[R18] 夫人你馬甲又掉了 – “Madam, Your Vest Has Fallen Off Again” Chapter 154 [English]

154 Because he has a god-level arranger (first update)

The staff showed Xu Yaoguang the surveillance of him during that time in the corridor.

Because the first concert was about to take place, the entire hall outside the lounge was filled with people.

It’s just that the door to Master Wei’s room has never been opened.

Xu Yaoguang was not in a hurry, so he held his hands, half-leaned on the table and stared at the video. The people in the surveillance camera would always come out.

**

Outside the corridor, Master Wei did not return to the car immediately.

Instead, he made a call to Chen Shulan.

Chen Shulan fell into a deep sleep during this period. The person who answered the phone was a nurse. At this time, she had already fallen asleep.

Master Wei frowned. Apart from Qin Yu, he began to worry about Chen Shulan’s condition again.

It goes without saying that Chen Shulan is important to Qin Ran. She was hospitalized at the beginning of this summer and has not been discharged from the hospital until now.

When I got back to the car, I was still worried.

“Grandpa, why are you so late?” Wei Zihang leaned on the back of his chair in the car, picked the time, and raised his head to ask Master Wei.

The Wei family drove an extended car today.

Qin Ran and Wei Zihang sat in the last row, and Master Wei sat in the front.

“I met Young Master Xu,” Master Wei lowered his head, patted his sleeves, and spoke calmly, “We just chatted a few more words.”

“Xu Yaoguang?” Wei Zihang had no interest in he, “Let’s come to the concert.”

Master Wei raised his eyes, but there was no movement between his brows. “Well, something is missing. I’m looking for a staff member to monitor the situation.”

Wei Zihang nodded and said nothing.

Qin Ran narrowed her eyes.

I don’t know what came to mind.

She first tapped Wei Zihang’s arm with her cell phone. After he turned his head, she said directly, “Go sit in front.”

Wei Zihang didn’t ask any questions, just walked to the front with his cell phone and sat in the seat next to Master Wei.

He sat in the front, Qin Ran sat on the seat near the back, opened the crystal screen cover of the phone, unfolded the two sides, and clicked on a page again.

Open the editor.

“Ran Ran, have you thought about continuing to learn violin from me?” Master Wei leaned back in his chair, put his arm on the window, and tapped his fingertips irregularly.

Qin Ran took a book from her backpack and projected the keyboard on the book.

While trying out the keyboard, she was talking to Master Wei. Her fair face was slightly lowered, and the lights in the car were not turned on. A little fluorescent light shone on her face, and she said unhurriedly, “I don’t know, I still have to think about it.”

The movements of his hands are fast.

The address of the Royal Performance Hall is easy to find.

Monitoring routes are also easy to find.

Generally, except for confidential documents, few people will encrypt this kind of ordinary monitoring.

After typing a string of characters, Qin Ran leaned back and pressed the “enter” keyboard very coldly.

Although I don’t follow Xu Yaoguang, I have heard a few words from Qiao Sheng.

He has been keeping an eye on the school’s art building and went to find the surveillance camera many times.

In the past, Qin Ran always refused when mentioning this matter.

It finally came loose today, which was beyond Master Wei’s expectation.

“Okay, think about it carefully. You must think about it carefully. I will take you two to Yushanfang.” Master Wei sat upright in a second.

Qin Ran lowered her head and slowly put the phone back.

“No need,” Qin Ran looked out the window and thought for a moment, “Put me here while I wait for someone else.”

“You…” Master Wei originally wanted to say that you have no relatives or friends in the capital. Who are you waiting for?

Suddenly thinking of Cheng Mu who opened the door that day, he paused. Although he was a little reluctant, he still asked the driver to stop the car. When he left, he told her to think clearly this time.

**

In the concert hall, Xu Yaoguang was still watching the surveillance camera in the background.

The monitor was turned on at four times speed.

From the initial panic of the crowd, to now, the surveillance cameras are empty.

The staff was bored waiting, so they picked up their mobile phones and started browsing.

However, Xu Yaoguang still waited patiently, with no trace of impatience on his cold brows.

The door to the lounge that had been motionless opened——

Then suddenly it stopped moving.

The surveillance video suddenly got stuck here, and finally crashed again.

“What’s wrong with it?” Xu Yaoguang knocked on the table with one hand and pressed the other one between his eyebrows, showing the suppressed anger.

The staff put down their mobile phones and reopened them many times with the mouse.

But every time it crashes after less than a minute.

After all, he was just a monitor, not a technician. He couldn’t figure it out for a while, so he turned around and said very apologetically: “Xiao Shao, the surveillance file may be damaged, so I can’t view it temporarily.”

