The auditorium borrowed Jiangyin's sound system, with the sound being full, transparent and round, and the superposition of various musical instruments clearly layered.

 The shock was overwhelming.

  The experience is no less exciting than listening to a master-level music ensemble live.

 So after the opening performance, even the second dance troupe to perform on stage seemed eclipsed.

 Let alone the instrumental solo at the end.

　　Too dull.

The barrage is still under discussion.

 【And the guzheng doesn't sound as good as the song "Shangzhongshu Old Days"】

 【Of course, only I, Sister Lu, am the most awesome in this song】

　　【Where do you put Zhishen and Jane? 】

　　【Speaking of which, do you think the accompaniment of the opening dance sounds good? The music was recognized for a long time but it was not recognized]

　　【And the style...Which of you dares to be Dean Aitjian? 】

　　【…】

Chatting started on the barrage. No one in the live broadcast room listened carefully to the last guzheng. They began to discuss the style of Bai Qian’s opening song and to find out where the BGM came from.

 But within three hours, there were hundreds or even thousands of clips of Bai Zian’s spear clip on the Internet, and tens of thousands of netizens could not find the source of this music.

Those who were watching the party were also whispering and discussing with each other.

 There was a huge sense of difference. I thought that since the opening scene was so exciting, the finale would definitely be more exciting, but I didn’t expect that even the opening BGM couldn’t compare to it, and the whole party was a blast.

 Bai Zian is responsible for the explosion, and the others are responsible for the low move.

　　The people who managed to occupy the seats in the front rows also took their mobile phones and left. "If I had known better, I wouldn't have changed my reservation. My train at 7 o'clock is just in time, and I will leave after watching the opening."

 “Yes, me too…”

　　　…”

Yan Zhiming and the people from the Finance Student Union were standing in the first two rows, and they could hear their whispers clearly.

 Before the finale ended, half of the audience left.

 Even some fans of Bai Shaoqi felt that the finale was unsatisfactory.

The party opened with great fanfare and ended almost quietly.

Everyone only remembers Jiangsu University, the School of Physics, and Baiqian, which are even on hot searches. As for the School of Finance, which has been promoted hard from the beginning, few people mention it.

When I mentioned it, I also felt that the subsequent programs were not exciting enough.

“President Bai,” Yan Zhiming looked at Bai Shiming, “your student union program is so good, why didn’t you tell us in advance?”

 I told you earlier that Bai Zian would not be arranged to appear so early.

Ye Jingxian thought about how last week, they didn't even give them a few minutes of rehearsal stage just to audition the freshmen of the School of Finance. She smiled and said, "Minister Yan, we had to rehearse last week, and you didn't let us." .”

Yan Zhiming and others were speechless.

Who can know?

Beside them, Kong Wei and Yu Simin were packing their things. They felt that Bai Shaoqi actually played quite well, but he didn’t have the shocking music of the opening dance.

Not to mention the visual effects, even tens of millions of Yan Lu fans feel that Yan Lu's spear is not as good as Bai Xian.

“Tell me,” Kong Wei put away the paper cups next to the first row and lowered his voice, “Tang Ming said that Bai Qian played the guzheng better than Bai Shaoqi. What would it be like for her to play the guzheng?”

Yu Simin picked up the kettle and said, "Don't tell me, I'm curious too."

 It’s just a pity that there is no chance this time.

   **

 Shanhai Apartment.

Bai Qian is in the study room 303, with a draft paper in his hand, working on the questions on the Jiangjing app.

The window was half open, and the breeze blew the small silver pendulum ball next to it.

 The phone rang, and it belonged to Dean Jian.

With his fingertips still pressed against the manuscript paper, Bai Qian lazily pressed the answer button and speakerphone, then put the phone aside and said, "Dean Jian."

 Lao Hu sent Bai Zian's viral video to Dean Jian. Bai Zian's popularity on the Internet tonight was no worse than that of A-list celebrities. Almost everyone's WeChat Moments and short videos were flooded by the last frozen smile.

"How is it?" Dean Jian raised his eyebrows, "Does the speaker I gave you work well?"

