Chapter 273 Chapter 274 Master Bai Li, Master Mu Leaves the Buddhist Temple (two chapters merged

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Bai Zhu has listened to Jian Zhongyou's collection, including "White Snow on the Cangshan Mountain", "Pingqiu Music" and "Xiangyin".

They are all works from Jian Zhongyou's middle period, with a simple, steady and warm rhythm.

So when she knew that Jian Zhongyou became famous for playing "White Clothes", and the music in the final score was as simple as Qin Jiu, Bai Zhu was a little surprised.

The style of "Flowers on the Tree" tends to be tense and grand. In the middle and late stages of the script, there is a tense feeling of singing an empty city plan.

It is not the style that Jian Zhongyou is good at, and he really doesn't have the energy to continue creating now. If he hadn't found the right person, he would have retired.

Bai Shi said this, but Gao Yan and Butler Xu were choked by Bai Shi's words "Dean Jian is not good enough".

But then they reacted to Bai Shi's words.

"Ah Shi, you," Gao Yan put down the plum blossom cake and sat up straight, "can you compose music?"

She knew Bai Shi could play the guzheng, but she had never heard her play it.

And from the way Dean Jian communicated with her, she knew that Bai Shi's guzheng skills should not be too bad.

But...composing music is something that non-professionals cannot do at all. If it is a research competition or something like that, Gao Yan will easily think of Bai Shi.

Gao Yan has never associated composing music with Bai Shi.

"Now I can do it," Bai Shi said to Gao Yan while holding a folding fan. "I have never watched a play, so I may not be suitable. I am just trying it out and will select the best one when the time comes."

Gao Shu will definitely find other people, but they may not be as good as the expert Mr. Shi.

Dean Jian trusts Bai Shi very much. Although there is no clear boundary in music, the style of the theme song of the play is a bit straightforward, and Bai Shi has not yet figured out the style.

"Okay," Gao Yan looked at Bai Shi, and she had not yet reacted, "I'll tell Shu Shu."

Ming Dongheng's car was waiting downstairs, and Gao Yan sent Bai Shi downstairs.

After the car left, Gao Yan tucked her coat and looked at Butler Xu thoughtfully, "Butler Xu, do you think he's reliable? He won't disturb her studies, will he?"

Xu Nanjing said that Bai Shi is now a hot commodity in the School of Physics.

"Well," Butler Xu was unsure, "Madam, Miss Bai said she wants to try, so let her try."

"Yes." Gao Yan took out her cell phone and called Gao Shu.

**

At the drama theater, Gao Shu had already met Shi Qingyu and Ji Yinghui, and the two of them were indeed watching a drama rehearsal together.

It took more than a year to select the actors for "Flowers on the Trees".

Shi Qingyu and Ji Yinghui were standing in front, talking to a man, who was the male lead of the drama, Bei Tong.

Secretary Xue whispered in Gao Shu's ear, "They have already discussed the singing with Bei Tong."

Shi Qingyu had been preparing for so long, and the composition in his hand must have been completed for the most part. In the end, the male protagonist Bei Tong will perform in front of the old dean in the form of singing.

"I know," Gao Shu's face was gloomy, and she turned to the back, "What did Teacher Xia say?"

This was her backup plan.

"It will be in December. Teacher Xia said that the old dean didn't dare to accept it," Secretary Xue held a notebook in his hand, "He is now in North City. Do you want to go find him?" "

North City?" Gao Shu walked upstairs, wondering what he was doing in North City, but still said, "Pick two days and prepare a ticket for me to North City."

Arriving at the office, she just received a call from Gao Yan.

Bai Shi said she would try to compose music for her.

"She said she would just give it a try," Gao Yan sighed, "I told you before, she can play the guzheng, maybe, she can really write something."

Hearing Bai Shi, Gao Shu's mood also improved a lot. She sat at her desk, "Really? Then she and Li Jiu might have a common topic."

Gao Shu said, and then said, "No matter what, I will find someone from the drama theater to sing it if she writes it."

