Novel Full Chapter 290 - Make a Scene!
Chapter 290: Make a Scene!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Today was the exhibition competition in late August.
Mr. Engel and the people in the association were participating in this competition.
It wasn’t the first time he was here, and he was no stranger to the Violin Association, so Dai Ran didn’t bring him to look around.
He took him directly to the concert hall.
They saw Qin Yu outside the concert hall. “Teacher.”
“Mr. Engel, this is my apprentice, Qin Yu.” Dai Ran introduced her to Mr. Engel, lifting his chin slightly. “She’s the only sixth-grade student among the candidates.”
Because of Qin Yu’s rapid progress to the sixth grade, Dai Ran’s position in the association had changed significantly. Thus, the job of hosting Mr. Engel was handed over to him.
Hosting Mr. Engel was also a door of knowledge, so most teachers in the association vied for the job.
After all, not only was Engel the Vice President of the Violin Association in Continent M, but he also had high attainments and was even part of Continent M. Getting a few pointers or familiarity from him would be a pleasant surprise.
Master Wei had always personally hosted him since they were well-acquainted.
“Sixth-grade student?” Mr. Engel was very surprised upon hearing this. “There’s actually a sixth-grade student? How long has she been in the Violin Association?”
“Less than a year.” Dai Ran smiled.
Hearing this, Mr. Engel gave Qin Yu another glance. He lowered his head slightly and praised. “The Beijing Association is not bad this year.”
Qin Yu and Dai Ran exchanged glances, the surprise evident in their eyes.
Not only Qin Yu, but even Dai Ran, was surprised.
Mr. Engel continued walking inside, but after two steps, he suddenly remembered something and glanced at Dai Ran. “By the way, how about your new member this year, Qin Ran?”
This was Master Wei’s apprentice. Master Wei had also introduced her to him before, and he had indeed been very impressed by her.
“Her?” Dai Ran faintly smiled when he heard Mr. Engel’s inquiry. “She rarely appears in the association.”
She hadn’t made any moves these two months.
When the other students heard that Qin Yu had passed the sixth-grade exam, they were all stimulated to go to the examination office on the second floor. Almost every day, people tried to take the examination.
Especially the arrogant freshmen, Tian Yiyun and Li Xue. Although they didn’t pass, the teachers had probably grasped their progress.
Only Qin Ran and the other two didn’t go to the examination office, and it was as if they had disappeared without a trace.
“Really?” Mr. Engel nodded, somewhat puzzled.
Dai Ran asked the teacher next to him to take Mr. Engel in while he stayed with Qin Yu. “Yu’er, this is a rare opportunity. You must grasp it properly. Mr. Engel has a good impression of you, and you must perform exceptionally to the best of your abilities. The number of places is stable this time, so you mainly want to make a mark on Mr. Engel.”
Listening to him, Qin Yu corrected her expression and nodded. “Okay.”
Then, she watched as Mr. Engel left, her eyes gradually deepening.
**
In the concert hall backstage, the students were still drawing numbers.
As soon as Qin Yu arrived, she got the Number 11. It was in the middle and wasn’t considered too early nor late.
“Senior, you’re 11? I’m so unlucky to be placed behind you,” said Tian Yiyun as she looked at her number.
Everyone else took a look and agreed.
After seeing that he was also after Number 11, a fifth-grade veteran student older than Qin Yu felt even more depressed. “Qin Yu, why is your number at the front?”
He was the veteran in charge of the numbering plates this time and had also drawn the sorting just now.
There was a big difference between the fifth- and sixth-grade. This exhibition competition was still based on points, and Qin Yu just happened to be in the middle. After watching her performance, the other students behind her would appear somewhat dull in the eyes of the teachers.
Why wouldn’t this veteran student be depressed?
Especially Tian Yiyun, who was right behind Qin Yu.
She was only in the fourth-grade, two grades behind Qin Yu. To her, this was a public death sentencing.
It was almost time for the exhibition competition. Qin Yu glanced at the three number plates in front, which were 5, 7, and 20. She saw the Number 20 at a glance.
“Who is this?” Qin Yu looked around.
The last one on stage would surely leave Mr. Engel with the best impression, which was completely different from the previous nineteen performances.
Qin Yu had calculated this very thoughtfully beforehand.
Although the veteran trainee was responsible for the number plates of the 20 students, he couldn’t remember all their names. He didn’t know who Number 5 and 7 belonged to, but he knew that Number 20 belonged to Master Wei’s apprentice, the student that might be second only to Qin Yu this time. “It’s Qin Ran.”
“Qin Ran?” Smiling, Qin Yu tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “Can I change my number plate with her?”
The veteran student was taken aback, but then a burst of secret joy rushed into his heart. He barely suppressed it and turned to look at the others in the room. “Any objections?”
As soon as he asked this, the other students exchanged glances, but nobody objected.
Especially for the group of people ranked after Number 11. Although Qin Ran was also impressive, she had yet to reach the sixth-grade and didn’t have a big quality gap from them, so she was much better to compete with than Qin Yu.
The performers after Qin Yu were too miserable and didn’t have any advantages. It would be much better performing after Qin Ran.
Those in the exhibition competition were also humans and naturally considered their own benefits. After all, they heard that there was a very impressive character today, and all of them wanted to perform better.
The veteran student had also expected this situation.
He stepped forward and helped Qin Yu change the number plates.
**
Qin Ran and the others still arrived just on time.
Wang Zifeng walked in the forefront, his face with distinct edges and corners. After a month of disappearance, his temperament seemed to have undergone a qualitative transformation and had become more profound.
He first saw the last three number plates left on the table and picked it up directly.
“Is this Qin Ran’s number plate?” Wang Zifeng took Number 11 and asked the veteran student beside it.
The veteran student glanced at it indifferently, still smiling. “Yes.”
None of the other students spoke.
“Really?” Wang Zifeng accepted the three number plates, slightly confused.
But he didn’t overthink.
“Qin Ran, why are you Number 11?” He walked over to them and handed the number plate to Qin Ran. Then, he lowered his voice and asked curiously, “Didn’t Master Wei say that you were Number 20?”
Taking off the peaked cap, Qin Ran took the number plate and put it at her waist casually. She didn’t really care too much. “I don’t know. It doesn’t make a difference.”
Tian Xiaoxiao took off the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose and sat down after taking her number plate 5. “Thank God I’m Number 5, in front of you.”
“Yeah.” Wang Zifeng nodded.
After more than a month of training, Wang Zifeng discovered that there was no most perverted, only more perverted. In terms of seriousness on the violin, he had been