Chapter 265 Chapter 266 Junior Sister’s Magical Operation, Temporary Arrangement: Jian

The auditorium borrowed the sound system of Jiangyin, the sound was full, transparent and round, and the superposition of various instruments was clear.

The vibration was full.

The degree of excitement was no less than listening to a master-level music ensemble live.

So after the opening performance, even the second dance troupe to perform on stage seemed to be eclipsed.

Not to mention the final instrumental solo.

It was too bland.

The bullet screen was still discussing.

[And the guzheng didn’t sound as good as the song Shangzhongshu Jiuri]

[Of course, only my sister Lu is the best at this song]

[Where did you put the gods and Jian? ]

[By the way, do you think the accompaniment of the opening dance is good? I tried to identify the music for a long time but still couldn’t figure it out】

【And the style... Who of you dares to tag Dean Jian? 】

【……】

The barrage started to chat, and no one in the live broadcast room listened to the last guzheng seriously. They started to discuss the style of Baishen’s opening song and try to find out where this background music came from.

However, after three hours, there were hundreds of clips of Baishen’s long gun on the Internet, and tens of thousands of netizens still couldn’t find the source of this music.

People watching the party were also whispering to each other.

The gap was too big. I thought the opening was so exciting, and the finale would definitely be more exciting. I didn’t expect that it couldn’t even compare to the opening background music. The whole party started out as a blast and ended in a slump.

Baishen was responsible for the explosion, and the others were responsible for the slump.

People who had finally managed to get seats in the front rows also left with their phones in hand, "If I had known it would be like this, I wouldn't have changed my ticket. My 7 o'clock train is just right, so I'll leave after watching the opening show."

"Yeah, me too..."

"..."

Yan Zhiming and the people from the Finance Student Union were standing in the first two rows, and they could hear their whispers clearly.

Half of the audience had left before the finale was even over.

Even some of Bai Shaoqi's fans felt that the content of the finale was disappointing.

The opening of the evening party was grand, and the closing was almost silent.

Everyone only remembered Jiangda and the School of Physics, as well as Bai Shaoqi, who even made it to the hot search list. As for the School of Finance, which had been promoted hard from the beginning, few people mentioned it.

When they did, it was because they felt that the subsequent programs were not exciting enough.

"President Bai," Yan Zhiming looked at Bai Shiming, "your student union program is so good, why didn't you tell us in advance?" If they

had told us earlier, Bai Shi would not have been arranged to appear so early.

Ye Jingxian thought about last week, they didn't even want to give them a few minutes on the stage for rehearsal, just to audition the freshmen of the School of Finance. She smiled, "Minister Yan, we wanted to rehearse last week, but you didn't let us."

Yan Zhiming and others were speechless.

Who could know?

Next to them, Kong Wei and Yu Simin were packing up their things. They thought Bai Shaoqi's music was actually pretty good, but it didn't have the powerful music of the opening dance.

Not to mention the visual effect, even millions of Yan Yu fans think Yan Yu's long gun is not as good as Bai Shi.

"You tell me," Kong Wei collected the paper cups beside the first row and lowered his voice, "Tang Ming said Bai Di played better than Bai Shaoqi, what would she sound like when playing the guzheng?"

Yu Simin picked up the kettle, "Don't tell me, I'm curious too."

It's just a pity that there is no chance this time.

**

Shanhai Apartment.

Bai Di is in the study room 303, with a piece of draft paper in his hand, doing the questions on the Jiangjing app.

The window is half open, and the breeze blows the small silver pendulum next to it.

The cell phone rang, it was Dean Jian.

Bai Shi's fingertips were still pressing the manuscript paper. She lazily pressed the answer button and the speakerphone, and put the phone aside. "Dean Jian."

Lao Hu sent Bai Shi's popular video on the Internet to Dean Jian. Bai Shi's popularity on the Internet tonight was no less than that of a first-line star. Almost everyone's circle of friends and short videos were flooded with that last frozen smile.

"How is it," Dean Jian raised his eyebrows, "Is the stereo I gave you useful?"

