Endured it for a while.
Arne suffocated a sentence, "It's me who is troubled. This will add to him."
"Just find out where you are."
Pei Yunge laughed lazily, and quickly hung up the phone.
This made Arne angry.
"This YUN! It's so young and frivolous!!"
Jin Zhiheng drank a sip of tea in silence, "But people are talented."
"What about talent, she is like..."
Before Arne finished speaking, Jin Zhi-hyung suddenly paused, put the teacup heavily on the table, and stretched his head closer to the computer.
It's like wanting to see how old 107 plays.
"What are you doing?" Arne was startled by his behavior, and quickly turned to ask.
"Let's see how he plays..."
At the beginning, Jin Zhiheng also felt that YUN's personal preferences were a bit strange, why he fell in love with such an ordinary old man.
But it didn't take long before he discovered something was wrong.
"Look at the movements of his fingers and elbows when he is playing... Also, in this bar just now... it seems that there are almost two or three hundred notes." Jin Zhiheng was completely blank.
At first, he just felt that the composition and style were very mediocre. Even...not pleasing.
But now if you listen carefully, it is an original score that is extremely difficult to play. Moreover, there is a relatively strong emotional influence.
Arne's face changed, but he didn't expect that this was the one that was almost missed.
But soon.
He still disdains, "They are all so old, what's the use of the music association?
Besides, we still need to listen carefully to this song before we find the difference. What about ordinary listeners? "
...
Pei Yunge is very interested in this score, but maybe it needs to be refined because of the different style.
She wrote for about twenty minutes, and just found out the old man's mailbox, when she was about to send it, she paused.
After a while.
At the end, Pei Yunge typed another paragraph.
[The score is very good, looking forward to the next round. 】
After typing, she turned off the computer after sending.
And this time.
Bo family.
The atmosphere is exceptionally weird.
Bo Xiuchen glanced at the poor father and mother, and said.
"Grandpa likes it, so let him do it."
When Mr. Bo was young, he was not allowed to study music because he was the only heir in the family.
But now there is someone in the family who manages the company, and the old man can do whatever he wants.
"Are we not letting him do it now?"
Father Bo's face became darker, "Your grandfather heard from others that the person who was promoted in the second round of the Music Association has received the news. He has not yet.
Now the old man is fishing and thinking about life. "
At first he didn't agree with Mr. Bo to go, because he was afraid that Mr. Bo would not be able to advance, and he was so sad that he could not eat for several days.
But now it's alright, what's the fear?
"Can't the Music Association spend money to buy it?" Bo Xiuchen frowned.
The complexion of thin father and mother changed.
But soon, Mother Bo looked upstairs cautiously and dared to speak softly when she saw that there was no movement.
"Mom has been looking for a relationship. The Mr. Jin who is in charge of recruiting is my old classmate. But no matter what, people refuse to open the back door."
Bo Xiuchen was silent for a moment, "Where are the other responsible persons?"
"One of them is from country B. It is said that they have more opinions on the older age, and it doesn't work."
Mother Bo thought for a while, then said, "There is one more, the main person in charge belongs to our country."
Bo Xiuchen looked at her, "Who is it?"
(End of this chapter)
