Zhou Wenfeng has been really chic these days.

Her twisted mind had also calmed down a lot, and the closer she got to the end of the match, the clearer the sight of Shen Wuhuan falling at her feet became.

But except for the battle against Shen Wuhuan, she was completely absent-minded, and she had reached the point of being stunned, and even the performance that she finally had the opportunity to participate in was mediocre.

The owner of the orchestra, who was already poorly managed, had a very big opinion on this, but the violin seat of this second-rate orchestra rooted in the capital was also unbearable, and there was no one who could replace Zhou Wenfeng, otherwise the boss would want to remove her.

Zhou Wenfeng still focuses all her attention on station B, she is staring closely at the data of station B's entry list, and the current video of "Super Sawmill Council" has more than 200,000 favorites, far surpassing Shen Wuhuan's "Bond".

Most users of station B already think that the grand prize belongs to them.

And once this video wins the grand prize, then the leader who leads them, Feng Wu Jiutian, will inevitably become the first person in the new generation of performance area of Station B.

Some people have already begun to use "Station B giant" to call Fengwu Jiutian.

This is unique in the entire B station, and the reason for this is because of her appeal.

From a professional point of view, this person's arranging ability is mediocre, and his performance ability is only in the lower reaches of the professional level.

can be put on station B, which is almost all amateur-level, it is the top group of people, plus the appeal of more than 20 UP masters at that time, this is absolutely unique in station B.

This is what the people want!

After a day of rehearsals, Zhou Wenfeng returned home with the violin on her back, she did not enter her room for the first time, but pushed open her sister's door.

"Xiaoping, are you there?"

“...”

The room was not lit and the curtains were all drawn, making the whole room look very eerie.

Zhou Wenping is Zhou Wenfeng's younger sister, since she came back from the HZ competition before, she has locked herself in the room all day long, and she has brought her to the house every day for dinner, in this case, Zhou Wenfeng is really distressed.

She and her sister lost their parents at an early age, and they completed their violin studies purely by some inheritance, and Zhou Wenfeng was also competitive and won several violin awards in China, so she has always struggled with the goal of being the principal, but as soon as she entered the society, she found that with her skills, it was a fool's dream to become a good orchestra leader.

Classical players can maintain their peak condition until they are very old, and unless the orchestra leader has a higher artistic pursuit, he is likely to stay in an orchestra until he can no longer stay in the orchestra, and the replacement is extremely slow.

Rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail, so she chose a second-rate orchestra and became the principal as she expected.

It can be said that the financial pressure of the whole family is on her, and Zhou Wenping is not just her sister to her, it is simply her own doppelganger.

She blamed Shen Wuhuan for all the reasons why her sister became like this, and she herself felt ridiculous for a long time, and she also dreamed that Shen Wuhuan was defeated, and her sister could be restored to her original state.

But ridiculous is ridiculous, no one can be more important than his sister!

She doesn't care about those things, she's just an ordinary person, she knows that her sister is being bullied, and she has to fight back!

What's more, she can't do anything but make such a decision.

"Didn't wake up today?" Zhou Wenfeng walked into the room, didn't turn on the light, and sat on the head of the bed.

Zhou Wenping curled up in the quilt and didn't say a word, which made Zhou Wenfeng's anger surge.

"Why don't you ignore me when you talk to you?"

"Are you up?"

"Talk?"

Looking at her sister like this, Zhou Wenfeng, who was in a good mood, was suddenly made out of real fire by her sister, and she grabbed the quilt covering her sister.

Zhou Wenping was exposed in her pajamas.

"Stuffy playing with your phone under the covers? Why don't you turn on the lights when you play with your phone? Zhou Wenfeng looked at Zhou Wenping who was holding a mobile phone in his hand, and the bright light of the mobile phone screen in the gloomy room was particularly dazzling.

“...”

Zhou Wenping ignored her, turned her back, and continued to swipe her phone.

Zhou Wenfeng was about to cry out in anger, she choked up and roared: "Zhou Wenping, you have grown up, right?" You've got stiff wings, aren't they? You dare not talk to you? It's really for nothing! ”

Zhou Wenping sensed something, took off the headphones from her ears, glanced back at her sister and said, "Don't make trouble, I'm listening to songs on Weibo!" Hey, why are you crying? ”

"It's not because of you, a bad thing!" Zhou Wenfeng wiped her tears, she felt that her mentality was similar to that of a middle-aged woman.

She just wiped it twice and suddenly realized her sister's words, and wondered: "Brush Weibo? What are you doing on Weibo, hurry up and practice for me when you have that time! ”

"What kind of piano do you practice, anyway, no matter how much you practice, you can't practice to the same level as Shen Wuhuan, sister, do you know, she is not a person at all!"

Zhou Wenfeng looked at Zhou Wenping who said this, and her sister's face was filled with a special meaning, which seemed to be a feeling called "worship".

She quickly shook her head, refusing to admit this speculation, and choked: "Why can't you compare to her, what can she do?" A contemporary, like me, who doesn't know her, has no future. ”

"Don't let you say that about Master Shen, she has turned over now, and Weibo is justifying her name, and no one can stop her!" Zhou Wenping choked back with a stiff neck.

"Master Shen? She can be called Master Shen? Zhou Wenfeng thought the joke was particularly funny.

"Of course, I don't believe you listen to this tune, she just sent it!" Zhou Wenping handed the headphones to her sister.

Zhou Wenfeng put on the headphones suspiciously, and then looked at the screen on the phone.

After a song, Zhou Wenfeng was stunned.

As a professional performer, although she specializes in violin, the relationship between violin and piano is too close, and she has a clear understanding of the distribution of pianists' strength.

The music played by Shen Wuhuan in the video is stronger than any classical pianist's music she has ever seen, and she has no idea how much it is stronger, but the abundant emotions and interpretation beyond common sense have exceeded her cognition.

"She's not human at all."

She has some empathy for her sister's words.

"What's the name of this song?"

""Torrent", you don't know, recently Weibo has blown up the tragic experiences that Shen Wuhuan has encountered over the years, those people are so bad, it is rare for CN to have such a strong performer and composer, they have really been banning her, this is incredible."

"The classical profession is not as pure as you think, don't just play around, you still have to practice the piano, you know!" Zhou Wenfeng left his sister's room after giving a casual order in a distraught manner, and he didn't even hear Zhou Wenping's sentence "I don't practice".

She felt that something was not right, no wonder the other party did not fight back, it turned out that she was busy with things on Weibo, and it seemed that Shen Wuhuan had won a big victory?

So what's next?

Zhou Wenfeng, who returned to the room, shuddered, and couldn't help sighing in his heart: "The monster is coming..."