Vol 5 Chapter 273: 273 senior students (one more)

Chapter 273 Chapter 273
Downstairs, Lu Zhaoying finished handling Lu's affairs and came to Qin Hui.
In this room, Lu Zhaoying and others didn't come here, so I wasn't very curious. I just leaned on the sofa and asked Cheng Ye: "Where is Qin Xiaoye? Why didn't you see her?"
According to this point in the past, Qin Wei should have risen long ago.
Hearing Lu Zhaoying's words, Cheng Min glanced upstairs subconsciously, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I'm going to come out while practicing the violin. I have to go to the Violin Association in the afternoon to have an assessment ..."
Cheng Yi didn't know much about entering the violin association's performance competition, and used an assessment that is often used by M State.
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhaoying was shocked. He sat upright on the sofa: "Assess? Isn't Qin Xiaoying going to play the violin?"
Most people know that Qin Yue is a disciple of Master Wei, but Lu Zhaoying has never heard of Qin Yue playing the violin. At this moment, his spirits are invigorated.
Lu Zhaoying was not very interested in violin recitals, but as soon as he heard that it was Qin Yue, his interest came.
Speaking of them, none of the people present had heard Qin Yue play a violin once.
The two were talking, Qin Yuan went upstairs.
Cheng Mu originally held the kettle and stood on the shelf near the window to watch the shape of the flower pot. When he saw Qin Yue, he immediately lowered the kettle in his hand.
Then she went to the kitchen to wash her hands, and brought out her meals.
Qin Yue yawned, flipping his cell phone, pulling down the chair at the dining table and sitting down, then holding chopsticks to start eating slowly.
"What time is it?" Cheng Yan leaned on the sofa and asked.
"Let's finish it." Qin drank the straw and drank the milk, squinting.
The assessment starts at 9 am. Although it is only 7 o'clock, there are still a series of procedures to be done earlier.

At half past eight, Cheng Yan, Qin Yan and others have stopped at the entrance of the Violin Association.
Wen Yin had called Qin Hui to ask her what she would do when she was waiting for a few people while standing in the parking lot.
"Mr. Wen." Qin Yue spoke politely to Wen Yin.
"Ms. Qin, come with me." Although Qin Yun called himself to hear the teacher, but he did not dare to enlighten him. After all, this was Master Wei's apprentice.
Qin Wei's name was reported to Master Wei the night before, and he was in a hurry. Many personal procedures were not completed.
Wen Yin first took Qin Hui to the data collection room.
Cheng Ye stopped at the door, and the phone in his pocket rang. He stopped at the door and answered the phone in a low voice.
However, the door has a good view and can see the situation inside.
The caller is Mr. Cheng.
"Zhou Shan made several phone calls to me," on the other end of the phone, Father Cheng stood under the antique cloister and fiddled with a parrot. "Have you decided which school?"
Beijing is also able to enter the world rankings with Beijing University and A University.
Beijing University, in particular, has risen rapidly in recent years.
Leaning against the door frame, Cheng Yan raised his eyebrows casually: "Don't you know that already? Beijing University."
He could only repeat it once.
"Oh, that's it, I know." Father Cheng got the answer and didn't hang up immediately. After a while, he said, "Your sister came back last night and asked where you are."
"I see," Cheng Yan glanced at the information collection room. "Hang up first, there's something else over here."
He said to Father Cheng that he cut off the phone.
Here is Mr. Cheng. He finished calling Cheng Ye.
Did not speak.
Zhou Shan, who was standing not far from him, helped him run a leg and took the bird food. "Cheng Lao, do you say a word? Classmate Qin Yan chose A big?"
He ran a leg for Mr. Cheng from yesterday, and until today, Mr. Cheng relaxed and helped him find out.
Looking at Mr. Cheng's expression of silence, Zhou Shan once again wanted to strangle himself with Mr. Cheng a few days ago.
"That's not true." Father Cheng glanced at the bird food.
Zhou Shan immediately passed over the dog's legs: "You use it."
Mr. Cheng grabbed a few grains of bird food and fed them to the parrot. Then he slowly said, "She chose Beijing University."
"Really?" Zhou Shan's eyes lit up, and the whole person's breath disappeared. "Then I'll go back and adjust the file ... bird food, Cheng Lao, you use it, you use it ..."
Not far away, two Cheng stewards who brought tea over: "..."

