At the beginning, he was driven out of the giants

Chapter 105 105 Ge Brother Jiang Give Piano, and Cross -Century Cooperation (Two more)

It is mainly because I just finished talking to a person with a surname.

Lu Xiaozheng and Jian Zhe were unfamiliar. The two hadn’t seen it a few times, and she smiled, “The person I know in short videos.”

She has a high defense, and no one else knows her online account except for people in class fifteen.

People I know in short videos?

Oh, netizens.

Jian Zhe nodded.

Bai Yan was sitting lazily by the stool of a child, with a leg with a leg, and his posture was casual.

Holding a brush in his hand and writing a word in the shocking eyes of the child.

After writing, she put down her pen in a hurry, walked outside the door, and talked to Lu Xiaozheng, “Are you still chatting?”

Bai Yan was very surprised.

Guzheng is not her strength. Her technology is not high. The goodness of “White Wing” is just because she is the original author.

Lu Xiaohan shrugged and showed Bai Yan.

White 蔹 bowed head–

Jian Zhongyou: [? .

Lu Xiaozheng hasn’t returned to him yet.

Bai Yan turned up, from the bottom to top, it can be seen that the style of the two people changes.

From [Today? 】【without. .

To [1? 】【1. .

So far.

The two sent a message almost every day, but Later, Lu Xiaozheng did not ask Bai Yan every day, especially when Zhang Shize had an accident.

But this Dean Jian is really persistent.

Bai Yan thought for a while, and returned the phone to Lu Xiaozheng. “You give me contact information.”

Lu Xiaoyan stunned.

Then ecstatic, she held her mobile phone and sent it to Dean Jian ——

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[[! Intersection Intersection .

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**

Jiangjing Conservatory of Music.

In the conference room, Jian Zhongyou listened to a group of people. He was solemn and his face was slightly deeper. Although he played Guzheng all year round, he did not look feminine.

After he gave a large bowl of news as usual, he put his phone aside.

For so many days, he almost no longer hope.

I thought it would be the same result today.

At the meeting, the principal was still talking about the student plan, “Preparation for three batches of recommendations into the Royal Academy of Music …”

As Jian Zhongyou listened, he picked up the thermos cup next to him and opened a drink.

The mobile phone was on.

He opened a special reminder to “One Big Bowl”. After drinking the water, he opened the page at will. I thought it was still a “.”, But I didn’t expect to open it-

Eat a large bowl: [! Intersection Intersection Intersection Intersection .

There are several rows of exclamation marks.

Jian Zhongyou: [! .

Jian Zhongyou: [! Intersection Intersection Intersection .

Jian Zhongyou put down the cup with a slap, very excited. In such a long time, he already knew what it means to eat a large bowl–

She agreed!

His movement, the teacher next to him was scared: “Dean Jian, are you okay?”

The teacher looked at it and only saw several rows of exclamation marks.

In my heart, I liked Dean Jian like an exclamation mark?

He is thinking.

“It’s okay.” Jian Zhongyou shook his head and signaled that the principal continued to say that he held his mobile phone and looked at it again. He ate a large bowl and sent her a micro signal.

Jian Zhongyou narrowed his eyes and copied it and returned to WeChat search.

Is a head of the tower–

Ceremony to add friends directly.

**

When Bai Yan saw his friend’s application, he ordered it.

There are several unread messages on the mobile phone.

Dongwu: [There is an assessment at the end of the year, do you want to recommend? .

Bai Yan replied: [Can you]?

Dongwu: [Yes, but he has to pass the assessment]

Bai Yan is naturally clear, and the difference between Mingdong is a bit different.

White picking: [Thank you]

After she replied, she greeted Dean Jian, telling him that she did not want to continue to learn Guzheng, so she went directly to the library.

Jiang attached to the next city today.

I was not at home, and I didn’t come to the library. Ming Dongzheng stood with Jiang He stood downstairs and waited for Bai Yan.

When Bai Ji got off the bus.

Ming Dongzheng is calling with people.

“Miss Bai.” Seeing Bai Yan, Ming Dongzheng put his mobile phone down, spoke respectfully, and handed Jiang He’s backpack to Jiang He.

Until the white ladybie brings Jiang He into the library.

Ming Dongzheng turned to return to the car and continued to talk to the people on the other side of the phone, “Yu Shen?”

