Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Chapter 300 Chapter 300 (Two more)

Violin Society.

Qin Yu was still sitting in front of the computer, looking at the computer page rankings, for a long while, until the phone rang and she called when she called.

She turned off the computer ranking page distraught.

Stand up and walk outside. Most of the violin association's discussions in the last two days have been about exhibition games.

The three who are in the limelight are Qin Hui and his team, especially Qin Hui.

Qin Yu really didn't want to listen to any of the three of them. She knew that the first place would go to the Mzhou Association ...

As soon as I got out of the elevator, before I got out of the building, I saw a crowd of people watching in front of the gate. It seemed noisy and lively.

Qin Yu didn't care much about these, but she saw Wang Zifeng and Mr. Enge on the side of the road.

"What are they looking at?" She asked, wondering.

Dai Ran introduced Mr. Enge to her. Qin Yu naturally knew what he was in Mzhou, but why was Wang Zifeng with Mr. Enge?

If Qin Yue could understand, Wang Zifeng was just a fifth-level student? !!

"Sister," Tian Yan shook his head, not quite sure: "They seem to be talking about a quota ..."

Tian Ying joined the club too early and didn't know these things about M Zhou.

Qin language was like what was being poked. The whole heart seemed to be beating out of her heart. Her voice was so tight that she didn't even notice that she was still shaking, "Quota? Qin Yuan?"

An old student beside him recognized Qin Yu and others, and heard that they were also interested. He immediately turned back and said, "Not Qin Yue, but Wang Zifeng! The place to go to M Zhou was originally Qin Yue, but I heard Master Wei She said that Qin Yue wanted to concentrate on her studies, so she gave up her place to Wang Zifeng! "

He looked enviously at Wang Zifeng's direction, "Yes, do you know where the Mzhou Association is? Its status in the world is just like our Beijing Association's status in China. It is an authority that cannot be shaken!"

Tian Yan didn't know where M Zhou was, but the old student described it as something other than ordinary. She looked forward to it, wondering whether she was looking enviously or enviously at Wang Zifeng.

In Qinyu's footsteps, he took a step back.

Where is M Chau? How could she not know? Even Qin Yu, who has been to Mzhou, knows a lot more than the old students. There is the embodiment of power. Where she ca n’t go for a year, Qin Wei gave it to strangers so casually?

Qin Yu was still thinking madly, and the veteran student beside him spoke again: "Yes, it is not only the M continent quota. I heard that Master Wei also accepted Tian Xiaoxiao and Wang Zifeng as registered disciples. Wang Zifeng followed Tian Xiao is so lucky to have good luck, even if Qin Yue gave him all the places, Master Wei could even accept them as registered apprentices ... "

"Also," said the old student, and looked at Tian Ye again. "I heard that Master Wei accepted the disciples because Wang Zifeng and the two of them were members of Qin Yue. You are so lucky this term. I knew it was too late. Joining the association for two years, maybe I can also be a member of Qin Wei's group, not to go to the place of M Zhou, at least I can be a named disciple of Master Wei ... "

As soon as this sentence came out, let alone Qin language, Tian Xun's side had regretted Li Xue's heart, and was severely cut in again.

In the next words, she didn't want to hear a word of Qin. She took her bag and walked out of the door.

I still remember the words of the old students ...

Two ordinary players can make Qin Yun like this ...

"Yuer, are you okay?" By the side of Shen's car, Ning Qing saw Qin Yu from afar. She immediately got off the car and saw that Qin Yu's face was a little white. She was holding Qin Yu's arm and was nervous up Take a look.

At the end of August, the weather was still very hot, but Qin Yu felt that her heart was cold. She shook her head and sat directly in the rear driver's seat. The group returned to the Shen family.

Qin did not speak all the way, she just looked out the window and didn't know what she was thinking.

Ning Qing didn't know what happened to Qin Yu and didn't dare to disturb her, but just followed Qin Yu silently.

At the Shen family, Mr. Shen and others were waiting for Qin Yu to come back for dinner with Ning Qing.

"You are back." When Lin Wan faced Ning Qing, she always stood high and had a sense of emptiness.

At this time he kindly greeted Ning Qing.

While letting Ning Qing be surprised, she was extremely unaccustomed. What happened to the Shen family?

What did Qin Yu do during her time in Beijing?

Qin Yu had no appetite tonight and shook his head. "Eat first, I'll go upstairs to practice the piano."

Ning Qing finished a meal under the warm welcome of the Shen family, and knocked on the door of the Qin language room to enter. The Qin language room was much better equipped than when she came to the Shen family last time.

