I Turned Wild After Being Doted On By The Big Bosses

Endured for a while.

Arne just choked out a sentence, "I'm busy, so this will add to him."

"Just find out where you are."

Pei Yunge laughed lazily, and quickly hung up the phone again.

This made Arne angry.

"This YUN! It's just young and frivolous!!"

Jin Zhiheng took a sip of tea silently, "But he's talented."

"So what if she's talented, she's..."

Before Arne could finish speaking, Jin Zhiheng suddenly paused, placed the teacup heavily on the table, and put his head closer to the computer.

It's like trying to see how the 107 old man plays.

"What are you doing?" Arne was startled by his behavior, and quickly turned his head and asked.

"Come and see how he plays..."

At the beginning, Jin Zhiheng also thought that YUN's personal preferences were a bit strange, why would he like such an ordinary old man.

But it didn't take long for him to realize that something was wrong.

"Look at the movements of his fingers and elbows when he plays... Also, this bar just now... seems to have almost two or three hundred notes." Jin Zhiheng was stunned.

At first, he just felt that this composition and style were very mediocre. Not even... not pleasing.

But now if you listen carefully, it is an original score that is extremely difficult to play. Moreover, there is a stronger emotional impact.

Arne's face changed, and he didn't expect that this was really the one that was almost missed.

But soon.

He was still disdainful, "You're already so old, what's the use of coming to the Music Association?

Besides, we still need to listen carefully to this track before we find the difference. What about ordinary listeners? "

...

Pei Yunge is very interested in this score, but perhaps because the style of the music is too different, it needs to be sculpted.

She wrote for about 20 minutes, and just found out the old man's mailbox, and when she was about to send it, she paused again.

After a while.

At the end, Pei Yunge typed another text.

[The score is very good, looking forward to the next round. 】

After typing, she finished sending and turned off the computer.

And this time.

Thin home.

The atmosphere was very weird.

Bo Xiuchen glanced at the poor father and mother, and said.

"Grandpa likes it, let him do it."

In the past, when Mr. Bo was young, the family did not let him learn music because he was the only heir in the family.

But now that someone manages the company at home, the old man can do whatever he wants.

"Are we not letting him do it now??"

Father Bo's face became even darker, "Your grandfather heard from others that the person who was promoted to the second round of the Music Association has already received the news. He hasn't.

Now the old man is fishing and thinking about life. "

At first, he did not agree with Mr. Bo to go, because he was afraid that Mr. Bo would not be able to advance, and he was so sad that he would not be able to eat for several days.

But now it's alright, what are you afraid of.

"Can't the music association pay for it?" Bo Xiuchen frowned.

The complexion of the thin father and the thin mother changed.

But soon, Mother Bo looked upstairs cautiously, and when she saw that there was no movement, she dared to say softly.

"Mom has found a relationship. The Mr. Jin who is in charge of recruiting is my old classmate. But no matter what, they won't open the back door."

Bo Xiuchen was silent for a moment, "What about the other leaders?"

"One is from country B. It is said that the opinion of being older is relatively large, and it will not work."

Bo's mother thought for a while, and then said, "There is one more, the main person in charge is our country."

Bo Xiuchen looked at her, "Who is it?"