Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

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

Bai Yi Xing has a wider audience than Desert Song because of its overbearing musical style.

"Dayong" happened to be broadcast on TV recently. The TV series explained the plot very clearly. Many viewers who don't know Chinese music know that the master and apprentice alone account for five of the top ten famous guzheng songs.

The eldest daughter of the Bai family has her own fans. Before the TV series is finished, the number of fans of Yan Lu, who plays the eldest daughter of the Bai family, has increased to a terrifying 3000 million.

Bai Zian said seriously.

Dean Jian wanted to punch her, "You are quite serious when telling jokes seriously. I don't know if you believe that you are Mr. Qin Jiu's disciple, or if I believe that I am Qin Shihuang."

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

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

Bai Zian retracted her gaze and looked at the stage expressionlessly. The outline of her face was outlined by light and dark shadows. Her profile was cold and her voice was ruthless: "The next performance is about to start, shut up."

Dean Jian: "..."

Young people can’t afford it!

Next to Dean Jian, Principal Luo was sitting quietly, not daring to move.

If someone had told Principal Luo a few days ago that someone in this world dared to speak like this to their leader in Chinese music, Dean Jian, he would have thought that this person was probably crazy.

Now, he felt like he was probably crazy.

Principal Luo pinched his leg gently, which hurt a lot.

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

There was only a bunch of cool lights on the stage, shining on the teacher wearing a gray cheongsam. Her hair was tied behind her head. The soothing sound of pipa played, and the gurgling water was gentle and lingering.

There is no complicated music style, only a little erhu is integrated into the middle. Under the beautiful cold moon, the beauty slowly whispers the dream of the old country.

Bai Qian listened to this song more seriously than before. After playing the song, Dean Jian saw that she was still looking at the stage and said, ""Old Dream", this style of music is also very beautiful."

He originally thought that Bai Zian would appreciate the style of Zhan Typhoon more.

"Yeah." Bai Qian nodded.

"The sounds of our traditional musical instruments are all beautiful, and the pipa and guzheng have infinite connotations," Dean Jian chatted casually with Bai Qian during the next song. "You see Yan Lu's songs are so popular, and more and more people are learning guzheng." too much."

After the guzheng song "Gamble and Wine" became popular, many people did learn guzheng.

Dean Jian said and glanced at Bai Pian again, seemingly casually: "So, what do you think of being the inheritor of Chinese music?"

This is his purpose this time.

Bai Qian’s four new songs have spread so widely that almost three-year-old children know that this song is a Chinese style song, which contains guzheng, pipa and bamboo flute...

Yan Lu is now famous all over the country because of "Dayong". Dean Jian is actually a little worried that Bai Qian will not compose music for Yan Lu again in the future.

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

Culture needs to be passed on and promoted, and she almost has this aura of her own. If she misses her, Dean Jian feels that he will probably never meet such a person again.

Dean Jian actually knows that if culture does not change the way it is expressed, it will be difficult to popularize and develop.

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

Bai Qian is the most important part.

"Dean Jian, this is too heavy for me." Bai Qian just leaned back, relaxed, and his eyelashes drooped lazily.

Refuse.

Another rejection.

Dean Jian had expected it. The good news was that Bai Zian was not so resistant, and this time there was a chance.

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

The show ends.

"How do you feel tonight? Do you have any inspiration?" Dean Jian led Bai Qian out from the backstage, "I will return to Jiangjing in two days."

"I have some new ideas. I'll think about it when I go back to Xiangcheng tomorrow." Bai Qian lowered her head and flipped through her phone. Her dog friend had already sent her a message. She seemed to have urgent matters to return to her hometown.

The performance at night was stunning.

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

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

He has changed his name to "Miss Bai" and knows that Bai Zian does not belong to any music association or conservatory.

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

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

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

Dean Jian was embarrassed in front of her, Principal Luo thought treacherously.

**
Behind.

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

None of the Bai and Song families seriously studied music, and they had almost no connections in this area.

"Yes," Bai Shaoqi followed the flow of people and walked out. She took out her mobile phone and looked down to find a number. "My mother found Principal Luo from Jiangyin. He also helped us get our tickets this time."

This was the first time Bai Shaoqi mentioned Guo Yueqing frankly.

Mrs. Song followed Bai Shaoqi. She always knew that Guo Yueqing was a man of means, otherwise she would not have been lying dormant for so many years, trampling Ji Mulan under her feet and letting the two illegitimate sons take over.

But Mrs. Song did not expect that Guo Yueqing could find Principal Luo.

She followed Bai Shaoqi in surprise. There were a bunch of staff backstage. Naturally, they didn't know Bai Shaoqi and the other three.

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

"He went to see off the guests with Dean Jian?" All three of them found it incredible.