Bai Zian wrote down a series of numbers. She washed away the shadow cast by the makeup artist, and sat on a chair with her face upturned. The hair on the back of her head was **** again with a white hosta: "What kind of stereo?"

She asked calmly.

"Oh," Dean Jian remembered that she was studying in the School of Physics without eating or sleeping, and couldn't hear what was going on outside the window. "Jiang University asked us to borrow the stereo. It's not a big problem. The effect should be good tonight, but you... have you ever learned the spear?" "

 On the other side of the phone, Dean Jian is still in the office.

 He ​​leaned back in his chair and looked at the tablet on the table with cloudy eyes. The page on the tablet was a slow clip of a shot.

Bai Zian’s 4 minutes and 28 seconds of spear performance was edited into various shots, most of which were her final freeze-frames.

There are also the opening lights, and her carbine...

No matter which video you edit, each video has at least 200,000 likes, and the most popular one already has millions of likes.

 The clip Dean Jian watched was the clip of her finally turning around in the air and turning back to her carbine.

The comments on this video are all "I finally know what my sister Lu means when she says that she is far from home. In comparison, my sister Lu is also weak."

 Lance, guzheng.

 It just so happens that Bai Qian can do it all.

"I have learned it," Bai Zian was a little surprised, "You called me so late and you just wanted to ask me this."

“Of course not, there is an international music exchange meeting in Jiangjing,” Dean Jian said, getting down to business. “It’s a gathering of talented people, all of whom are leaders in the musical instrument industry. Come and find inspiration when the time comes.”

This is Dean Jian’s unique way of urging her to write new music.

 Bai Qian has to attend classes in Tongfeng class every day, answer the questions left by the professor, help Wang Xu and others read the questions from Boyuan class, and discuss ancient Chinese prose with Jian Zhe in his free time.

During the holidays, Dean Ma would ask her to go to the laboratory. She had a fulfilling life every day, but she didn't have much time to go to the piano room.

 “Okay.” Bai Qian sometimes wrote down a line of formulas and spoke absentmindedly.

"I have an old friend, and I think he will like you very much." Dean Jian knew from her perfunctory and serious tone that she must be doing her homework, "Forget it, you do your homework first."

 He hung up the phone. Looking at the tablet computer again, playing the guzheng, he interpreted "White Clothes" so well. This time, Carbine became popular all over the Internet overnight. Dean Jian remembered that in Xiangcheng before, Bai Jian was very close to the president of the Calligraphy Association. Ripe.

 My eldest grandnephew listened to Bai Zian's words even more.

Jian's family members are all good at Liang Ti. Although Dean Jian is not good at it, he can also do it.

He has seen Bai Qian's calligraphy, which is very regular and has a unique style of Guange style. So, does she know Liang style?

If she could even do the beam...

 Dean Jian thought.

   **

 On the first day of the holiday, countless tourists came to Jiangjing.

The Jiangda Gate is even more crowded with tourists. Although many people come to Jiangda every year, no other year is like this year. The Jiangda Gate is packed with tourists early in the morning.

Jiang University restricts the flow of people by appointment every day. These people cannot go in and leave, so they take pictures with their mobile phones at the gate of Jiang University.

Those who can get in should first go to the square, then go to the auditorium to watch the scene last night, and finally go to the School of Physics.

 There are countless people who come to the School of Physics to check in.

 The School of Physics, which is usually low-key, did not expect to become popular in this way.

 Dean Huang lives in the school’s house.

The person from the teaching office and the teacher who taught advanced mathematics lived next door to him. They came to discuss this matter with him early in the morning. There was too much traffic this time. Bai Jian, who plays Chinese style music and traditional martial arts, is also a top student of Jiang University. Short videos are driving her traffic.

　　It brought about a wave of "Jiang Da Feng" and "Traditional Martial Arts".

All major officials wanted to find Bai Qian, but no one had Bai Qian’s contact information, and nothing could be found. In the end, they all came to the Department of Physics.

"Why are the Wushu Association looking for her?" Dean Huang was reviewing the answers to the topology questions handed in by his classmates. Hearing this, he couldn't help but said, "I won't give them Bai's contact information. I won't give it to them. As for the majority of netizens..."

