Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Backstage, the first person to perform on stage is a boy, and he is ready.

He was holding his own violin, and his palms were sweaty.

No matter what the competition, the first and the last always suffer.

There is no previous comparison in the first game, the score is either low or high, most of them are high.

About twenty people came to participate in the exhibition competition, and many of them knew each other.

These people have seen them in various competitions, or they have seen them before the competitions, and they are almost all familiar. Among so many people, only Qin Ran is so dazzling.

The twenty people who participated in the exhibition game all determined that they had not seen Qin Ran. After all, they had grown into such people. If they had seen them, they would definitely have an impression.

"You are also here to participate in the exhibition competition, number 17?" The voice was very sweet.

Qin Ran looked up.

I saw a short-haired girl looking at her sideways, her eyes dark and bright, with a baby face, not particularly good-looking, and the expression on her face was not as natural as Lin Siran, the number plate around her waist was number six .

Qin Ran glanced at her and gave a very cold "um" sound.

She has always been used to it, and the people around her are deeply aware of it.

But the baby's face should be used by others. Unexpectedly, she would be so coldly cheered. Her sweet smile broke for a moment.

The baby's face pursed her lips and smiled again: "My name is Tian Yiyun, what is your name? Why haven't you seen you before?"

"Qin Ran, didn't come before." Qin Ran reached out and pressed down the cap over his head.

Qin Ran?

The baby's face squinted, but she never heard the name. In the assessment, she didn't hear the person's name. Tian Yijun didn't waste time. Plus Qin Ran was so cold, she smiled at random, no more. speak.

Instead, he walked towards the entrance and waited for the number one boy to come out and ask about his situation.

Qin Ran found that after Tian Yiyun left, she just looked away if she hadn't looked at it.

Others are also seemingly away from themselves.

Qin Ran narrowed his eyes slightly, and took back his gaze casually.

"You also said that the first person who heard Tian Yiyun's name was so calm." She pulled the cap down and heard a sound in her ear.

Qin Ran's eyes looked slightly, the first thing he saw was a lazy curly hair.

The other side pulled away the stool beside her and sat down, leaning her head to look at her. The other side looks very pretty, looks a little charming, the number plate in the waist is twelfth.

"Oh." Qin Ran leaned back on his chair and raised his eyebrows.

"My name is Tian Xiaoxiao." Tian Xiaoxiao was very interested in Qin Ran. He looked at Qin Ran with his chin in his hand and told her gossip. "Tian Yijun was shocked when she first took the exam. Most people guessed that she It should be Dai Ran’s next apprentice, a sister of Qin language. As for Qin language... you will know who you are when you enter the association."

"Look at other people, which one doesn't want to have a good relationship with Tian Yijun?" Tian Xiaoxiao thought about it and laughed, "Because they all know that when they have a good relationship with Tian Yijun, when they enter the association to practice, there is a high probability Seeing Teacher Dai Ran, you can get the guidance of Teacher Dai Ran if you are lucky."

Entering the violin association, which one does not want to climb high?

Some people have a little talent, but they have been active in front of some big guys for a long time. Maybe the future performance of the Royal Theatre will allow them to run.

Twenty people came to participate in the exhibition competition, divided into two gangs, one gang is very few, few, the same as Qin Ran alone, the other gang is centered on Tian Yijun.

After listening to Tian Xiaoxiao, Qin Ran "Oh", and pressed the brim again, without much reaction.

It seemed that he was not very interested in Tian Yiyun, and Tian Xiaoxiao smiled.

**

stage.

The first boy performed.

The skills are average, but the sense of music and emotions are good, very talented, and the seven teachers have no discussion.

Most people gave 60 to 80 points.

When it was his turn to hear the news, he gave 50 points.

As long as more than half of the number can pass, the first boy gets the pass.

The other six teachers looked at each other's scores. The first teacher couldn't help but look at Wen Yin: "Director Wen, is 50 points too low?"

Thousands of people sign up every year in the Beijing Violin Association, and after going through layers of checks, the people who can finally reach here are very strong.

Except for a few, few teachers will give a failing score.

Wen Yin frowned, "He can do better."

"After all, these people have not gone through the systematic teaching of the association and cannot compare with the formal students." When a teacher heard Wen Yin, she couldn't help smiling, thinking that Wen Yin was too demanding on this group of new students.

However, Wen Yin often follows Master Wei and is accustomed to Master Wei. He is harsh and understandable to ordinary students.

So after all the five current news failed, these people have calmed down.

Until the sixth, the seed members they were looking for came on stage, and several teachers sat up straight.

In the second row, Cheng Mu was a little drowsy after playing the first violin.

Lu Zhaoying sits in the second seat. He doesn't watch the exhibition games on weekdays, but because he can play the piano, he doesn't feel so boring about the violin.

