It's a lot of money

The shortlist for the final round of the Xunyin primaries will come out soon.

Yu Xinyue is naturally far ahead, the unshakable No.1 in the Hanjiang area, while Yin Jianghan and a few of Qingshuo's appointed personnel are closely behind.

At the same time, Xunyin gave a response to the previous incident, and the judges who named Yun Junping withdrew from the judges group one after another.

As a result, Yun Junping felt relieved, the audience was happy, and the online reviews of the sound came back.

Tianyu's stock is even more valuable.

Yu Xinyue has lived two lifetimes, and she won't sit in front of the computer like Ji Zhaohua and scream "Ah——it's rising—" again.

Holding a new version of her mobile phone in her hand, she frowns more and more as she scans the video of her last performance.

Ji Zhaohua, "Look, Yueyue, ah—it's rising again—"

Yu Xinyue glanced, and twitched the corners of her mouth, "Don't worry, it will increase in the future."

Ji Zhaohua held his chest, "Is this what it feels like to make money, so happy."

For a young lady like her who spends money like water and has no concept of making money in her life, even if the stock price increase is only enough for her living expenses for a month or two, it is enough to make her so happy that she can fly.

"I'm going to call my dad, I can make money! Yay!" She made a victory gesture, and out of the corner of her eye she fell on Yu Xinyue's phone, "Hey, Yueyue, are you watching your own video?"

The corner of Ji Zhaohua's mouth rose.

The child has been pretending to be an adult with a straight face, but it turns out that he is also secretly in love with himself.

Yu Xinyue "...it's not what you think."

She pressed the pause button and pointed to the screen, "I played a wrong note here." Then she pulled the progress bar forward, "The performance here is not very good, I'm still not very good at percussion."

Ji Zhaohua admires her attitude of striving for perfection.

This is not good at it?

To someone like her who doesn't know much about music, Yu Xinyue's music couldn't be better.The sound of drums is like a flame of enthusiasm, and it seems to contain a kind of power that can move people's hearts.

Even if other people can play a note meticulously from beginning to end, they will not be able to arouse crazy forwarding and praise like hers.

It was difficult for Ji Zhaohua to describe the subtle difference.

But only when she hears Yueyue's music, can she feel the emotions contained in each note, and can she be shocked and moved.

In her opinion, Yueyue is like a magician, her soft and white hands seem to have some kind of incredible magic power, which can interpret those familiar music that people can almost hear into another style.

So when she saw the girl's performance in Guangyun, she was not surprised at all.

From the first time she saw the girl, she knew that this day would come, because when the girl talked about music, her eyes shone with such a moving light, it was an undisguised love.

Yu Xinyue is still struggling, even if others praise her for playing drums so well, she can still see her own shortcomings and find ways to correct them.

It seems that there is something driving her to pursue the extreme state of music, making her never satisfied and always gritting her teeth on this road.

She put her phone in her pocket and decided to practice the piano piece again.

It's a pity that there is only one piano at home. If she owns her own real estate in the future, she must build a small music palace.

Ji Zhaohua held her back, "Yueyue, Yueyue, don't just practice piano all day long."

Yu Xinyue "I haven't practiced for a long time."

Ji Zhaohua showed a speechless expression, "...you were playing there three hours ago."

"Isn't it three hours?"

Ji Zhaohua pulled the child back to the sofa, "Look! So much money! Are you unhappy or excited?"

Yu Xinyue nodded, "A little excited."

Ji Zhaohua rubbed her head, the girl's hair was of excellent quality, it was like a piece of cold silk in her hand, making it hard to put it down.

But according to this strength, Yu Xinyue felt that sooner or later she would be bald by her.

"I'm going to be a rich woman!"

Yu Xinyue reminded again, "Auntie, you are a rich woman."

Ji Zhaohua didn't care, "To celebrate, I'm going on vacation. Your final is in Xia Peninsula, right." She lifted the small satchel, "Auntie will wait for you there first."

It is reasonable for minors to go to the summer peninsula to participate in the finals and need to be accompanied by an adult.

