Lu Xia is never polite.

Not to mention people like Liu Wenliang who have never felt that there is any problem with playing the erhu.

You think you are doing well, but in reality you are not.

If you don't look for your own problems but look for other people's troubles, you will always stand still.

"you……"

Liu Wenliang glared at Lu Xia fiercely, then turned to look at Sa Beining, "Inviting us here is to let one person humiliate us. If you invite me again in the future, you will never come again!"

Liu Wenliang quickly turned around and left after speaking.

Lu Xia didn't say anything.

Among the few remaining people, Fu Wenlin, who can play the guzheng, was selected.

"If Shuilongyin is played well, it can be called a national treasure."

"Shuilongyin is played according to the music of the Shida group."

"It's really different from the performance of those academic instruments. The most important thing is to master the rhythm in the middle and use the erhu to interpret the sadness in the middle...."

"I can demonstrate this to the three of you."

"Everyone played a pretty clever role in the middle."

For several hours, Lu Xia stayed in the lobby here to explain.

Sa Beining and the staff worked on the periphery.

Jia Huaimin didn't play well again, and Lu Xia slapped Lu Xia on the back.

Several staff members next to him couldn't help laughing.

"I've heard about Lu Lao Liu's name a long time ago, and he really doesn't refuse anyone who comes, he dares to beat anyone!"

"It's also quite humorous, I like it."

"It seems that you like Lao Liu's one!"

"I only like Lu Xia's one. As for whether he is the sixth child or not, it doesn't matter much to me."

……

There was very little discussion nearby, and Lu Xia stretched himself when he finished.

Sa Beining's calm heart finally let go, after today's rehearsal.

Tomorrow may be much better.

Another day will be the official match with the academic school, and Sa Beining is afraid that he may not be able to handle it.

Not afraid at all now.

"Let's go!" Lu Xia yawned.

He was very busy every day, but he still wanted to go back to Bai Lu.

How fun!

Especially when Bai Lu was regarded as a big grievance, and she was so angry that she couldn't say a word.

That's fun!

Just as Lu Xia was thinking, the cell phone in her pocket rang.

As soon as he took out his mobile phone, he found that the person calling was Bai Lu.

"What, miss me?" Lu Xia rubbed his chin, he just thought about calling now, is 5.9 a heart-to-heart or a lingering ghost?

Well, hard to say!

"I miss your uncle!"

"What have you been doing lately?"

"If you ask me this way, if others don't know, they will think you are checking the post." Lu Xia leaned against the wall next to him.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a roar from the opposite side.

Roaring like an eastern lion.

"I'll check your uncle's job!" Bai Lu rolled her eyes, "You haven't forgotten what your job is, do you believe I fired you?"

"If you really drive me away, then I can only talk to my aunt."

Lu Xia grinned, and firmly grasped Bai Lu's life gate.

"Hey, it's time for my salary to be paid. Money is a bit tight recently. Remember to pay my salary."

After Lu Xia finished speaking, she simply hung up the phone, and Bai Lu on the opposite side was so angry that her eyes burned.

I can't wait to tear Lu Xia up and eat it! .

Chapter 115: Putting up the middle finger! [Kneeling to subscribe! 】

"When will you finish the work?" Bai Lu suppressed the anger in her heart, "I'll come over in three days."

"what?"

Lu Xia was just a little bit surprised, which aroused Bai Lu's dissatisfaction.

"Tell me, what are you doing over there?"

"Why do you feel that your tone is wrong!"

As Bai Lu spoke, she rolled her eyes and could not help but slander in her heart.

According to her understanding of Lu Xia, she must have done something wrong.

But this kid is absolutely unwilling to say anything.

or?

"I can't come here anymore." Bai Lu found an excuse to hang up the phone directly, and immediately asked someone to book a plane ticket for the day after tomorrow.

She's going to pounce.

Lu Xia was originally her assistant, so there's nothing wrong with her coming back early to find her assistant, right?

Hey!

The most important thing is to see what this guy is doing.

