Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Downstairs, Lu Zhaoying came to find Qin Ran after dealing with the Lu family’s affairs.
He had been here often and wasn’t very curious about the place, so he came straight to Cheng Juan and leaned against the sofa. “Where’s Qin Ran? Why don’t I see her?”
At this time, Qin Ran was usually already up.
Cheng Juan glanced subconsciously upstairs and raised an eyebrow at this. “She’s practicing the violin. She’ll come out soon. She still has to go to the Violin Association in the afternoon to have an… assessment?”
He didn’t really know much about the exhibition competition of the Violin Association, and just referred to it as an assessment that was often held in Continent M.
Shocked, Lu Zhaoying sat up straight and asked, “Assessment? Then, is Qin Ran playing the violin?”
They knew that she was Master Wei’s apprentice, but they had never heard her play the violin before. Thus, his curiosity was stimulated at this point.
Although not very interested in violin concerts, his interest was piqued at the mention of Qin Ran.
Speaking of which, none of them here had heard her play the violin before.
They were still talking when Qin Ran came downstairs.
Cheng Mu was holding a kettle and standing by the window, observing the shape of the flower on the shelf. When he saw Qin Ran, he immediately put it down.
Then, he went to wash his hands in the kitchen and brought out her meal.
Yawning, Qin Ran pressed on her phone and sat down at the dining table. She picked up her chopsticks and ate slowly.
“What time are you leaving?” Cheng Juan asked, leaning on the sofa.
“After I finish eating.” Qin Ran drank milk through a straw and squinted.
The assessment was at nine o’clock in the morning, and although it was only seven o’clock now, they still had to go through a series of procedures beforehand.
**
At 8:30 am, Cheng Juan, Qin Ran, and the others were already at the door of the National Violin Association.
Wen Yin had already been informed of her arrival and was now standing in the parking lot, waiting for them.
“Teacher Wen.” Qin Ran greeted Wen Yin very politely.
“Miss Qin, follow me.” Although Qin Ran had saluted him as Teacher Wen, he didn’t dare to put on airs. After all, she was an apprentice of Master Wei’s, whose status in the violin world was unshakable.
Master Wei had only reported Qin Ran’s name at night two days ago, so several personal procedures hadn’t been completed.
Wen Yin first brought her to the data collection room.
Cheng Juan’s phone rang, so he stopped at the door and answered it in a low voice.
Standing at the door gave him a good view and he could observe the situation inside.
The call was from Old Master Cheng.
“Zhou Shan has called me several times.” On the other end of the phone, Old Master Cheng stood under the antique corridor and played with a parrot. “Has Ran Ran decided which school she wants to go to?”
Beijing University and University A were ranked worldwide.
Especially Beijing University, which had risen rapidly in the rankings in recent years.
Cheng Juan leaned on the door frame and raised an eyebrow indifferently. “Don’t you already know? Beijing University.”
He would only repeat it once.
“Oh, I see. That’s all.” After getting the answer, Old Master Cheng didn’t hang up immediately and paused for a long while before saying, “Your sister came back last night and asked where you were.”
“I see.” Cheng Juan glanced at the information collection room. “I’m hanging up first, I still have matters to attend to.”
He hung up the phone.
After the phone call, Old Master Cheng was silent.
Not far away, Zhou Shan returned from helping him run an errand to purchase bird food and couldn’t help but ask, “Elder Cheng, say something. Did Qin Ran choose University A?”
He had helped Old Master Cheng run errands since yesterday, and only today did Old Master Cheng finally agree to help him get to the bottom of it.
Noticing Old Master Cheng’s solemn expression, Zhou Shan once again wanted to strangle himself for bargaining with him several days ago.
“No, she didn’t.” Old Master Cheng glanced at the bird food.
Zhou Shan handed it to him quickly, like a lackey. “Here.”
Grabbing a few pieces of bird feed, Old Master Cheng fed them to the parrot before saying slowly, “She chose Beijing University.”
“Really?” Zhou Shan’s eyes lit up, and even the heavy atmosphere around him seemed to vanish. “Then I’ll go back and get the files ready immediately… as for the bird feed, Elder Cheng, you can use it…”
Not far away, Butler Cheng walked over with two cups of tea, speechless.
**
Qin Ran was still inside the National Violin Association’s collection room.