However, what Yu Xinyue filled in that column was not Ji Zhaohua, but Qin Qing.This made Ji Zhaohua jealous. For several days in a row, he secretly alluded to this matter, full of sourness.

Just like now, Yu Xinyue covered her ears familiarly.

Ji Zhaohua pulled her hand away angrily, and said, "Anyway, you have Qingqing. My own niece entered the finals, and I can't even accompany her, and I have to travel at my own expense."

Yu Xinyue held her forehead and sighed softly, "Aunt."

Ji Zhaohua folded his arms, "What?"

Yu Xinyue "I need some money recently."

Ji Zhaohua took a step back and hugged his small bag, and looked the girl up and down for a while, "You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you are a junior high school student, and children can't be extravagant."

Yu Xinyue acted like a baby, "Aunt~"

Facing the girl's shining and wet eyes, Ji Zhaohua was immediately defeated, a pair of wet black eyes like small animals, just looking at him pitifully, who can bear it.

Ji Zhaohua took out a card and slapped it on the table. In return, he pinched the girl's cheek, "The password is your birthday."

Yu Xinyue rolled her eyes and put the card away, "Thank you, Auntie! Auntie is so kind!"

Ji Zhaohua snorted softly, "Stinky kid, you know how cute you are."

Seeing this bright smile, she unconsciously stretched her hand into her bag, ready to send another card to the girl.Children are horrible creatures.

Of course, it also depends on which child it is.

Ji Zhaohua glanced at Yin Jianghan who was returning home, and thought to himself.

Since Yu Xinyue became famous in the first battle, Yin Jianghan seemed tense, so nervous that he became a little nervous.

She just came back from the hospital today. The Yin family's grandma cherishes her body very much. Even if she is not sick, she still likes to stay in the hospital.

As the instigator, Yu Xinyue didn't go to visit. Anyway, she would be scolded by yin and yang. It's better to stay at home with Ji Zhaohua. The big house is empty, and it's rare to be at ease.

Yin Jianghan clenched his lips and looked at Yu Xinyue without blinking.

Ji Zhaohua coughed a few times, "Hanhan, how is grandma?"

Yin Jianghan lowered his head, and there were a few nail scratches on the bag, "It's okay."

Ji Zhaohua laughed, "Then I won't visit."

As the old lady gets older, she always relies on her age to sell her old age, which is not very reasonable.If it is not necessary, Ji Zhaohua generally does not care about this mother-in-law, not because he is afraid of what she will say, but because he is afraid that he will accidentally get angry with the old man.

Yin Jianghan grabbed Bao and went upstairs without saying a word.

Yu Xinyue was lying on the sofa, looking at her back, wondering if she would still copy her own songs in this life.Now this person should be in a dilemma. If he doesn't copy, she and Qing will find it difficult to explain;

Yu Xinyue sneered, and didn't feel any pity for Yin Jianghan's plight.

If I knew this earlier, why did I become a thief at that time?

She suddenly smiled at Ji Zhaohua and said, "Auntie, do you still remember the song I wrote last time?"

Yin Jianghan stopped and stood stiffly.

Yu Xinyue said, "I am going to sing this song in the knockout round."

Ji Zhaohua raised his thumb, "Isn't that stable?"

Yin Jianghan walked into the bedroom with a pale face, and shrank to the head of the bed.

Up to now, she didn't want to give up plagiarism and apologize to Yu Xinyue, but what she thought in her heart was, if Yu Xinyue really planned to sing that song, how could she pin the blame of plagiarism on the original creator.

Yin Jianghan contacted the person Qing said, "Director Wen, it's me, Jiang Han."

"My sister copied my song. She said she was going to sing this song in the knockout round. What should I do?"

Director Wen frowned like a flower rope, "You said Yu Xinyue copied your song?"

He is not a fool, if Yu Xinyue hadn't made her famous performance in Guangyun Square, he might still believe it. Now that everyone knows that the girl is a musical genius, Yin Jianghan said she copied herself?

What about funny?

Director Wen: "You really wrote this song?"

