Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Chapter 152 The sound of the violin in Qin language

The surname Wei is reminiscent of only Master Wei.

Listening to Lin Wan's reminder, Qin Yu was stunned.

Wei Zihang is indeed Wei, but—

"That man is a famous little punk around our school," Qin Yu looked back and looked at Lin Wan. "People around the school are afraid of him when they fight."

How could such a person be related to Master Wei?

"Really?" Lin Wan paused for a moment, this temperament didn't look like a lunatic.

Qin Yu didn't want Lin Wan to pay too much attention to Qin Yun. "The school bully of the school was previously a vocational high school. The group of students were doing everything and now they are in a sports class."

Lin Wan nodded, and finally retracted her gaze.

"But mom, shouldn't my sister be in school now?" Qin Yu put together the two tickets, turned his head, and said inexplicably, "Why are you here with someone like Wei Zihang?"

Lin Wan sneered again.

However, Ning Qing pursed her lips. She had wanted to go to Qin Hui and ask her what was going on. When she heard this sentence, her steps stopped abruptly.

The two checked in and went in.

Qin Yu frowned slightly before looking to Qin Yuan.

Before long, Xu Yaoguang arrived.

"Somehow," Xu Yaoguang wore a black mask and a black baseball jacket on the outside, showing only a pair of cool eyes. "Just wait."

Qin Yu held the violin and said it was fine.

The two checked in and went in.

Qin Yu glanced at the direction of the door again, where Qin Yuan and Wei Zihang were gone, which was strange.

Xu Yaoguang's ticket was on the edge of the most Ningqing them, and he was wearing a mask again, looking like a stranger.

Ning Qing knew him and nodded at him.

When he saw her, Xu Yaoguang paused and called out "Aunt Ning."

There was rare respect in the tone.

Ning Qing was a little stunned, and Qin Yu told her more than once that Xu Yaoguang was the first place in the school's immobile class. She has a deep memory of Xu Yaoguang.

The other party is a bit arrogant and doesn't talk much on weekdays. Didn't expect that today's attitude is quite good?

Xu Yaoguang was respectful to Ning Qing, but he was more casual about Lin Wan, and he screamed casually.

Lin Wan only gave him a slight glance, without answering or answering.

After a while, the mobile phone in Xu Yaoguang's pocket rang, and he stretched out his pull mask: "I'll go to the bathroom."

Qin Yu stood up and wanted to tell him that the bathroom was outside, and the bathroom in the background could not go, but saw Xu Yaoguang leave.

There wasn't much concern for him, and Qin Yu didn't think much about it, so he sat back.

**

Here, Qin Yuan and Wei Zihang went directly to the backstage, and the small door here was a dedicated passage for the staff.

Wei Zihang is familiar with this.

When the two went in, several music masters in the background were trying to feel.

"Listening to the organizer, there is a newcomer in the personal performance after this performance." It is a middle-aged man who speaks. He is second only to Wei Lin this time, Dai Ran.

At this second seat, people who can climb up are not easy.

Especially this large high-end concert.

The others nodded. "It's a girl. Qualification and spirituality are fine, but it's for Master Wei."

"Who didn't come for Master Wei?" Someone smiled.

Dai Ran stood aside, looking cold and not speaking.

He is not as old as Master Wei, and his family achievements are not bad. Only in this industry, Wei Lin is always overpowered.

Realizing that there was something wrong with the atmosphere, the others closed their mouths and dared not say anything.

"Zihang, are you here to find your grandpa?" When the atmosphere was silent, Wei Zihang brought Qin Yue in, and a few teachers pointed in the direction in front. "He tuned in."

"Thank you." Wei Zihang smiled with a good temper.

The others waved their hands and looked at the girl beside him.

The girl was somewhat face-to-face, and looking at her casually dressed, it didn't look like a solo match tonight.

Is it Wei Zihang's girlfriend?

Everyone in the circle knows that Master Wei's grandson was abducted when he was a child, and he was embarrassed by nature. Hearing that he had been staying in the country, he was not willing to return to Beijing to go to school.

Hearing the sound, Master Wei in the room was out with the violin.

"Well, you are here," Master Wei glowed, looking very happy, "come ahead."

He turned sideways and let the two advance into his lounge.

Seeing his attitude, that girl is much better than Wei Zihang.

"Master Wei, this is ..." A man looked at Qin Yue with a smile.

There have been rumors in the circle that Master Wei has a favorite disciple and is still a girl.

But those who know the situation are less convinced.

Because I haven't found any female apprentice beside Master Wei for so long. If you really have a favorite disciple, this status is not comparable to ordinary violinists, and it must not be publicized?

"Junior at home, come and see my performance." Master Wei's voice was soft, his tone was not slow, and he could not hear any emotions.

No one else had doubts.

**

Inside the house.

Master Wei opened the monitor inside and could see the stage and the auditorium.

"How is this performance hall?" Master Wei stood in the middle of the room, pointing at the full picture of the splendid performance hall on TV. "People who can get on this performance stage are considered to be recognized by the industry."

This performance hall was formerly a royal royal line, and the requirements for opening were extremely strict.

Every musician's goal is to have a personal concert here.

Qin Hui dragged a chair over, supporting the back of the chair with one hand, holding a cup in one hand, squinting eyes, long eyelashes, slightly downward, uninhibited and casual.

A little lazily watching the page on TV.

Does not seem to be ignited by Master Wei's surging blood.

And Wei Zihang was sitting on the table half-lying, looking down at the phone, as if he was sending a message to someone.

Master Wei paused, then stretched out his right hand and patted Wei Zihang's head severely: "What the **** are you doing here? Did you come to see me perform?"

Wei Zihang: "..."

