Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

The surname Wei can only be associated with Master Wei.

Hearing Lin Wan's reminder, Qin Yu was stunned.

Wei Zihang's surname is indeed Wei, but——

"That man is a well-known gangster around our school." Qin Yu looked away and looked at Lin Wan. "People around the school are afraid of him when they fight."

How could such a person have anything to do with Master Wei?

"Really?" Lin Wan paused, her demeanor didn't look like a gangster.

Qin Yu didn't want Lin Wan to pay too much attention to Qin Ran, "Just the bully of the school. He used to be from the vocational high school next door. Those students are together and do everything. Now they are in the sports class of No. 1 Middle School."

Lin Wan nodded, and finally looked away.

"But Mom, shouldn't sister be at school now?" Qin Yu sorted out the two tickets, then turned her head, and asked in puzzlement, "Why are you here and with someone like Wei Zihang?"

Lin Wan sneered again.

Ning Qing pursed her lips. Originally, she wanted to go to Qin Ran to ask her what was going on, but when she heard these words, she stopped abruptly.

The two checked in.

Qin Yu just looked at Qin Ran and frowned slightly.

Not long after, Xu Yaoguang arrived.

"Something happened," Xu Yaoguang wore a black mask and a black baseball jacket, revealing only a pair of cold eyes, "I've been waiting."

Qin Yu hugged the violin and said it was fine.

The two checked in.

Qin Yu glanced in the direction of the small door again, it was a bit strange that both Qin Ran and Wei Zihang were gone there.

Xu Yaoguang's ticket was on the edge of Ning Qing and the others, and he was wearing a mask, as if he was not close to strangers.

Ning Qing recognized him and nodded to him.

When he saw her, Xu Yaoguang paused, and then called "Aunt Ning".

There was a rare respect in his tone.

Ning Qing was taken aback for a moment. Qin Yu had told her more than once that Xu Yaoguang was the most immovable first grader in the school, and she had a deep memory of Xu Yaoguang.

The other party was a little arrogant, and he didn't talk much on weekdays, but he didn't expect his attitude to be quite good today?

Xu Yaoguang respected Ning Qing, but he was more casual with Lin Wan, and called out casually.

Lin Wan just glanced at him indifferently, and didn't respond or answer.

Not long after, the phone in Xu Yaoguang's pocket rang, and he stretched out his hand to pull on the mask: "I'm going to the bathroom."

Qin Yu stood up and wanted to tell him that the bathroom was outside and that he couldn't go to the backstage bathroom, but Xu Yaoguang left directly.

Qin Yu didn't think too much about him, so he sat back down.

**

Here, Qin Ran and Wei Zihang went directly to the backstage, and the small door here is a dedicated passage for staff.

Wei Zihang is very familiar with this place.

When the two entered, several music masters in the background were testing their hands.

"I heard from the organizer that it's not bad to have a newcomer in the solo performance after this performance." It was a middle-aged man who spoke, and he was the second seat after Wei Lin this time, Dai Ran.

The position of the second seat is not easy for anyone who can climb up.

Especially this kind of large-scale high-end streaming concert.

The others nodded, "She's a girl, she can be talented and spiritual, but she's here for Master Wei."

"Who didn't come here for Master Wei?" Someone laughed.

Dai Ran stood aside, his expression turned cold, and he didn't speak.

He is not as old as Master Wei, and his family background is not bad in everything. Only in this industry, he is always overwhelmed by Wei Lin.

Realizing that something was wrong with the atmosphere, the others shut their mouths and did not dare to say anything.

"Zihang, are you here to find your grandfather?" When the atmosphere was silent, Wei Zihang brought Qinran in, and the teachers pointed in the direction ahead, "He's tuning inside."

"Thank you." Wei Zihang smiled kindly.

The others waved their hands and looked at the girl beside him.

The girl looked a little unfamiliar, seeing her casual attire, she didn't look like she was in the individual competition tonight.

Could it be Wei Zihang's girlfriend?

Everyone in the circle knew that Master Wei's grandson was abducted when he was a child, and he was a douchebag by nature. He heard that he had been staying in the country all the time, and he was reluctant to go back to the capital to go to school.

