It's a pity.

......

"Don't you, you, you. ”

Qin Jian was the first to shake his head to recover from the shock, pulled out the books on the shelf, and turned his head again, "You know me?"

The other party won't be the fans he has accumulated in Blossom Lane, right?

"You, you, you're the one, Qin Jian!!"

Qin Jian? That doesn't seem to be his fan.

But how does the other person know him?

I have the impression that my former circle of friends was a truth boy like a fat man, where did I ever have such a ...... A natural women's clothing boss.....

"Do you know me?" Qin Jian asked again.

"Nonsense, how could I not know you?" I saw the young man stretch out his bandaged arm on his chest, and slowly walked towards Qin Jian step by step.

"How did you know me?" Facing the other party's suddenly unkind tone, Qin Jian had some doubts in his heart, "Is there any misunderstanding between us?"

"Misunderstanding?" the young man looked up at Qin Jian, who was more than half a head taller than him, and said angrily, "You snatched my place!!"

"I robbed you of your spot?" Qin Jian was even more confused.

"That was supposed to be mine!" the teenager's mood became even more unstable.

Looking at the other party's reaction, Qin Jian's eyes narrowed, and he began to grasp the key points in his heart.

Judging from the fact that the other party is reaching out to this book with himself, most of the other party is also a piano player.

Judging from the other party's bandaged arm, it should have been injured recently.

I haven't been back for a long time, and I have only been in and out of the school and the Flower Alley, but the other party can call his real name through his appearance, which not only shows that the other party has seen him, but also excludes the possibility of the Flower Lane.

Then there's only the school, the school quota?

Put all the things together, and there seems to be only one possibility.

Vaguely, Qin Jian felt that he probably understood.

The quota mentioned by the other party should be the quota for the Huayun Youth Music Skills Competition.

And the other party can clearly recognize that he has replaced the other party's quota, which shows that in the other party's perspective, the ins and outs of the whole thing are clear.

So where did the quota that originally belonged to the other party come from?

Qin Jian frowned, isn't that also Old Man Lin?

"What is your relationship with Dean Lin?" Qin Jian said tentatively.

"Figured it out?" Seeing Qin Jian's reaction, the corners of the young man's mouth raised a touch of pride.

It seems that his guess was not wrong.

The whole thing should have been told to him by Mr. Lin, and it is estimated that the other party has also seen the video of his exam.

Damn, it turned out that I was forced to participate in this competition, and it was the little white face in front of me who was harmed.

It's really unlucky, you can encounter this kind of thing when you come to the library, but it's okay, depending on the other party's attitude, it's better to take this opportunity to make things clear, and save any incidents in the future.

Qin Jian stretched out his hand and made a downward movement in front of his chest, looked at the other party and said sincerely: "I sympathize with your experience, but whether you believe it or not, in fact, I am unwilling to participate in this competition." ”

But this undoubtedly sounds like a mockery of getting cheap and selling well to the other party.

"You don't want to?!" the boy looked like a rabbit with his tail stepped on, and immediately became anxious, "Why don't you want to?"

"What reason do I have to be willing?" Qin Jian finished speaking and prepared to leave, unable to communicate with this kind of giant baby who was spoiled by the environment in which he was raised.

Retardation is the same.

"Also, it's embarrassing to know that you go, so it makes sense that you don't want to go. ”

When Qin Jian walked halfway, the words of the other party suddenly sounded behind him, and he slowly stopped.

I thought it was just a retard, but now it seems that I am still a brain wreck.

Qin Jian turned around, looked at the other party's invincible expression, and grinned: "The quota you are talking about, do you mean the number of piano places to participate in the skills competition?"

"Nonsense. ”

"Okay, so you know all about the whole thing, don't you?"

"Nonsense. ”

There was a brief silence.

"Good. ”

A short and crisp sound is good.

"Since you don't want to listen to nonsense, then I won't talk nonsense. ”

Qin Jian put the book in his hand on the bookshelf on the side, and then wrenched his fingers.

"First of all, do you know how important this competition is for each region?"

"I know that better than you do. The boy was still proud.

"Second, the piano quota in the province was originally yours, right?"

"Of course it's mine. ”

"Third, you hurt your arm so you can't compete, right?"

"Or do you think it's your turn?"

"Fourth, am I responsible for your arm becoming like this?"

"Not really. At this time, the young man's momentum was only slightly weaker.

"What's the point, that's not it, let me ask you if it?" Qin Jian's tone gradually became cold, and the speed of his speech slowed down a lot.

"No, no, what are you fierce?" the young man looked up with a brutal look, as if he had been wronged by something.

"Your arm is broken, and your ears are not good?!!" Qin Jian suddenly roared.

The young man was so frightened that he hurriedly took two steps back, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of fear, but he didn't expect that the other party had always been calm, and he would suddenly get angry, and he looked quite scary. was reprimanded by this, and only then did he sober up a little.

Qin Jian walked towards the young man step by step, but he didn't pay attention to the change in the other party's expression, and put the smile on the corner of his mouth again, "Is it caused by me that your arm has become like this?"

"It's not. The young man said, but his eyes were still full of disbelief.

"Oh. ”

Qin Jian nodded, then leaned into the other party's ear, and said softly: "Then listen to it, before such an important competition, you don't even have the ability to protect your hands, think about it, if it is really because of your personal reasons that the piano quota in our province is finally vacant, will you not feel that you have done a very disgraceful thing?"

"And I made up for your vacancy, and from a certain point of view, I did you such a great favor, you don't thank me, and you are still humming and accusing me like a girl?" Qin Jian patted the other party's face, "Don't you think you should apologize for your behavior just now?"

The boy swallowed, and the fear in his heart finally overcame his pride.

"Yes... I'm sorry...."

"It doesn't matter. ”

......

"Goodbye. ”

......

Upbringing is not a thing, but not being upbringing is certainly not a good thing.

Leaving the library, Qin Jian reached out and stopped a taxi.

With five books on his back, he returned to the nest of the ink garden with satisfaction.

......

Entering the room and coming directly to the piano, Qin Jian directly spread out the five books in front of him.

When I saw the quaint book cover on the far left, I was reminded of the scene I had just seen in the library.

Isn't it a bit too much? Although the other party's tutor is a little worse, he is only a minor.

Besides, looking at the other party's words, it should also have something to do with Old Man Lin, is he making trouble for the old man in disguise?

It has nothing to do with the number of participants, Qin Jian really doesn't care about this place, but no matter what, the old man also took care of himself in his previous life.

Qin Jian didn't want to cause trouble to the old man.

Troublesome.

I don't want to.

Qin Jian retracted his thoughts and adjusted his state.

Picked up the first book, The Development of Religious Music.......

......

There is nothing wrong with reading and using progress.

Three hours had passed since he had returned, and Qin Jian felt that the source of his knowledge had been replenished again.

But there is still no clue about the final issues involved in the intelligence.

Qin Jian was wondering if he had made a mistake in his direction.

What is the last seemingly simple question?

Let's say the answer is Musician A.

Musician A touched heaven with a piano.

So what does this do for yourself?

It's hard to get some knowledge and abilities about musician A.

Headache.

Qin Jian gave up thinking and lay down on the bed with his head up.

The familiar fragrance from the pillow made Qin Jian gradually close his eyes.