time-limited addiction

Chapter 101 There is no one else on her mind except Zhou Luchen

This is the rule.

There are many students, and suspending the game for one person undoubtedly proves that they are very familiar with each other.

To a greater extent, prove yourself to her, she is quite strong, if you don't know how to come to him.

We fed mosquitoes together in Tongcun, isn't that considered friendship?

Those who prepare for the competition are all right-handed pipas.

A pipa player who is used to playing with his right hand and frets with his left hand suddenly changed his fingering with his left hand, not to mention whether Newton's laws allow it or not.

But the skills of the ancestors are those who are good at the pipa, and they are also good at the left hand.

Zhou Xiangqun was interested in watching it. If it was successful, it would not be in vain for her to pull out two acres of radish fields in Tongcun.

If you lose, you lose if you lose, and the embarrassing one is the teacher's wife.

He is fair.

Zhou Xiangqun withdrew from the referee's seat and sat at the back of the seat.

Seeing that Zhou Xiangqun had retreated to the back row, the person in charge of the organizer quickly stood up respectfully and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Zhou, are you not coming down to score today?"

Zhou Xiangqun clearly organized his notes in a slow manner, but he didn't give the organizer a look, "Come here, I'll see your comments, I don't know pipa."

But don't make trouble for her.

The person in charge of the organizer nodded, "Okay."

"I'll monitor you." Zhou Xiangqun sat like a cold-hearted Hades, so don't even try to mess with him.

Knowing that some contestants were targeted and injured their hands, the organizers thought that Zhou Xiangqun would order to stop the competition, wait and wait or follow the rules.

The contestants came on stage one after another, and the judges were all well-known old artists in the industry.

Carry forward the national style music culture.
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A powder room behind a red curtain.

Xing Fei blocked Lu Yi who had just stepped down.

Lu Yi glanced at the locked door, and removed her false eyelashes to the camera. She was not afraid of Xing Fei, and her expression remained unchanged.

Xing Fei leaned on the door panel, folded her arms around her chest, "Your rating is quite high."

Lu Yi raised her lips. Yes, compared to the previous contestants, Lu Yi currently has the highest rating.

There is an illusion of victory.

Why should Shen Jing compare with them? They practiced pipa since they were young and graduated from the Higher Conservatory of Music.

Thinking about it, Lu Yi sneered, "In ancient times, people like you who sang in teahouses were called geishas, ​​those who sold jokes, and were not popular."

Naturally, Lu Yi couldn't understand Shen Jing who sang from the teahouse. Can she be called a performer?

Xing Fei approached Lu Yi, bent down slightly, and looked at the other's lips, "How can you be proud of yourself after boasting?"

Seeing the other party's indifferent attitude, Xing Fei stretched out her finger and touched the other party's lips lightly.

Lu Yi quickly staggered away, "You are sick."

Fei Xing tilted her head, "Looks like it's pouty lips that were just slapped, they're pretty tender."

Lu Yi squinted at Xing Fei, "You can fight if you have money."

Xing Fei sneered.

Xing Fei has been to the monitoring room. Except for the staff who manage the musical instrument room, no one has been near the musical instrument room. In other words, there is no evidence to directly prove that Lu Yi did it.

But Xing Fei can be sure that it is Lu Yi.

When I went downstairs the other day, I ran into Lu Yi receiving a courier, and she was the only one who bought steel wire strings.

"If she is severely cut, she will never be able to touch the pipa in her life." Xing Fei said slowly, "You are vicious enough."

Lu Yi rolled up her hair, took out loose powder to set her makeup, "What are you talking about?"

Xing Fei pointed at the countertop, "What are you buying steel strings for?"

Lu Yi smiled calmly: "Change the strings for my pipa."

Fei Xing turned sideways, "Is it broken?"

"Sure." Lu Yi rolled his eyes.

Xing Fei said, "Director Cen has checked your pipa, and your pipa has not been replaced with steel strings, so where did the new steel string you bought go, and whose pipa did you replace it with?"