“When will things get better?” Xu Yaoguang stared at the computer page.

“This… I don’t know what’s wrong with it. You may need to ask a professional to take a look.” The staff member hesitated.

The organizer took a step forward and said, “Can you copy it? Make a copy and give it to Mr. Xu to take back.”

Surveillance cannot be spread at will, but in the eyes of some people in the capital, some things do not actually need any rules. These rules are only to restrain ordinary people.

The staff found a USB flash drive and gave Xu Yaoguang a copy for him to take away.

**

Music hall.

Since Master Wei said that sentence, the other people looked at each other.

The expression on Ning Qing’s proud face was frozen. She heard her mechanical voice, “Yu…Yu’er?”

Qin Yu’s face turned pale for a moment, and his head was like thunder, rattling frequently.

She pulled it so many times, but no one could tell that it wasn’t her original work, so she was left to chance. Who would have known that Master Wei would be able to tell right away?

If this matter is not resolved properly, all her future and dreams will come to a standstill.

Including everything she now owns in the Shen family and the Lin family.

“I don’t,” Qin Yu pinched her palms and tried to keep the expression on her face, “I know Master Wei is talking about Yan Xi’s dark style album three years ago, but I listened to it, but the style is very similar, and there is no exact same arrangement.”

She took out her phone and played a song from Yan Xi’s dark style album on the spot.

The arrangement style is very similar to Qin Yu’s in several sections, but there are no identical or repetitive arrangements.

Originally, the other teachers frowned and didn’t want to pay any more attention to Qin Yu.

Hearing this, they looked at each other several times.

“Master Wei’s demands are too high and his vision is too high, which is why we can’t find any apprentices now,” Dai Ran straightened his clothes and said calmly, “I think he is also an old fool. This arrangement is so amazing. Since it is an arrangement I heard three years ago, it is impossible to remain unknown and do nothing, right? Have you heard it in the past three years?”

In this way, other people also think it makes sense.

“Indeed, no one would keep such an arrangement at home,” one person nodded. He looked at Qin Yu, his face softening again, “You are very smart. The dark arrangement can be compared with Yan Xi’s arrangement three years ago. You are still young, and your future achievements are limitless.”

Yan Xi is a popular singer.

But in the music industry, including people like Dai Ran, no one will despise he.

Because he has a god-level arranger.

Recognized in the music industry.

Whether they are piano players, violinists, guzheng masters, etc., in recent years they all like to pick out Yan Xi’s music scores and then play them into pure music.

Following songs are two different artistic conceptions. Some up owners have become rich because their music scores have become popular all over the Internet.

After hearing this comment, Qin Yu’s heart finally dropped heavily.

Dai Ran smiled and walked towards Qin Yu with a kind tone: “I’m Dai Ran. You can call me Teacher Dai. I wonder if you would like to learn the violin from behind me?”

Dai Ran’s reputation in the entire violin world is not as great as that of Master Wei.

But in Sijiu City, the names of Dai family and Dai Ran are still very loud.

Mr. Shen’s face was gloomy at the beginning, but now he was overjoyed. He took two steps forward and lowered his head, “Of course, this is her honor. Yu’er, please call Teacher Dai.”

Mr. Shen signaled Qin Yu with his eyes.

Qin Yu thought that since Master Wei had not accepted him as his disciple, the Shen family would not care about him anymore, but he did not expect that Mr. Shen would still be enthusiastic.

She slowly exhaled a breath, walked up to Dai Ran, and called “teacher” very respectfully.

Others congratulated Dai Ran for finding a spiritual disciple.

He spoke with envy.

But there is no way, except Master Wei, no one can compete with Dai Ran.

But Dai Ran just moved towards the direction where Master Wei left, slightly curled his lips, and smiled with some unknown meaning.

**

On this side, Qin Ran was still sitting on the curb waiting for Lu to take a photo.

When Lu Zhaoying drove over, Qin Ran was still sitting on the curb looking at her phone, probably chatting with someone.

The sweater hat on the head is pulled down.

Today she changed into a black sweatshirt. Although she was sitting lazily, she seemed to be getting colder.

Only a few strands of black hair could be seen hanging from the edge of the hat, and then the long fingers holding the mobile phone.

People who stopped and waited for the bus would look at her involuntarily.

Lu Zhaoying lowered the window and called “she”.

Qin Ran pulled up his hat and stood up slowly.

Before the phone was put away, a WeChat message popped up – [Brother, you’ve been arranging music for three months.】

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

**

Before meeting.

Yan Xi: Brother die

After meeting.

Yan Xi:…Brother, brother die??!