"I think so too." Gao Yan smiled, and the two of them thought of the same thing.

Gao Yan just mentioned it casually, and Gao Shu made a note of it. However, after all, Dean Jian didn't dare to take over the song, and Gao Shu didn't think Bai Shi would compose any music.

After hanging up the phone, she and Secretary Xue arranged the schedule for Beicheng.

**

Shanhai Apartment.

When Bai Di got out of the car, she saw workers busy in the yard of 103, installing transparent glass on the yard wall and the roof.

"Miss Bai, Jiangjing is cold in winter," Ming Dongheng opened the car door and got out, standing behind Bai Di and explaining to her, "It can be used as a sun room if the glass is installed."

Jiangjing is indeed cold in winter, Bai Di nodded slightly, but it is much better now than before. In the past, Jiangjing was really cold in winter, as cold as the Lesser Cambrian.

103, Ji Heng and Lance were not at home, and a few old boys went fishing together in the afternoon.

In another month, Jiangjing will be able to ice fish.

She returned to 303, only Zhang Shize and Tang Ming were doing their homework, Lu Xiaohan was not there, and went to shoot the fishing scene with Ji Heng and others, Ning Xiao was called over by Zhou Wenqing to help.

In the current Tongfeng class, the most outstanding ones are not Gao Yuan and others.

Bai Xi is in a class

of her own. Below her is not Liang Wu Yu and Gao Yuan, but Ning Xiao, and below that are Tang Ming and Gao Yuan. The quality of students in the Tongfeng class is so high that Zhou Wenqing has also moved his mind. He likes Bai Xi more, but since they are both in the School of Physics, he has also recalled the abnormal behavior of Dean Huang and Academician Ma in the past two months and did not dare to call Bai Xi.

"Sister Xi," Tang Ming raised the draft paper in his hand when he saw Bai Xi coming back, "You haven't done the challenge question bank question yet?"

Bai Xi walked over and took a look. It was a math question.

She took off her coat, picked up the remote control, sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and searched for dramas. "It's the same type of questions as the Boyuan class this time. It's on my desk."

Tang Ming pushed open Bai Mi's study and went in.

Her study bookshelf was full of books, most of which were not college-level. In addition to textbooks, there were also a bunch of historical miscellanies.

Tang Ming walked to her desk, where a pile of bound A4 papers were neatly arranged. The one on the far left was the one that Bai Mi had just translated for them the day before yesterday.

He flipped through it and found something similar to a Chinese drama script.

Thinking it was Yan Yu's script, Tang Ming flipped down another page and saw the papers of Boyuan class. He pulled it out, closed the door and went out.

Bai Mi was already lazily leaning on the sofa watching the play. Tang Ming took a look and could not appreciate it without artistic talent.

Downstairs, a group of people had returned from fishing.

Tang Ming received a message from Shen Qing and went downstairs to get some fruit.

The glass roof in the yard was almost installed. The workers were well-trained and the binding was almost silent.

"I'll take this too," Tang Ming saw that there were still some melon seeds on the table, so he took another stack, "Sister Bai is watching a play, let her eat some melon seeds." Dean Jian, who

was watching fish with Lance next to him, heard the key words, he paused, "She is watching a play?"

Dean Jian went to 303 with Tang Ming.

Bai Bai was holding a black remote control in her right hand, leaning against the sofa, her legs lazily propped up, watching TV quietly.

Dean Jian looked at the TV, which was a classic family ethics drama.

He sat to the left of Bai Bai, "Why are you suddenly watching a play?"

Bai Bai tapped the remote control with his fingertips, his tone neither fast nor slow, "I want to try it."

"Flowers blooming on the tree?" Dean Jian actually had a hunch in his heart.

"Yes."

"Dramas are also classified," said Dean Jian, a drama lover. When he heard Bai Shi say that he wanted to give it a try, he was overjoyed. "I'll introduce you to several dramas in the same style as Flowers Blooming on the Tree."

