Wen Qiao thought he had seen it wrong, but after a closer look, it was Fu Nanli, he was wearing a haute couture suit, with broad shoulders and narrow waist and long legs, noble and cold, walking through the carpeted stairs, every step was like a god descending on the luxury booth, her heart was beating with his footsteps.

He sat down at random and straightened his cuffs, his long legs overlapped, like a wealthy businessman in the first row watching a jewelry show, his eyes wandering carelessly.

The lights of the dome dimmed, as if a sky full of stars was lit above his head, and the man's timeless features appeared more profound and superior.

A contemptuous voice came from behind Wen Qiao: "Pipa? I also want to enter the central sound, in my opinion, these are the art of the flyover, which is similar to the erhu, begging for special instruments, and wanting to enter the central sound, it is really whimsical. ”

Wen Qiao picked up his pipa, adjusted the strings, glanced at Xu Lu's best friend Zhao Tong, and said coldly: "The quintessence of folk music was disliked by you like this, and let you grow up in this country, did you also wronged you?" Since you are so aggrieved, why do you want to apply for the central sound? Why not apply to Berklee College of Music? Is it because you can't get into Berkeley? ”

Zhao Tong gritted his teeth: "Do you know which school I apply for?" How many people do you think they are learning folk music now? It's something that's hard to get into. ”

Wen Qiao adjusted the strings and plucked them twice.

"In 1936, Franco launched the political . Change, seizure of power, cellist, the founder of your cello, Mr. Casals, interrupted all his acting activities and went on strike to protest against the Franco authorities, he is a lover of peace, but you are so belligerent, if he sees that future generations of cellists distinguish music between high and low, he should think that you are not worthy of playing the cello. ”

Zhao Tong choked and couldn't get a word back.

Xu Lu came out to play a round at this time: "Tongtong, don't say it, Western music and folk music have their own wonders, and we still have to support the quintessence of the country." ”

Lu Youyou pulled Wen Qiao to the side and snorted softly: "Misdemeanor, don't bother with her, let's practice again." ”

Zhao Tong and Xu Lu have a special practice room, Zhao Tong gritted his teeth and said, "Lulu, why are you pulling me?" Folk music is difficult to get into the elegant hall, most of those who take the folk music department, most of them can't reach other departments in their majors, and they are debugged in, what are they dragging? A person who plays the pipa is really angry that he shows off his might in front of us who play the cello and the piano. ”

Xu Lu patted her on the shoulder: "Forget it, if the quarrel gets too big, in case the interview qualification is cancelled, won't it be worth the loss?" ”

Zhao Tong sneered lightly: "Our family has invested in the concert of the central music students, how can the interview qualification be cancelled, if it is canceled, it will only cancel Wen Qiao's, it should have made a big fuss just now." ”

Xu Lu naturally didn't want to pull the rack, but just now Zhuang Yan had been leaning on the door frame and watching quietly, she had always been a gentle and demure person, if she didn't persuade her, she was afraid that Zhuang Yan would think too much.

It's cheaper than Wen Qiao.

Someone behind him persuaded Zhao Tong: "Let Wen Qiao perform, I've heard that two of the three professors today are not very interested in folk music, and she will definitely not be able to get an A." ”

Interview grades are S, A, B, and C.

The S level is the highest, and only those who get A level and above can successfully enter the central sound.

Zhao Tong relieved his anger: "That's it, she will definitely not pass the interview, let's reluctantly appreciate the art of begging for a while, it's really hard for everyone's ears." ”