Bai Shi wrote down a string of numbers, she washed off the shadows that the makeup artist had put on her, sat on the chair, her face was bare, and her hair was re-tied up with a white jade hairpin: "What stereo?"

She asked calmly.

"Oh," Dean Jian thought of her studying in the School of Physics day and night, oblivious to what was happening outside. "Jiang Daguan, let us borrow the stereo. It's not a big problem. The effect should be good tonight, but have you... learned the long spear?"

On the other side of the phone, Dean Jian was still in the office.

He leaned back in his chair, his cloudy eyes looking at the tablet on the table. The tablet page was a slow clip of a shot.

Bai Mi's 4-minute and 28-second long spear performance was edited into various shots, most of which were her final freeze-frame pictures.

There were also shots with the opening lights, and her horse spear...

No matter which one was edited, each video had at least 200,000 likes, and the most popular one had millions of likes.

The clip that Dean Jian was watching was the clip of her final turn in the air and the back-handed shot.

The comments on this video were all "I finally understand what my sister Lu meant when she said she was far from mastering it. In comparison, my sister Lu is also weak."

Long spear, guzheng.

Coincidentally, Bai Shi can play both.

"I have learned them," Bai Shi was a little surprised, "You called me so late just to ask me this."

"Of course not, there is an international music exchange meeting in Jiangjing," Dean Jian talked about business, "There are many heroes gathered, all of them are masters in the field of musical instruments, you can come and find inspiration when the time comes."

This is Dean Jian's unique way of urging her to write new songs.

Bai Mi had to attend classes in Tongfeng class every day, do the questions given by the professor, and help Wang Xu and others with the questions in Boyuan class. In her spare time, she would discuss ancient Chinese with Jianzhe.

During the holidays, Dean Ma would call her to the laboratory. Every day was very fulfilling, but she had little time to go to the piano room.

"Okay." Bai Xi wrote down a line of formulas and spoke absentmindedly.

"I have an old friend, I think he will definitely like you very much," Dean Jian heard her perfunctory yet serious tone, and knew that she must be doing her homework, "Forget it, you do your homework first."

He hung up the phone.

Looking at the tablet again, Dean Jian remembered that Bai Xi was very familiar with the president of the Calligraphy Association in Xiangcheng before.

His eldest nephew listened to Bai Xi very much.

The Jian family all know Liang style. Although Dean Jian didn't learn it well, he also knows it.

He has seen Bai Xi's handwriting, which is very regular and has a unique style of Guan Ge style. Then, can she know Liang style?

If she can even know Liang style...

Dean Jian thought.

**

On the first day of the holiday, countless tourists came to Jiangjing for fun.

The gate of Jiangda was even more crowded with tourists. Although many people come to Jiangda for tourism every year, there has never been a year like this year, when the gate of Jiangda was crowded with tourists early in the morning.

Jiangda has daily reservations to limit the flow of people. These people can't get in or leave, so they just take pictures with their mobile phones at the gate of Jiangda.

Those who can get in first go to the square, then go to the auditorium to watch the scene last night, and finally go to the School of Physics.

There are countless people who come to the School of Physics to check in.

The School of Physics, which is usually low-key, did not expect to become popular in this way.

Dean Huang lives in the school house.

People from the teaching office and the teacher who teaches advanced mathematics live next door to him. They came to discuss this matter with him early in the morning. The flow of people this time is too large. Baibi is a Chinese-style music and traditional martial arts, and she is also a top student at Jiangda. Short videos are bringing her traffic.

It brought about a "Jiang Da Feng" and "traditional martial arts" trend.

All the major official departments wanted to find Bai Shi, but no one had Bai Shi's contact information, and they couldn't find anything. In the end, they all came to the Department of Physics.

"Why did the Wushu Association look for her?" Dean Huang was reviewing the answers to the topology questions submitted by the Tongfeng class. Hearing this, he couldn't help but said, "I won't give them Bai's contact information. As for the majority of netizens..."