Moreover, one can be selected for the final exhibition game of the Violin Association, and each one is not simple, at least in terms of skills and emotions, it is better than Lu Zhaoying playing the piano.

What Lu Zhaoying listened to was a bit mean.

After the sixth draw, Lu Zhaoying couldn't help but look to Cheng Jun: "This girl pulled better than the previous ones and waited several times. This time the director Wen should have given it?"

The other six teachers are basically about 90 points. From the first game to the present, Tian Yiyun got the highest score, and Wenyin did give it.

but……

60 points, no more, no more, just passed.

On the performance stage, seeing Wenyin's 60 points, the expression on Tian Yiyun's face did not change, and he smiled and held the violin to bend down, saying that he would cheer.

Tian Yijun arrived in the background and was surrounded by others to ask her about her situation.

"Director Wen only gave me 60 points." Tian Yijun took out his score card, and was quite lost.

"Gosh, Director Wen has given it to you?" Other people heard and looked at Tian Yiyun enviously: "I thought he was just a violinist with no emotion, and the first few games of him were all but!"

**

"The director Wen is so strict that if he is a piano teacher, I will play the piano in front of him. Will he drive me out?" Lu Zhaoying could not help touching her nose.

Cheng Jun put his hand on the armrest and watched casually without speaking.

After a series of people came on the court, except for the number nine, Wenyin had not given it.

The number 9 is just 60 points like the number 6.

Other teachers have passed the high standards of Wen Yin, because the most anticipated player No. 6 has passed, and other teachers are not so expecting the rest.

"This No. 12 player has aura, it is lack of skills." Seven teachers scored Tian Xiaoxiao, seven or eight ten, did not challenge.

"Is her profile filled with an artist?" One of the teachers frowned. These teachers were very serious about the violin. When the artists came to the association, most of them wanted to add a bright resume and personalities behind their backs.

However, the other party's comprehensive level has reached the standard of the trainees, and several teachers are not in trouble.

The further back, the lower the fractional pressure.

Later, almost 90 points out of the seven teachers' scores.

"I see there are a few more," a teacher stood up and moved a bit. "The next 17th, Qin Ran, let her come up."

Wen Yin immediately straightened his body and looked seriously at the grandstand.

If other teachers pay attention, they will certainly be able to see the change in Wen Yin's attitude.

In the second row, Cheng Mu was also slapped by Lu Zhaoying: "Wake up, it's Qin Xiaoran!"

Cheng Mu was confused.

Cheng Jun's expression didn't change, but he looked at the stage in an instant.

The lights around the stage went out, leaving only a spotlight.

The weather in the capital is hot. Today she is still wearing a white T-shirt, black jeans, and a cap left behind.

Slender fingers hold the bow.

"Support--"

The first musical note appeared, the first row, all the teachers who had looked at Qin Ran's data form all looked up.

Qin Ran was naturally very serious when devoting herself to one thing. She stood very straight, and her thin figure almost blended perfectly with the violin and music.

The bow beats on the strings, and the sonorous notes seem to merge with the bloody pavement on the battlefield!?Sliding, overtones, middle and high-level skills, the students in the association are basically all, but no one is so well integrated!

The standard is too high!She did not use many skills, and did not put all the fingerings and techniques of her own hands in the first hand like the number six player.

There are not many skills, but it is a little regret.

But what is this little regret?!

What kind of!!

Several teachers couldn't help but stand up, and their heart surged with the music!

Even Cheng Mu, who had been so sleepy, couldn't help sitting up straight, looking at Qin Ran's direction with bright eyes. At this time, he could only want to find Cheng Huo with their enthusiasm and fight with them. frame!

Cheng Jun admits to looking seriously.

This is the horror of the talented players that Master Wei is looking for.

The five-minute pen exhibition game is over, but everyone present is still immersed in the torrent of just that.

"Who is this Qin Ran? Why haven't I heard of it before?" Several teachers turned red with excitement.

"It shouldn't be, there are such students enrolled below, and they shouldn't have heard it!"

"Has it already reached level 5?"

The six teachers discussed each other for a while, then turned their heads to Wenyin and suddenly remembered what Wenyin said before the opening.

"Mr Wen Yin, this is..."

Wen Yin also took a deep breath. He was different from other teachers. He had never heard Qin Ran's scene, but he had seen Qin Ran's video from Master Wei.

Her talent on the violin is understandable.

But Wen Yin shared the same concerns as Master Wei, that Qin Ran was too buoyant and she learned everything too easily. Such a person would easily go astray.

But today, Wen Yin finally knows that Master Wei still has to choose Qin Ran. This person's stage performance is almost invincible.

If you can persevere...

Wen Yin feels that there will soon be another "Master Wei" who can perform a single concert in the M Chau Royal Concert Hall.

