Chapter 211 212 Dean Jian's successor, Brother Jiang is here to pick up Ah Xi

. "Song of the Desert" and "The White-robed Journey" are different styles, a calm and elegant minor tune. "

The White-robed Journey" has a wider audience than "Song of the Desert" because of its overbearing style like a piano demon.

Recently, the TV is broadcasting "Da Yong". The TV series makes this plot very clear. Many viewers who don't understand Chinese music know that the three masters and apprentices alone account for five of the top ten famous guzheng songs. The eldest

daughter of the Bai family already has fans. Before the TV series was finished, the number of fans of Yan Yu, who played the eldest daughter of the Bai family, had risen to a terrifying 30 million.

Bai Xi said it seriously.

Dean Jian wanted to hit her, "You are so serious when you are joking seriously. I don't know whether I believe you are Mr. Qin Jiu's disciple or I believe I am Qin Shi Huang."

"What do you think?" He asked Bai Shi again.

She was just perfunctory to him. Is he so easy to fool?

Bai Shi retracted her gaze and looked at the stage expressionlessly. Her profile was outlined by light and dark shadows. Her profile was cold and her voice was also cold and ruthless: "The next performance is about to start, shut up."

Dean Jian: "..."

Young people can't afford to play!

Beside Dean Jian, Principal Luo, who was sitting quietly, didn't dare to move.

If someone had told Principal Luo earlier that someone in this world dared to talk to their national music Taidou Dean Jian like this, he would definitely think that this person was probably crazy.

Now, he felt that he was probably crazy.

Principal Luo pinched his leg lightly, it hurt.

**

After the opening, the second piece was played by the pipa alone.

There was only a cold light on the stage, shining on the teacher in a gray cheongsam. Her hair was tied behind her head. The soothing sound of the pipa rang out, like the gurgling of water, winding and lingering.

There was no messy style of music, only a little erhu was integrated in the middle. Under the beautiful and cold moon, the beauty slowly whispered the old country and the old dream.

Bai Shi listened to this song more seriously than before. After the song was finished, Dean Jian saw that she was still looking at the stage, "'Old Dream', this style of music is also beautiful."

He thought Bai Shi would appreciate the style of Zhan Taifeng more.

"Yeah." Bai Zhu nodded.

"Our traditional musical instruments all sound beautiful, pipa and guzheng, with infinite connotations," Dean Jian casually talked to Bai Zhu between the next songs, "You see Yan Lu's songs are so popular, and more and more people are learning guzheng."

Since the guzheng music "Gambling" became popular, many people have indeed learned guzheng.

Dean Jian said, and looked at Bai Zhu again, seemingly casually: "So what do you think about being the inheritor of Chinese music?"

This is his purpose this time.

Bai Zhu's four new songs are so popular that almost three-year-old children know that this song is a Chinese style song, with guzheng, pipa, and bamboo flute...

Yan Lu is now popular all over the country because of "Da Yong", and Dean Jian is actually a little worried that Bai Zhu will not compose for Yan Lu again in the future.

Such a representative of Chinese music is completely buried in Jiangjing University.

Culture needs to be inherited and developed. She almost has this kind of halo. If he misses her, Dean Jian feels that he may never meet such a person again.

Dean Jian actually knows that if the culture does not change the way it is expressed, it will be difficult to popularize and develop.

In fact, Chinese music has already launched a plan and took the opportunity to make Yan Lu such a representative.

Bai Shi is the most important part of it.

"Dean Jian, this is too heavy for me." Bai Shi just leaned back, relaxed her whole body, and her eyelashes drooped lazily.

Rejection.

Rejection again.

Dean Jian had expected that the good news was that Bai Shi was not so resistant, and there was hope this time.

He looked relaxed and said slowly, "It's not serious. Actually, you don't need to do anything. Continue to write songs for Yan Yu and compose music for the Chinese Orchestra in your spare time."

