wen Yin and Master Wei.

I was surprised to see you at this time.

"Sister Qin Xiao, you come to collect data," Wen Yin greeted the person in the data collection room before looking at Qin Ran, "Take an electronic photo, and then take a fingerprint."

The person in the data collection room immediately prepared for work, sat down in front of the computer, recorded electronic photos for Qin Ran, and opened the association's information entry network.

"Director Wen, did you come to join the meeting today?" The person who recorded the information opened the webpage and asked.

Upon hearing Wenyin's "huh" sound, the entry staff opened the general information collection page.

There are many people coming to participate in the exhibition competition today, but there are not many people who can successfully join the association and can be watched by the teacher.

These people who came to participate in the exhibition competition had already reported their names and recorded the data half a month ago. If they did not successfully pass the exhibition competition, they would be directly wiped out by the general information network.

Wen Yin has been in Beijing for more than half a year. Naturally, he also knows the hierarchical method here, which directly allows the entry staff to cross the ordinary information entry.

Let him open a senior student above.

Seeing Wen Yin pointing at the "advanced student" on the computer screen, the information entry was taken aback, but it still opened very quickly.

Wenyin handed over a printed form to the information entry staff.

The entry personnel collected Qin Ran's fingerprints and electronic photos, and then began to fill in the form information.

"You fill in slowly, I take Sister Qin Xiao to the performance hall." Wen Yinchao nodded and took Qin Ran away.

After they left, other talents in the office came around.

"Senior student? Who is this?" A group of people looked at each other, and the people who only watched the information filled in Qin Ran's information.

Before participating in today's exhibition competition, he directly became a senior member.

Nearly nine o'clock, Wen Yin took Qin Ran to the background, and then handed her a grade, 17.

"Sister Qin Xiao, this is the number plate of your exhibition game, which was randomly selected."

Qin Ran took it, glanced at it, and then walked away from the waist and took two steps.

Lu Zhaoying reached out and patted her shoulder, "Come on."

Qin Ran raised his eyebrows.

Wen Yin gave Qin Ran a few more precautions, and then turned to look at Cheng Jun and Lu Zhaoying and others: "Cheng Shao, you come to the stage with me."

Today's exhibition competition is an internal competition, and parents can watch.

Wen Yin knew that Cheng Jun and others would come, leaving them with a second row of internal personnel.

Both Cheng Mu and Lu Zhaoying walked in, and Cheng Jun sat at the edge.

The first row is the position of seven teachers.

These seven teachers are old members of the association, and a few are rated teachers.

After each exhibition game, the seven teachers will give corresponding scores, as long as more than half of the people agree to join the association, the student can successfully join the meeting.

The position of the seven teachers has been seated by six people, and there is another position on the far left for Wen Yin.

These six people are discussing with each other which of the new members this year are more conspicuous. When they saw Wen Yin coming, they all stood up, "Director Wen."

"Director Wen, how can you look at this rating?" Wen Yin is definitely a strong figure in the association.

Generally, they directly manage the assessment of senior students or take charge of other matters.

This entry rating made him come over, a little suspected of killing the chicken with a knife, which is really surprising.

"I'll take a look at the quality of students this year." Wen Yin laughed softly.

The assessment has not officially started yet. A teacher took a look at the list of appearance order and laughed: "There are indeed a few seedlings this year, No. 6 and No. 9, I think there may be four levels, these two should be several The target of the competition for the recruits. Does Director Wen have any plans to accept the recruits?

Only one, Wen Yin is a popular person under Master Wei, these students know how to choose.

Wen Yin sat down, picked up the pen, smiled, "Not necessarily."

"what?"

"Not necessarily No.6 No.9." Wen Yin looked at the stage.

These people who can come to the association to participate in the exhibition competition are all finalized after a series of selections. The minimum registration standard is amateur nine. Other than just looking at technology, these teachers pay more attention to talent and aura.

So the information in the hands of all the teachers contains the general situation of each person.

But it can be heard that several other teachers looked at each other, not necessarily No. 6 and No. 9...

Who can it be?