Dean Huang smiled and said, "I hope they can work hard and be admitted to our School of Physics as soon as possible and be in the same major as Bai Qian."

“The scores of your physics department are already ridiculously high. Will they be even higher next year?” Professor Gao Shu couldn’t help but put down his tea cup. “You can leave a few people for us.”

Dean Huang did not answer him and changed to the next answer sheet.

 Sleek and beautiful words.

 He felt comfortable instantly.

 Academician Ma is very busy, and it is rare for him to give a class to Tongfeng’s class every week. The students who leave the assignments are corrected by Dean Huang’s disciple. When he encounters good answers, he will send them to Academician Ma alone.

 This is the answer sheet that Bai Zian and the others handed in last week.

 Dean Huang nodded. His handwriting was beautiful, but...something didn't feel right.

Next to him, Professor Gao Mao also noticed this. He said "Hey", "Isn't this the answer sheet of our Boyuan class?"

"What Boyuan class?" Dean Huang's eyebrows jumped and he quickly pushed the paper to the bottom. "This is the answer sheet from Tongfeng class. You read it wrong."

 The next answer sheet is again Bai Zian's. Fortunately, this time it's a topology question.

“That’s the logo of our Boyuan class.” Teacher Gao Shu put down the tea cup and took the answer sheet from Dean Huang’s hand, looking up and down carefully.

He teaches advanced mathematics to freshmen in the School of Physics, but mathematics majors are not required to study advanced mathematics. He teaches real variable functions in Boyuan's class.

This question is the one he assigned last time, and he can recognize it at a glance.

Dean Huang looked at the math teacher across from him with an expressionless expression, his expression getting brighter and brighter.

I am also madly voicing, what is Bai Yan doing, and how can I still have time to do the topic of Boyuan Class? !

  Junior sister, what kind of cool operation is this?

"I think..." Professor Gao Shu took the test paper and looked at Dean Huang.

 Dean Huang took back the test paper and raised his eyes: "Don't think, be careful of my teacher whipping you."

 Professor Gao Shu: “…?”

   **

Bai Qian didn’t know that Tang Ming and Ning Xiao had finished reading the paper and handed her two answers together.

She has been popular in the past two days, but her high school and college classmates are all very nice, and her WeChat account has not been leaked everywhere, and her phone number has not been exposed.

 Basically no one harasses her, and Bai Zian herself is very laid-back.

Of course, except that Xu Zhiyue sends her harassing messages on WeChat every day.

 Xu Zhiyue: [[Ahhhhhhh.jpg]]

 Xu Zhiyue: [Sister, are you coming today? 】

 Xu Zhiyue: [Sister, are you coming today? 】

 Xu Zhiyue: 【…】

 She started painting the white screen again.

Today is the 2nd. The Xu family hosted a full moon banquet for Xu En's children. The banquet was set for noon.

Bai Zian had just returned from her morning run and sent her a symbol, and Xu Zhiyue stopped.

 Look down, the next article is from Ye Jingxian.

Ye Jingxian: [School girl, where did your opening BGM come from? Many netizens want to know, and the phone number of the Student Union has been bombarded with calls. 】

Bai Jian: [Temporarily made up, no name]

On the other side of the phone, Ye Jingxian was startled by Bai Xian's news. She sat up from the bed in the dormitory.

With such a sense of rhythm, netizens have been arguing for a long time. The music that can be called divine music is actually a temporary arrangement?

Ye Jingxian looked at the group of students in the student union, thought about it, and then asked Bai Qian—

  【School girl, can you post this music online? Netizens are asking for the original song. 】

The student union has audio sources sent by Bai Zian, and there are also live recorded music online, but the live recordings are always less effective.

This music has nothing to do with Bai Zian. She took a screenshot and sent it to Dean Jian.

 Dean Jian: 【1】

 Half an hour later, the student union of the School of Physics of Jiangxi University posted a message on Weibo:

　　【The sound source that everyone is looking for, I asked my junior sister about it. She said that it was a temporary arrangement and it didn’t have a name. Let’s just listen to it. 】

 Attachment—

　　【[简.mp3]】

 Good afternoon, good afternoon, see you guys tonight!