Binding system, I became the richest man

Zhou Ke was standing in the distance waiting for Mingyue, and was confused when he saw this scene.

How come these two people suddenly have such a good relationship?

Lin Shu's companions also found it baffling. Wasn't he speaking harsh words in front of others yesterday? He looked like he deserved a beating. It was all thanks to Mingyue from the national team that he had a good temper.

Today we suddenly shook hands, and the person who was always so arrogant actually smiled.

rare.

Lin Shu is 18 years old, which is neither too young nor too young, so Mingyue thinks that she is just a middle school student with a strong sense of self-esteem and is more competitive. She is not a bad person by nature.

So Mingyue didn't take her initial targeting to heart. Looking at Lin Shu, she felt that this was what youth looked like. Who isn't frivolous when they are young?

Only by being competitive and knowing honor and shame can we make progress!

She was only in her twenties, but she felt like she was separated from them for a long time.

At night, Mo Hengzhi helped Mingyue hold her hands.

"Does it hurt?"

Looking at Mingyue's red fingers and the calluses that had quickly formed in recent days, Mo Hengzhi felt heartbroken.

“No pain”

Mingyue shook her head. Although her fair skin looked miserable, she was actually fine.

Besides, she practices body-building techniques, so her body's recovery ability will be faster than that of ordinary people.

Mo Hengzhi massaged her carefully, feeling both distressed and proud of her.

It is said that loving someone is like growing flowers. He hopes that the moon will bloom like a flower, but he also hopes that she can grow freely according to his will. She can also be a tree.

Mingyue fell asleep amid his caring whispers. Although it was winter, even her dreams were warm.

"Junior sister, I'm going to hold a concert at the end of the year. Do you want to be my guest?"

Bai Jin called and asked.

"OK"

Mingyue agreed without any hesitation.

Mingyue came to Vice President Bai's house with gifts.

"Master, Master's Wife"

Mingyue came in, put the things down, and greeted with a smile.

Seeing how pleasing she looked, the master's wife went up to her warmly, hugged her and greeted her.

"Isn't this child thin? Young people nowadays don't take good care of themselves. Why don't you just live at home from now on? My mistress will make nourishing soup for you every day."

Vice President Bai put down the music sheet in his hand in a haughty manner and coughed, as if he had just seen the bright moon.

"coming?"

"Um"

Mingyue nodded respectfully.

"I don't know what you are busy with. You haven't come to see us in such a long time."

Vice President Bai said one thing and meant another, and the master's wife twisted his arm.

"You can't talk properly, can you?"

Bai Jin came out from the exclusive music room.

"Moon Moon"

Mingyue chatted with the master and his wife here, and had lunch together at noon. In the afternoon, she went to the music room with Bai Jin.

The small music room at home can only be said to be equipped with sound insulation, but it is still insufficient compared to the music rooms outside.

However, this home use is already what many people want.

"Which instrument would you like to use?"

Bai Jin knew that Mingyue could play many musical instruments, but as a guest performer in his concert, he would definitely let her choose the one she liked.

"What's the point of this? Come on, I'll take you to see the world."

Vice President Bai felt that he was not doing a good enough job as a master, and Mingyue did not make him feel nurtured.

So I want to show off this time.

Seeing that his father was very excited, Bai Jin did not refuse and followed him.

Mingyue and Bai Jin didn't even ask where they were going and just followed them.

Vice President Bai was of course reliable and took them directly to the Music Association.

"Vice president!"

Many people greeted him and then looked at Bai Jin and Mingyue.

Bai Jin and the others all knew that he was Vice President Bai’s son, but few people like Mingyue knew his identity.

After all, although Mingyue is a senior member of the Music Association, he rarely shows up here, so few people know about it.

However, this person was received by Vice President Bai together with Bai Jin, so they could easily guess that this person was probably the closed disciple of Vice President Bai who had been rumored to be a senior disciple in the first rank for some time.

Many people looked at Mingyue secretly, and Mingyue calmly followed Vice President Bai as he walked past them.

——"God is unfair. Doesn't it say that when God closes a door, he will close a window? May I ask which window Vice President Bai's disciple closed?"

——"She's good-looking, has a good temperament, and has great musical talent. But I'm not that good. I've been at the top level so many times but still stuck at the intermediate level."

Vice President Bai pushed open a door, and inside was a variety of musical instruments.

The small music room at home pales in comparison to this.

"Haven't you always been against the misuse of public resources for private purposes?"

"What do you mean by using public instruments for private purposes? The instruments of the music association exist to spread music. Anyone who is a senior member or master of the association can borrow them."

After saying that, he glanced at Bai Jin and said, "Don't you know?"

Bai Jin was speechless. He really didn't know this at his age. Mainly because he had never borrowed it before, so he didn't try to find out.

"You can play the guzheng, guqin, pipa, piano, and violin. You have shown this in your previous arrangements."

Vice President Bai walked through the rows of musical instruments and stopped in front of the Chinese musical instruments.

His Bai family is the inheritor of the guqin, so he naturally has an extraordinary love for traditional Chinese musical instruments.

However, it is too difficult to pass on traditional Chinese musical instruments. When he saw Mingyue, he seemed to see hope.

He looked at Mingyue expectantly and asked:

"Does the dulcimer know how to play?"

"Somewhat understood"

Mingyue's words made his eyes sparkle. "Try it."

The voices could not help but rise a lot.

The dulcimer is quite large in size, so Mingyue came and sat down in front of the wooden trapezoidal instrument.

Holding the bamboo in both hands, a string of beautiful notes sounded, and the dulcimer whispered, melodious and long.

Vice President Bai's eyes became brighter and brighter, and Bai Jin couldn't help but hold his breath.

Is this what Mingyue meant by a little understanding?

These words came to their minds at the same time.

Mingyue stood up, and they realized that the performance was over.

"Can you play the erhu?"

Vice President Bai always felt that it was impossible for a person to know everything, especially since Mingyue was still so young.

It’s just that Mingyue has a study room where she can study hard and spend many times more time than others.

"good"

It was not until the erhu produced a melodious and slightly sad sound that Vice President Bai and Bai Jin were convinced.

But they didn't give up and continued asking.

"Where are the chimes?"

This can't be possible. There are really too few people learning this, especially such large chimes.

The museum has a collection of antique musical instruments.

The Intangible Cultural Heritage Administration has one, and the Music Association has one, but few other places have one.

The Yenching Conservatory of Music did spend a huge amount of money to build a set of large chimes, but the number of applicants was so small that it was basically abandoned.

“Some”

Next is Mingyue’s performance moment. Her deep voice echoes with the knocks, striking people’s hearts again and again.

Vice President Bai and Bai Jin were in mixed feelings. They could no longer look directly at the words “know a little bit”, “okay”, and “know a little”.

"Junior sister, I think you can just pick any one you like."

There were so many things to know, he was now somewhat doubtful whether it was his junior sister who went to support her, or he who went to warm up the atmosphere for his junior sister.