Bai Shi shook his head. "I may not be able to write in the style you want."

"Give it a try," Dean Jian said, but his tone was very confident. "This is the first time I have composed music for a drama."

**

Jiang Fuli came back late.

Tomorrow is Monday, and there will be a group meeting. Everyone in their group has the same test paper. Jiang Fuli has packed up the experimental progress for the past two weeks. It is already ten o'clock when he comes back. After

staying in the laboratory for a day, he plans to take a shower before going to 303 to see Bai Shi and the others. However,

the small lights in the lobby of 302 are on.

Jiang Fuli reached out to take off his coat and hung it on the shelf next to him. His cold eyes fell on the turned-on light. He was stunned for a moment, then reacted and walked towards the piano room.

The door of the piano room was not closed tightly, leaving a gap, but the sound insulation was very good, and no sound could be heard when he walked to the door.

He gently pushed the door open.

The air conditioner was on inside, and only a small light was on, which was not bright.

Bai Mi did not sit on the piano bench as usual. She was only wearing simple home clothes and sat lazily on the heavy black carpet. The piano was casually placed on her legs, and there were several pieces of white paper scattered beside her, some with words written on them, and some without.

Oh, and there was also a lighter.

She must have been a little lazy, and her slender fingers were too lazy to play with the strings of the piano, so she picked up the lighter next to her and pressed it from time to time.

Jiang Fuli was a bit of a clean freak.

She only brought a lighter.

The faint blue flames were reflected in her deep black eyes, and her eyelashes were stretched to form a long shadow. She

must have noticed someone pushing the door, she turned around, sat up a little straighter, her hair was casually tied up, almost not tied up, and fell on her brow. She put down the piano and stood up: "It seems that I have stayed too long, you are back."

"Something happened at school, what did you eat tonight?" Jiang Fuli came closer, bent down and picked up the papers scattered on the ground one by one, with a bright and elegant demeanor.

The new batch of postgraduate entrance examinations is about to begin. The school actually wants to ask him if he wants to accept two more team members, but no one dares to ask him.

As his subordinates, few people can keep up with his pace unless they are as talented as He Wen. Those who are too stupid to make sense, Master Jiang really hates it after just one look.

"Grandpa and his friends caught the fish, and Director Chen cooked the meal today," Bai Zhu was still playing with his lighter, watching him organize the things and put them neatly on the bookshelf next to him, "Aunt left two for you, and there will be soup for you tomorrow."

"Okay." Jiang Fuli was not very interested in most things.

He came from a prominent family, but his life in the laboratory was even simpler than that of Academician Ma. He was indifferent to everything, and Ming Dongheng and the Jiang family could not enter the confidential place like the laboratory at will.

There was a special passage opened for him, but he closed it because he found it troublesome.

It was only during the time when he had dinner with Bai Di and Jiang He in Xiangcheng that Jiang Fuli had not eaten in the laboratory, and Ming Dongheng had arranged dinner for a while.

But now, Shen Qing and Ji Heng always let Jiang Fuli bring a lunch box when he goes to the laboratory, most of which are soups made by Shen Qing.

"My aunt added some ingredients to the soup..." Bai Di stood lazily beside him, watching him organize the bookshelf, and her tone paused a little when she mentioned adding ingredients.

Jiang Fuli leaned to the side, put his hand around her waist, tightened his fingertips, lowered his head slightly, and only lowered his eyes. At a close distance, he asked her methodically: "What's the material?"

"Tang Ming and Ning Xiao drank it." Bai Xi looked outside the door, wondering if Jiang He would come back suddenly.

Jiang Fuli lowered his head, against the light behind him, and kissed her.

His arms were bent and clasped around her waist. Although he looked reserved, his tense arms were strong and powerful. With his half-rolled sleeves, you could see the slightly protruding blue veins.

"What are you thinking about?" After a long time, Jiang Fuli spoke calmly and looked at the door indifferently, "I didn't record Jiang Xiaoniao's fingerprints."