Dean Huang smiled, "I hope they can work hard and be admitted to our School of Physics as soon as possible, and study the same major as Bai Shi."

"Your scores in the Department of Physics are already ridiculously high. Will they be even higher next year?" The professor of advanced mathematics couldn't help but put down his teacup, "You can leave a few people for us."

Dean Huang didn't answer him and turned to the next answer sheet.

The neat and beautiful handwriting.

He felt comfortable immediately.

Academician Ma is very busy. It is rare for him to give one class to the Tongfeng class every week. Dean Huang, his student, will correct the questions left. If he encounters a good answer, he will send it to Academician Ma separately.

This is the answer sheet handed in by Bai Xi and others last week.

Dean Huang nodded. The handwriting is beautiful, but...something feels wrong.

The professor of advanced mathematics beside him also noticed this. He said, "Huh?" "Isn't this the answer sheet of our Boyuan class?"

"What Boyuan class?" Dean Huang's eyebrows jumped. He quickly pushed the paper to the bottom. "This is the answer sheet of the Tongfeng class. You read it wrong."

The next one is Bai Xi's answer sheet. Fortunately, this time it is a topology question.

"That's the symbol of our Boyuan class." The advanced mathematics teacher put down his teacup, took the answer sheet from Dean Huang's hand, and looked at it carefully from top to bottom.

He teaches advanced mathematics to freshmen in the School of Physics, but mathematics majors don't study advanced mathematics. He teaches real functions in the Boyuan class.

This question is the same one he assigned last time, and he can recognize it at a glance.

Dean Huang looked at the advanced mathematics teacher opposite with an expressionless face, and his expression became brighter and brighter.

He was also complaining wildly in his heart, what is Bai Mi doing, how can he have time to do the questions of the Boyuan class? !

What kind of crazy operation is this little junior sister doing, ah.

"I think..." The advanced mathematics professor took the test paper and looked at Dean Huang.

Dean Huang took back the test paper and raised his eyes: "Don't think so. Be careful that I will hit you."

The advanced mathematics professor: "......?"

**

Bai Xi didn't know that Tang Ming and Ning Xiao had handed in her two answers together after reading the test paper.

She has been very popular these two days, but her high school and college classmates are very nice. They didn't sell her WeChat everywhere, and no one exposed her phone number.

Basically, no one harassed her. Bai Xi herself is very relaxed.

Of course, except Xu Zhiyue who sent her harassing messages on WeChat every day.

Xu Zhiyue: [[Ahhhhhhhh.jpg]] Xu

Zhiyue: [Sister, are you coming today?]

Xu ​​Zhiyue: [Sister, are you coming today?]

Xu ​​Zhiyue: [......]

She started to swipe Bai Xi's screen again.

Today is the 2nd. The Xu family held a full-month banquet for Xu En's child. The banquet was scheduled for noon.

Bai Di had just come back from a morning run and sent her a symbol, asking Xu Zhiyue to stop.

Looking down, the next message was from Ye Jingxian.

Ye Jingxian: [Junior, where did your opening BGM come from? Many netizens want to know, and the student union’s phone has been flooded with calls.]

Bai Li: [I made it up on the spot, and it has no name.]

On the other side of the phone, Ye Jingxian was startled by Bai Di’s message, and she sat up from her bed in the dormitory.

This music has such a sense of rhythm, and netizens have been arguing about it for a long time. The music that can be called a divine song is actually a temporary arrangement?

Ye Jingxian looked at the student union group, thought about it, and asked Bai Di again -

[Junior, can you post this music online? Netizens are all asking for the original song. 】

The student union had the audio source sent by Bai Shi. There was also live recorded music on the Internet, but live recordings were always inferior.

This music had nothing to do with Bai Shi. She took a screenshot and sent it to Dean Jian.

Dean Jian: [1]

Half an hour later, the student union of the School of Physics of Jiangnan University posted a Weibo with the audio source:

[The source of the music everyone is looking for, I asked my junior sister, she said it was a temporary arrangement, no name, everyone just listen to it briefly. ]

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Good afternoon, see you in the evening, my dears!