Yin Jianghan kicked the quilt anxiously, "Really, I thought about it for half a year, you go to the Internet to search, that song was first released by me, it was really me!"

As long as Yu Xinyue didn't leave any evidence, she couldn't prove that "Qingqing" belonged to her.

she thinks.

Director Wen superficially reassured, "Okay, I will discuss it with Mr. Ji."

The next second after the call was cut off, he sent his speculation to Ji Fu——

"Ji Zong, we seem to have been tricked by that little girl Yin Jianghan, who copied that song from her sister."

If it weren't for Yin Jianghan's self-destructive behavior, he would still be kept in the dark.

At this time, Ji Fu was driving with Qin Xuanhuang on the yacht.

The cool sea breeze, the warm sunshine, and the blue water are all so pleasing to the eye.

The beauties in bikinis are so coquettish, they twist their waists and come over to pour them wine.

Ji Fu felt itchy in his heart when he saw it. He was about to turn into King Teddy when he was turned off by the sound of emails on his mobile phone.

He patiently read Director Wen's words with a sullen face, feeling like a dog in the sun. This time he was beaten by Yin Jianghan. Who would have thought that the power of the pig teammate would be so terrifying. The biggest enemy is not from outside, but from the outside world. Pig teammates from around.

"what's up?"

Ji Fu raised his eyes to look at Qin Xuanhuang, and drank the wine in a gulp of anger, "I've fallen into it. I planned to make Qing Shuo work hard and let the old man look at me high, but it's only been a few days. I've suffered." Not to mention a lesson, but also to be cheated to death by a junior high school student."

"Brother Qin, what the hell are you talking about about a 14-year-old girl, why is she such a thief? She is an undercover agent sent by the other side."

Qin Xuanhuang frowned impatiently, after listening to him finish the cause and effect, pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "Is that child named Yu Xinyue someone my sister cares about?"

His smile made Ji Fu's scalp tingle.

"Yes, yes, isn't it? You didn't see the relationship between her and the two. If she wasn't a woman, I would have thought I had a prairie on my head."

Qin Xuanhuang twirled the goblet in his hand, his dark pupils sank, showing an expression of great interest.

After a while, he greeted a mixed-race beauty, motioned her to squat down, and poured all the wine on the beauty's head.

Ji Fu turned his eyes away and thought to himself, damn it, you are a pervert.

Qin Xuanhuang waved.

Ji Fu was very afraid that a glass of wine would be poured over him, he hesitated, and finally couldn't resist the perverted stare, he listened to it, and the expression on his face became more and more exciting, "You mean let me beat you upside down, just slander Yu Xinyue for copying?" The Yin Jianghan... Oh, yes, anyway, it was Yin Jianghan who first published it on the Internet, as long as the work of spreading rumors is done well, then..."

Qin Xuanhuang slapped him, "Shut up."

Thinking about doing bad things in my heart, and saying it word by word, this person is really...

Even if Qin Qing marries him in the future, he will never admit that this person is his brother-in-law.

"Zi Yu, apply medicine to Er Shao."

……

Yu Xinyue didn't know about Qing Shuo's plan.

She has gone to the back garden of Tong Ya's house to practice drums.

As a musician, Tong Song's suburban villa has a collection of several expensive pianos and other various musical instruments, almost like a small music kingdom.Since Yu Xinyue discovered this treasure, she came here to practice from time to time.

Tong Ya put down the violin, "Yueyue, I'm going to be led astray by you."

With such passionate drumming, she is about to play rock music with the violin.

Yu Xinyue looked at her with a smile, and kept holding the drumstick, "Come on, keep going! Be happy!"

Tong Ya pouted and lay down on the stone table, "I'm tired, you can't stop when you touch an instrument."

Tong Song came with the sliced ​​apples.

"Teacher, look at her," Tong Ya murmured dissatisfied, "She said she missed me on the phone, but she didn't say a few words to me when she came to my house. She touched the drum set after touching the piano. Did she miss me? This is obvious. Just greedy for my musical instrument."

Tong Song couldn't help laughing, "Let's rest for a while, then come to practice."

