Author: Meow and Aow

Sit in the private room until the entire fighting session is over.

Lao Xu couldn't wait to pull the two of them out of the private room, preparing to have a seafood dinner to celebrate.

Then they met Dai Liran and Sun Qizheng who were coming out of the opposite bakery.

At this moment, both sides looked stunned.

Just when Dai Liran was a little embarrassed and wanted to say hello first, Mr. Sun, who had been a little distracted since Dou Qu was defeated, his eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Yu Hai.

As if he was seeing a rare treasure, his thin body quickly walked two steps to Yu Hai, grabbed his right hand and said: "Are you little friend Jingluo? Hello, I am Sun Qizheng."

Although he had never seen him before, he appeared here with Xinhai's supervisor and Qu's father. He couldn't think of anyone else besides Whale Luo, who had just caused him a tragic defeat.

Although, when he saw the person, he couldn't believe how young he was.

Uh, I don’t know him!

Yu Hai nodded in embarrassment and said, "I'm Whale Luo, hello!"

Sun Qizheng's face turned slightly red and his tone was slightly excited: "What a talented person from generation to generation! I was deeply shocked by your "Little Knife Club Overture". I didn't expect that there is a genius like you who is proficient in folk music among young people. I think we can

Let’s have a good exchange…”

Xu Nanshan was listening to this conversation, and the more he listened, the more uncomfortable he became, and alarm bells started ringing in his heart.

F*ck, this old guy doesn’t have moral integrity and actually poached a corner in front of him, the head of Xinhai’s composition department?!

He immediately glared at Dai Liran, who also had a look of surprise on his face. He squeezed his body between Yu Hai and Sun Qizheng very flexibly, raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Mr. Sun's love for talents is my fault."

I admire you very much. We at Whale Luo still have a lot to learn. But it’s getting late now and everyone is hungry. We are about to go out for dinner and celebrate by the way. Are you two interested in joining us?"

Sun Qizheng subconsciously wanted to agree, but before he could speak, Dai Liran decisively refused with a dark face after hearing this: "No need. We have already booked a place."

Just kidding, how could he have a celebratory banquet with the victors? Celebrating his defeat?

Being rejected was already expected, and Xu Nanshan did not want to celebrate with his opponent.

It looks disturbing!

"Then let's talk another day!" He turned around without any hesitation, took Yu Hai's arm and walked out: "I won't disturb you two, let's go first."

Behind him, Sun Qizheng could only watch helplessly as Whale Luo was being pulled, and it was too late to even find out how to contact him.

Yu Hai was pulled by Lao Xu and could only turn around and smile apologetically at Sun Qizheng.

He could see that the little old man's eyes were really shining when he looked at him, and he obviously really had a love for talents.

His tone of voice was sincere, and he really wanted to communicate with him.

His behavior and look showed that he didn't care too much about winning or losing in this battle. On the contrary, he was very surprised that Yu Hai could write such a song.

He really loves folk music.

If you have time, you can ask this lovely old man for advice.

Xu Nanshan did order a sumptuous table of seafood in advance to reward Yu Hai.

"Starting tomorrow is the music exhibition session. Are you planning to go to any concert hall to listen to the concert?"

The music exhibition of the Music Exhibition will be held in more than 100 concert halls across the country. Each concert hall will cycle through more than 100 gold medal composers affiliated with the company in the form of a concert of more than one hour each.

There are about two thousand musical works in total.

During the fifteen-day music exhibition, the twenty most popular songs will eventually be selected.

The companies whose songs are ranked in the top ten will receive first-round draft picks, and companies ranked ten to twenty will receive second-round draft picks.

Lin Wenze said directly: "Go and listen to Xiaoluo's music! In which concert hall is Xiaoluo's music exhibited?"

Xu Nanshan took out his mobile phone and looked through the photo album to find the exhibition arrangement form he had taken before. He looked at it carefully and said: "The Fanhua Concert Hall in Yucheng, the Dawutong Concert Hall in Jincheng and the Agarwood Concert Hall in Chaocheng will take turns.