At the moment Qin Wei was still in the collection room of the Violin Association.
The data collection room is not large, and there are five computer desks in total. The left side is separated by glass to see the rows of data. The right is the computer desk, and the right is the portrait collection point. There are professional video cameras. Equipment, fingerprint admission instrument and a computer.
Seeing Wen Yin coming in, the person in the data collection room immediately stood up and said, "Director Wen."
Wen Yin is a master of Wei. He was also the chairman of other provincial associations. Once he took over the power, everyone in the violin association knew that Wen Yin was famous.
Compared with other departments of the smaller violin association, the data collection office is a small place that cannot be smaller.
These people also find it difficult to see pedestrians like Wen Yin and Master Wei on weekdays.
Seeing it at this time is unavoidably surprised.
"Ms. Qin, come and collect the information," Wen Yin said hello to the people in the data collection room before looking at Qin Yun, "Take an electronic photo, and then take a fingerprint."
The people in the data collection room immediately got ready to work, sat in front of the computer, recorded electronic photos of Qin Yi, and opened the association's information entry network.
"Director Wen, did you come to join the conference today?" The person who recorded the information asked after opening the webpage.
After hearing the sound of "um", the entry personnel opened the general information collection page.
There are a lot of people who want to join the show today, but not many people who can successfully join the association and can be seen by teachers.
Those who came to participate in the exhibition had already registered their names and recorded the data half a month ago. If they did not successfully pass the exhibition, they would be wiped out by the general information network directly.
Wen Yin has been in Beijing for more than half a year. Naturally, she also knows the grading method here, and directs the entry personnel to cross off the general information entry.
Let him open a senior student above.
Seeing Wen Yin pointing at the "advanced student" on the computer screen, the information entry was startled, but it was opened quickly.
Wen Yin handed a printed form to the information entry staff.
The entry staff collected Qin Yun's fingerprints and electronic photos, and then began to fill out the form information.
"You fill in slowly, I will take Miss Qin to the performance hall." Wen Yinchao nodded and took Qin Hui away.
After they left, other people in the office came around.
"Senior student? Who is this?" The group looked at each other, watching only the person who recorded the information and filled in Qin's information.
Become a senior member without participating in today's show.

At nearly nine o'clock, Wen Yin took Qin Hui backstage and handed her a grade, 17.
"Ms. Qin, this is your number plate for the show, randomly selected."
Qin Yue took it, glanced at it, and then stopped at his waist and walked two steps inside.
Lu Zhaoying reached out and patted her shoulder. "Come on."
Qin Yue raised an eyebrow.
Wen Yin reminded Qin Hui a few more notes, and then turned to look at Cheng Yi and Lu Zhaoying and others: "Cheng Shao, you come to the stand with me."
Today's exhibition match is an internal match, and parents can watch it.
Wen Yin knew Cheng Cheng and others would come, leaving them a second row of internal staff positions.
Cheng Mu and Lu Zhaoying both walked inside, Cheng Yan was sitting on the edge.
The first row is the position of the seven teachers.
These seven teachers are all old members of the association, and several are rating teachers.
After each exhibition match, seven teachers will give corresponding scores. As long as more than half of the people agree to join the association, the student can successfully join the association.
Six teachers have seated six people, and there is a seat on the far left for Wen Yin.
These six people are discussing with each other which members of this year's new members are more prominent. When they saw Wen Yin coming, they all stood up, "Director Wen."
"Director Wen, how can you come to see this rating?" Wen Yin is definitely a strong figure in the association.
Generally, it directly manages the assessment of senior students, or is responsible for other things.
This entry-level rating made him come over, and he was a bit suspicious of killing a chicken with a bull knife, which was really very surprising.
"I'll take a look at the quality of the students this year." Wen Yin laughed softly.
The assessment has not officially started yet. A teacher took a look at the list of appearance order and laughed: "There are indeed a few seedlings this year, No. 6 and No. 9, I think there may be four levels. These two should be several The object of competition for apprentices is that Director Wen has no intention of accepting apprentices. If you want to accept apprentices, you do not need to grab them. "
Just one, Wen Yin is a celebrity under Master Wei. These students know how to choose.
Wen Yin sat down, took the pen, smiled, "Not necessarily."
"what?"
"Not necessarily the 6th and the 9th." Wen Yin looked at the eye.
The number of those who can come to the Association to participate in the exhibition competition is determined after a series of selections. The minimum registration standards are amateur ninth grade.
Therefore, the information in the hands of teachers contains the general situation of each person.
It can be heard that the other teachers said that each other's teachers looked at each other, not necessarily No. 6 and No. 9 ...
Who else can that be?

Good morning ~
(End of this chapter)