The performance ended.

"How do you feel tonight? Do you have any inspiration?" Dean Jian took Bai Xi out from the backstage, "I will return to Jiangjing in two days."

"I have some new ideas. I will think about it when I return to Xiangcheng tomorrow." Bai Xi lowered her head and flipped through her phone. Dog friends had sent her a message, and she seemed to have something urgent to go back to her hometown.

The performance in the evening was very shocking.

Dean Jian knew that Bai Xi had to go back and wait for the college entrance examination results.

Principal Luo stood respectfully behind the two of them. Hearing that Bai Shi was actually from Xiangcheng, he was very surprised: "Miss Bai, you are welcome to come to our music association often in the future."

He had already changed his name to "Miss Bai" and knew that Bai Shi did not belong to any music association or music academy.

"I will, thank you for your hospitality today." Bai Shi thanked Principal Luo.

It meant that she did not want to join their music association.

Principal Luo was a little disappointed, but not surprised. After all...

Dean Jian was embarrassed in front of her, Principal Luo thought in a rebellious way.

**

Behind.

Bai Shaoqi, Song Min and the other two stood up. Mrs. Song looked at Bai Shaoqi in surprise, "You mean to go backstage?"

No one in the Bai and Song families studied music seriously, and they had almost no connections in this area.

"Yes," Bai Shaoqi followed the crowd out, took out his phone and looked down to find a number, "My mother found Principal Luo of Jiangyin, and he helped us get the tickets this time."

This was the first time Bai Shaoqi mentioned Guo Yueqing frankly.

Mrs. Song followed behind Bai Shaoqi. She always knew that Guo Yueqing was a resourceful person, otherwise she would not have lurked for so many years, trampled Ji Mulan underfoot, and let the two illegitimate children take the position.

But Mrs. Song did not expect that Guo Yueqing could actually find Principal Luo.

She followed behind Bai Shaoqi in surprise. There were a lot of staff in the backstage, and they naturally did not know Bai Shaoqi and the other two.

A few minutes later, a staff member came and took the three people to the lounge. "Please wait a moment. President Luo and Dean Jian are going to see off the guests."

"He and Dean Jian are going to see off the guests together?" The three people found it incredible.

What kind of guests need Dean Jian to see off?

However, when they asked, the staff did not answer. They just smiled at them politely and left the lounge.

Song Min put down his water cup, stood up and opened the door of the lounge, and scanned the backstage with a cold gaze.

The people in the first row were all evacuated from the backstage.

The curtains, musical instruments, and human figures were in chaos.

His eyes fell on the front, the left front, the black curtain fluttered, and it seemed that a green shadow walked out of the exit. Song Min walked forward a few steps and bumped into someone head-on.

"I'm sorry." He retracted his gaze and spoke.

"It's okay," Principal Luo had just sent Dean Jian and Bai Xi away. He knew Song Min, and he was the person that the principal of No. 1 Middle School often recommended to him. "Student, are you looking for someone?"

"No." Song Min retracted his gaze and pressed his brow.

Back to the lounge.

Principal Luo followed him in one step.

Bai Shaoqi, who was talking to Mrs. Song inside, stood up quickly and introduced himself to him.

"I know you, Bai Shaoke's sister," Principal Luo nodded slightly to Bai Shaoqi, thinking to himself that there are so many talented people with the surname "Bai" this year, "Dean Jian sent a friend away and will not see other people for the time being."

Bai Shaoqi was very regretful, "Then please help me explain to Dean Jian, there is a misunderstanding between him and me."

She seemed to be very familiar with Principal Luo, and Principal Luo was very familiar with Dean Jian.

Bai Shaoke is now led by a professor from Jiangda, and Dean Jian is at the same level as the president of Jiangda.

Madam Song stood aside, observing the scene secretly.

She lowered her eyes, thinking.

**

The Jian family.

