"What Lu Qing said I have a backstage?"

Lu Baicha stared at Zhuo Wenjing, her eyes were a little gloomy, "How would she know?" ”

Zhuo Wenjing didn't know why, she was scared by her.

She thought stiffly, she had never seen Lu Baicha like this before.

Just when Lu Baicha's eyes became more and more heavy, Zhuo Wenjing had a flash of inspiration, and hurriedly said: "It's that I can't get used to her, and I want to scare her with the fact that you have a backstage, but she shouted out directly and let everyone know!" ”

Lu Baicha has a backstage, and Zhuo Wenjing knew about it by accident.

Lu Baicha did not participate in the audition that day, but later got the role, which was not normal. Not to mention that she knew that something had happened to the Lu family, and it was impossible for her to help Lu Baicha.

Curious, Zhuo Wenjing went to find Lu Baicha and begged her to take her with her, she also thought about the addiction of acting. Lu Baicha didn't agree, but at that time she suddenly answered the phone and left.

When she was unwilling to go to find Lu Baicha the next day, she saw Lu Baicha's face pale and staggered out of a luxury car.

Lu Baicha found her.

Only then did he promise her, get her into the crew, and let her promise not to spread the word.

Lu Baicha's expression was ugly, and he asked again: "Lu Qingchuan's?" ”

Zhuo Wenjing nodded violently, for fear that Lu Baicha would not believe it, so he hurriedly said something to make up for it, so that it sounded more real.

After speaking, Zhuo Wenjing saw that Lu Baicha was still looking at her with that kind of terrible eyes, and cold sweat suddenly came down.

I don't know if Lu Baicha has a letter.

At the end, Lu Baicha closed his eyes and said, "I know." ”

Zhuo Wenjing said cautiously: "White tea, then you must not let Lu Qing go." ”

Lu Baicha sneered and didn't say a word.

……

Lu Qing and Zhao Han finished part of their filming early, then left Jiaxing and went to have a hot pot together, and then happily went home separately.

Unexpectedly, when he returned to the Dijing Apartment, Fu Ting was not there.

Lu Qing asked the maid unexpectedly: "What about Big Fu?" When did you leave? ”

The servant said respectfully: "Mrs. Hui, Mr. went out in the afternoon, and he didn't say where to go." ”

Lu Qing twisted his eyebrows, could it be that he went to work at the Fu Group?

No, you have to ask.

Lu Qing immediately flipped out his mobile phone to send a message to Fu Ting.

But there was no return.

Lu Qing waited for a while, but didn't wait for a reply.

Looking at his phone, Lu Qing became entangled.

Do you want to call?

In case Fu Ting is really busy, does her phone call count as an interruption?

But what Fu Ting needs now is rest, no matter how busy he is, he has to combine work and rest.

Lu Qing struggled back and forth between whether to contact or not, and if he was disturbed, Fu Ting's possible reaction, and finally put down the phone in compromise.

Forget it, just because Boss Fu treats her better, she has to take care of too much.

In case people don't like to be disturbed, how awkward it will be to get along later.

Lu Qing sighed and went back to the room.

……

Meanwhile.

Kyoto, the headquarters of the Piano Association, in the office.

In fact, the Stern Violin Competition was hosted by the Piano Association.

It's just that the Piano Association has too many things to do, and there are countless events under its name, and for the events they don't participate in, they will directly outsource to others to host, and the name is still hung with the Piano Association.

But this year is different.

In this competition, Yi Zhengjun, president of the Piano Association, decided to judge the airborne competition. With the participation of the president, they are busy as dogs, and they have to do it themselves.

Since the start of the registration and screening phase of the competition, they have been receiving countless emails from participants every day.

In the chaotic voice, someone couldn't help but complain: "I said, is it necessary for us to screen it ourselves?" ”

Then someone responded: "Yes! There are at least thousands of emails a day, and my eyes are dazzled when I read them! ”

Others also complained: "The key is the entries that come with them." If it sounds good, it's fine, but what kind of garbage are these people? That's it, the sound of the piano is like killing a pig, and I can't even insult my ears if I listen to it for a few more seconds. ”

"You're okay, I'm rotten even at the lowest scale!"

"So these contestants don't have points for their own level? Dare to sign up for anything?? ”

The group told the bitter history of their ears being destroyed.

At that moment, a voice sounded, "Okay, let's take a good look." ”

Everyone looked at the source of the sound, it was Assistant Hai, one of the three assistants who followed President Yi, who was in charge of the Stern Competition.

Some people really can't help but be curious: "Assistant Hai, it's just a competition, it's not like it's not unheld before, why does the president attach so much importance to it this time?" ”

Assistant Hai pressed his temples with a faint pain and looked around at everyone.

Knowing that if he was uneasy, these people would probably complain too much and would not be able to continue working.

He sighed, "I don't know. But the president mentioned that he seemed to ...... I want to take on an apprentice. ”

Everyone: "!! ”

Yi Zhengjun, who has a position like a champion in the violin world, wants to accept apprentices??

Isn't that just a disciple?!

One person was dumbfounded and said, "No wonder you came to supervise the competition yourself!" ”

At this time, everyone didn't dare to complain about anything, and they cheered up to continue to screen and check the contestants.

Assistant Hai moved his sore neck, took off his glasses, pinched his eyebrows, clicked on an email at random, and closed his eyes to listen to the sound source file in the headphones.

He thought it was still the same headache-inducing sound as he heard, but ......

One second.

Two seconds.

Three-second ......

He opened his eyes suddenly, looked surprised, and sat up slightly straight.

The sound of the piano in the headphones is melodious and pleasant, very skillful and at the same time, it is also very aura, it is a very clean and indifferent sound, and it is very infectious.

And most importantly...... He hadn't heard it!

He can be Yi Zhengjun's assistant, and naturally he knows the violin very well, not to say that he is an expert, at least half an expert, and he has heard countless classic repertoire.

But he didn't even find it from his known memories.

The sea assistant immediately downloaded the audio source and compared it with the one in the computer music library.

- The degree of similarity is 0.

Assistant Hai was stunned.

He realized a fact, and slowly became excited, and even his eyes lit up.

This is highly likely...... It's a piece of music written by the contestants themselves!

To be able to compose music by yourself is bound to be of a very high level, and it is a rare talent!

Assistant Hai hurriedly went to see the owner of the mail, Q.

One letter.

As simple and confident as the sound of a piano.

The sea assistant immediately ordered admission.

……

On the other side, Jiangcheng, Dijing Apartment.

Lu Qing, who was writing the agarwood recipe, rang his mobile phone.

When I looked over, there was an email reply on the screen.

"Congratulations, you have qualified for the Stern Violin Competition and are ready to start preparing for the preliminary round. The detailed time, place and precautions of the preliminary round are as follows. ”

Lu Qing took a look, the preliminary round is also divided into divisions, Jiangcheng has it, and he will be promoted through the preliminary round, and then go to Kyoto to participate in the semi-finals.