The clean streets and pedestrians walking in Hanfu are pleasing to the eye.

It's a pity that there is a discordant sound in such a beautiful environment.

"Sister, why do those foreigners also wear our country's clothes." Fu Xiong asked in a low voice, "It's awkward to watch." Hearing this, Fu Qingyao smiled.

This is the charm of classical Chinese culture, and this is the charm of Hanfu.

glanced at Fu Xiong, "The sea is inclusive, and there is tolerance." Of the four great ancient civilizations in the world, ancient Egypt, ancient Babylon, ancient India, and ancient China, only China has been handed down. Don't say anything like that in the future. ”

"I know it." Fu Xiong pursed his lips and said.

"You're a guy." Fu Qingyao shook her head, ignored him, and looked at the map in her hand, "In front of you is the China Conservatory of Music, let's go in and have a look." ”

Today, in addition to visiting Beijing, the most important thing is to find the location of the China Conservatory of Music, figure out the classroom where you will take the exam, and walk around the city in your spare time.

The China Conservatory of Music is located in Lin'an Street, Chaoyang District, Beijing, and the same as this street, the gate of the college is also an antique courtyard with a vermilion gate, and two big lions in front of the door.

From the outside, this house looks like someone's mansion in the past.

However, after Fu Qingyao entered, she knew that she was wrong. Although the houses are built very similarly to the courtyard houses, they are all newly built, and I think it is just for the sake of the designers to make the college and the loan more harmonious.

Entering the gate, it is a wide road, on both sides are the school office, after the second entrance, into the eye is the rockery, flowing water and lush flowers and trees.

Poetry: Osmanthus flowers compete for wealth, and the maple leaves are red, resulting in a period of autumn color. Lanxiu Jufang also flies white clouds.

The four- and five-story high-rise buildings are hidden in the back, which looks very quiet.

Fu Xiong obviously likes the environment here, and he can't help it, "Sister, I will also be admitted to this school in the future." ”

"Yes, my sister is waiting for you here." Fu Qingyao is obviously very supportive of her younger brother's confidence.

"Cut, I don't know where the two dirt buns came from, they actually dare to make a big deal here." There was a coquettish voice from behind, and Liang Liang said.

When the sister and brother turned around, they saw two women standing in the verandah, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a proud face.

Seeing Fu Qingyao's sister and brother turn their heads, jealousy flashed in the eyes of the two women, and the girl who had just spoken spoke again, "I thought it was an ugly monster, but I didn't expect it to be a little bit beautiful." ”

Fu Qingyao thought about it for a while, and knew that the accent of Fu Xiong's speech just now might have been heard by the two of them.

Looking at the appearance of those two girls, I'm afraid that they are also spoiled.

She's in her thirties, and she's still worried about this with children?

Thinking like this, Fu Qingyao didn't look at the two of them, and said to Fu Xiong: "Let's go." ”

Watching the sister and brother leave, the girl next to the talking girl said, "Xianbi, I didn't expect that girl to be so good-looking." ”

It's actually three points more beautiful than you, and it seems that maybe the name of the school flower of this academy will fall on the girl just now.

Zhou Xianbi bit her lip, didn't speak, turned around and walked in another direction.

"Sister, what did those two girls say about us just now, we obviously haven't seen them." Fu Xiong asked strangely.

"Who knows the Tao of Lu, you must know the Tao of Lu, the world is so big that there are no surprises, and all the ancestors have the saying that 'the heart of harming people must not be had, and the heart of preventing people must not be without'." Fu Qingyao shrugged, "We don't need to listen to this kind of boring words. In this world, as long as you have the strength, there is no need to care about these gossips, because only people who are incapable will judge others. ”

"It's like what my sister's blog says, people who have the ability have gone to create their own creations, right?" Fu Xiong blinked and smiled.

The black and bright black eyes were narrow, "Maybe, those two people are extremely beautiful sisters." ”

Looking at Fu Xiong, who was making fun of herself, Fu Qingyao hugged her arms and said, "Maybe those two people saw that you were handsome, and they fell in love, and they saw me on the side, so they became dirty." ”

Fu Qingyao is beautiful, and Fu Xiong, the younger brother of a fellow mother, is naturally not bad.

The nose bridge is straight and well-defined, the once dark skin has become fair, the cheeks are ruddy, the body is tall, and the warm sunlight casts a three-dimensional projection.

Standing in front of Fu Qingyao, he is simply a talent.

"What a 'dirty exit', sister, your language skills are getting better and better, my little brother really admires it."

"You just have a poor mouth."

After visiting the classroom and noting down the exams, the two left the academy.

After that, the siblings took a brief stroll outside and went back to the hotel.

After all, Fu Qingyao has to rest well and maintain a good physical strength for the exam.

Fu Qingyao, a student from a non-professional class, was able to apply for the Conservatory of Music, which has to praise the current application system.

The current enrollment of the conservatory of music is at the end of July and the beginning of August, and at this time, the results of cultural classes have come down. For those candidates who do not have satisfactory results in the college entrance examination but have a certain foundation in music, applying for the conservatory of music is equivalent to having a second chance.

After all, art candidates do not have too high requirements for cultural classes.

When admitting candidates to the School of Music, they are also based on the results of professional courses, and they are admitted in line according to the admission quota of each major; The score line of the unified examination of cultural courses is subject to the score line announced by the state, and the college also stipulates the minimum score line for Chinese and foreign languages. At the same time, the results of the unified examination of cultural courses of some theoretical majors are used as the reference criteria for admission

The results of the unified examination of some theoretical majors and cultural courses are also used as the reference criteria for admission.

For many years, the college has adhered to the principle of merit-based admission, preferring shortage to excess, and if the level of candidates does not meet the admission requirements, even if the enrollment plan is reduced, the standard admission will not be lowered.

This policy is really good for Fu Qingyao, who has good comprehensive results.

The exam is divided into two days, the first day is to test the knowledge of professional theory courses, which is the written test; The next day is an interview, that is, according to the questions from the interviewing teacher, sight-singing or performance.

The written test on the first day was obviously very simple for Fu Qingyao.

After the first test, the number of people who took the second test on the second day was significantly less than half of the first test.

After the sight-singing, I will participate in the performance audition in the afternoon, which is the third test in the exam.

At this time, two-thirds of the candidates have been cut, and the candidates who apply for composition are fewer than other majors, so after three rounds, the more than 20 people who stayed are all elites of the elite.

Two dozen people were standing or sitting in the hallway, and no one was talking.

Fu Qingyao stood quietly by the window, watching the rain outside the window, hazy, flying obliquely, covering the air with a layer of smoke.

Fu Qingyao was wearing an off-white dress with an apricot yellow knitted dress on the outside, which looked bright and lively in this hazy weather, which seemed to make people's mood a lot better.

"Twelfth, Fu Ying." The door to the recital room was opened, and the teacher, holding a piece of paper, leaned sideways and shouted to the waiting classmates in the hallway.

The long, thick hair naturally hangs down next to the ears, and the wind blows with the rain, blowing the green silk, revealing a soft and beautiful face.

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