Exhibition. It’s the last five days in Yucheng.”

Lin Wenze thought for a moment and said, "Then let's go back to Yucheng. We can also take a rest."

Although we were staying in a hotel outside and didn't have to worry too much, everyone still felt that it was more comfortable to stay at home.

Everyone has no opinion on this decision.

So, the three of us booked flights directly and flew home the next day.

On Tuesday, Yu Hai returned to school to cancel his vacation and continue classes.

For two consecutive weeks, he was content to be a student until another Friday afternoon. He and his classmates made an appointment to go to the largest concert hall in Yucheng, Fanhua Concert Hall.

Originally, Yu Hai planned to listen to it together with Lin Wenze and others. However, Lin Wenze felt that there would be too many listeners on Friday and didn't like it, so he made an appointment with Tian Lan and others to listen on Thursday.

After coming back, Tian Lan's fancy compliments made Yu Hai a little bit overwhelmed.

Only then did he remember that Lao Xu seemed to have mentioned that Tian Lan had always wanted to write a novel, but he didn't know if he had used all the gorgeous vocabulary he had reserved on him.

Yu Hai's classes were full on Thursdays this semester. As a student, he was embarrassed to ask for leave just to attend a concert, so he didn't go with him.

It just happened that some male classmates in the class asked him to go to a concert on Friday, and he agreed.

After checking in, I sat at the back with a few classmates, and could barely see the faces of the performers on the stage.

It was still some time before the performance officially started. They were talking quietly while flipping through the program brochure sent to them by the concert hall in advance.

The program book lists the titles and basic introductions of the pieces that will be performed.

Of course, in order to prevent future voting from being affected, the composer information has been withheld.

"I heard that our school's violin goddess will appear in this concert!"

"This music exhibition itself is a stage for these new talents to showcase. Isn't it normal for Goddess Chen to appear on stage?"

"I'm not surprised that Lu Yuwei was selected to perform, but I heard that the music she was responsible for playing this time was not simple."

"What's not a simple method?"

"I heard it's a masterpiece!"

"Hey, is it that exaggerated?"

"You'll know later when you listen to it yourself!"

Yu Hai listened to the chat of his classmates and secretly murmured in his heart. Could it be that he provided the song "Butterfly Lovers" for the song's father-level work?

The so-called Qudad-level works are works that many people in the circle believe can only be written with Qudad-level creative skills.

As we all know, music exhibitions are all about gold-medal works.

This is enough to show that everyone has a high opinion of this song.

But when Yu Hai thought about the quality of Butterfly Lovers, he really felt that the composer who could write this piece of music was an ace composer.

Really awesome.

At this time, the band began to enter.

Yu Hai didn't pay attention to this, but the male classmate sitting on his left excitedly pointed to a girl sitting in the first row of the band who had an outstanding appearance and temperament.

Thinking about it, she must be his goddess.

Amidst everyone's applause, the conductor walked out from the backstage. He was a man in his thirties with a medium build and wearing glasses.

He bowed to the audience, the band sat down, and the performance officially began.

The classmates sitting around Yu Hai also shut up and listened to the music carefully.

The music genres performed in this concert are diverse.

There are solos, ensembles, concertos, dances, etc. The lengths vary, ranging from three to four minutes to more than ten minutes, and the quality naturally varies.

After listening to it for an hour, there were only two pieces of music that made Yu Hai's eyes shine.

Finally, the last song came on. The program list sent to the audience in advance clearly stated that this song is called "Butterfly Lovers".

It tells the story of a mandarin duck being beaten with a stick.

Such stories are common in all time and space, so when writing the introduction of this song, Yu Hai didn't have to make up his own story, he just used a well-known story in this world.

So when he took out this piece of music, he didn't worry about the audience's sense of involvement at all.
Chapter completed!