302, there are only Bai Xi and his fingerprints.

"I have half a month's vacation in January," Jiang Fuli reached out and put the hair that fell on her neck behind her ear, "Let's go to the snow mountain, there is a ruins there." "Why

are you taking such a long vacation," Bai Fuli looked at him, "Are you not going to study dark matter anymore?" "

There's no rush," Jiang Fuli smiled, looking down at the piano still on the ground, "Why are you still in the piano room so late today."

He recalled Bai Fuli's schedule. Yan Lu was preparing for a new play in the north city and had no intention of releasing new songs.

"I want to try composing for a drama." Bai Fuli replied.

Jiang Fuli thought about Gao Shu and narrowed his eyes slightly.

**

Monday.

Early in the morning.

Mu Yiqi got up early in the morning. She lived in a house outside and only steamed some breakfast with Dong Xiaobai in the morning.

Dong Xiaobai put the milk down for her, and the two discussed Saturday, "How many distinguished guests are there?"

"Not many," Mu Yining sat next to him, picked up the milk and took a sip before speaking, "Not even the Gao family is coming. "Master Chen and Mr. Xu will be there on time, as well as my partners."

Mu Yining's partners are also among the best in Jiangjing.

It's not as grand as Mr. Xu's birthday celebration, but there are still enough people trying to squeeze in.

"This crab roe bun is really good. Dong Chuan and Wan Xuan will go there together." Dong Xiaobai said.

Dong Chuan, Dong Xiaobai's nephew, whose mother is from the Jiang family, his position in the Dong family is already confirmed as the next generation heir of the Dong family.

He plays a very important role in the Dong family, otherwise Dong Xiaobai would not have accompanied Ren Wanxuan back to the Dong family last time.

Hearing this, Mu Yiqing sat up straight, "Will he come?"

Dong Chuan is not in this circle, and his status is higher than other people in the Dong family. He has always been noble. He should not be interested in the affairs of the Mu family's side branches. Why would he come? Come here?

"Wanxuan asked for it," Dong Xiaobai said, holding his chopsticks. "She wants to go back to the clan and ask Dong Chuan to appear with her."

"This Ren Wanxuan, she is really lucky," Mu Yiqing sighed. Even the orthodox descendants of the Mu family dared not say a word to Ren Wanxuan. "Dong Chuan is coming. We must inform the housekeeper. He is not an ordinary person after all." "

Dong Chuan was influenced by his mother. "Is it possible for Wanxuan to transfer her household registration this Wednesday?" If she

does, she will be a real member of the Mu family. The Mu family has such a huge foundation. The property left to them alone was incalculable.

"With Mulan." Mu Yiqi also took a piece of crab roe bun with his chopsticks.

The crab meat was tender and the broth was rich. Even Mu Yiqi, who had eaten so many delicacies, was particularly amazed

. He began to dislike the crabs that the Mu family ate this season. Jiang Jing only provided so much to this circle every year, whether it was food or snacks, the Mu family actually didn't get any in recent years, but the Gao

family could still get some because of their strong support.

After Youjun brought it over, Mu Yiqi only kept one for the old man and gave one to Ji Heng.

She was also very surprised to eat this crab roe bun. This quality of crab roe bun was rare even when she was a child in the Mu family. It was rarely eaten even during its heyday.

After breakfast, the housekeeper cleaned up the place, and Mu Yiqi got in the car and called the housekeeper to ask about the source of the crab roe buns.

When he learned that it was sent by Ji Heng, Mu Yiqi was very surprised

. She felt strange.

**

Wednesday.

Bai Xi was still eating in the cafeteria when she received a call from Xu En.

"Ah Xi, good morning." Xu En was driving, smiling as he greeted Bai Xi before speaking. Tell her that Ji Mulan wants to transfer her household registration.

Xu Siqi is registered as a member of the Xu family, and Mrs. Xu does not allow him to transfer.

However, since transferring the household registration is such a big deal, Xu En still told Bai Xi about it.

