Binding system, I became the richest man

The two returned to the Music Association Hall together. Yuanbao, who had eaten and drunk his fill, was lazily lying in Mingyue's arms.

Mingyue discovered that the system pet had another advantage, which was that it did not shed hair. There was not a single hair on her black woolen coat.

In the afternoon, many people knew Bai Jin's identity. It has to be said that gossip spreads very quickly.

Mingyue entered the 2nd level assessment hall this time. She did not need to draw a question, but could choose her own instrument to play her own piece of music.

The woman in black was carrying a large musical instrument on her back, which looked like a zither.

Looks like a gangster killer.

Mingyue chose the guqin to satisfy her master's interest.

When she entered Examination Room No. 2, she didn’t recognize any of the three examination teachers.

But after she introduced herself, the three teachers looked at each other with an ambiguous meaning.

Mingyue didn't understand, but she still started playing with a good attitude.

When the tune first started, the three judges couldn't hear any difference.

“This is ancient music”

The more they heard, the more shocked they were.

The style is completely different from modern music, and carries a strong sense of historical heaviness.

Moreover, this is an ancient music that is not recorded in the traditional records.

If it was imitated by a modern person, then that person must be very talented.

All three judges applauded generously.

During Mingyue's assessment, Bai Jin began to inquire about Mo Hengzhi in the group.

(Five dwarfs and the little princess)

Bai Jin: "Do you know Mo Hengzhi?"

Wu Xiao was the first to reply, and it could be said that he replied instantly.

"I know him, does it count if he doesn't know me?"

Bai Jin: "Not really. What you know I can also find on the Internet."

Cheng Jun: "Why are you asking about him? He is a businessman and has nothing to do with us."

Bai Jin: "He invited me and Junior Sister to dinner today."

Bai Jin got to the point and shocked all his fellow disciples out.

Wu Xiao: "Seriously, you are so generous! Could it be that they are your fans?"

Cheng Jun is much smarter. If it was really because of Bai Jin, then why didn't they contact each other before? This time, it's just that there is a new junior sister.

Cheng Jun: "Didn't I hear that Mo Hengzhi likes men? How did he have anything to do with Junior Sister?"

Wu Xiao: "No way! The version I heard was that Mo Hengzhi is not good in that aspect, so he has been single forever."

Everyone is still very curious about the love affairs of big shots, even if they are musicians and look very noble, not to mention that now it involves the junior sister.

He Wang: "There is nothing wrong with Mo Hengzhi's sexual orientation. He is not suitable for anyone unless he is in a relationship. He is a responsible person and is likely to be serious about relationships."

The eldest senior brother suddenly appeared, but his tone of voice was a little different.

Bai Jin: "How do you know so clearly?"

He Wang: "Do you want to think about my mother's name? And Wu Xiao and Cheng Jun, if you continue to make up rumors, I will tell Mo Hengzhi and let him deal with you."

Wu Xiao: "Big Brother, you are putting justice above your own and betraying your family. I don't accept that."

He Wang: "If you don't agree, just keep it to yourself."

Cheng Jun: "Wu Xiao, are you stupid? Senior Brother's mother's surname is Mo. Why don't you use your little brain to think about who Senior Brother is close to."

Bai Jin asked about Mo Hengzhi's situation, and unexpectedly found out the relationship between the eldest brother and Mo Hengzhi. He only knew that the eldest brother had a good family background, but he didn't expect it to be so good.

"Ming, may I ask who composed this piece of music?"

The judges in the examination hall looked at Mingyue with curiosity and anticipation.

It can indeed be said that Ming Yue was the song she composed. After all, there has been a cultural gap, which means that under the pressure of history, all traces of its existence have been wiped out, let alone the original author.

But she didn't want this. She felt that composers should keep their names and she couldn't take credit for other people's work.

"I saw this in a book. The book says it was written by a woman named Shen Yun in the Tang Dynasty. It's called Spring Chill."

The judges stood up in surprise, because this was an ancient song that had not yet been included.

The history of music will gradually improve with their exploration, and this is the inheritance of culture.

"Can I ask where that book is?"

they asked excitedly.

"The book is unclear. I read it a long time ago. But if you need it, I can copy it down for you."

Mingyue is naturally willing to do so. If one wants the industry to progress, one cannot just mind one's own business.

This is one of the reasons why the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine is difficult.

The same is certainly not true for music, otherwise there will be fewer and fewer excellent musicians, and more of the essence will disappear in the long river of time.

Mingyue is very happy to make contribution to the development of music history.

"Okay, okay. I'll thank you on behalf of the Music Association then."

They were overjoyed and murmured:

"How come such a good girl is so cheap to Old Bai?"

Mingyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that the strange reaction to hearing her name before was because he knew the relationship between her and the master.

"The top level of our assessment this time is also level 3. I hope you can go further and further on the road of music in the future and stick to your original aspirations."

The three judges gave their assessment results and their best wishes to her.

"I will. Thank you, teachers. I will copy down the music score and author information of "Spring Chill" and give it to Master."

Mingyue bowed and said, then left holding her zither.

For the second test, you can bring your own instrument or use the one provided by the Music Association. However, to be on the safe side, many people bring their own instruments. It is more convenient to use your own.

Mingyue's guqin was placed in the trunk of the car, but she didn't take it because she didn't need it in the morning.

Everyone looked at the beautiful woman holding the guqin and walking slowly, which made her look even more beautiful!

It gives people a feeling of being well-read and elegant.

——"Do you think she can pass the test? What grade can she get?"

Someone looked at Mingyue's back and asked curiously.

——"It's just a vase at first glance. You guys believe it. You're still trying to classify her. I don't think she can even pass the most basic membership assessment."

Some people were sad and started to speak ill of each other. It is true that character affects one's appearance. The girl who was talking used to be a pretty girl, but now she looks hideous.

——"Do you know who the boy who picked her up is? He is the son of Vice President Bai. He is still very young and is touring abroad on behalf of the country. Birds of a feather flock together. How could the guy hanging out with him not be a musical expert?"

Someone defended Mingyue and said that they didn't like it when people started spreading rumors and slandering others without knowing the truth.