"Desert Song" and "White Clothes" are different styles, calm and elegant minor.

Because of the domineering piano-like style, the audience of the white-clothed line is wider than that of the desert music.

Recently, TV happened to be broadcasting "Da Yong", and the TV series made this plot very clear, and many viewers who don't understand Chinese music know that the top ten famous songs of the Guzheng alone account for five of the three masters and apprentices.

The eldest lady of the Bai family already has her own fans, and the TV series has not yet ended, and the fans of Yan Lu, who plays the eldest lady of the Bai family, have risen to more than 30 million.

Bai Qi said seriously.

Dean Jian wanted to beat her a little, "You are quite serious when you tell jokes seriously, I don't know if you believe that you are a disciple of Mr. Qin Jiu, or that I am Qin Shi Huang." ”

"What do you think?" He asked Bai Qi again.

Actually perfunctory him, his old man is so easy to deceive?

Bai Qian retracted her gaze and looked at the stage expressionlessly, the outline of her side face was outlined by light and dark shadows, her side face was cold, and her voice was also ruthless: "The next show is about to start, shut up." ”

Dean Jane: "......"

Young people can't afford to play!

Beside Dean Jian, Principal Luo, who was sitting quietly, didn't dare to move.

If someone had told Principal Luo a few days earlier that someone in this world would dare to speak like this to Dean Jian of their national music Taidou Jian, he would definitely think that this person was probably crazy.

Now, he thinks he's probably crazy.

Principal Luo pinched his leg gently, it hurt.

**

After the opening, the second piece is played by the pipa alone.

There was only a cold light on the stage, hitting the teacher in a gray cheongsam, her hair coiled behind her head, and the soothing sound of the pipa sounded, and the flowing water was gurgling and lingering.

There is no messy music style, only a little erhu in the middle is integrated, and under the beautiful and cold moon, the beauty slowly whispers about the old country and old dreams.

Bai Qian listened to this song more seriously than before, and after playing the song, Dean Jian looked at her and looked at the stage, ""Old Dream, this style of music is also very beautiful." ”

He had thought that Bai Qi would appreciate the style of the battle typhoon more.

"Hmm." White jaw head.

"The sound of our traditional musical instruments is very beautiful, the pipa and the guzheng have infinite connotations," in the interval between the next song, Dean Jian and Bai Qi talked casually, "You see Yan Lu's song is so popular, and there are more and more people learning the guzheng." ”

Since the guzheng song of "Gambling Wine" became popular, there are indeed many people who go to learn guzheng.

Dean Jian said, glanced at Bai Qian again, and seemed very casual: "So what do you think of being the inheritor of Chinese music?" ”

That's what he's doing this time.

The spread of Bai Qi's four new songs is so wide that almost three-year-old children know that this song is a national style song, which includes a guzheng, a pipa and a bamboo flute......

Yan Lu is now popular all over the country because of "Da Yong", and Dean Jian is actually a little worried that Bai Qi will not compose music for Yan Lu in the future.

Such a representative of Chinese music was completely buried in Jiangjing University.

Culture needs to be inherited and carried forward, she almost has this kind of aura with her, if he misses her, Dean Jian feels that he will probably never meet such a person again.

Dean Jian actually knows that it is difficult for culture to be popularized and developed without changing the way it is expressed.

In fact, Guole has launched a plan to take the opportunity to make Yan Lu such a representative.

The white sage is the most important part of it.

"Dean Jane, this is too heavy for me." Bai Qian just leaned back, the whole person relaxed, and her eyelashes hung down lazily.

Refuse.

Rejection again.

Dean Jian expected it, the good news is that Bai Qian is not so resistant, this time there is a play.

His expression was relaxed, and he said unhurriedly: "It's not heavy, in fact, you don't need to do anything, continue to write songs for Yan Lu, and help the Chinese orchestra compose music in your spare time." ”

The curtain call of the performance.