“Are you just talking to that lady Bai?” Yu Hongyi asked.

“Um.” Ming Dongzheng just responded, and he didn’t say much.

Yu Hongyi didn’t ask again, “By the way, listening to Chen Jingyu said that he is also a fan of Mr. Bai. I have internal news. Today, there will be ten signature photos of the auction store …”

“What?!” Ming Dong exclaimed.

**

Baiji belt Jiang He to do homework in the library.

Today, Jiang Gongzi is still not there. For two weeks, Ning Xiao and Tang Ming were a little used to it.

evening.

Jiang Fuli rushed back from Lin.

He stopped the car lazily in the parking space across the library. When people came out of the library, he pressed the horn and reminded Bai Yan to be opposite.

Of course, he does not need to remind him.

His own car, the entire Xiangcheng could not find a second car, stopped here, which caused many people to watch.

There are still a lot of mobile phones to take pictures.

Jiang Fu Li dropped the window, and those people escaped with their mobile phones busy.

“Teacher Jiang.” Ning Xiao and Tang Ming came over to say hello.

Jiang attached to the left side of the left side of the window, and his head was slightly sideways. The dark crushed hair hanging down, the expression did not change, and only asked slowly: “How much is the ranking?”

He asked the ranking of Jiangjing University APP.

Tang Ming looked at Ning Xiao subconsciously.

Ning Xiao is very calm: “561.”

Tang Ming was about to cry: “… 728.”

Jiang Fu away: “Oh.”

Ning Xiao, Tang Ming: “…”

Every time they think they can, Jiang Gongzi can always give them a blow.

Study, you must study hard and learn to die!

Bai Yan opened the co -pilot door, “You can also ask me too.”

Jiang attached to the car window calmly, as if he didn’t hear this.

In the back seat, Jiang He was squeezed by a small corner by an item.

The car drove to Qingshui Street quickly, and there were few cars passing by here. Jiang Ziyi parked the car in a very empty place.

When Bai Yan got out of the car, he was about to say goodbye to Jiang Ai.

“Wait.” Jiang Ai was off the door of the driver’s seat.

There was also a headset in Bai Yan’s ears.

Jiang Zai away from the side of Bai Yan, opened the door of the co -pilot, glanced at Jiang He, and Jiang He silently shrank his feet. Bag.

The length of more than one meter occupies the entire space of the back seat.

“Get it.” Jiang Ziyi handed things to Bai Yan.

This length and width.

Bai Yan saw Guzheng at a glance.

She didn’t pick it up immediately.

Jiang attached to his right hand with a bag, rubbing his right hand with his left hand, and sighed: “It’s so heavy …”

Bai Yan: “…”

She slowly hooked up the strap with two fingers, and then twice, she could easily lift the weight of more than thirty pounds.

“Oh,” Jiang Aiyi looked at her two slender fingers, and did not change the face. “The things they found casually are much cheaper than Jiang Xiaobao.

Jiangjing Art Exhibition.

A bunch of people who came to see the exhibition looked at one of the booths–

Empty as well.

“Isn’t it that Huan Pei Guzheng will be exhibited here?”

“Yes, what about Guzheng?”

“…”

Many students from music colleges want to take a look at Huan Peicheng.

Want to see what the 288W Guzheng looks like.

“Oh, that,” the staff came over and smiled. “Before the exhibition, it was bought by the customer.”

Is this bought?

A group of people were messy, and they didn’t even see it.

Can anyone watch the exhibition and do n’t look at it, and buy it directly?

**

Ji Heng Yuan.

Ji Heng is a bit lively here today, and the lights are very large.

As soon as Bai Yan entered, he saw Lance, who was sitting at the stone table in depression. Ji Shaorong occasionally spoke to Lance. Not far away, Ren Qian and Ren Wanxuan were talking to Ji Heng.

Ji Heng’s clothes for Lance have not been washed today.

At this moment, Lance is wearing a retro green yellow flower long shirt. Below is the same color pants. The whole person looks a bit like a long cucumber.

Ren Qian talked to Ren Wanxuan and Ji Heng, ignored Lance.

Seeing Bai Yan’s return, Lance’s eyes lighted up, “lying waiting for you …”

He said half and switched to English again.

