Chapter 8: Goodbye Two Thousand Yuan, Two Thousand Yuan
Qin Jian was a little confused or confused at this moment.
In my impression, Lu Desheng has never had a shining silver front tooth, just like the exam he just announced tomorrow afternoon.
After searching every corner of his mind, Qin Jian couldn't find any memory about this exam.
Could it be that the butterfly effect caused by his own rebirth changed the trajectory of the original world line?
The name Lin Jiahui is no stranger to Qin Jian. He was his absolute idol when he was a child.
A representative figure in the music field of Nanshi, a Chinese piano master who was active internationally in his early years, later returned to Nanshi to teach. In the past ten years, he has cultivated a large number of outstanding musical talents and made great contributions to the development of music education in his hometown.
Outstanding contribution.
The only time the two came into contact was at an international piano event held in Yanjing after Qin Jian graduated from university.
Therefore, if the old man's arrival tomorrow had happened in his previous life, Qin Jian would not have had any impression.
That is to say, this is a new event.
"Hey, I feel like I don't have enough brain cells again."
However, regardless of Mr. Lin, tomorrow's exam seems to be an excellent opportunity for me.
For a professional examination like this, every student besides the judges present will be present, so there are about 50 people in the entire examination site.
Although I can't play the exam repertoire now, I still have medicine.
The Luthier Pills in the backpack can be put to use tomorrow. Not only can you cope with the exam, but you can also earn a lot of admiration points.
"Qin Jian, Qin Jian."
Feeling a pull on his arm, Qin Jian came out of his thoughts.
"Look over there." Fatty whispered secretly.
Following the direction of the fat man's mouth, Wu Xinxin was lying on the table, her body twitching up and down from time to time.
"Brother Jian, what's wrong with her?"
"How do I know?" Qin Jian narrowed his eyes.
"Don't you like her?"
"...Get out of here."
"You are a fickle man, you have become so indifferent in just a few days."
"You know shit."
"Okay, Qin Jian, you can do it."
Looking at Wu Xinxin's thin back, Qin Jian felt a little blocked for some reason.
Boer's evening self-study lasts until nine o'clock, and the time after nine o'clock is a rare leisure time for art candidates every day.
After the evening self-study, the 416 duo returned to the dormitory. The fat man kicked off his shoes and ran to bed.
Qin Jian was busy cleaning up the dormitory. It was hard to imagine how he had survived in such a harsh environment.
At 10:30, the lights in the dormitory are turned off on time.
After washing up, Qin Jian went to bed. After a long night of sleeplessness and a busy day, he quickly fell asleep.
During this period, the fat man called him several times, but he did not wake him up.
A quick night.
At 7 o'clock the next morning, the bell rang again in the corridor.
Qin Jian slowly opened his eyes, looked at the poster of Captain Teemo above his head and sat up suddenly.
After looking around in horror, he breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the pillow again.
"You still have to adapt."
Qin Jian glanced at the numbers on the tattoo on his hand, then opened the panel and glanced at it. A whole day had passed, and there were still 24 points of worship left, and there were no other changes in the space.
At 7:15, Qin Jian had finished dressing. After refusing the request to accompany Fatty to the cafeteria to eat steamed buns, Qin Jian scurried to Qinfang Building.
At this time, many students had already come to the piano room. Before they even reached the second floor, dense sounds of various musical instruments and human voices were floating in the entire corridor.
Qin Jian came to the piano room and reviewed the scales he practiced yesterday several times.
"I feel pretty good. The flexibility of my fingers is much better than yesterday."
continue.
After two hours of solid practice, I gained two more experience points, plus 15,820 gold coins.
I thought I would only earn 10,000 yuan in a month after working so hard, but now I can do it with just a few clicks.
The world has changed.
After a short break, Qin Jian continued to open Chris's piano guide and read.
"...If your hearing ability doesn't improve, then you won't make a breakthrough in polishing your sound."
“If a pianist doesn’t learn how to listen attentively to every note he plays on the piano, it will be impossible to interpret the essence of the music.”
Regarding this point, it seems to be true. How to listen to your own piano sound is an advanced course to improve the tone.