"How are you feeling tonight, and are you inspired?" Dean Jian took Bai Qian out of the backstage, "I'll go back to Jiangjing in two days." ”

"It's a little new, I'll think about it again when I go back to Xiangcheng tomorrow." Bai Qian looked down and flipped through her phone, her dog friend had already sent her a message, and she seemed to be in a hurry to return to her hometown.

The performances in the evening were very impressive.

Dean Jian knew that Bai Qi had to go back and wait for the results of the college entrance examination.

Principal Luo stood respectfully behind the two of them, and when he heard that Bai Qian was actually from Xiangcheng, he was very surprised: "Miss Bai, welcome to come to our music association often in the future." ”

He has changed his name to "Miss Bai", and he also knows that Bai Qian does not belong to any music association or music academy.

"I will, thank you for your hospitality today." Bai Qian thanked Principal Luo.

It means that I don't want to join their music association.

Principal Luo was a little disappointed, but he was not surprised, after all, ......

Dean Jian was all deflated in front of her, and Principal Luo thought rebelliously.

**

Behind.

Bai Shaoqi and Song Meng stood up, and Mrs. Song looked at Bai Shaoqi in surprise, "You mean to go backstage?" ”

The two families of the Bai Song Dynasty did not study music seriously, and they had almost no connections in this area.

"That's right," Bai Shaoqi walked out along the flow of people, took out his mobile phone and looked down to find a number, "My mother found Principal Luo of Jiangyin, and our tickets this time were also for him to help us get." ”

This is the first time Bai Shaoqi has mentioned Guo Yueqing calmly.

Mrs. Song followed behind Bai Shaoqi, she always knew that Guo Yueqing had a means, otherwise she would not have been dormant for so many years, trampling Ji Mulan to the soles of her feet and letting the two illegitimate children take the throne.

But Mrs. Song didn't expect that Guo Yueqing would be able to find Principal Luo.

She followed behind Bai Shaoqi in surprise, and there were a bunch of staff in the background, they naturally didn't know Bai Shaoqi and the others.

A few minutes later, a staff member came to bring the three of them to the lounge, "Three of you, please wait, President Luo and Dean Jian are going to see off the guests together." ”

"He's going with Dean Jane to see off guests?" All three of them found it incredible.

What kind of guests still need Dean Jian to deliver?

However, when they asked, the staff did not answer, just smiled politely at them and walked out of the lounge.

Song Luo put down the water glass, he stood up and opened the door of the lounge, and swept the backstage with a cold gaze.

The people in the first row were all withdrawn from the backstage.

Curtains, musical instruments, and figures are chaotic.

His eyes fell on the front, in front of the left, the black curtain moved, and there seemed to be a cyan shadow out of the exit, Song Luo took a few steps forward, and just happened to bump into a person head-on.

"I'm sorry." He withdrew his gaze and spoke.

"It's okay," Principal Luo had just finished sending Dean Jian and Bai Qi, he knew Song Ming, the person who the principal of No. 1 Middle School often pushed him, "Classmate, are you looking for someone?" ”

"It's not." Song Meng retracted his gaze, and he pressed his eyebrows.

Back in the lounge.

Principal Luo was one step behind him.

Bai Shaoqi, who was talking to Mrs. Song inside, hurriedly stood up and introduced herself to him.

"I know you, Bai Shaoke's sister," Principal Luo nodded slightly at Bai Shaoqi, secretly thinking to himself in his heart, there are really many talents with the surname "Bai" this year, "Dean Jian sent a little friend away, and I won't see anyone else for the time being." ”

Bai Shaoqi was very regretful, "Then please help me explain to Dean Jian, there is a misunderstanding between me and him." ”

She seems to be very familiar with Principal Luo, and Principal Luo is very familiar with Dean Jian.

Bai Shaoke now has a professor from Jiang University, but Dean Jian is at the level of the president of Jiang University.

Madame Song stood aside, secretly observing this scene.

She lowered her eyes, thoughtful.

**

Jane's house.