Yu Xinyue hadn't had fun yet, she agreed with her mouth, but still kept her hands on.

Tong Song listened for a while, "There's a wrong note here, haven't you learned drums systematically?"

Yu Xinyue put down the drumstick, wiped off the sweat from her forehead, and said with a smile, "Yeah, it's all about self-study."

Tong Ya's face flushed slightly, and she said enviously, "Yueyue, you really are, I'm going to be sour like a lemon."

She thought, with Yu Xinyue's talent, it would be unacceptable not to take the road of music.Shouldn't the Yin family let her develop her talent and send her to a special music academy to study music with great concentration.

but.

Tong Ya looked up, "The teacher was also self-taught back then, right!"

Tong Song turned around and took out homemade milk tea from the refrigerator, just pushed open the glass door, "What?"

"The teacher used to teach himself music, right?"

Yu Xinyue also looked over curiously. According to Tong Song's age, studying music in his time was not an easy task.

Tong Song inserted the straw into the cup, "Most of them are self-taught. When I was young, I climbed to the mountains, and I could blow for a long time with a leaf. The chirping of birds, the chirping of insects, and the sound of leaf flutes are mixed together..."

Tong Ya closed her eyes and imagined that scene, "It's so beautiful."

Yu Xinyue picked off a leaf at random, her cherry lips were pressed tightly together, and the voice Tong Song described, followed by the breeze, surrounded the garden.

Tong Song picked up the violin on the table and gently pulled the strings following her beat.

So the soft sound of the wind, the sound of the gurgling stream, and the disturbing sound of insects in the silent night all floated with the sound of the piano.

Tong Ya could even see the trees and Qiongyu's bright white moon.

She silently took a sip of milk tea and bit the straw.

The ensemble of gods and gods is beyond the reach of mortals.

Tong Ya lowered her head in frustration.

Then take another sip of milk tea.

The teacher's cooking skills have improved again, and the milk tea is so delicious that she almost forgot to be discouraged.

Tong Ya was in a good mood and immediately laughed again.

Anyway, there are not many people in this world who are musical geniuses like Yu Xinyue and Tong Song. Most of them are ordinary, just like themselves.Thinking about it this way, it seems that there is nothing to be depressed about.

Moreover, thinking about it from another angle, it's luck to have two musical geniuses around.

It’s just that sometimes I feel a little bit depressed, but people need comparisons. For example, when she was with Yu Xinyue, Tong Ya felt that she was a little hot chick, and when she got along with someone with a poor tone, she would feel that she was okay. up.

Yu Xinyue laughed, her facial features stretched, like a spring breeze blowing on her face.

"I didn't expect Teacher Tong to play the violin so well."

After she finished speaking, she felt that she had said something nonsense, how could it be possible for Tong Song not to know how to play the violin if she could teach an apprentice like Tong Ya.It's just that this pianist overturned her impression. Originally, she thought that with Tong Song's music style, most of her life would be full of bitterness and hatred, always with a straight face.

Unexpectedly, the man is very kind and has superb music theory, giving her advice and inspiration from time to time.

Yu Xinyue felt that she was a little really fragrant.

Tong Song smiled and said, "Well, I have learned a little bit."

This is called a little bit?

Tong Ya poked the milk tea with a straw, thinking depressedly.

These two people have the same temper, so humble that ordinary people have no way out.

"I saw the matter of Xunyin." Tong Song said shortly, "Your musical talent is very high, but you really decided," he paused, frowning unconsciously, "really decided to continue participating in Xunyin. ?”

Yu Xinyue was startled, "Why not?"

Tong Song sighed softly, "Nothing."

Yu Xinyue couldn't figure it out, let alone why the man looked at her with disappointment in an instant.After thinking for 2 minutes, she probably understood that Tong Song is an old-fashioned musician. Maybe she felt that if she participated in the sound search, too many sounds and temptations would disturb her devotion to music.

"Teacher, don't worry, I'm just going to play."

When she smiled, her eyes were curved like crescent moons in the sky.

Tong Song hesitated to speak, but just nodded.

