Shen Ruojing simply walked over and sat down, and first touched Chu Yu's head: "Are you tired?"
Chu Yu immediately smiled at her: "Mom, I'm not tired at all!"
If he can be with his mother, receive praise from her, and have his head touched by her, he will be resurrected immediately with full blood!
Chu Tianye curled his lips: "Flattery!"
Shen Ruojing glanced over with a sharp glance.
Chu Tianye immediately looked at Chu Yu who was squatting next to him, "Mommy, I'm scolding a dog!"
When they first met, they immediately responded: "Wow!"
Shen Ruojing: "..."
She didn't bother to care about him, she just flipped through the book and helped search together.
After searching for another fifty books, Chu Tianye sighed and stood up: "I'm not looking anymore!"
Shen Qianhui was slightly startled: "You don't want any money?"
Chu Tianye said: "It's such a waste of time. It will take me an hour to find fifty books. With this time, I can cheat... and make more money!"
Shen Qianhui suddenly became a little angry: "Jingjing, take care of him!"
Chu Tianye looked at Shen Ruojing aggrievedly: "Mommy, I'm still young, and it's time for me to grow. It's not good for my health to stay here all the time~"
Shen Ruojing touched his chin: "That's it, then you can go downstairs and play."
"Okay!" Chu Tianye stood up and held Chu Yu's hand to go out.
Shen Ruojing said: "Xiaoyu, look for it carefully. Maybe grandpa can leave a lot of inheritance."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Tianye's body froze.
He suddenly turned around and sat down again: "Grandma, I'd better help you find it! It doesn't cost anything, it's free!"
Shen Qianhui couldn't help but laugh: "No, you still have to grow, it's not good to stay here all the time."
"No, no, no, I'm not in a hurry to grow taller!"
"..."
A group of four people searched all morning but found no clues.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Shen Ruojing looked at the time and prepared to go to the music festival.
She stood up and looked at the book "Red and Black" on the desk. The book was open, and the photos originally sandwiched in it appeared clearly in front of her eyes.
Even in the black and white photo, you can see that my grandpa was a handsome man when he was young.
Don’t know what it will be like when you get older?
She shook her head slightly, changed her clothes and walked out.
At this moment, Jincheng Conservatory of Music.
The music festival is their school's annual competition, and it is also the most famous program in the school. It is considered a major event in the school, and even the principal will attend.
The school even built a concert hall specifically for this music festival.
Shen Ruojing had arrived at school at five o'clock and walked to the concert hall.
Although the game only started at six o'clock, there were already many people coming at this time.
When she was about to enter the venue, a row of vehicles suddenly drove over with great momentum.
The car surrounded by bodyguard vehicles parked directly in front of the concert hall, and then the principal personally greeted him. A white-haired old man in his sixties wearing a Chinese tunic suit got out of the black luxury car.
Shen Ruojing was a little far away from them. He glanced over and saw the principal eagerly leading the old man into the concert hall.
And that old man...
With just one glance, Shen Ruojing saw that there were many wrinkles on his face, but even so, his facial features were vaguely visible, and his nose was high and straight, making him look somewhat familiar.
She was planning to take a few more glances when the old man and the principal had already entered the VIP lounge of the concert hall. Those with VIP tickets could stay in the lounge until six o'clock and then sit down in the venue.
Shen Ruojing touched his chin.
He didn't know why, but he felt that the old man looked a bit like his grandfather's photo.
It would be nice if she could get a closer look.
But immediately, she laughed.
If that kind of person can be greeted personally by the principal, he must be a big shot.
She'd better not join in the fun.
Besides, how could that old man be grandpa? That's too coincidental.
Shen Ruojing gave up his thoughts and stepped into the concert hall.
The ticket in her hand was for the VIP area. She glanced in the direction of the lounge and then checked the time.
never mind.
Just go to your seat.
She took the ticket, went to the VIP area, found her own seat and sat down.
There are not many VIP seats in the concert hall. They are all leather seats, which are completely different from the plastic chairs at the back. Moreover, the view here is wide and you can hear the performances on the stage closer.
But there aren't many people sitting here right now.
Those who can get VIP tickets are all rich or noble, and no one will come so early.
Inside the VIP lounge.
The president of Jincheng University is showing Shen Yansong tonight's performance program.
In front of Mr. Shen, he behaved very humbly.
The identity of the person in front of me is not simple.
He is not only the head of the Shen family, but also a scientific researcher worthy of everyone's respect! It is said that he once circled a piece of land in Jincheng for agricultural research and made outstanding contributions to agriculture.
Shen Xiansong read the program list from top to bottom, then frowned: "The only performing band that performs pure folk music is the Qilin Band?"
The principal nodded immediately: "Yes, nowadays everyone still prefers Western musical instruments such as orchestral music, and folk music cannot enter the international stage."
Shen Xiansong sighed: "Nowadays, the music culture that belongs to China alone is in decline."
The principal was also deeply touched: "Yes, in fact, our school encourages everyone to study folk music. However, the largest number of people apply for the orchestra major every year, and few people take the initiative to apply for folk music. Many folk music students are transferred there."
After the principal finished speaking, he paused and smiled: "But there was one person who was different last year. He had the highest score in our school's admission, and he majored in Guqin. He was the chief performer of the Qilin Band, Yun Yiheng. .”
After he said this, he didn't notice that Shen Xiansong's hand paused slightly, and he subconsciously asked: "Does your surname Yun have anything to do with the Yun family in Jincheng?"
The principal said: "He belongs to the Yun family."
Shen Xiansong fell silent, a trace of nostalgia flashed in her eyes, and her cloudy vision suddenly became a little blurry.
Seeing that Mr. Shen remained silent, the principal didn't know for a moment whether he had said something wrong. He was about to say something when Shen Xiangsong suddenly stood up: "It's almost time, let's go to the scene."
The principal surrounded him, and a large group of people came to the VIP viewing seats.
Shen Xiansong looked at the ticket No. 09 in her hand, found her seat, and then subconsciously looked at the seat No. 10...