What guests still need Dean Jian to see off?
However, when they asked, the staff did not answer. They only smiled politely at them and left the lounge.

Song Min put down the water glass, stood up and opened the door to the lounge, scanning the background with cold eyes.The people in the first row were all removed from the backstage.

Curtains, musical instruments, and figures are in chaos.

His eyes fell in front, to the left, the black curtain moved, and there seemed to be a cyan shadow walking out of the exit. Song Min took a few steps forward and bumped into someone head-on.

"I'm sorry." He looked away and spoke.

"It's okay," Principal Luo had just sent off Dean Jian and Bai Qian. He knew Song Min, the person whom the principal of No. [-] Middle School often recommended to him, "Classmate, are you looking for someone?"

"No." Song Min looked away and pressed his eyebrows.

Go back to the lounge.

Principal Luo went in one step behind him.

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

"I know you, Bai Shaoke's sister," Principal Luo nodded slightly towards Bai Shaoqi, thinking to himself that there are so many talents with the surname "Bai" this year, "Dean Jian sent a kid away, and I won't see anyone else for the time being. "

Bai Shaoqi was very sorry, "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 is now led by a professor from Jiang University, and Dean Jian is on the same level as the president of Jiang University.

Mrs. Song stood aside and observed this scene secretly.

She lowered her eyes, thoughtful.

**
Jane's house.

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

This Miss Lu was his blind date, but she obviously got along better with Jian Rong. Jian Rong was well-known and had to take the postgraduate entrance examination at Beicheng University. She was talented and well-rounded. Jian Zhe understood her very well.

He was playing with his phone.

Miss Bai: [Tomorrow]

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

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

Jian Zhe changed his shoes and looked up: "I'm going to see off Sister Lian and... an old man. She's going back tomorrow."

Jian Zhe's whole body calmed down when he came back this time. Reading can really change a person's temperament. In the past, Jian Zhe was always impetuous and could not hide his thoughts on the surface.

Today, Jian's father couldn't see his son clearly.

"You..." Jian's father looked at Jian Rong chatting with Miss Lu and said displeased: "You just leave the guest like this?"

"Miss Lu gets carsick," Jian Zhe explained for Miss Lu. "If you don't believe me, ask Miss Lu if she wants to come with me to see Sister Lian and the others off."

Miss Lu put down her teacup apologetically, stood up, and then looked at Father Jian, "Mr. Jian, I feel a little unwell."

Jian Zhe put on his shoes, took the keys and went out.

After he left, Miss Lu asked Jian Rong, "Who is he going to see off?"

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

That's it. Miss Lu didn't say anything more.

The two chatted happily.

**
Bai Zian went back to the hotel with Dean Jian.

It’s close to ten o’clock, and the Jiahao Hotel is still brightly lit.

Dean Jian's car stopped at the entrance of the hotel, and Bai Zian got out of the back seat.

The back seat window was lowered, and Dean Jian looked at the traffic on the road, "Aren't you going back to the hotel?"

Bai Qian lowered her head to look at her phone, waved to him lazily, and said concisely: "Waiting for someone."

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

In June, it was very cool at night in Beicheng. The Song family's car was parked at a red light not far away.

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

She was not standing in a very formal manner, but was sitting on a circular road pier next to her, with one foot propped up casually. Her long green skirt was spread all over the pier, and the edge was lightly touching the ground.

There was a white sun lamp above her head, and the light poured down along the dust, reflecting a cold light on her dress.

She was holding a mobile phone in her hand, as if she was sending a message to someone. Her bony hand was poking at the screen, and her figure stretched by the streetlight was reflected next to her.

Song Min was too lost in thought, and Bai Shaoqi in the back seat quickly noticed.

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

Even though there is no front face, Bai Zian's personality is so outstanding that she can recognize who it is.

Bai Shaoqi had already seen her coming to Beicheng in the class group. This was the first time Bai Shaoqi saw herself. She looked away and asked Song Min, "How many points do you think she can get in the exam this time?"

"Mathematics is equally difficult, I don't know." Song Min came back to his senses, his eyebrows cold.

As the two of them talked, a black car stopped next to Bai Zian.

The car model Song Min and Bai Shaoqi are both familiar with, Maybach.

But it's strange. The chassis of this car is visually higher than that of the ordinary version. The materials of the body are different from what they are familiar with, especially the windshields on the sides and front.

Song Min has some research on cars.

He turned his eyes to the car again: "When will this car be released?"

Bai Shaoqi doesn't know.

The driver was thoughtful. He knew at a glance, "This is an original modified car."

As for the glass, the driver's fingers on the steering wheel paused...

Is that bulletproof glass?
The back door of the car opened, and a tall black figure got out of the car.