"Yes," Wei Zihang looked up, he put away his mobile phone, and sighed with a bit of sorrow. "I'm not right. I should watch your performance seriously and religiously."

Take it thoroughly.

"Ah, sister," Wei Zihang shoved his cellphone back into his pocket, looked at Qin Yun's expression, then stood up and threw Master Wei's violin to Qin Yun, squinting a pair of phoenix eyes, "try? "

Qin Yue looked at the violin in his hand for a moment, and still looked like that.

For a long while, she raised her hand to put the cup on the table.

Take the violin.

Qin Yue lowered his head and closed his eyes slightly.

**

Xu Yaoguang came backstage with some skill.

He pulled down the mask.

Dai Ran was right out of his clothes and saw him. He suddenly said, "Little Xu?"

The Xu family is a big surname, and Mr. Xu is famous in Beijing. There are door mirrors in this circle. Remember whoever can provoke who can't provoke.

"Mr. Dai." Xu Yaoguang likes the violin. Every time there is a large-scale performance, people here will reserve a ticket for him.

The Dai family has some associations with the Xu family.

I want to tell Xu Yaoguang more, the performance is imminent, Dai Ran did not stay much, went to the waiting area in advance.

Xu Yaoguang didn't enter the bathroom, but just made a phone call in the backstage corridor.

After making the phone call, there was a faint sound of violin coming from the lounge area.

The outer strings are sloppy, the inner strings are low and gentle, and the layers are undulating, almost splitting open the heart and hitting the soul.

Such music is a hearty gala.

I don't know how long it has been, but it is enough to immerse you.

Xu Yaoguang also hooked his mask, his eyes wandering in the lounge.

Not long after, the door at the end of the corridor was opened, and people from the music group came in, "Everyone, hurry up, Teacher Dai is waiting!"

"Don't forget the instrument in everyone's hands."

The opening was a whole ensemble.

Plus there are almost a hundred people in the ensemble.

Noisy footsteps interrupted Xu Yaoguang's thinking.

He stood in situ and looked at a lounge for a long time, and recognized that it was Master Wei's. After thinking about it, he decided to leave first.

If you remember correctly, there is monitoring in the background.

Xu Yaoguang returned to his seat, and Qin language was a little surprised.

The bathroom is still outside. It takes at least fifteen minutes to return, and Xu Yaoguang returns in less than ten minutes.

But it's about to start, Qin didn't say much.

Their position is in the middle, and there are four rows of separate VIP positions at the front, which are reserved for some nobles and masters who want to perform on stage.

The lights above his head went out instantly, and the opening ceremony began.

**

In addition to some arty people who came to see the concert, they were all those who knew the industry.

This solo is a master-level figure. Even some arty people can hear goosebumps, happy or sad, and experience the five flavors of life.

Especially in the end, Master Wei's finale performance.

He almost came up with the pinnacle of his life.

Whether it is changing handles, double strings, overtones, or bow-jumping, etc., these are all handy and can be used in a magical way.

These skills are not only described by talent, but the most important thing is to practice them consistently.

Wei Lin is known as everyone in the history of the violin. It is not groundless. His rigor and awe for the violin are beyond everyone's imagination. For so many years, he has performed almost a thousand times without any errors.

His greatness is only understood by real violin masters.

The difference between the master of the palace level and the mentor of the ordinary level is not a small star.

Twenty minutes after Wei Lin pulled, the audience was silent for a minute to applause like tide.

Qin Yue sat on the far left of the first row. After listening, she rubbed her face and took a deep breath.

The two teachers around were still discussing.

"Master Wei this time is comparable to the peak of country Y last time. After listening to Master Wei, I think I might as well go home and farm."

Disappeared, everyone left one after another.

Qin Min pulled the hat of the sweater over his head.

Get out of the other way.

"There are two new students, this time the organizer pushed them," Wei Zihang followed Qin Yue and whispered, "Let's wait again."

"Well." Qin Hui lowered his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, and the response was slow.

The two still went out through the wickets.

**

In the performance hall, almost everyone left.

Ning Qing and Lin Wan were left alone. In addition to them, there was another boy family.

"You see, I'm going to play there later." Ning Qing directly sent a video to Ning Wei, her voice was depressing excitement.

Hearing the sound, Mu Ying, who had been doing her homework, couldn't help looking at it.

She has been holding her breath these past few days, and Ning Wei and Munan have not taken the initiative to talk to her, but at this time she came to take the initiative.

The video is not the last rehearsal, but the concert scene. Regardless of lighting or special effects, it is unmatched in the last scene.

"The stage is so beautiful," Mu Ying couldn't help but speak, paused, and asked, "Auntie, is the second cousin going to the stage?"

"Hurry up, wait for that guy to finish drawing first, and then come to your second cousin." Ning Qing has always been proud of Qin language, and now she finally has hope, she can't restrain it.

Lin Wan next to the mirror came out, repainted her lipstick, and squinted her eyes, her eyes were contempt.

Seems like never before.

The first to take the stage was a boy.

Qualified by the organizer, obviously.

He was about fifteen or sixteen years old. He was not very old, and he played the violin too skillfully.

But obviously also a top seedling.

The teachers of the company all praised him. Only Master Wei was sitting on his own stool, holding a cup. He had seen the world, and he said calmly, "OK."

The praise from Wei Lin showed that the boy was really good.

Several teachers have thought about it.

"The next girl is called Qin Yu," the talking teacher apparently did her homework. "A girl recommended by the organizer said that you must like Master Wei."

Also surnamed Qin?

Still think you like it?

Master Wei raised an eyebrow, a little more curious.

Qin Yu played, picking up the violin.

Within ten seconds, Master Wei seemed to hear something. He dropped his cup on the table, squinted slightly, and looked at Qin Yu coldly.

**

See you tonight ~

(End of this chapter)