When Ren Qian saw Bai Yan come back, he also stood up and said with a smile: “Ah is back.”

“Go to my room.” Bai Yan glanced at the new cup in front of Ren Wanxuan’s face with Ren Wanxuan, full of tea, but neither of them drank, she only said to Lance.

At first glance, I knew what was going on with Ren family.

“Grandpa, I’m going in first.” Bai Yan followed Lance into the house.

Her room was previously Ji Mulan, with a desk and a small square table. The 20 % off screen separated the outside from the bed. There was a private space. Lance sat at the small square table.

White 蔹 蔹 蔹 蔹 As usual.

Then pull the zipper and take out the Guzheng.

The brown -black piano body is neatly arranged with 21 strings. The strings are glowing with silver light under the light, and the white pillar adjusts the zither pillars to the appropriate position, and the sound is adjusted.

She pressed the strings gently.

The sound is crisp and penetrating.

?

Bai Yan turned on the phone and sent a message –

[How much is your guzheng? .

Of course, she can hear that this sound is a perfect.

Teacher Jiang: [2888]

Bai Yan calculated the price, compared with Da Yong’s price–

【impossible】

Teacher Jiang: [280 million, make money]

Classmate Bai: [. .

The guzheng of the school is really a bit rough. This guzheng was raining in time for Bai Yan. She pressed the strings. She was inspired by her head and quickly wrote a line of lines on the paper.

“Shimo?” Lance looked at the silver needle.

The word is completely different from the Chinese characters he learned. Every word is opened to know, and it is very fascinated by it.

Lance was very confused, did he keep his Chinese teacher with one hand?

Bai Yan is too lazy to explain this kind of things that can be explained clearly with foreigners: “hemiplegia.”

Lance immediately sat up.

Outside.

Ren Qian and Ren Wanxuan came in the afternoon. Bai Yan did not tell Ji Heng about Ren Wanxuan. Ji Heng was good to Ren Wanxuan. At this moment, he invited them to stay for dinner by the way.

“I haven’t finished my homework yet.” When I mentioned meals, Ren Wanxuan said subconsciously.

She is a bit difficult to understand. Why is Ji Heng still live here? Isn’t Bai Yan now the Xu family, why do n’t you move out of Ji Heng out to change a better house?

Ji Shaorong did not speak.

Ren Qian looked at Ren Wanxuan, and then smiled at Ji Heng, “She still has a tutoring class today.”

Speaking of this, Ren Qian asked again, “I invited the famous teachers of Beicheng. They once taught those who were admitted to Jiangjing University. Do you want to let Ali come to learn with Wan Xuan?”

Next to, Ren Wanxuan bit his lips and glanced at Ren Qian.

I didn’t say anything.

Ji Heng was stunned, this pair of Bai Yan is really not a bad thing, but …

“I will ask her.” He put down the embroidered needle and picked up the cigarette bag next to him.

Ren Qian and Ren Wanxuan left, and Lance, who was wearing a dark green shirt, pulled out the needle out of Bai Ji, very excited: “Eat?!”

Outside.

Ren Qian looked back and asked Ren Wanxuan: “Have you ever seen that foreigner?”

Lance’s image is very unfair.

Ren Wanxuan was very exclusive to Bai Yan’s class to take class with her.

There are such people in Qingshui Street.

If it weren’t for the Xu family, she would not want to appear here this year.

Ren Qian asked casually.

There is a little old man like Lance, and no one will contact him with the surgeon.

What he should care about is how to fix the relationship with the Ji family. Fortunately, Ji Heng was very tolerant of Ren Wanxuan of his generation.

It’s white 蔹 …

Ren Qian had a headache, and he felt that Ji Heng couldn’t control Bai Yan. What about the Xu family?

**

Bai Xiangjun’s role song theme is clear.

Writing and composition are not difficult for Bai Yan. She has experienced more and basically happened.

It was also time for Jiang Zheng to show off, but three days, she completely wrote the song.

However, one thing is that she uses the word reduction of the word, and she has not learned modern music theory. The original owner has no knowledge about modern music theory.

She can learn modern music theory, but too late.

Thursday.

Sports class.

The fifteenth class was still together with the eighth class, and Bai Yan sat in the shade of the tree, watching the entire page of the entire page.

When the phone is on, it is the news sent by Jian Zhongyou–

[What do you see? .