Hearing the sound, Master Wei from the room had already come out with the violin.

"Ran Ran, you are here," Master Wei blushed and seemed quite happy, "Come in first."

He turned sideways and let the two enter his lounge.

Judging by his attitude, he treats that girl much better than Wei Zihang.

"Master Wei, this is..." One person looked at Qin Ran with a smile.

There have been rumors in the circle that Master Wei has a student he likes, who is still a girl.

But people who know the situation are more or less convinced.

Because I haven't found any female apprentices around Master Wei for so long, if she really has a student she likes, her status will not be comparable to that of ordinary violinists, so why not publicize it to everyone?

"Juniors in the family, come to see my performance." Master Wei's voice was gentle, and his tone of speech was unhurried, without any emotion.

Others didn't suspect it either.

**

inside the house.

Master Wei opened the monitoring platform inside, and he could see the stage and auditorium.

"How about this performance hall?" Master Wei stood in the middle of the room, pointing to the full view of the brilliant performance hall on TV, "Those who can be on this performance stage are recognized by the industry."

This performance hall used to be used by the royal family, and the opening requirements are extremely strict.

The goal of every musician is to hold a personal concert here.

Qin Ran dragged a chair over, supported the back of the chair with one hand, and held a cup in the other. Her eyes were squinted, and her eyelashes were long and drooping slightly, uninhibited and casual.

Some lazily looked at the pages on the TV.

It didn't seem to be ignited by Master Wei's surging blood.

Wei Zihang, on the other hand, was sitting on the table half leaning, looking down at his phone, as if he was sending a message to someone.

Master Wei's tone froze, then he stretched out his right hand, and slapped Wei Zihang's head hard: "What are you here for? Are you here to see my performance?"

Wei Zihang: "..."

"Yes," Wei Zihang looked up, put away his phone, and sighed tiredly, "It's my fault, I should watch your performance seriously and piously."

Completely convinced.

"Ah, Sister Ran," Wei Zihang stuffed the phone back into his pocket, turned his head to look at Qin Ran's expression, then stood up, threw Master Wei's violin to Qin Ran, squinting his phoenix eyes, "Try it? "

Qin Ran looked at the violin in his hand for a moment, and she still looked so carefree.

After a while, she raised her hand and put the cup on the table.

Take the violin.

Qin Ran lowered her head and closed her eyes slightly.

**

Xu Yaoguang came to the backstage with some skill.

He pulled off the mask.

Dai Ran straightened his clothes and came out from the inside. When he saw him, he was taken aback: "Young Master Xu?"

The Xu family is a common surname, and Mr. Xu's reputation is well-known in the capital. Everyone in this circle has a mirror in their hearts, and they remember clearly who can be messed with and who can't be messed with.

"Teacher Dai." Xu Yaoguang likes the violin, and every time there is a big performance, the people here will reserve a ticket for him.

The Dai family also has some contacts with the Xu family.

He wanted to tell Xu Yaoguang more about the upcoming performance, but Dai Ran didn't stay any longer and went to the waiting area ahead of time.

Xu Yaoguang didn't go into the bathroom, but just made a phone call in the backstage corridor.

After the phone call, when he was about to leave, there was a faint sound of a violin in the lounge.

The outer strings are sonorous, the inner strings are low and tactful, with undulating layers, almost cutting open the heart forcefully and hitting the soul directly.

Such music is a hearty event.

I don't know how long it took, but it was enough to make people immersed in it.

With his bare hands still hooked to his mask, Xu Yao wandered around the lounge with fiery eyes.

Not long after, the door at the end of the corridor was opened, and people from the music group poured in, "Hurry up, everyone, Teacher Dai is waiting!"

"Don't forget the musical instruments in everyone's hands."

The opening is a whole ensemble.

Including the music group there are almost a hundred people.

The noisy footsteps interrupted Xu Yaoguang's thoughts.

He stood there looking at a lounge for a long while, and recognized that it belonged to Master Wei. After thinking about it, he decided to leave first.

