Yang Ruixue pursed her lips and said nothing.
Wen Jingya put a small medicine bottle into her hand: "So, why are you hesitating? He doesn't care about you at all and embarrasses you. Gu Nian stole what originally belonged to you, how dare they look down on you. No matter what, you have to show them that Gu Nian is not a good person."
Yang Ruixue pursed her lips, held the medicine bottle in her palm, and her eyes flashed.
At this time, the two people suddenly heard bursts of exclamations.
"Isn't that Zhu Zizhang? I read that right!"
"He's right, my God, the school actually invited him here? I'm so impressed by my principal."
Wen Jingya and Yang Ruixue hurriedly looked over and saw a man in his forties, being surrounded and walking towards them.
Along the way, many people were taking photos, and security guards stopped many people.
The principal, deans of departments, and several review teachers, including representatives of the Philharmonic Orchestra, came over to shake hands with him.
"Is he also going to be a judge for us?" Wen Jingya heard someone ask.
Wen Jingya straightened her back, raised her voice and said, "I haven't heard Uncle Zhu talk about it. he probably just came to see it."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was surprised and asked: "Do you know Mr. Zhu?"
Wen Jingya smiled solemnly and said, "Mr. Zhu knows my father because I study music. I was also lucky to attend and had dinner with Uncle Zhu. Uncle Zhu is very easy to get along with and approachable. He specially told me, just call him Uncle Zhu."
At this time, the principal led Zhu Zizhang to sit down, and Wen Jingya walked out.
Smiling sweetly, he called out sweetly: "Uncle Zhu."
Zhu Zizhang was already the center of attention at this time, and Wen Jingya's shout made her also become the center of attention.
Everyone looked over.
Wen Jingya enjoyed the attention. She walked over generously and stood in front of Zhu Zizhang: "You are here."
Zhu Zizhang was a little confused, but his demeanor dictated that he still smiled and nodded: "Yes."
Wen Jingya didn't expect that Zhu Zizhang would still remember her.
When she came over, she was still worried, fearing that Zhu Zizhang had already forgotten her.
After all, Zhu Zizhang has met many people, and he only met her once, and it was many years ago, so he may not have much impression of her.
At this moment, Wen Jingya was happy when she heard Zhu Zizhang's answer. Just as she was about to speak, she saw that Zhu Zizhang had already turned around and asked the principal next to her: "This classmate is——"
The principal was stunned for a moment and looked at Wen Jingya suspiciously.
No one knew her, so why was she trying to get close to him?
They didn't know who made a "pfft" sound from the side, and then there was a snicker all around.
Wen Jingya's face turned blue and white, but what made her even more embarrassed was that the principal didn't even recognize her.
He turned around and asked the department chair next to him: "This classmate is -"
"It's Wen Jingya from our department." The head of the department said hurriedly, "She's very good at playing the piano."
"Oh." The principal nodded, but he didn't listen.
In order to save face, Wen Jingya said: "My father had the honor to have dinner with Mr. Zhu before, but Mr. Zhu may not be too impressed."
On the other hand, she didn't dare to call him Uncle Zhu anymore.
"I see." Zhu Zi Zhangrun smiled and nodded, "I was rude."
Everyone could find no fault with what he said, and they all praised him for being a gentleman and having good manners.
"Uncle Zhu!" A childish voice suddenly sounded, which seemed particularly abrupt in this situation.
Everyone followed the sound and looked over, wondering who this person was trying to establish relations with. Just now they saw Wen Jingya hit a wall, and then they rushed to bump into her again.
As a result, they saw a fat little dumpling rushing over in a hurry.
A small face was flushed with red, and the big black and white eyes were particularly bright.
Just when everyone thought Zhu Zizhang was going to look confused, Zhu Zizhang laughed happily.
It was completely different from the gentle image just now.
Even, he left the principal and others behind and hurried forward to greet them.
Going to the little guy, he reached out and picked the little guy up.
He also raised him high above his head, not caring that there were so many people watching around him.
"Little Millet Cake, why are you here? Is your mother here too?" Zhu Zizhang asked with a smile.
The little guy pointed out, "It's over there."
Gu Nian and Mu Lanshu also came over, and Zhu Zizhang walked over with the little guy in his arms.
While walking, he asked the little guy: "Do you miss your uncle?"
"I miss you." The little guy put his arms around Zhu Zizhang's neck, "I also want to hear uncle play the violin."
"Okay, uncle will play for you when I get back today." Zhu Zizhang said immediately. The people around were shocked when they heard this.
This was Zhu Zizhang!
The No. 1 international violin master!
The pride of the Chinese people!
A person who was called a national treasure!
He basically only holds a world-wide concert tour every two years.
However, there were not many tours. Basically, he choose a few countries, and in each of these countries, he choose a city to perform.
Of course, Vienna must be there every time.
Concert tickets were hard to come by. It's no exaggeration to say they cost a fortune.
You can't buy cash tickets at all. When the pre-sale was open, they were sold out in one second.
Even scalpers couldn't win over the people who buy votes.
Occasionally, scalpers were lucky enough to grab a few more tickets, and even if they sell twice as much, there were still people buying them.
Every time news was released that he was going to hold a concert, there will be a large number of posts on the Internet asking for tickets.
As for Zhu Zizhang's team, each of them will also receive bombardment from relatives and friends, hoping to get a ticket.
Especially if there were children at home who were learning music.
Once upon a time, a very important official hoped that Zhu Zizhang could accept his daughter as his disciple, but he was rejected without hesitation.