Qin Jian took the lead in shaking his head to recover from the shock, pulled out the books on the shelf, and turned around again, "Do you know me?"
Couldn't the other party be the fans he accumulated in Fanhua Lane?
"You, you, you are that one, Qin Jian!!!"
Qin Jian? It seems that he is not a fan of his.
But how did the other party know me?
I have the impression that my circle of friends used to be full of truth-telling boys like Fatty. Where could I have seen such a guy...a born crossdresser...
"Do you know me?" Qin Jian asked again.
"Nonsense, how could I not know you?" The young man stretched out his bandaged arm and slowly walked towards Qin Jian step by step.
"How do you know me?" Facing the other party's suddenly unfriendly tone, Qin Jian felt a little confused, "Is there any misunderstanding between us?"
"Misunderstanding?" The young man looked up at Qin Jian, who was half a head taller than him, and said angrily, "You took away my spot!!"
"Did I steal your spot?" Qin Jian was even more confused.
"That was supposed to be mine!" The young man's mood became even more unstable.
Seeing the other party's reaction, Qin Jian narrowed his eyes and began to grasp the key points in his mind.
Judging from the fact that the other person reached out to this book at the same time as myself, the other person is probably also a piano player.
Judging from the opponent's bandaged arm, he must have suffered a recent trauma.
I haven't been back for a long time, I have only been in and out of school and Fanhua Alley, but the other party can call me by my real name through my appearance. This not only means that the other party has seen me, but also rules out the possibility of being in Fanhua Alley.
.
Then only schools are left. Schools? Places?
Putting all the circumstances together, there seems to be only one possibility.
Vaguely, Qin Jian felt that he probably understood.
The quota the other party mentioned should be the quota for the Huayun Youth Music Skills Competition.
Moreover, the other party can clearly recognize that he has replaced the other party's place, which shows that from the other party's perspective, the ins and outs of the whole matter are clear.
So where did the quota that originally belonged to the opponent come from?
Qin Jian frowned. Could it be that he was also Mr. Lin?
"What's your relationship with Dean Lin?" Qin Jian asked tentatively.
"Do you understand?" Seeing Qin Jian's reaction, the young man raised a hint of pride on his lips.
It seems that my guess is correct.
Mr. Lin should have told him the whole thing. He probably also watched the video of his exam.
Damn it, it turns out that I was forced to participate in this competition because of this pretty boy in front of me.
It's really unlucky that you can encounter this kind of thing every time you go to the library, but depending on the other party's attitude, it might be better to take this opportunity to speak clearly to avoid any trouble in the future.
Qin Jian stretched out his hand in front of his chest and made a downward movement, looked at the other person and said sincerely: "I sympathize with your experience, but whether you believe it or not, in fact I am not willing to participate in this competition."
But to the other party, these words undoubtedly sounded like a mockery of someone who was getting an advantage and being nice.
"You don't want to?!" The young man looked like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on, and immediately became anxious, "Why don't you want to?"
"What reason do I have to be willing?" Qin Jian finished speaking and was about to leave, unable to communicate with such a giant baby who was spoiled by the environment he grew up in.
Same as mentally retarded.
"Yes, I know it will be embarrassing if I go, so it makes sense why I don't want to go."
When Qin Jian was halfway there, the other party's unflattering words suddenly sounded behind him, and he slowly stopped.
I thought he was just mentally retarded at first, but now it seems he is still mentally retarded.
Qin Jian turned around, looked at the other party's arrogant expression, and grinned: "The quota you are talking about refers to the piano quota for participating in the skills competition?"
"nonsense."
"Okay, so you understand the whole process, right?"
"nonsense."
A brief silence.
"good."
A short and crisp sound.
"Since you don't want to listen to nonsense, then I won't talk nonsense."
Qin Jian put the book in his hand on the bookshelf beside him, and then raised his fingers.
"First, do you know the importance of this competition to each region?"
"I know this better than you." The young man still looked proud.
"Second, the piano quota in the province was originally yours, right?"
"Of course it's mine."
"Third, your arm is injured so you can't participate in the game, right?"
"Otherwise you thought it would be your turn?"
"Fourth, is it because of me that your arm is like this?"
"That's not true." At this time, the young man's momentum weakened a little.
"It doesn't mean that, I ask you, is it true?" Qin Jian's tone gradually became colder, and his speaking speed also slowed down a lot.
"No, it's not. Why are you being so mean?" The young man raised his face and looked arrogant, as if he had been wronged in some way.
"Your arms are broken and your ears can't be used anymore?!" Qin Jian suddenly roared.
The young man was so frightened that he took two steps back. A flash of fear suddenly flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that the other person, who had always been calm, would suddenly get angry and look quite scary. After being scolded, he sobered up a little.
Qin Jian walked towards the boy step by step, but ignored the change in his expression and put a smile on his lips again, "Is it because of me that your arm is like this?"
"No." The young man said, but his eyes were still full of dissatisfaction.
"oh."
Qin Jian nodded, then leaned into the other person's ear and said softly: "Then listen, you don't even have the ability to protect your hands before such an important competition. Think about it if
It’s really because of your personal reasons that the piano quota in our province was finally vacant, wouldn’t you feel that you have done a very disgraceful thing?”
"And I made up for your vacancy, and from a certain point of view I helped you such a big favor. You just don't want to thank me, but you still complain like a bitch and accuse me?" Qin Jian patted the other party.
His face said, "Don't you think you should apologize for your behavior just now?"
The young man swallowed, and the fear in his heart finally defeated his pride.
"Yes...I'm sorry..."
"It doesn't matter."
…
"goodbye."
…
Education is not a thing, but lack of education is definitely not a good thing.
After leaving the library, Qin Jian reached out and stopped a taxi.
Carrying five books on my back, I returned to my den in the Shui Mo Garden with satisfaction.
…
After entering the room and going directly to the piano, Qin Jian spread out five books and placed them in front of his eyes.
When I saw the quaint book cover on the far left, the scene in the library just now came to my mind.
Isn't it a bit too much for me? Although the other tutor is a bit bad, he is still a minor.
Moreover, reading between the lines of the other party's words, it should be related to Mr. Lin. Is this a disguised form of causing trouble to Mr. Lin?
It has nothing to do with the participation quota. Qin Jian really doesn't care about this quota, but no matter what, the old man has taken care of him in his previous life.
Qin Jian didn't want to cause trouble to the old man.
trouble.
forget about it.
Qin Jian recovered his thoughts and adjusted his state.
Picked up the first book "The Development of Religious Music"......
…
It is absolutely true that reading and using it make progress.
Three hours had passed since he returned to the present, and Qin Jian felt that the source of his knowledge had been replenished again.
But there is still no clue about the final issue involved in the intelligence.
Qin Jian was thinking whether his direction was wrong.
What does that seemingly simple question at the end mean?
Suppose the answer is musician a.
Musician A touched heaven with the piano.
So what benefits does this have for you?
Is it possible that I can master some knowledge and abilities related to musician A?
Headache.
Qin Jian gave up thinking and lay down on the bed.
The familiar fragrance coming from the pillow made Qin Jian slowly close his eyes.