Li Yin and Shang Ruyu were both juniors, in the same grade as Xing Yan, and they respected him very much.

As soon as he asked, two people popped up and said that it was okay.

Xing Yan then turned and asked about Lin Wu.

This made Shang Ruyu's suppressed dissatisfaction bubble up again: "Brother Xing, a freshman is participating. If anyone tells others about it, they will laugh at us! If she still has some shame, she should take the initiative to tell Professor Chi to withdraw. Even if there is one less person, it is better than having a newbie holding us back."

Xing Yan sent a voice message directly, with a stern tone: "Shang Ruyu, I have told you many times not to be so rude to Junior Sister Lin Wu."

"I'm not wrong!" Shang Ruyu said.

Li Yin agreed, "Professor Chi has high standards for the people we were looking for before, so it's fine if he rejected us. But go ask, senior brother, whose research group has a freshman as a member?"

At that time, Lin Wu had just finished class and was rushing to another large classroom with his teaching materials.

Seeing the message in the group, she narrowed her eyes slightly, tapped the screen with one hand and said, "Whether I am qualified to participate or not, I will find out when I have time for a meeting tomorrow."

This made Shang Ruyu laugh: "Okay, I'll wait and see what a freshman can understand."

Li Yin was unwilling to go, and said, "Brother Xing, I have to help the teacher sort out the files tomorrow, so I don't have time to go."

After saying that, Li Yin went offline directly, and did not respond no matter how Xingyan tagged him.

The atmosphere in the group couldn't help but become cold again.

Xing Yan took a long time to send a message, explaining for Li Yin: "Junior Sister Lin Wu, your Senior Brother Li is not interesting. He is a class committee member. School has just started recently, and he has a lot of things on hand."

Lin Wu sent a faint "hmm" and logged off to go to class.

After the afternoon classes, the rest of the time is free.

Lin Wu had no other arrangements, so he called Mr. Xun and prepared to visit the Qin Association.

Mr. Xun was naturally very happy, and he and Uncle Qian went directly to Beijing University to pick up Lin Wu.

"The preliminary round of the competition in Continent R will be in late October. You can take a look at the competition precautions now, and choose a song that you are relatively familiar with according to the requirements of the competition committee and start practicing. You should be able to catch up before the preliminary round." Mr. Xun handed a tablet to Lin Wu and asked her to look at the competition information on it.

Lin Wu glanced at it and noticed something first: "The requirement for this competition is that the participants must be at least level 4? So low?"

Regarding the violin grading issue, Lin Wu had already passed the seventh level a year ago.

Anyone who can join the Qin Association has no level below four.

If we follow this standard, then everyone in the Qin Association can sign up for this competition? Then what were the people in the Qin Association preparing for? Elder Xun understood Lin Wu's doubts, smiled, and explained: "The level standard of the R-Asia International Music Association is different from that of our Chinese Qin Association. They are more stringent and have very high assessment requirements. The level of our Qin Association's seventh level may only be about the same as those who have just reached the fifth level there."

Lin Wu understood: "So the violinists selected by the Qin Association to participate in the competition this time must be at least at the sixth level in the Qin Association?"

"Yes." Uncle Qian in front replied, "Currently, the person with the highest level in our association is naturally Mr. Xun, but he has been invited to be a judge, and this competition is not convenient for Mr. Xun to participate. Next, there is no one at level nine, five at level eight, nineteen at level seven including you, Miss, and thirty-one at level six. These are the people who can try to participate in the competition."

"Originally, I was worried that there wouldn't be many outstanding contestants in this competition, which would bring shame to China," said Elder Xun. "But now that you've participated, the percentage of Chinese contestants who win awards will increase. Wuwu, I only have one request for you, to reach level eight and stabilize it before the preliminary round."

Mr. Xun had no doubt about Lin Wu's talent in playing the violin.

But what he was worried about was that although Lin Wu had talent, he lacked persistence in playing the violin. He would always put it down after "playing" for a while, and would pick it up again after a long time.

He thought that this was probably because Lin Wu was too smart and could learn anything easily, so it was difficult for her to invest deep passion and perseverance in something.

Master Xun said, "During this period, you should practice as much as you can. You should not only control the music, but also focus on practicing your skills. First, pick up your previous level, and then start practicing the competition music. Can you do it?"

Lin Wu thought about it and nodded: "Okay."

Mr. Xun breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that as long as Lin Wu agreed or decided to do something, he would definitely do it.

He also believed in her abilities.

Soon, they arrived at the Qin Association.

Lin Wu pushed open the car door and got out. After Mr. Xun came down, he and Uncle Qian helped him in.

Unexpectedly, I ran into an acquaintance as soon as I entered the door of the Qin Association.

"This skirt of mine is very expensive! It's a birthday present my mother brought back from abroad for me! I hardly wore it before, and you made it dirty the first time I wore it. Did you do it on purpose?!" The sharp female voice made Lin Wu, Old Xun and Uncle Qian stop.

Looking up, I saw a girl in front of the practice room at the right end, angrily reaching out and pushing another girl in front of her, causing her to stagger.

It turned out to be her classmate at school, Situ Yue.

The skirt she was wearing did look very expensive, but there was a stain on her chest, as if left by coffee.

The girl who fell to the ground in front of her looked much more ordinary. Upon hearing what was said, she hurriedly stood up and apologized to Situ Yue.

Situ Yue sneered: "Is an apology useful? You have to compensate me for my skirt! This skirt of mine costs more than 700,000 yuan!"

The girl turned pale instantly and asked Situ Yue if she could wash it for her and then give it back to her.

Situ Yue crossed her arms and glared at the girl, saying, "Have you ever seen the world? My skirt cannot be hand-washed or machine-washed. Even if it is dry-cleaned, it will be easily damaged!"

The girl was at a loss now. She stood there with red eyes, at a loss what to do.

Lin Wu frowned slightly, turned his head and asked, "Why is that Si something here?"

"Miss, are you talking about Situ Yue?" Uncle Qian replied, "She is a student specially recruited by the Qin Association. She is very talented and has passed the sixth level in a short period of time. Therefore, she is also among the candidates for the R Continent competition this time. Miss, do you know her when you ask this?"

Lin Wu was about to speak when Situ Yue noticed them and his expression changed slightly.

The next moment, Situ Yue smiled and came over obediently: "Mr. Xun, Uncle Qian, long time no see, are you two doing well?"