Bai Lu's eyes changed slightly towards Xiao Xiao, and he clenched his fist tightly with one hand, "If I find out that I am doing something improper, I will beat you to death!"

That's what he said, but 31's tone gave birth to a sense of sadness that even she couldn't detect.

Lu Xia yawned and went back to sleep.

For two consecutive days, the days were as peaceful as ever.

Until the morning of the third day, Lu Xia was called by Sabeining early in the morning.

"Mr. Lu, are you still home?"

Sa Beining was a little flustered, because the originally scheduled game time was eight o'clock this morning.

Zhu Fuqiang led the academics to compete with them.

Those who win can get the chance to be on the Spring Festival Gala.

But I deleted it early in the morning and didn't see anyone. Zhu Fuqiang had already brought someone here.

"I just woke up."

Lu Xia stretched again, and Sa Beining immediately became anxious, "Mr. Lu, where are you now, shall I send someone to pick you up?"

"No need, I'll come here by myself."

After Lu Xia finished speaking, she hung up the phone with a bang, and a carp got up from the bed.

Rinse quickly.

Sa Beining watched the call end before making another call.

Zhu Fuqiang came with the academics.

The academics were obviously well prepared, everyone was full of energy, with smiles on their faces.

The leader was a young man holding a cello, with dyed yellow hair and earrings on his ears, and he laughed wildly.

"Yo, you're not ready yet?"

A mocking voice came from a distance, and Sa Beining saw Zhu Fuqiang as soon as he turned his head.

"Mr. Zhu, the time we made an appointment..." Before Sa Beining could speak, Zhu Fumin had already looked up, "What about the time we made an appointment?

"After all," Zhu Fuqiang said in a strange tone, "If we are allowed to enter the Spring Festival Gala, then we have to stay for a while to rehearse, right?"

Zhu Fuqiang doesn't like folk music, although this tradition has existed since ancient times.

But the current folk music has fallen farther and farther behind. Doesn’t he think it’s just playing the big drum and playing the erhu?These are things that cannot be brought to the table.

How could he perform in front of everyone during the Spring Festival Gala?

Still the piano and cello are elegant enough.

"Mr. Zhu, it's better not to take it too seriously!"

Sa Beining rolled his eyes, Jin Renzhong and the others were almost ready.

It's just that Lu Xia hasn't arrived yet.

"Why hasn't Xiaolu come yet?"

Yes, Jin Renzhong's address to Lu Xia has changed from brat to Xiaolu.

Very kind.

And after thinking about it when he went back last night, he felt that he could introduce his granddaughter to Lu Xia's girlfriend.

The granddaughter will pick him up after finishing work today.

The two of them just met each other.

"He's delayed by something, let's wait for a while." Sabeining sent two more messages to Lu Xia after speaking.

Zhu Fuqiang complained dissatisfied as soon as he heard it.

"What are your people doing, can you give me some strength?"

"I haven't come yet. I don't think there is any intention of going to the Spring Festival Gala at all, right?"

What Zhu Fuqiang dislikes the most is people who are not punctual.

Swearingly said a pass.

When Lu Xia came over, he just heard Zhu Fuqiang yelling: "Do you want to start? If there are no people in 10 minutes, then there is no need to compete. The people sent by the academy will go to the Spring Festival Gala."

"How can it work?"

Sa Beining was the first to refute, "It was the two of us who proposed the competition at the beginning, so it can't be just because of time..."

"You have to understand, what kind of strength does a person who refuses to come here on time at such a time have?"

Zhu Fuqiang was already very dissatisfied.

Then entered the countdown.

Lu Xia Mingming heard the time, but he had to wait until he counted to 9 before slowly pushing the door open.

"Sorry, I'm late."

He snorted, and he didn't feel that he was late at all.

"The main reason is that you counted too slowly just now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked over there.

He thought it was nothing, but the people standing inside were a little dazed.

what's the situation?

"So you came early, you stood at the door and waited for us to count to nine before you came in?"

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