If I remember correctly, there is monitoring in the background.

Xu Yaoguang returned to his seat, Qin Yu was a little surprised.

The bathroom was still outside, and it took at least fifteen minutes to go back and forth. Xu Yaoguang came back in less than ten minutes.

But it was about to start, so Qin Yu didn't say much.

Their positions are in the middle, and there are four separate rows of VIP positions in the front, which are reserved for some nobles and masters who want to perform solo on stage.

The overhead lights were instantly extinguished, and the opening ensemble began.

**

Those who came to the concert, except for some arty ones, were all knowledgeable people in the industry.

The solos this time are all master-level figures. Even some arty people can get goosebumps all over their bodies. Whether they are happy or sad, they have experienced the five flavors of life.

Especially at the end, Master Wei's finale performance.

He almost showed the peak skills of his life.

Whether it is changing handles, double strings, overtone plucking, or splitting and jumping bows, etc., he is very handy and uses them superbly.

These skills are not only described in terms of talent, but the most important thing is persistent skill practice.

Wei Lin is called a master in the history of the violin. It is not for nothing. His rigor and reverence for the violin is beyond everyone's imagination. For so many years and almost a thousand performances, he has made zero mistakes.

His greatness is only understood by those true violin masters.

The difference between a hall-level master and an ordinary-level tutor is not a little bit.

After Wei Lin finished playing for twenty minutes, the audience was silent for a minute to the applause like a tide.

Qin Ran sat in the leftmost row in the first row. After listening, she rubbed her face and took a deep breath.

The two teachers around me are still discussing.

"Master Wei this time is comparable to the peak moment of country Y last time. After listening to Master Wei, I think I might as well go home and farm."

After the show, everyone left one after another.

Qin Ran pulled the hood of the sweater on her head.

Branch out from the other.

"There are two more new students, this time the organizer pushed them," Wei Zihang followed behind Qin Ran, and said in a low voice, "Let's wait."

"En." Qin Ran lowered her head slightly, not knowing what she was thinking, and her reaction was quite slow.

The two still went out through the small door.

**

In the performance hall, almost everyone has left.

Ning Qing and Lin Wan were left alone. Apart from them, there was another boy's family.

"Look, Yu'er is going to play there later." Ning Qing directly sent the video to Ning Wei, her voice was suppressed and excited.

Hearing the sound, Mu Ying, who had been doing her homework beside her, couldn't help looking this way.

She has been angry for the past few days, and neither Ning Wei nor Mu Nan took the initiative to talk to her, but at this time she took the initiative to lean over.

The video is not the last rehearsal, but the concert scene, no matter from the lighting or special effects, it is incomparable to the last scene.

"The stage is so beautiful," Mu Ying couldn't help but said, paused, and then asked, "Auntie, is second cousin going to be on stage?"

"Hurry up, wait for that boy to finish first, then we'll go to your second cousin." Ning Qing had always been proud of Qin Yu, but now she finally had hope, and she couldn't restrain it.

Lin Wan next to her came out with a mirror, reapplied her lipstick, squinted her eyes, and her eyes were completely contemptuous.

It seems that he has never seen the world.

The first to go on stage is a boy.

Those who were favored by the organizers had obviously good qualifications.

He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, not very young, and his violin playing was more skillful, but his spirituality was not as good as his skill.

But it is obviously a top seedling.

A group of teachers all praised him very much, only Master Wei sat on his exclusive stool, holding a cup, and he, who had seen the world, said unhurriedly: "It's not bad."

To get a compliment from Wei Lin shows that the boy is really good.

Several teachers have already thought about it.

"The next one is a girl named Qin Yu." The teacher who spoke had obviously done her homework. "A girl strongly recommended by the organizer. He said that you must like Master Wei."

Also surnamed Qin?

Still think you must like it?

Master Wei raised his eyebrows, more curious.

Qin Yu came on stage, holding the violin in his hand.

In less than ten seconds, Master Wei seemed to hear something. He threw the cup in his hand on the table, squinted slightly, and looked at Qin Yu coldly.