Feng Ling sorted out his own things, carried a violin on his back, and came to the Beijing Music University.

As a special selected student, Jiang Ren has applied for her first-year graduate student dormitory, and there is also a full scholarship.

After registering, Feng Ling will directly transfer to the first grade of graduate school.

For her, this was a great luck, but for the people around her, it was unbelievable.

Feng Ling put the things in the dormitory and simply packed them up.

She came to the principal's office where Jiang Ren was and greeted him respectfully.

"Hello, Professor Jiang." She bowed deeply to her mentor.

Jiang Ren stood up from the chair, "You are welcome to join. You don't have to worry about the tuition fee. Are you still satisfied with the dormitory arrangement?"

"Professor Jiang, I am very satisfied. Thank you so much." Feng Ling is sincerely grateful.

Jiang Ren arranged a single room for her. Although the room was small, she didn't have to get along with others.

Because Jiang Ren investigated Feng Ling's social situation at W University, and based on the night when she saw her playing the violin with her eyes blindfolded, he speculated that Feng Ling had certain social disorders. So he specially selected a single room for her.

Jiang Ren nodded with a smile. Feng Ling was wearing simple clothes today, which was a bit like Lin Yunxiu's bookish spirit back then.

"You don't have to worry about tuition fees. You have applied for a full scholarship for you. If you transfer directly to the first year of graduate school, I will explain to other teachers. As for your tutor, I will take care of it myself."

"In addition, the University of Music has its own symphony orchestra. I have left you a quota. There will be regular performances every week, but there will be salary payments, which is enough for your daily living expenses."

"You can practice violin here with peace of mind, and I believe that skills will be breakthroughs soon. Of course, the most important thing is that you need to practice music theory and music history, which are all things you lack. It is very important."

Feng Ling wrote down everything in his heart, "Professor Jiang, I've recorded everything."

Jiang Ren opened his mouth and wanted to ask her about her mother Lin Yunxiu.

After all, I felt abrupt, so I gave up.

Since he will take care of him in the future, there are opportunities and you cannot be impatient.

"Go to the Academic Affairs Office to get a book. If you are missing half a year of class, spend more time tutoring yourself. Otherwise, if you fail the exam at the end of the semester, you will have to re-study the first year of study, and no one is exceptional."

"Yes, Professor Jiang, I will definitely work hard." Feng Ling bowed deeply.

Then, she left Jiang Nin's office.

I received a bunch of books from the Academic Affairs Office.

She held the book and walked towards her dormitory happily.

Enter the dormitory building.

Two girls came towards her. Chen Zhixi was the department of the Violin Department of the University of Music, and Zhou Ziying was her follower.

Chen Zhixi heard that a transfer student came to the department.

She came over and took a look.

Zhou Ziying was angry, "Oh, it's the girl with her head down? A special selection of the selected student? Full scholarship? A single-room dormitory? Why is she?"

"Professor Jiang hasn't taught a student for many years, but he actually brought a graduate student himself? How is it possible? Doctoral students don't have the chance to receive Professor Jiang's guidance."

"Besides, the single dormitory is a treatment only for the student president. She enjoys it as soon as she comes, why should she?"

Chen Zhixi felt even more angry when she heard this.

Originally, she was the most talented student in the violin department. She could not tolerate any opponents appearing.

Feng Ling saw two girls walking towards him.

She subconsciously pressed her head lower, just trying to avoid it.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Ziying deliberately hit her hard.

Feng Ling was unstable and all the books in her hand fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, senior sister." Feng Ling apologized politely. She couldn't cause trouble when she arrived for the first time.

Just as I was about to squat down, I picked up the book.

Chen Zhixi was standing in front of Feng Ling.

He said arrogantly, "You raise your head and look in my eyes. Do you not understand the minimum respect for your senior sister?"

"Tsk. She may look too ugly, so she dare not look up." Zhou Ziying mocked.

Feng Ling slowly raised her head and said again, "I'm sorry, senior sister."

Zhou Ziying was stunned.

It's so beautiful, mainly because it's attractive. It's a style of the Republic of China, like walking out of a scroll, black hair, watery eyes, delicate face, and small lips. In this way, Chen Zhixi next to her immediately seemed to have no distinction, a popular internet celebrity face.

Chen Zhixi was even more surprised.

I felt jealous in my heart. Not only was this newcomer brought by Professor Jiang personally, but she was also beautiful. She instantly compared her to her. How could she be willing to do so?

Feng Ling squatted down and started picking up books.

Picking up one by one.

Until Chen Zhixi stepped on one of the books with her feet and firmly stepped on them.

Feng Ling twitched, but couldn't take it out.

She had to look up again, "I'm sorry, senior sister. Please move your feet. My book was pressed."

Chen Zhixi was unwilling to move away and condescend to the point of being arrogant, "Your name is Fengling?"

"Yes, senior sister." Feng Ling replied.

"What's your relationship with Professor Jiang?" Chen Zhixi asked coldly, "Professor Jiang is almost 60 years old and hasn't taught a student for a long time. How do you rely on to get ahead? Could it be?"

Her words mean something.

"Don't say that you appreciate your talent, he is your Bole. What a century now, ghost faith? I honestly tell me, are you going to power by improper means?" Zhou Ziying curled the corners of her lips, her face full of disdain.

I really can't think of any other reason except climbing onto Jiang Ren's bed.

I haven't seen any woman around Jiang Ren in these years. I thought she was a gentleman, but I didn't expect that the old cow would eat young grass.

Chen Zhixi spat, "I really can't tell, he is still an old rapist."

Feng Ling was furious in depression, and used force in her hand to pull Shu out of Chen Zhixi's feet.

Unpredictable, Chen Zhixi did not stand firmly and staggered a few steps.

Feng Ling stood up and raised her head, "You can't stand me. Please don't insult Professor Jiang!"

After saying that, she hugged a bunch of books and missed them.

"Fox charming bitch." Zhou Ziying suddenly became angry and turned around to grab Feng Ling's hair.

Before I could even come, I was anxious to touch Feng Ling.

A clear and lingering male voice rang out, "Chen Zhixi, it turns out that you are here, the band is looking for you. Go quickly, the rehearsal is about to begin."

The speaker is a talented boy from the piano department of the University of Music. Zhang Zilin, a second-year junior high school student, and one grade higher than Chen Zhixi.

Chen Zhixi has always liked Zhang Zilin, and she pestered her hard and wanted Zhang Zilin to be her boyfriend.

Unfortunately, Zhang Zilin has not nodded, but has also been a little loose recently and said he needs to consider it.

At the critical moment, Chen Zhixi naturally had to maintain her best image in front of Zhang Zilin.

He immediately grabbed Zhou Ziying and hinted her not to do anything.

"Brother Lin, I know, I'll go now." Chen Zhixi's voice was coquettish, completely different from the arrogance just now.

Feng Ling thought someone attacked her behind her.

She subconsciously turned around.

The first moment I turned, my short hair was flying with my ears.

It is meticulous and beautiful, quiet and unrestrained, without the slightest smell of human fireworks.

Zhang Zilin was stunned for a moment.
Chapter completed!