Jian Zhe sat bored at the table, listening to the conversation between Jian Rong and Miss Lu.

This Miss Lu is his blind date, but it is obvious that he gets along better with Jian Rong. Jian Rong is well-known and is going to take the postgraduate entrance examination of Beicheng University. She is talented and Jian Zhe understands her very well.

He played with his mobile phone.

Miss Bai: [Tomorrow]

Seeing that Bai Xi is leaving tomorrow, he stood up quickly.

"Where are you going?" Jian's father just came back and saw Jian Zhe was about to go out.

Jian Zhe changed his shoes and looked up: "I'm going to see Sister Xi off and... an old man. She will go back tomorrow."

This time when Jian Zhe came back, he was calm. Reading can really change a person's temperament. In the past, Jian Zhe was always impetuous, and his thoughts could not be hidden and floated on the surface.

Today, Jian's father couldn't see his son clearly.

"You..." Father Jian looked at Jian Rong chatting with Miss Lu, and said unhappily, "You just left the guests like this?"

"Miss Lu is carsick," Jian Zhe explained for Miss Lu, "If you don't believe me, ask Miss Lu if she wants to go with me to see off Sister Xi and the others."

Miss Lu put down her teacup apologetically, she stood up, and then looked at Father Jian, "Mr. Jian, I'm not feeling well."

Jian Zhe changed his shoes, took the key and went out.

After he left, Miss Lu asked Jian Rong, "Who is he seeing off?"

Sister Xi and the grandfather?

"It should be Bai Xi and Teacher Qiu," Jian Rong thought for a moment and explained, "They are all from Xiangcheng."

So, Miss Lu didn't say anything more.

The two had a good conversation.

**

Bai Xi went back to the hotel with Dean Jian.

It was almost ten o'clock, and the Jiahao Hotel was still brightly lit.

Dean Jian's car stopped at the entrance of the hotel, and Bai Wei got out from the back seat.

The back seat window was lowered, and Dean Jian looked at the road where cars were flowing like water, "Aren't you going back to the hotel?"

Bai Wei looked down at her phone, waved at him lazily, and said concisely: "Waiting for someone."

She didn't say much, so Dean Jian didn't ask.

In June, the north city was noticeably cooler at night, and the Song family's car was parked at a red light not far away.

In the back seat, Song Min saw Bai Wei on the side of the road at a glance.

She was not standing properly, but sitting on the circular road block next to her, with one foot casually propped up, her long green skirt covered the block, and the edge was lightly touching the ground.

There was a white sunlight above her head, the light leaked down along the dust, reflecting a cool glow on her dress.

She held a mobile phone in her hand, and seemed to be messaging someone. Her bony hand poked the screen from time to time, and her figure, elongated by the street lights, was reflected beside her.

Song Min was too absent-minded, and Bai Shaoqi in the back seat soon noticed it.

She followed Song Min's gaze and looked out the window.

Even though there was no front view, Bai Shaoqi's temperament was too outstanding, and she could recognize who it was.

She had seen Bai Shaoqi coming to North City in the class group a long time ago. This was the first time Bai Shaoqi saw her in person. She retracted her gaze and asked Song Min, "How many points do you think she can get this time?" "

Mathematics and comprehensive science are equally difficult. I don't know." Song Min came back to his senses, his brows cold.

As the two were talking, a black car stopped beside Bai Xi.

Song Min and Bai Shaoqi were very familiar with the car model, the Maybach.

But it was strange that the chassis of this car was visually higher than the ordinary version, and the material of the body was different from what they were familiar with, especially the windshields on the sides and the front.

Song Min knew a little about cars .

He turned his eyes to the car again: "When was this car released?"

Bai Shaoqi didn't know.

The driver was thoughtful, and he knew at a glance, "This is an original modified car."

As for the glass, the driver's fingers on the steering wheel paused...

Is that, bulletproof glass?

The back door of the car opened, and a tall black figure got out of the car.