"Well, I understand. "After swiping the card, Bai Mi served breakfast and handed the card to Tang Ming who was standing next to her.

Tang Ming respectfully took Bai Xi's card with both hands, not even daring to look at the three words "Jiang Fuli" on the card.

Ding Wenyang has perfectly integrated into their group.

As long as Bai Xi is in school, , they all followed Bai Mi to eat.

Seeing Tang Ming being so respectful to a card, he was a little confused, "Brother Tang, you are now a player with 2 million points!

" A card is so respectful. "Brother Ding, you don't understand." Tang Ming

thought about Monday morning, when Master Jiang heard about his points and gave him a "huh" expression, and said solemnly.

Card.

Ding Wenyang looked at the balance on the meal card and exclaimed, "Ah!"

Then he realized that it was right. It was normal to be respectful to the God of Wealth. After

they finished their meal, they sat down next to Bai Mi and Yang Lin. Across the street.

Ding Wenyang saw two foreign books beside Bai Xi. He saw this often, so he was not surprised.

He looked at the paper with strange symbols on it. He had heard Tang Ming explain it before. "Reduced word score."

"What are you doing recently, boss?" Ding Wenyang took a bite of the bun and asked Tang Ming beside him.

"It seems like he is studying a play," Tang Ming ate the bun and then gave up. "This bun is not very tasty. I will only eat one. Let's change to an egg pancake."

Ding Wenyang forgot about the white peony and said incredulously, "The fresh meat buns in our cafeteria are famous in Jiangjing. Do you know how many Internet celebrities come to our cafeteria to borrow meal cards to buy buns and punch in?" The food in

Jiangda cafeteria is indeed famous.

A young food blogger became famous by posting Jiang Da's food.

Tang Ming ate a bun silently, "...I'll bring you something more delicious next week."

**

Jiangjing Public Security Bureau, Xu En stopped the car.

I saw the building manager waiting at the door.

"Mr. Xu, Miss Mulan," the housekeeper smiled and introduced the people next to them, "This is Miss Wanxuan, and this is Master Dong Chuan."

Both parties have heard of each other.

Dong Chuan has an upright figure. He was wearing a combat suit, his brows and eyes looked slightly deep, "Mr. Xu."

"Mr. Dong." Xu En had heard Mu Yiqi talk about Dong Chuan. Not only was he the successor of the Dong family, but his mother's family was also not easy to mess with.

Xu En was very polite.

After two months of recuperation, Jimmy has almost recovered. But today she didn't wear high heels, only a goose yellow coat and a hat on her head, looking elegant and dignified.

She glanced at Ren Wan. Xuan, when she got to Dong Chuan, was also very polite, "Master Dong."

The people from the Public Security Bureau, the housekeeper, and Mu Yiqi had all been arranged, and someone was specially assigned to take them to line up.

Transfer the household registration, take photos.

Everything was done in less than half an hour.

Ren Wanxuan lowered her head and looked at the household registration book in the hands of the housekeeper. She remembered something and asked him, "Bai Xi didn't come?"

"Miss Bai?" The housekeeper's eyebrows softened a lot when he mentioned Bai Xi, "She is not moving her household registration."

"Is that so." Ren Wanxuan didn't care. It was a good thing for her that Bai Xi didn't move her household registration.

Beside her, Dong Chuan had been with her. When he heard her mention Bai Xi, he didn't ask much. He knew that the Mu family had a few more relatives, but he didn't care about them except Ren Wanxuan.

In the car not far away.

Ji Mulan looked in the rearview mirror, "The boyfriend she found has a good temperament. I heard that his mother's family relationship is not simple."

It can be seen that even the housekeeper respects Dong Chuan very much.

"Not bad." Xu En started the car and evaluated seriously, but suddenly thought of Jiang Fuli.

In terms of aura, in all these years, he has not seen anyone with an aura that can compare to Mr. Jiang.

**

North City.

Gao Shu was busy for a few days and finally took two days off to come to North City to see Teacher Xia.

