Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Today is the exhibition game in late August.

In this game, Mr. Engel and the people in the association participated together.

This is not the first time for Mr. Engel, nor is he new to the Violin Association. Dai Ran did not take him to visit the Violin Association.

Take him directly to the concert hall.

Outside the door of the concert hall, I saw Qin language: "Teacher."

"Mr. Enge, this is my apprentice, Qin language." Dai Ran introduced Qin language to Mr. Enge and raised his chin slightly. "This is the only Level 6 student in this class."

Because the progress of Qin Yu's Level 6 is too fast, after he passed Level 6, Dai Ran's position in the association has changed significantly, so this time the job of hosting Mr. Enge was directly handed over to Dai Ran.

Then Mr. Engel also learned a subject, and most teachers in the association are fighting for what they are rushing to do.

After all, Enge is the vice president of the M Violin Association, and his attainment in the violin association is very high, and it is M Chau. It would be an unexpected joy to get two words or familiar from him.

In the past, Master Wei hosted in person, because Master Wei knew Mr. Enge very well.

"Sixth-grade student?" Mr. Engel was really surprised when he heard this sentence. "A sixth-grade student? How long has she been in the violin association?"

"Less than a year." Dai Ran smiled.

Hearing this sentence, Mr. Engle looked at Qin Yu more and bowed his head slightly, which was regarded as an appreciation: "Your Beijing Association is really good this year."

Dai Ran and Qin Yu glanced at each other, and they could all see the surprise in their eyes.

Not to mention Qin, even Dai Ran was surprised.

Mr. Engel continued to walk inside, took two steps, and suddenly remembered something, looked at Dai Ran: "Oh, how is your new member Qin Ran this year?"

This is Master Wei's apprentice, Master Wei also took her to see himself, Mr. Engel was very impressed with Qin Ran.

"She?" Dai Ran heard Mr. Enge asked Qin Ran, he smiled lightly, "She rarely appears in the violin association."

Qin Ran has been quiet for two months.

After hearing that Qin language had passed the sixth grade, the other students were stimulated one by one and went to the grade examination office on the second floor. Someone tried to do the examination almost every day.

Especially the arrogant freshmen Tian Yijun and Li Xue and others, although they have not passed the exam, these teachers probably grasped the progress of Tian Yijun and Li Xue.

Only the three people of Qin Ran had not been to the examination office once, as if they had disappeared.

"Really?" Mr. Engel nodded, puzzled.

Dai Ran asked the teacher beside him to bring Mr. Enge in, and he stayed in place to speak with Qin Yu, "Yu'er, this opportunity is rare. You have to grasp it well. Mr. Enge has a good impression on you. Your strongest strength, this time the quota is stable, you mainly let yourself brush your face with Mr. Engel."

Listening to Dai Ran's words, Qin Yu also looked straight, she nodded, "Okay."

After she finished speaking, she watched as Mr. Engel left her back, her eyes deepened.

**

The backstage of the concert hall is still the lottery number.

Qin Yu got his serial number as soon as he passed, 11, the middle serial number, neither too early nor too late.

"Sister, you 11? My luck is really bad, even behind you." Li Xue glanced at the number plate in his hand and couldn't help speaking.

Everyone came to take a look, and they all echoed.

Seeing that he was also after 11, a fifth-level veteran larger than Qin Yu was even more depressed, "Qin Yu, why are you so advanced?"

She is the old man in charge of this number plate, and this order is also selected by her temporarily.

The gap between Level 5 and Level 6 is too large. This exhibition match is still scored. Qin Yu happened to be in the middle and saw her performance. The performance of the pedestrian behind this is a bit boring in the eyes of the teachers.

Can this old student be depressed?

Especially Li Xue, immediately behind Qin Yu.

She was only at level four, and the gap between the two levels of Qin language, which is to her public execution.

It was almost time for the exhibition game. Qin Yu looked at the three number plates in front of her, namely 5, 7, 20. She saw the number 20 at a glance.

"Who is this?" Qin Yu's eyes turned.

The best impression left by Mr. Engel was that the last one came on stage, completely different from the previous nineteen shows.

Qin Yu has always been very thoughtful.

Although the old student is responsible for the number plate of 20 students, not everyone will remember the name. He doesn’t know 5,7, but he knows the number 20, the apprentice of Master Wei, this time may be second only to Qin Student: "It's Qin Ran."