"That's right, Yueyue," Tong Ya recalled Yu Xinyue's troublesome family relationship, "If your uncles don't allow you to participate in the competition, you can come to my house. The teacher is going to go abroad soon, and I'm the only one for this time Living alone, you can play the piano every day when you come here!"

Tong Song nodded, "If you find it inconvenient to go to school, I also have a suite in the school district."

"There is also a piano inside," Tong Ya's eyes brightened, "I want to sleep with you!"

Yu Xinyue "...no need."

She was afraid that Yan Ji would chop herself up when she grew up.

Tong Ya was a little disappointed, she propped her chin with her small hands, her eyes drooped, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her porcelain-white cheeks.

Yu Xinyue tilted her head, the longer the girl was, the more juicy she was, but Aji was still not enlightened.

Alas, the thought of it made her anxious.

Tong Ya pursed her lips, "Then, Yueyue, there is a competition abroad, in March next year, do you want to participate with me?"

Yu Xinyue asked, "What game?"

In her previous life, the Yin family obstructed her, so she didn't even enter a music academy, let alone participate in any competitions.

Tong Song replied, "It's an international young musician competition, and only children under the age of 18 can participate. I'm going to be a judge, so I decided to bring Yaya there. If you are interested, I welcome it."

Tong Ya grabbed Yu Xinyue's sleeve, "If you agree, you will come to my house to practice every day!"

Yu Xinyue sighed secretly, if only the little white rabbit's stickiness could be placed on Yan Ji.

Now as soon as she mentioned Yan Ji to Tong Ya, she would pout and frown, wishing to sew her mouth shut, and talking about Tong Ya to Yan Ji, the situation was not much better.These two people have different hobbies and personalities. How did they get together in the last life?

Yu Xinyue's little head couldn't figure it out.

Although Yan Ji and Tong Ya were not speculative, but on the day of the competition, both of them came to the scene to support Yu Xinyue.

The final round of the primary is a knockout round, with six out of every eight and the remaining two going to the semi-finals.

A total of eight teams from the Hanjiang region have entered the knockout round.

The competition group only announces the shortlist. As for who will be grouped with whom, the lottery will be drawn on the spot.

The entire knockout round was broadcast live, and it was operated in a black box, which was much more difficult than the previous two rounds, so Qing said that everyone was also worried.

After the big explosion of public opinion last time, Tianyu replaced many people, and Qin Qing even did it himself, intervening in Han Jiang's competition.

At least Qing said that it is not so easy for his own people to enter the finals now.

Yin Jianghan stared blankly at the big screen, anxiously waiting for the grouping results.

She remembered the order of the director of astronomy two days ago.As long as she strikes first and sings that song at the Xunyin Live, she will be able to gain the upper hand.Yu Xinyue couldn't prove that Qingqing was her own, the company had already made arrangements, once Yu Xinyue dared to play the same piece, the overwhelming public opinion would make her unable to turn around again.

Even with the guarantee, Yin Jianghan was still nervous, his head was congested with blood, and his palms were sweaty.

After all, it's not something that comes naturally, so I feel guilty no matter what.

She received a text message from Yin Hongfei——

"Don't be nervous, grandma and I are watching you from the audience."

Yin Jianghan pressed the screen of the phone to black angrily.Didn't they say they were not allowed to come over? They knew they were causing trouble.She glanced back secretly, Yu Xinyue was sitting on a bench in the rest area, holding a mobile phone in her hand, chatting with someone with a smile on her face.

What she held in her hand was a new smartphone that Yin Jianghan had been coveting for a long time.

Yin Jianghan opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth in disbelief, unable to say anything.

When did uncle buy it for her?

Will my uncle buy it for her or not?

why?Does uncle like her more?

Yin Jianghan's lips trembled silently. The Yin family's preference for her is the only thing she can afford now, and now the only remaining capital is shaken by a small mobile phone.

She lowered her head, a jealous and distorted face was printed on the darkened screen, and she smiled happily because of the thought of what was about to happen——

She wanted Yu Xinyue to watch the song she wrote and put her Yin Jianghan on the altar.