I seemed to have focused more on how to play more repertoire and learn more difficult playing skills.
It’s no wonder that later on, no matter what I played or how I practiced, I almost never made any progress. It turned out that I didn’t find the right direction at the very beginning.
In fact, this cannot be entirely blamed on Qin Jian. Habits and conceptual things were developed and established during the childhood of piano. Therefore, the importance of a good teacher in the enlightenment stage can be imagined.
Speaking of the enlightenment teacher, a serious face emerged in Qin Jian's mind. He will go back to see you after finishing this period.
"Didi-di-di-di, di-di-di-di"
The phone rang and it was Fatty again. Doesn't this guy know how to practice the flute seriously?
Qin Jian clicked on hands-free.
"Hey, is it Brother Jian?"
The fat man's mysterious voice, deliberately lowered, came from the phone.
"No, goodbye."
"Hey, wait a minute, Wu Xinxin lost her bank card yesterday. It's at the Agricultural Bank of China ATM at the school gate." The fat man said eagerly.
Qin Jian's heart skipped a beat, "What then?"
"I heard from Chen Hong that Wu Xinxin's living expenses for this month are all in the bank card. It seems that the card was not pulled out after withdrawing the money yesterday. If someone withdraws it, it will be a big gain."
“Her living expenses are all in her bank card??”
Why are there only more than 120 yuan left? This is the beginning of the month.
"Yes, do you think you are in a hurry?"
"What next?" Qin Jian asked immediately.
"Didn't you also go to withdraw money yesterday? She also went to study in the evening, so I wanted to ask you."
Qin Jian struggled for a while, but decided not to tell the fat man the truth.
"I have no idea."
"Okay, Brother Jian, I understand." After a short silence, the fat man asked again: "Don't you care at all?"
The other party's sudden serious tone made Qin Jian feel a little confused for a moment.
Just when Qin Jian's mind was confused, the fat man's playful voice came over the phone again: "Don't worry, my buddy will take care of this for you. You can practice the piano with peace of mind. Afterwards, I will have two boxes of Yellow Crane Tower and a meal of cfk. That's it."
Come on, bye!"
…
Qin Jian held the hung up cell phone and didn't know what expression to make.
I put my hands on the piano and played for a while, and then opened the piano guide and read for a while, but no matter what I did, I couldn't calm down, and it felt like something was tugging at my heart.
Not wanting to sit here anymore, Qin Jian left the piano room and deceived the security guard on the pretext of going to buy medicine outside the school. Based on his impression, he went to another ATM a little further away from the school and withdrew another 2,000 from his bank card.
dollars.
I transferred it according to Wu Xinxin’s bank card number.
"Why."
In any case, the other party can be regarded as his ex-girlfriend...
Qin Jian knew nothing about this girl, what kind of family she had, what her hobbies were, who her favorite celebrities were, etc.
During my brief interaction with the other person in my previous life, the only impression I had was that the other person seemed to like eating roasted sweet potatoes.
But such a girl would always affect his emotions in some details, such as what the fat man told him just now.
Taking out the card, Qin Jian quickly returned to the school gate and arrived at the door of the Agricultural Bank of China teller machine last night. He looked around, then pretended to be passing by casually, flew the card out from under his sleeve, and landed in the grass beside him.
.
I returned to the piano room again, took out my mobile phone and found Fatty’s PP avatar, clicked on the dialog box and started editing.
Let it go: Fatty, ask them to look for it near the teller machine again. I seem to have an impression that there was a green card stuck on the ground when I passed by the lawn when I took out the money yesterday.
300-pound smile: OK!!! Brother, go now!
ten minutes later.
Qin Jian's phone vibrated.
He picked up his phone and opened the screen. A photo of a green bank card lying on the grass came into view, and Qin Jian felt relieved.
Then there is another message
Three hundred catties of smile: Waiting to see my brother's operation, remember my feast.
Looking at the fat man's mean avatar, Qin Jian suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and started typing on the screen.
Let it go: Fatty, Lao Lu has just checked the piano room.
A three-hundred-pound smile: Oh, what's going on?
Three hundred pounds of smile: Tell him I went to the toilet!