Jian Zhe sat boredly at the table, listening to Jian Rong and Miss Lu's conversation.

This Miss Lu is his blind date, but it is obvious that she can talk to Jian Rong more, Jian Rong is famous, and she has to be admitted to Beicheng University for graduate school, she is talented and talented, Jian Zhe understands her very well.

He played with his phone.

Miss Bai: [Tomorrow]

Seeing that Bai Qi was leaving tomorrow, he quickly stood up.

"Where are you going?" As soon as Jian's father came back, he saw that Jian Zhe was going out.

Jian Zhe changed his shoes and looked up: "I'll send Sister Qian to follow...... An old grandfather, she's going back tomorrow. ”

This time when I came back, Jian Zhe's whole person calmed down, reading can really change a person's temperament, Jian Zhe was always very impetuous in the past, and his mind couldn't hide it on the surface.

Today, Father Jian couldn't see his son clearly.

"...... you" Father Jian looked at Jian Rong and chatted with Miss Lu, and said unhappily: "You just leave the guests like this?" ”

"Miss Lu is motion sickness," Jian Zhe explained for Miss Lu, "I don't believe you can ask Miss Lu if she wants to go with me to send Sister Lu to them." ”

Miss Lu put down the teacup apologetically, she stood up, and then looked at Father Jane, "Mr. Jane, I am a little unwell. ”

Jian Zhe changed his shoes and took the keys out of the house.

After he left, Miss Lu asked Jian Rong, "Who is he going to send?" ”

Sister Qian and grandpa?

"It should be Bai Qian and Teacher Qiu," Jian Rong thought for a while and explained, "They are both from Xiangcheng. ”

In this way, Miss Lu didn't say anything more.

The two had a great conversation.

**

Bai Qian went back to the hotel with Dean Jane.

It was close to ten o'clock, and the Jiahao Hotel was still brightly lit.

Dean Jane's car parked at the entrance of the hotel, and Bai Qian got out of the back seat.

The rear seat window was lowered, and Dean Jian looked at the road like flowing water, "You're not going back to the hotel?" ”

Bai Qian glanced down at her phone, waved her hand at him lazily, and she said succinctly: "Wait for someone." ”

She didn't say much, and Dean Jian didn't ask.

In June, it was obvious that it was cool at night in Beicheng, and the Song family's car was parked at a red light not far away.

In the back seat, Song Meng saw Bai Qi on the side of the road at a glance.

She didn't stand very well, but sat on the round road pier next to her, one foot casually propped up, and her long blue skirt was spread all over the pier, and the edge was shallow next to the ground.

Above her head was a white sunlamp, and the light poured down the dust, reflecting the cold glow of her dress.

She was holding a mobile phone in her hand, as if she was sending messages to someone, and her skinny hand poked the screen again and again, and her figure stretched by the street lamp was reflected next to her.

Song Meng was too distracted, and Bai Shaoqi in the back seat quickly noticed it.

She followed Song Ming's gaze and looked out of the car window.

Even if there is no front, Bai Qi's temperament is too prominent, and she can recognize who it is.

I had already seen Bai Qian come to Beicheng in the class group, this was the first time Bai Shaoqi saw her, she retracted her gaze and asked Song Ming, "How many points do you think she can score this time?" ”

"Math is just as difficult, and I don't know." Song Meng came back to his senses, his eyebrows cold.

As the two spoke, a black car pulled up beside Bai Qi.

The model Song Luo is very familiar with Bai Shaoqi, Maybach.

Strangely, however, the car was visually taller than the regular chassis, and the materials of the body were not quite what they were used to, especially the windshields on the sides and at the front.

Song Meng has some research on cars.

He turned his gaze to the car again: "When did this car come out?" ”

Bai Shaoqi didn't know.

The driver was thoughtful, and he knew at a glance, "This is the original modified car." ”

And the glass, the driver's finger on the steering wheel paused......

That is, bulletproof glass?

The back door of the car opened, and a tall black figure got out of the car.