Lu Xinnuan thought that he could just use it as he pleased, but he didn't think so much.
She doesn't even know who the composer is, how can she get authorization?
Xu Jing didn't intend to say anything to Lu Xinnuan, picked up the earphones on the side, and finally reminded him.
"The music festival is a grand event in the music circle. People in the circle pay special attention to copyright. If you want to save trouble, you can use it. So many professionals are staring, I can't save you."
"I see, teacher." Lu Xinnuan was so scared that she nodded again and again. She didn't dare to slacken in a big event like the music festival and seek her own death.
"Teacher, do you know who the author of this piece is? How can I contact him?"
"I don't know the details. If you can contact Miss Shen Yixin from the Shen family, you might still have a chance."
After Xu Jing finished speaking, she lowered her head to study the music score in her hand.
Does not intend to help.
After all, the relationship between him and Xu Huaiyin was the same, and he didn't get in touch easily, and it was impossible to use his personal connections for Lu Xinnuan as a student.
Lu Xinnuan bit her lip in disappointment, "Teacher, do you have Miss Shen's contact information?"
"My family and the Shen family are not the same faction, I don't know."
"Oh oh."
Lu Xinnuan chose her favorite tune, but without authorization, she could not sing at the festival.
The first to bear the brunt is to contact Ms. Shen Yixin.
But, how can she get the phone number of the family lady in such a way?
Lu Xinnuan left the karaoke room with great heart. Before leaving, Xu Jing asked her to take the gift back.
Lu Xinnuan felt depressed, walking on the campus of Beijing University, and lost his previous mood.
At the end of June, the school has not yet closed.
When she shuttled through the crowd, when she looked up at the road, she suddenly saw the familiar figure again.
Uncle?
Lu Xinnuan almost subconsciously hid directly behind a big tree.
When she saw Fu Yu looking towards her, she drew up nervously.
When I saw that face for the second time, Lu Xinnuan was very sure that this was his younger uncle Fu Yu. Even more bizarre is that she actually met Fu Yu again and again, what does this mean?
Lu Xinnuan knows that she is no longer an ordinary person. She has officially made her debut on the stage of "The Voice of the Most", and she is considered an official singer.
It's just that the popularity hasn't risen yet, so I don't have to pretend myself that much.
But... passers-by don't know themselves, doesn't it mean that relatives don't know?
The current relatives in the family, who doesn't want to court her?
She didn't want to worry about how good Fu Yu's eyes were. She just wanted to know if Fu Yu had been following her all the time? !
Otherwise, how could he appear in her school by coincidence?
Lu Xinnuan couldn't think of any more reasons. She herself was worried about the song, and it was even more upset when Fu Yu was chased to campus.
After hiding for a while, he dared to walk out from behind the tree when Fu Yu walked away.
She picked up the phone and called Fu Man.
"Mom, I saw your brother on the campus of Beijing University!"
Fu Man listened to her daughter's furious voice, and ignored her name for Fu Yu with a gun and a stick. He only cared: "Why did he go there?"
"How did I know! Mom, tell your auntie clearly not to divulge my information casually, in case you encounter some superb relatives, it will be bad for my acting career..."
"Good, good, mom knows."
Fu Man hurriedly coaxed her little daughter and whispered in her heart.
People who hadn't been in contact all the year round suddenly appeared by her side. She was also met twice by the little girl. If it were a coincidence, she really didn't believe it.
Fu Yu had an appointment with An Yanhui, the dean of the Art Department of Beijing University.
An Yanhui looked at the man who is now able to move freely and with a vigorous spirit. He grumbled and said with regret: "It's a pity, if only healed it sooner."
They have natural expressions and familiar attitudes when they speak, and they seem to have a good relationship.
Fu Yu waved his hand, "Nothing to regret."
"It's not a pity, you are talented in the piano field. I was very optimistic about you when I enrolled students, but you gave up because of your eyes..."
Because Fu Yu is a lawyer, he regularly maintains school pianos, and has not broken contact with An Yanhui over the years.
An Yanhui always expresses such emotion every time he sees Fu Yu.
Of course, the same is true for the professors and teachers at National Taiwan University.
I met by chance, and then I kept in touch because of work. It was a pity that everyone was taking Fu Yu's place.
Fu Yu himself didn't think there was anything. He was full of two things now, and he didn't think so much about his future development.
"Dean An, I also want to ask you about something this time."
"You said, I will definitely help with your affairs."
Fu Yu laughed, "Do you know Milu?"
"..."
An Yanhui was at a loss for words, "This is hard for me. There are not many people who know the name of Milu, and he is so mysterious, I don't know. However, I will pay attention to help you ask."
Fu Yu knew that it was not so easy to find out Milu's identity, and nodded. Turning his head to see the stacks of delicate envelopes on An Yanhui's desk.
"Admission notice?" Fu Yu picked up an envelope casually.
"Yes, someone from the admissions office took it over for verification."
When Fu Yu put the envelope back, he was suddenly attracted by the second envelope.
He slowly stared at the name "Lu Xin Nuan" on the envelope, thinking for a while before a fuzzy face appeared in his mind.
"Fu Yu, do you know him?"
Fu Yu came back to his senses and smiled faintly, "I'll just take a look."
An Yanhui didn't believe it, so he kept an eye on it and wrote down the name.
By coincidence, someone knocked on the door in the office, and An Yanhui stood up immediately, "It should be the teacher from the History Department who came over, don't you have something you want him to see?"
The History Department of Beijing University is the most famous in the country.
Therefore, Fu Yu came here specially.
Fu Yu followed, and the three people exchanged greetings.
"Mr. Fu, what do you want me to see?" the history teacher asked.
Fu Yu carefully took out a pen from his pocket. This fountain pen looks very old, and the style is also very old. It was carefully packed in a ziplock bag by Fu Yu, and it didn't wear any more.
He handed it over and said solemnly: "Teacher, please help me look at the pattern on this pen. I don't quite understand it, it looks like a sign of an organization..."
The teacher in the history department studied the pen over and over again, pushing the glasses and thinking for a long time.
"The pen is an ordinary fountain pen, and the key lies in the pattern. If I remember correctly, this seems to be the emblem of the Jinjing Academy of Life Sciences..."
"Are you sure?" Fu Yu was anxious.
The history teacher immediately took out his mobile phone and searched it on the Internet, "Look, this is it? But this is the old school emblem. It hasn't been used for many years. It's normal if you don't know.
The teacher sighed with emotion, "Mr. Fu, you still have a pen from so many years ago. These are all old things!"
"School of Life Sciences..."
Fu Yu kept saying the name in his mouth, staying quietly, lost in consciousness.