"Qin Ran?" Qin Yu smiled, her hand slipped the hair that slid to her face behind her ear: "Can I exchange a number card with her?"

The old student was also stunned, and then there was a layer of secret rejoicing in his heart. He barely suppressed it and turned his head to look at the others on the field: "Do you have any opinions?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the other students on the field looked at each other and no one objected.

Especially for the group behind 11th, although Qin Ran is also powerful, he has not yet reached the sixth level, and there is no qualitative gap with them, which is better than Qin language.

After Qin Yu, the performance cup was miserable and did not dominate. After Qin Ran, the performance was much better.

These people in the exhibition game are also elites, and naturally consider themselves. After all, I heard that there is a very bullish character, and no one wants to perform better.

This situation is also expected by the old students.

He stepped forward and helped Qin Yu exchange the number plate.

**

Qin Ran's three men still stepped on the spot.

Wang Zifeng walked at the front, a face with sharp edges and corners, which didn't appear for a month. His temperament seemed to have changed qualitatively, much deeper than before.

He first saw the last three number plates left on the table and picked them up directly.

"This is Qin Ran's number plate?" Wang Zifeng took the number 11 and asked the old student around him.

The old student took a look, his expression remained unchanged, and there was still a smile on his face, "Yes."

None of the other students spoke.

"Really?" Wang Zifeng received three number plates, slightly puzzled.

But he didn't think much.

"Qin Ran, why are you No. 11?" Wang Zifeng walked to the two of them, handed the number plate to Qin Ran, lowered his voice, quite puzzled, "Master Wei said you are No. 20?"

Qin Ran took off the cap on the top of his head and took the number plate. He didn't care about his waist. "I don't know, it makes no difference."

Tian Xiaoxiao took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and went to a chair. He also took his number five, "Fortunately, I am number five, in front of you."

"Well." Wang Zifeng nodded.

After more than a month of training, Wang Zifeng discovered that there is no most pervert, only more perverted. Regarding the seriousness of the violin, he is confident that no one can beat himself...

Until he met Qin Ran...

**

Three people stepped on it, and soon, the first one took his violin to the stage.

Auditorium, a full range of photography records.

The first row still sits with the teachers to rate the teachers.

Master Wei, Mr. Enge, Wen Yin, Dai Ran... these seven heavyweights.

None of the members who can be selected to participate in the assessment of M Chau members are weak. The first to appear is the elderly of the association, who stayed at the fourth level for two years.

Skillful use of technology is a little less aura.

The teachers sitting there are very demanding teachers.

In particular, Master Wei and Mr. Enge, although they did not follow the M Chau standard, but they will make a subconscious comparison. In the end, Master Wei gave 60, and Mr. Enge gave 60, no more.

These are the norms of the annual association exhibition competition, and other teachers gave it calmly about 70 or 80.

Four in a row, and soon arrived Tian Xiaoxiao.

Dai Ran couldn't help laughing as soon as she heard her name. He looked at Master Wei: "This seems to be the only Level 3 student this time."

In addition to the first place to go to M Chau for training, this exhibition game is also to show M Chau the many talents of the Beijing Association.

The minimum is all level 4 students.

Only Master Wei added a third-level student.

When other teachers heard it, they dared not say anything. After all, this was a student selected by Master Wei.

Master Wei picked up his scoring pen and paper and looked at the stage calmly without saying anything.

Dai Ran leaned on the back of the chair and glanced at Master Wei proudly.

"Teacher Dai, I heard that for more than a month, Tian Xiaoxiao and Qin Ran have been training secretly..." The teacher beside Dai Ran lowered his voice, and this month Dai Ran's status also quietly happened a little. Changes, especially after knowing that Dai Ran’s apprentice will enter M Chau.

"What can I learn in a month?" Dai Ran said lightly and casually: "Take the third level in front of Mr. Engel, it's disgraceful."

Because the minimum membership standard for the M-Continent Association is level 4.

In Dai Ran's eyes, Master Wei couldn't calm down, so he would be rushed to the doctor in an emergency. Even if Qin Ran and Wang Zifeng were all above level 4, Tian Xiaoxiao...

Between the two talking, Tian Xiaoxiao took the violin up.