The smile on Lu Yi's face froze.

"There are all pipa professionals here, and you can know if there is a string change after a little testing, sister." After Xing Fei finished speaking, she gestured to the door.

Hearing the strings outside, Lu Yi suddenly stopped.

Didn't Shen Jing check the pipa, or did she change the instrument?
she thought...

"Are you convinced?" Xing Fei asked.

Lu Yi put down the compact powder box fiercely, "What are you serving, who cares about competing with Shen Jing on the same stage."

Xing Fei pinched her fingers, "I don't care about playing tricks."

Lu Yi really lost his temper, "Do you have evidence to prove that I changed the strings?"

Xing Fei smiled.

She didn't, she could move the pipa in the musical instrument room, so she must be able to destroy the evidence.

But the crime of spreading rumors and destroying reputation is enough for Lu Yi to get educated.

You can't let the bad guys run ahead of time.

Xing Feian quietly leaned there and listened to the strings outside, "Can you hear the strings? She uses her left hand, so the sound is relatively low."

Lu Yi remained silent.

Unexpectedly, Shen Jing also specially learned the fingering of pressing and picking strings with her left hand and her right hand.

Lu Yi was really dissatisfied and wanted to leave.

However, Xing Fei blocked the door tightly to prevent Lu Yi from leaving.
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Shen Jing on the stage was wearing a white cheongsam with her long hair neatly rolled up.

She is very good at the famous song "Love in Weishui", she is extremely quiet, pressing with her right hand, and playing and vibrato with her left hand.

She didn't just sing in the teahouse to make money, she wanted to win the competition.

But she has something on her mind, Zhou Xiangqun saw it.

There is no one else on her mind except Zhou Lushen.

Her artistic conception, pushing and pulling, kneading, is too affectionate.

Zhou Xiangqun propped his head on the side with his hands, and quietly tasted the stringed sounds on the stage, "No wonder the grandmas always scolded Ah Chen for his flirtatious nature, and the beautiful woman still plays the music with a flirtatious appearance. Can he not be fascinated?"

After half an hour.

Race ratings come out.

Shen Jing won.

Changing the left hand can add points, when the judge teacher asked her why she changed her left hand today.

She didn't say what she was being targeted for.

She lowered her eyebrows and replied calmly, "I know an old man. She let me practice until my right hand was injured, and finally taught me to play with my left hand. I just thought about giving it a try today."

Listen, how calm and calm she is at opponents.

Zhou Xiangqun twitched the corner of his mouth.

The official champion.

No.1's bonus is 3 yuan.

The most beneficial thing is to publicize her popularity, the Pingtan troupe and teahouse business she belongs to.

Zhou Xiangqun could hear her little abacus typing 'snapping'.

There was a live broadcast on the self-media platform. With her face, she was highly recognizable and was quite famous on the Internet.

Enough for her to earn fame, enough for her to go back to the teahouse to earn a lot of ticket money.

Zhou Xiangqun called his assistant, "Have you checked?"

"Check it out." The assistant possessed him, "It was Lu Yi, the No. 26 contestant."

Zhou Xiangqun glanced at No. 26 on the stage, raised his eyebrows lightly, "Who is No. 2?"

"Yes." The assistant continued, "The person in charge of the musical instrument room is Lu Yi's senior brother from the same school. She transferred tens of thousands to him and asked him to replace Shen Jing's steel strings, but we have no evidence. , insisting that it is in arrears."

Zhou Xiangqun whispered, "It's monitoring."

Assistant, "He was handcuffed."

Zhou Xiangqun slowly raised his head, "Who can copy away?"

The assistant stood in front of him with both hands, "Your brother, he said that it is better not to come forward to deal with your identity, so as not to fall into the mouth and say that you are using power for personal gain."

He borrowed his assistant's mobile phone and dialed Zhou Lushen's number.

"The user you dialed is busy, please try again later."

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