He eased for a while, then looked at the teachers behind him and smiled, "Teachers, rate it."

He bowed his head and wrote his score on the scoreboard.

The teachers glanced at each other and were very tangled.

How to score this point?

According to their understanding, there is no point deduction in this exhibition game, but the full score... Since the establishment of the association, it has not appeared.

Time is limited and they cannot be allowed to think more.

A group of people hurriedly wrote down their scores.

"I went to Qin Xiaoran to play the violin too well?! No wonder Master Wei has followed her for so many years," the second row, Lu Zhaoying finally finally held the whole blood, he couldn't help looking at Cheng Jun: " Master Juan, how many points will these seven teachers give to Qin Xiaoran? Is it possible to get a full 90?"

These teachers will never let this group of students go smoothly when they join the meeting.

Even Tian Yiyun, who had the highest average score, only had three teachers scored above 90, three teachers scored above 80, and Wenying scored 60 points.

Cheng Jun did not withdraw his gaze, only raised his chin, "Of course."

A group of people are talking.

Several teachers have lighted up their scores.

The first teacher followed his heart, 100.

95.

98.

95.

95.

95.

Although other teachers did not dare to give 100 because of the rules, the 95 points or more of the smoke was affirmation of Qin Ran, which was an unprecedented grand occasion.

Everyone is paying attention to Wen Yin's scoring.

Wen Yin wrote quickly, and in the eyes of everyone, he showed his board without hesitation—

0.

WTF?

Not to mention Lu Zhaoying, even several other teachers felt that the news was too much!

Passed points on both the sixth and the ninth!

Don’t say 90 points on the 17th, will you always give it at 80?!

Wen Yin didn't express anything, just looked at Qin Ran: "I hope that after two months, you can get the score in my hands."

Qin Ran went to the background.

While waiting for the performer on the 18th, the other six teachers couldn't help but look at Wen Yin: "Director Wen, you are too harsh on the students. On the 17th, only Qin can compare with the current students. Able to..."

Wen Yin glanced at them: "Is it harsh?"

Six other teachers: "..." This TM is not harsh?

Wen Yin can only pick up the next document. He really does not feel harsh. The other six teachers compare Qin Ran with the students of the Beijing Association. Compared with them, Qin Ran is really excellent, but Master Wei is very good at Qin Ran. There are also requirements...

Qin Ran is now very clear that he has reached the level of five.

Master Wei's request to Qin Ran is to reach level 6 in a summer vacation!

So what level can Qin Ran reach after the summer vacation, this is the final score that Wen Yin can give Qin Ran!

Compared with the students of the association?Master Wei never meant this!

After all, it is not a rank.

From the beginning, he listed Qin Ran among the group of geniuses listed in the M Violin International.

Compared to those geniuses who have trained since childhood and are gifted and hard-working, there is almost no systematic training. Fortunately, Qin Ran, who has not touched the violin for a long time, really only has "0".

However, Wen Yin did not explain it to anyone.

**

Qin Ran's final average score was 82.57.

The scores of other teachers are very high, but because of the zero points of Wen Yin, her average score is lowered.

After the performance, you can basically leave. Tian Xiaoxiao left more than half an hour ago.

But Tian Yijun's pedestrian had not left.

No information on the stage can be seen in the background.

When Qin Ran’s expression followed, the expression was almost the same as when he went in. There was no excitement. At first glance, the performance was not particularly good.

In addition, the name "Qin Ran" has not been heard before.

Tian Yiyun and others did not pay too much attention.

Qin Ran took the cap he had put on his seat and walked straight out the door.

At the gate, Cheng Jun, Lu Zhaoying and others also came out. Lu Zhaoying was still talking to Cheng Jun on how to hear such a person.

He originally thought Wen Yin would give Qin Ran a full score directly!

Cheng Jun leaned against the wall, biting a cigarette in his mouth, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and seemed to be talking to someone, but he didn't talk much, but responded casually.

He didn't stand up straight until he saw Qin Ran coming out not far away, looking in her direction, with a small smile on his brows, reflecting the sunlight above his head, which was extremely warm, like a layer of smoke, because Reflective, some can't see his expression clearly, can only feel his gaze.

Qin Ran looks like a treasure to everyone. The deeper he gets along, the more surprises he can find.

The smoke in his mouth didn't light up. When he saw Qin Ran, Cheng Jun threw the cigarette into the trash can on the side and smiled quietly, "Go."

Then he reached out and cut off the phone in a very ruthless hand.

"Who are you calling?" Qin Ran was uncomfortable when he saw it. She coughed and changed the subject.

Cheng Jun glanced at her, and slowly snapped the cap in her hand to her head: "My sister, would you like to invite us to dinner, will you go?"