"Ah?"
Lu xinnuan thought that he could use it freely, but he didn't think so much about it.
She didn't even know who the composer was. How could she be authorized?
Xu Jing doesn't want to talk to Lu xinnuan any more. She picks up the earphone on the side and finally reminds her.
"The music festival is a grand event in the music industry. People in the circle pay special attention to copyright. If you try to save time and use it, so many professionals will stare at it, and I can't save you."
"I see, teacher." Lu xinnuan was scared to nod again and again. In such a big event as the music festival, she did not dare to have a trace of slack and seek her own way to death.
"Teacher, do you know the author of this piece? How can I contact him? "
"I don't know exactly. If you can get in touch with Miss Shen Yixin of the Shen family, you may still have a chance. "
After Xu Jing finished, he lowered his head to study the music in his hand.
I'm not going to help.
After all, the relationship between him and Xu Huaiyin is just like that. It's not easy to contact him. It's impossible to use his personal relationship to warm up a student for Lu Xin.
Lu xinnuan bit her lips with disappointment, "teacher, do you have Miss Shen's contact information?"
"My family is not a faction with the Shen family. I don't know."
"Oh, oh."
Lu xinnuan chose the music she wanted, but without authorization, she couldn't sing at the festival.
The first thing to do is to contact Miss Shen Yixin.
However, she has no such way to get the family miss's telephone number.
Lu xinnuan leaves the singing room with a lot of worries. Before leaving, Xu Jing also asked her to take the gift back.
Lu xinnuan feels depressed, walking in the campus of Beijing University, also did not have the mood before.
At the end of June, the school is not closed yet.
She shuttles in the crowd, looking up at the road, suddenly saw the familiar figure again.
Little uncle?
Lu xinnuan almost subconsciously hid behind a big tree.
When she saw Fu Yu looking at her side, she was more nervous and shrunk up.
The second time he saw that face, Lu xinnuan was sure that this was his little uncle Fu Yu. What's more strange is that she met Fu Yu again and again. What does this mean?
Lu xinnuan knows that she is no longer an ordinary person. She has officially made her debut on the stage of "the voice of the most". She is also a formal singer.
It's just that the popularity hasn't gone up, so I don't have to disguise myself.
But Passers-by do not know themselves, does not mean those relatives do not know?
Who doesn't want to curry favor with her?
She does not want to tube Fu Yu's eyes is how good, she just want to know, Fu Yu has been tracking her?!
Otherwise, how could he appear in her school so coincidentally?
Lu xinnuan really can't think of any more reasons. She is worried about the music itself. Now she is chased to the campus by Fu Yu, and she is even more upset.
After hiding for a long time, Fu Yu didn't dare to come out from behind the tree until he had gone far away.
She picked up the phone and called Freeman.
"Mom, I saw your brother on the campus of Beijing University."
Fu man listened to her daughter's angry voice, and ignored her call to Fu Yu with a gun and a stick. He only cared: "how did he get there?"
"I don't know! Mom, you should make it clear to your aunt that you don't want to divulge my information casually. In case of meeting some excellent relatives, it will be bad for my performing arts career... "
"Good, good, mother knows."
Fu man quickly coax little daughter, in the heart also made murmur.
People who don't contact each other all the year round suddenly appear around and are met twice by my little daughter. She really doesn't believe it.
Fu Yu made an appointment with an Yanhui, head of the Art Department of Peking University.
An Yanhui looked at the man who was now able to move freely and was full of energy. He wrung his wrist and lamented: "it's a pity that it would have been better if it had been cured earlier."
They speak between the expression of natural, familiar attitude, a look is a good relationship.
Fu Yu waved his hand, "it's no pity."
"It's not a pity that you have a talent for piano. When I enrolled, I thought highly of you, but you gave up because of your eyes..."
Because Fu Yu is a lawyer, he will do regular maintenance for the school piano. He has not broken contact with an Yanhui for these years.
Every time an Yanhui saw Fu Yu, he would express such feelings.
Of course, the same is true of professors and teachers at Qingda.
I met by chance. Later, because of my work, I kept in touch with each other all the time. It's a pity for Fu Yu.
Fu Yu himself did not feel anything, he is now full of two things, his future development is not so important.
"Dean an, I'm here to inquire about something.""You say, I will help you with your business."
Fu Yu laughed, "do you know Milu?"
“……”
An Yanhui suddenly said, "this is hard for me. There are not many people who know the name of Milu. In addition, he is so mysterious, I don't know. But I'll take care to ask for you. "
Fu Yu knew that it was not so easy to find out Milu's identity and nodded. I saw an Yanhui desk piled with a pile of exquisite envelopes.
"Admission notice?" Fu Yu picked up an envelope.
"Yes, the admissions office took it to check."
When Fu Yu put the envelope back, he was attracted by the second envelope.
He slowly gazed at the name "Lu xinnuan" on the envelope and thought for a long time before a fuzzy face appeared in his mind.
"Fu Yu, do you know him?"
Fu Yu returned to God, a faint smile, "I'll look at it casually."
An Yanhui is not very letter, left a heart eye, wrote down that name.
Coincidentally, someone knocked at the door of the office. An Yanhui immediately got up and said, "it should be the teacher from the history department. Don't you have something you want him to see?"
The History Department of Peking University is the most famous in China.
Therefore, Fu Yucai went out of his way to find him.
Fu Yu followed, and the three exchanged greetings.
"Mr. Fu, what would you like me to see?" Asked the history teacher.
Fu Yu carefully took out a pen from his pocket. This pen looks very old, the style is also very old, Fu Yu carefully packed in the self sealed bag, but there is no more wear and tear.
He handed it over and said, "teacher, please help me to see the patterns on this pen. I don't quite understand. It looks like the logo of an organization... "
The teacher of the history department studied the pen over and over and pushed the glasses for a long time.
"Pen is an ordinary pen, and the key lies in this pattern. If I remember correctly, it seems to be the emblem of Jinjing Academy of Life Sciences... "
"Are you sure?" Fu Yu was worried.
The history teacher immediately took out his mobile phone and searched the Internet, "look, is that it? But this is the old hospital emblem. It has not been used for many years. You don't know it is normal. "
"Mr. Fu, you still have a pen so many years ago. These are old things! "
"Academy of Life Sciences..."
Fu Yu's mouth has been reading this name, static standing in place, lost the spirit.
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