"Are you all right?" She brought Qin Yu's meal to the Qin Yu room, rested on the table, and looked at her.

Qin Yu had just taken a shower and was sitting on a chair and wiping her hair with a towel.

Hearing the words, shaking his head, "It's all right."

She had a strong heart and could not see anything strange on the surface. Ning Qing looked at her for a long while and was sure she was okay.

There is only one hope for Qin in her life now, and Ning Qing's concern for her can be imagined.

"Yuer, I feel that your aunt is not in the right attitude today ..." Ning Qing sat beside her bed and said in doubt.

Wrong attitude?

It wasn't because he saw Qin Yue accepted by Master Wei.

Qin Yu's hand holding the towel was tight, bowed his head, and the fingertip of the other hand almost pierced his palm.

She could almost imagine how the Shen family and the Lin family would celebrate with each other when Qin Yun was coming back.

**

Two days later, Mu Xiaoyu has taken out Qin Qin's violin score.

The frame of Mu Xiaoyu's first grilling marked the climax boundary position of Qin Yun's violin. When she listened to the first pass, she didn't remember it, and she was obviously immersed in that state.

After listening to it several times, I wrote down the outline, and then continued to pick up various difficult pieces.

The more he listened, the more he chopped, and the more amused Mu Qinyu said to Qin Yue.

Qin Yu's music from the wood of Zi Zimu was cut out a year ago. After comparison, she can easily find that there are indeed several clips that are very similar.

However, Qin Yuan's is obviously more atmospheric and the pattern is bigger. As for the performance of Qin Yu a year ago, it is almost without characteristics in comparison ...

If it wasn't through the "suspected plagiarism", Mu Xiaoyuyu felt that he could easily climb the wall.

She looked at the two scores, and compared the degree of coincidence, which could not only be explained by coincidence.

The entanglement in Mu Xiaoyuyu can be imagined, Qin Yu is her first blogger on the fan, Qin Yun ... is her unintentional fan in the process of chopping ...

After a long while, Mu Xiaoyuyu looked at the official account of the Beijing Association, opened a private message, and asked-

[Excuse me, when was the latest music score of the Weibo violinist you originally published? 】

Beijing Association ’s Weibo account has not responded.

Mu Xiaoyuyu stared at the meager private message, thought for a long time, and finally opened the Qin language private message and asked her about the score ...

**

Qin Yue did not know her series of two or three things.

She got out of He Chen's car and took a taxi back again. This time the driver was a middle-aged man with few words, and said two words along the way.

Qin Yan's frowning eyes loosened and he looked at the group. Qiao Sheng, Pan Mingyue and others have already arrived in Beijing.

Lin Siran just heard Joe's voice.

Calling the squad leader in a large group and going to the stars at night.

Ting Lan, Father Cheng did not return to Cheng's house, but just sat on the sofa, holding a cup of tea, his eyebrows were very serious, and I wondered what he was thinking.

There was still Cheng Wenru by her side. She was sitting on the sofa with her back straight. "Have you seen a friend? What friend?"

Mr. Cheng just wanted to say that he didn't ask, Qin Yue pushed in and came in.

After hearing Cheng Wenru's words, she easily took off the peak cap above her head and set it aside. "A few netizens I knew before."

"Going to meet netizens?" Mr. Cheng sat upright with a serious voice. "Now there are many online scammers. A girl is not safe to see netizens. When she meets netizens next time, she must bring a person with her."

Cheng Mu went to the kitchen and brought her a cup of tea, and put it on the coffee table opposite Father Cheng.

Qin Yue sat down, brought tea, and the tone was the same as before: "It's okay, everyone is familiar, and a female reporter has met in Yuncheng before."

Sitting on the other side of the sofa, Cheng Mu just opened a bottle of cold beer and took a sip. He almost spit out when he heard Qin Yi's words.

Just a million female battlefield reporters who just took out a tube of medicine?

He remembered the fear of being dominated by "ordinary friends."

Both Mr. Cheng and Wenru Cheng did not pay attention to Cheng Mu's face, and both were still teaching Qin Hui not to go out and meet netizens casually.

Qin Yue listened quietly.

After talking for ten minutes, Cheng Cheng and Cheng Jin also returned from the outside. The two people took up the topic and went to eat at the dinner table.

During dinner, Mr. Cheng's cell phone rang.

He finished, and his expression changed.

Cheng steward asked: "What happened?"

(End of this chapter)