Secretary Xue has already contacted Teacher Xia's current address. Hearing this address, Gao Shu was very surprised: "Time Entertainment?"

Teacher Xia used to compose music for operas and large-scale movies, leaving behind many famous songs. Later, he composed music for the national orchestra and has not composed for a long time.

This kind of artist has nothing to do with the entertainment industry, which puts entertainment first.

How could he be in Time Entertainment?

Gao Shu was surprised and drove to Time Entertainment.

The vice president of the National Theatre of Jiangjing was informed that she was coming. The CEO of Time Entertainment was alarmed. All the senior executives stood at the door of Time Entertainment to welcome Gao Shu.

It was a big scene.

There was no other way. To find Teacher Xia in such a short time, Secretary Xue could only use simple and rough methods and had to alarm these people.

The weather in North City was a little hot. Gao Shu got out of the car wearing only a minimalist windbreaker.

"President Gao," the CEO of Time Entertainment respectfully took Gao Shu to the president's special elevator, "Teacher Xia is training Yan Lu to sing. On the 29th floor, I will take you to the lounge."

Yan Lu?

Gao Shu had an impression. She had also watched "Da Yong".

In the lounge, Teacher Xia came in with a roll of musical scores, "President Gao, since you came in person, I won't say anything. I'm old and I've lost my passion for composing. I've also read "Flowers on the Trees", but someone recommended it to you. After counting and counting, I think she is the most suitable."

"Who?" Gao Shu stood up quickly.

Teacher Xia tapped the musical scores and sighed, "The composer of "Gambling" is Bai Li."

Gao Shu also played this song repeatedly.

It's just that she didn't know much about the entertainment industry, and didn't know about the storm that the composer "Bai Li" had caused on the Internet. "You are a composer that you admire, so where is this master now?"

"I don't know," Teacher Xia was very straightforward. "It's been a year, and no paparazzi in the entertainment industry has dug her up. Do you know how many people in and out of the industry want to ask her to compose songs but don't have the means? She only favors Yan Lu. If you compose for Yan Lu and let Yan Lu sing the theme song for you, there might be a chance."

"It's not realistic to find her," Teacher Xia finally looked at Gao Shu and suggested, "Let my apprentice compose for you, and it will be presentable."

Gao Shu understood. It seemed really difficult. Even an artist like Teacher Xia had to contact Bai Li by coaching Yan Lu in singing.

"She is definitely not short of money," Secretary Xue analyzed to Gao Shu on the way, "and the power behind her is not small. I will try my best to help you collect information about Teacher Bai."

After Secretary Xue returned to Jiangjing, he mobilized a lot of connections to collect information about the great god on the Internet.

**

Saturday, early in the morning.

The Mu family is decorated with lights and colors.

The housekeeper can see the red lanterns hanging on the treetops as he walks along. The Mu family has not been so lively for twenty years.

He walked all the way to the old man's yard with a cane, crossed the crossroads, lifted the curtain, and waited outside the small Buddhist hall, "Grandpa."

The sound of the wooden fish was still heard inside.

Mu Xianguang's voice was light, "Is today the day they return to the sect?"

He never saw the sun in the Buddhist hall, but he still remembered today.

The housekeeper bowed respectfully, "Yes, there are many people coming today, and Miss Wanxuan will also bring Master Dong Chuan."

There was only an "um" inside, and the wooden fish sound did not stop.

"Also," the housekeeper lowered his eyebrows, "Miss let me tell you that Miss Bai will also come today."

Miss Bai, Bai Shi.

Mu Yiqi had mentioned to him countless times that this year's top scorer in the college entrance examination swept Jiangda.

The wooden fish sound stopped.

Another three minutes later, Mu Xianguang's voice came out, "Bring in my coat."

My dears, if the two chapters are separated in the future, I will publish one chapter at noon and one chapter at night. If they are not separated, I will come to brush them in the afternoon. Love you!!! (Damn winter, I will love you even if my throat is hoarse)