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The Audi sedan slowly shuttled through the city, and after five or six minutes, it stopped in the parking lot of the cultural center.

The area of the cultural center is very large, but only three floors high, it has been completed for less than a year, imitating the palace-style style, the roof eaves are paved with glazed tiles, which looks brilliant under the neon illumination, and the front garden has rockeries, pavilions, platforms, corridors, small lakes, etc., which are quiet and elegant.

As soon as Chu Nu and Yang Zijian got out of the car, they heard laughter and the beautiful piano music of "The Ballad of the Great Wall" fluttering in the evening breeze.

Walking to the door of the concert hall of the cultural center, Yang Zijian saw the sign of "The 17th Piano Music Exchange Conference of the Southern Sword Music Association" standing on the left, a desk on the right, and two people sitting behind, as if registering.

Chu Nu walked to the table, greeted the two with a smile, wrote her and Yang Zijian's names, and paid two money.

Then, she led Yang Zijian to the corridor on the left.

Yang Zijian was puzzled: "We are guests, why do we have to pay money?" ”

"There are no guests here, they are all music lovers." Chu Nu glanced at him and said, "The music association is just a people's organization, the drinks and food for the party are expensive, and the association itself relies on a little membership fee to maintain its activities, of course, it has to raise its own funds." ”

Yang Zijian couldn't help but suggest: "You can find a company to pull sponsorship, make a title or something, entrepreneurs like to be vassal." The journals of our literary club all know how to write a newsletter for the unit to solicit some sponsorship. ”

Chu Nu sneered: "Your magazine is a child's toy, a product of the connivance of adults. Musicians are different, they are glorious musicians of the people, although the salary is not high, but they are all dignified, how can they sell their art and soul? It is a desecration of the art of music to let those vulgar bosses pay for it! ”

Yang Zijian then remembered that in this era, there were no commercial activities, and most of the "musicians" disdained to go to the sea, they all had public positions, working in various enterprises and institutions such as cultural centers, youth palaces, art troupes, schools, etc., with a salary that was generous but definitely not high. Of course, they will also be entrusted by friends to teach some students part-time or something, for example, Lan Xue invited the top students of the Central Conservatory of Music to be teachers?

Came to a small lounge with a dressing room next to it.

Chu Nu asked Yang Zijian's shoe number, and then said, "You wait here, I'll go and get the clothes and shoes." ”

Yang Zijian had no choice but to sit and wait here, bored, observing the "musicians" coming and going outside from the window, these people were not very well dressed, most of the men were seventy or eighty percent of the new suits and tunics, and only a few women wore fashionable evening dresses, most of them wore ordinary silk long skirts, which were covered with various pleats.

"Hey, it's you, Yang Zijian, why are you here?" Lan Xue exclaimed in surprise, she had just passed by the door of the lounge and saw a student wearing a middle school uniform, and couldn't help but come in to take a look, but it turned out to be Yang Zijian, a young writer from the same township.

"Why are you here?" Yang Zijian looked at Lan Xue and asked rhetorically, but seeing that she was dressed like a little princess, he immediately understood that he was stupid to ask, she had a good teacher, of course he would bring her to the music exchange meeting.

Lan Xue really smiled and said, "I'm here with Teacher Xu Jing, and there will be a performance later." After speaking, he turned around slightly, and the green evening dress unfolded slightly, like a budding lotus flower, with long hair flying, and a small red bow fluttering.

It turned out to be a costume! Yang Zijian looked at her appearance and temperament that resembled Natalie, and couldn't help but lose his mind slightly.

"Is it okay for me to dress like this?" Lan Xue asked deliberately.

Of course, Yang Zijian praised: "Very beautiful! I'm going to a concert later, and I'll listen to you later. I am your family and friend, always on your side to cheer you on! ”

Lan Xue smiled, showed two small dimples and said, "Thank you!" It was the first time I had attended this kind of concert, and several of my fellow piano students were better than me, and there were other piano students who were also going to perform. ”

Yang Zijian encouraged: "I believe that you are the best!" ”

The two chatted happily.

At this time, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy walked in, wearing a small white suit, bow tie, and oily hair, he glared at Yang Zijian, and said unhappily: "Xiaoxue, Teacher Xu is waiting for you, hurry up, he wants to introduce you to President Wan of the Music Association." ”

Lan Xue was overjoyed, and hurriedly said goodbye to Yang Zijian: "Ah, then I'll go, President Wan is a member of the National Musicians Association and a national second-class pianist......

After Lan Xue just left, her senior brother stayed, the young man in the suit was a little taller than Yang Zijian, stood in front of Yang Zijian, pointed to his chest and said, "What's your name-forget it, don't say it." Look at you in a half-worn school uniform, with a disgusting smell of soap all over your body, your hair still washed with soap, and you are wearing cheap broken slippers...... At first glance, it's a hillbilly, don't think that you can be admitted to a middle school and soak in the blue snow, you are not qualified! ”

Yang Zijian touched his nose and said, "What's your name - forget it, I don't want to know you, please go away." ”

The young man said angrily: "Do you know who I am? If you dare to talk to me like that, I warn you, hillbilly, if I see you with Lan Xue, I'll have you arrested! ”

Yang Zijian couldn't help but cover his mouth and laughed, it was the first time he encountered a young man, these people are generally self-centered and possessive, mostly because their parents are too busy or have a bad relationship, resulting in distorted family affection, less family education, and influenced by Hong Kong and Taiwan gangster movies, plus the ancestors are too spoiled, as a result, they have developed a well-behaved on the surface and a violent and cold character on the inside.

Yang Zijian asked, "Who is your father?" ”

The young man narrowed his eyes, and a breath of gloomy breath poured out.

At this time, Chu Nu walked in with a suit and a pair of leather shoes, and looked strangely at the confrontation between the two teenagers, the young man pointed his finger against Yang Zijian, seemed to be a little familiar, and asked, "Are you Xu Jing's student and He Dongyang's son?" ”

The young man in the suit glanced at Chu Nu, a little familiar, and knew that it was not easy to mess with, so he pointed at Yang Zijian and said, "Don't let me see you and Lan Xue together, otherwise you will feel good!" ”

Chu Nu watched the young man leave inexplicably and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Yang Zijian sighed: "Lan Xue is the sister of my fellow classmate, and after chatting with me, this kid was jealous and threatened me to arrest me." A spoiled child, who has watched too much Hong Kong Crazy Boy, has a sense of anger, and will definitely cheat his father in the future. ”

Chu Nu suddenly said: "He Dongyang is the deputy captain of the traffic police brigade, and he acts a little domineering, but he is very capable. This child's maternal grandfather was a retired veteran cadre who used to be colleagues with my father, and I would like to remind them not to neglect their tutoring. ”