After listening to Bai Yan, he wrote him for an evaluation.

Suddenly what she remembered: [Will you reduce the word? .

Jian Zhongyou has studied Guzheng seriously. He has started to touch Guzheng since he was eight years old. Now for sixty years, he is more familiar with Guzheng than himself. He has written many thesis topics of Guzheng and studied no less than a hundred books.

Dean Jian: [?? .

This is the question of Bai Yan.

White picking: [[Picture]]

Bai Po: [Can you translate? .

Jiangjing Conservatory of Music.

In the office, Dean Jian picked up the glasses on the side and put it on, and then opened the picture sent by Baiya to him.

He glanced, then held his guzheng, and slowly pressed the tunes of Bai Yan.

After the whole song was repeated, Dean Jian was difficult to cover up.

“Dean.” Some students knocked on the door outside.

Jian Zhongyou returned to God, “Come in.”

After the student left, Jian Zhongyou looked at the entire song busy. He held the pen and changed the entire score to the five -line spectrum. After the part of the character was only a part of his research, he could change the whole song from beginning to end from beginning to end. String up.

After changing, he played more smoothly.

The whole song is atmospheric, magnificent and tragic, and Jian Zhongyou listens to such a complicated song for the first time.

Getting a good song is simply for musicians.

Dean Jian: [!! Intersection Intersection .

Dean Jian: [Where did you come from! .

He returned the modified five -line score.

After the physical education get out of class, Bai Yan opened the picture, and saw the five -line spectrum sent by Dean Jian. She didn’t understand it very much, but she could look at it with the reduction score.

I don’t know why Dean Jian is so excited.

White Pick: [Songs written to friends]

Dean Jian: [?? .

Dean Jian: [What did you write? Intersection Intersection Intersection .

Pick up: [1]

Jian Zhongyou’s calm attitude towards Bai Yan is really difficult to understand.

He calmed down for a long time, and did not even remember why Bai Yan didn’t use the five -line spectrum record.

After all, few people now know that the word reduction is reduced.

I only asked rigorous: [Such a good song, can’t be chaotic, who arranged? .

Pick up: [I don’t know]

Dean Jane: […]

**

Friday.

Zhang family backyard.

Yan She was practicing the gun, and Sister Xin stood in the corner to call someone, “Yes, will it take a week …”

Hanging the phone, Sister Xin couldn’t help sighing.

Yan Lu turned across, and the gun was obedient in her hand, smoothly.

“Sister Xin, just the song you bought last time.” Yan sheng took the gun, and the color was cold and bright.

Sister Xin frowned: “But …”

She listened to Demo and listened from her unprofessional eyes, and the songs almost mean.

At that time, Anqi and Manxi watched the joke is small. The role of Yan Bein into the group was like that.

Yan Lixin comforted Sister Xin, “I am not a professional singer, can I rely on song red? As long as I played my role, the audience will change.”

“Squeak–”

The back door was pushed away.

I heard it moved in a flower pot, and said hello to the two: “Sister Yan, Sister Xin.”

Behind him.

Bai Yan and Ning Xiao moved a pot of flowers.

Sister Xin hurriedly opened, and let a few students put the flower pots down.

Seeing that a truck was parked outside, she also moved a few trips with Yan herme, and a group of people moved the flower pot in a few minutes.

Mother Zhang came in with a bunch of cola in front.

Bai Yan opened the tension of the cans with one hand, and the other hand took out two casual and good paper from the school uniform pocket, and a U disk to Sister Xin: “This is a song, Demo in the U disk.”

“Ah?” Sister Xin stared at her hand for a while, and then picked it up, “Are you all finished? Are you still arranging?”

Bai Yan took a bite of cola and raised an eyebrow, “I only participate in lyrics and composition.”

“What about arranging?” Sister Xin asked subconsciously.

As for arranging-

It’s Jian Zhongyou.

On a flat day, Jiangjing Music Academy, composed by Bai Xiangjun, composed by Bai Xiangjun himself, and the president of modern music pyramids, composed of Jian Zhongyou, dean of the School of Music.

born!

Yan She takes off ~ early and early treasures, see you tomorrow ~

PS: Tomorrow may put all the lyrics in the text, the lyrics of about 170 or eighty words (maybe it may feel that it is too long)

(This chapter is finished)