The room wasn’t big and had a total of five computer desks. The left side was separated by glass, and rows of documents could be seen. On the right side were the computer desks, and further right was the portrait collection point. Professional cameras, a fingerprint enrollment equipment, and a computer were placed there.
When Wen Yin came in, the person inside stood up immediately and greeted, “Director Wen.”
Wen Yin was under Master Wei and had also been the president of the other provincial associations before. He had always held great power, so everyone in the Violin Association knew of his big name.
Compared to other departments of the Violin Association, the data collection office’s size was of the bare minimum.
The staff here rarely saw Wen Yin and Master Wei.
Hence, they were inevitably surprised to see him here.
“Miss Qin, come and record your data.” Wen Yin greeted the person inside before looking at Qin Ran. “Take a portrait, then record down your fingerprint.”
The worker immediately started work and sat down in front of the computer. After taking a portrait of Qin Ran, he opened the association’s information entry network.
“Director Wen, are you here to join the meeting today?” he asked after opening the webpage.
Wen Yin nodded as the staff opened the general information collection page.
Many people had come to participate in the exhibition competition today, but not many could successfully join the association and be taken under a teacher’s wings.
Those who came to participate in the exhibition competition had already reported their names and recorded their data half a month ago. If they didn’t successfully pass the exhibition competition, their information would be directly deleted by the general information network.
After more than half a year in Beijing, Wen Yin naturally knew the grading method here and directly let the input staff click on the entry of ordinary information.
He asked him to open the input for the senior students.
Shocked, the input staff clicked on it quickly.
Wen Yin handed him a printed form.
After retrieving Qin Ran’s fingerprints and taking her electronic portrait, the staff began filling the information on the form.
“Take your time filling it in, I’ll bring Miss Qin to the performance hall.” Wen Yin nodded at them and brought her away.
Once they had left, the people in the office gathered around.
“Senior student? Who is she?” They exchanged glances and watched as the staff recorded Qin Ran’s information.
Without even participating in today’s exhibition competition, she was already a senior member.
**
At nearly nine o’clock, Wen Yin took Qin Ran backstage and handed her a Number 17 pass.
“Miss Qin, this is your pass for the exhibition competition. It was drawn at random.”
Qin Ran glanced at it before hanging it at her waist and walking forward.
Lu Zhaoying reached out and patted her shoulder. “Break a leg.”
Qin Ran raised an eyebrow.
After noting a few more precautions, Wen Yin turned to Cheng Juan, Lu Zhaoying, and the others. “Young Master Cheng, please follow me to the audience seats.”
Today’s exhibition competition was an internal match and parents could watch the performances.
The second row of internal personnel had been reserved for them.
Cheng Mu and Lu Zhaoying both walked inside, while Cheng Juan sat on the edge.
Seven teachers were seated on the first row.
They were all old members of the association, and a few of them were judges.
After each performance, the seven teachers would give their corresponding scores. As long as more than half of them agreed, the student could successfully join the association.
Six people were already seated down, and another seat on the far left was reserved for Wen Yin.
They were still discussing which new member stood out more when they saw Wen Yin. They stood up and greeted him. “Director Wen.”
“Director Wen, why are you here to watch the assessment?” Wen Yin was undeniably a powerful figure in the association.
He generally directly managed the senior students’ assessment or was responsible for other things.
His arrival at this entry assessment was a little bizarre, so the other teachers were extremely surprised.
“I’m here to take a look at the quality of this year’s students.” Wen Yin laughed softly.
Before the start of the assessment, a teacher took a look at the list of the order of appearance and laughed. “There are indeed a few seedlings this year. Number six and nine might be put in the fourth grade. We’ll probably fight over these two as our disciple. Director Wen, do you have intentions of accepting a disciple? If you do, you won’t even have to compete with us.”
As Master Wei’s well-known subordinate, the students would definitely know who to choose.
Sitting down, Wen Yin picked up a pen and smiled. “Not necessarily.”
“What?”
“It won’t necessarily be number six and number nine.” Wen Yin glanced at the stage.
The competitions at the association’s exhibition competition had been finalized after a series of selections. The minimum registration standard was the amateur ninth level. Other than techniques, these teachers valued talent and spirituality more.
Thus, they had obtained a general description of each person in their hands.
But they exchanged glances after hearing Wen Yin. If it wasn’t necessarily number six and nine…
Then who else could it be?
