The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 282

Chapter 282: 107 Xu En Meets Director Chen (Part Two)_1

“Xinjie…” Yan Lu looked through the car window at the large characters on the school gate.

The gate was very quaint, its archway having been renovated several times, yet the weight of history was still visible, topped by six gilded characters—

[Jiangjing Music Academy]

The best music academy in the country and even Asia.

But it was very strict in admitting students, and every year it would select students to go to the Royal Music Hall, with many nationally renowned teachers performing there.

In the entertainment industry, two celebrities who graduated from Jiangjing Music Academy had already attracted onlookers even before their debut.

The bright lights at the gate reflected a cold shine in Yan Lu’s eyes.

The lights were too glaring, making Yan Lu feel somewhat unreal in her daze.

The driver’s side window rolled down, and the boy picking them up greeted the gatekeeper with familiarity, “Yes, I’m from Dean Jian’s office, mmhmm, bye Uncle.”

The gate opened.

The boy drove the car in.

Finally, it stopped in front of an office building, and the rear door opened automatically.

Yan Lu and Xinjie stepped onto the ground, feeling light as if stepping on a cloud of cotton, the experience quite surreal.

This was Jiangjing Music Academy, a place they could not enter even in their next lifetime.

“Miss Yan Lu, I’ll take you to the recording studio,” the boy said with a smile to Yan Lu and the other, pressing the elevator button to take them to the third floor.

It was almost six o’clock.

The recording studio on the third floor had the lights on, with several people inside communicating.

From a distance, the boy saw Jian Zhongyou, who had his back to them, “Dean Jian! They have arrived!”

Jian Zhongyou was instructing the recording of drumbeats and a section of pipa and flute music. As for the sound of the guzheng, he recorded it himself. Hearing the voice, he turned his head to look at Yan Lu and the other, “Hello, I’m Jian Zhongyou.”

After briefly introducing himself, he directly said to Yan Lu, “You listen first, we’ll start recording in half an hour.”

He handed a recorder and a pair of headphones to Yan Lu.

Then he picked up his phone and sent a message to Bai Lian—

[They have arrived]

Coming back to her senses, Yan Lu put on the headphones and started to listen intently.

Xinjie stepped to the side, as Jiangjing Music Academy was too different from her circle, and she didn’t know Jian Zhongyou. She let out a breath and said to the boy who had picked them up, “I thought you were going to take us to Crown Recording Studio.”

Yes, once she knew the boy was a student at the Music Academy, she addressed him with respect.

“Crown Recording Studio?” The boy was stunned and then remembered, “Oh, Dean Jian has high requirements; that place’s equipment can’t keep up.”

“Who is Dean Jian?” Xinjie asked humbly.

“It’s Dean Jian…,” the boy glanced at Xinjie, surprised that the person Dean Jian asked him to pick up didn’t know him, “Dean Jian Zhongyou, if you go to our school’s official website, you’ll know.”

Xinjie wouldn’t dare to search Jiangjing Music Academy on normal days.

The school was the “Jiangjing University” of the art students. Pulling out her phone and searching for the school’s name, she clicked into the official website and saw the caption floating on top—

[Dean Jian Zhongyou’s Disciple Acceptance Ceremony Comes to a Close…]

She scrolled downwards.

Then she looked up blankly, her gaze falling on Yan Lu, who was interacting with a group of staff.

A suspicion quietly formed in her heart, this time…

Yan Lu might really become famous with just one song!

**

When Bai Lian received a message from Dean Jian, she was in the yard giving acupuncture to Lance.

“Oh, it’s truly miraculous!” Lance exclaimed with a head full of silver needles while talking to Bai Lian, “I didn’t wear glasses today, but I can see so much clearer than before.”

Bai Lian put away the extra silver needles.

Looking up at him, she spoke unhurriedly, “You would recover even faster if you didn’t talk.”

What?

Lance’s eyes widened; he had tremendous respect for Chinese medicine and didn’t doubt Bai Lian’s words. He even looked at her accusingly, as she had not told him these things earlier.

Ji Heng’s embroidery frame was still placed in the yard.

He himself was in the kitchen. Bai Lian went in to help him wash some vegetables, “Grandpa, have you considered setting up a stall in the east side of the city?”

Ji Heng would often set up a small stall, patronized by residents of Purest Street.

“East side of the city?” Ji Heng asked in surprise.

“They opened up a bus line there,” Bai Lian had a tentative idea, “In the future, there will be heavy foot traffic, and more people will see your embroidery work.”

Upon hearing this, Ji Heng fell silent, “I’ll think about it.”

Since the east side of the city was still under construction and large-scale malls along with the foundations for hotels in Yongfu Residential Area were just beginning, Bai Lian was not in a hurry.

She glanced at Ji Heng, feeling that he had deeper concerns.

But…

She couldn’t figure out what Ji Heng was worried about.

Bai Lian looked toward the warehouse in the yard, which stored a collection of exquisite fabrics.

Unable to understand, she returned to her room.

She hadn’t practiced her test papers today; instead, she turned on the light and carefully looked at the image Dean Jian had sent her again.

Jian Zhongyou had sent her an old, yellowed score with missing parts, some only half recorded. She plucked the strings of the guzheng, trying to fill in what was missing.

After completing the task, she wrote a new copy and sent it to Jian Zhongyou.

She also replied to Xinjie’s message.

Xinjie said that Yan Lu’s recording went very smoothly.

After dealing with all that, Bai Lian went out unhurriedly to remove the needles from Lance.