Chapter 51: Successfully becoming a disciple

Hearing this, everyone sighed in admiration.

"Miss Song is indeed worthy of being the number one talented woman in Jiang City."

"Truly, this music should only exist in heaven, and it's rare to hear it in the human world!"

"..."

Zhou Lei looked at Zheng Minzhen with a smile in her eyes, "Teacher Zheng, what do you think of my daughter's playing?"

Zheng Minzhen nodded, "She plays with great skill. It deserves the praise that this music should only exist in heaven, and it's rare to hear it in the human world!"

The current Huaguo was indeed a strong and prosperous country.

Zheng Minzhen had been living abroad for many years.

She hadn't expected to hear such amazing music in China.

The violin was a Western instrument.

Therefore, the few violinists who had a firm foothold internationally were all Westerners.

Even Zheng Minzhen had grown up abroad.

She had thought she had lost faith in the domestic violin scene, but now she saw hope again.

Although there were still areas for improvement in the music she had just heard, as long as this girl was slightly polished, she would definitely become someone who would shock the entire violin world.

Receiving Zheng Minzhen's affirmation, Zhou Lei was very excited and said with a smile, "Thank you for your praise, Teacher Zheng. Actually, Baoyi is far from being comparable to you. In music, she still has a lot to learn from you."

As soon as these words came out, a wealthy lady immediately said, "A thousand-mile horse is hard to find, and a discerning eye is even rarer. Miss Song is so talented, why doesn't Master Zheng take Miss Song as a disciple?"

Zheng Minzhen also had this intention and looked at Zhou Lei with a smile, "Madam Song, I wonder if I have this honor."

Zhou Lei hadn't expected things to develop so smoothly and immediately said, "It's Baoyi's good fortune that Master Zheng has taken a liking to her."

After saying that, Zhou Lei instructed the servant, "Go and call Miss Song downstairs."

"Yes, Madam."

On the other side.

Song Hua put down the violin and then adjusted the tuning.

For some reason, a few notes didn't sound right no matter how she tuned them. She probably needed to change the strings.

At this moment, Song Hua didn't know that her casual strumming of a few strings had caused such a big reaction downstairs.

The servant arrived at Song Baoyi's room, "Miss."

Song Baoyi had also heard the violin sound just now and was wondering where it came from when the servant's voice rang in her ears.

"What's wrong?" Song Baoyi turned around and opened the door.

The servant continued, "Miss, Madam wants you downstairs."

"Okay," Song Baoyi nodded, "Have Master Zheng and the others arrived?"

"Yes, Miss," the servant looked at Song Baoyi, "Master Zheng heard you playing the violin upstairs just now, and she even praised you, saying that this music should only exist in heaven and is rarely heard in the human world!"

Song Baoyi seemed stunned for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.

Because that violin sound just now wasn't her playing at all.

But now wasn't the time to dwell on this.

She was about to participate in the international violin competition, and Zheng Minzhen was one of the judges. If she could become Zheng Minzhen's disciple at this time, it would only bring her benefits and no harm.

Soon, Song Baoyi and the servant came downstairs together.

"Mom, hello everyone."

Song Baoyi greeted everyone politely.

Zhou Lei pulled Song Baoyi over and introduced her one by one, "Baoyi, this is Master Zheng."

"Master Zheng," Song Baoyi looked at Zheng Minzhen, "You have always been my idol. I finally meet you today."

Zheng Minzhen looked at Song Baoyi, her eyes full of admiration, and then asked, "Were you the one playing the violin just now?"

Song Baoyi smiled and said, "It was me."

Zheng Minzhen nodded and then said, "Are you willing to study the violin with me?"

Hearing this, Song Baoyi said in surprise, "Master Zheng, do I really have the qualifications to study the violin under you?"

Zheng Minzhen looked at Song Baoyi.

The expression in her eyes became even more satisfied.

This young girl was even more humble and polite than she had imagined.

Zheng Minzhen said with a smile, "You have a very high talent. It's my honor to have a student like you."

"Thank you, Master Zheng."

Someone nearby immediately said, "Miss Song, are you still calling her Master Zheng?"

Song Baoyi reacted instantly and said with a smile, "Thank you, Teacher."

Zheng Minzhen nodded and instructed, "Let's add each other on WeChat. Come to my studio tomorrow."

"Okay."

Song Baoyi was overjoyed. She hadn't expected things to go so smoothly.

After Zheng Minzhen left, Song Baoyi looked at Zhou Lei, "Mom, did you arrange that violin sound?"

Hearing this, Zhou Lei was directly stunned.

"The one playing the violin just now wasn't you?"

Song Baoyi shook her head.

Zhou Lei said with a smile, "Don't joke with Mom. If it wasn't you, who else could it be? Could it be that little wild child?"

Song Baoyi didn't say anything more, her eyes filled with deep thought.

Could it be...

Really Song Hua?

But this was completely impossible!

What violin could Song Hua play?

Seeing that Song Baoyi wasn't speaking, Zhou Lei assumed she had agreed.

**

On the other side.

Cheng Lin brought Shangguan Yingying to the Yun family again to visit Yun Shiyao.

Zhou Fengyan naturally received the mother and daughter politely.

Cheng Lin asked with great concern, "Fengyan, how is Yao Yao now?"

Zhou Fengyan shook her head, "The situation isn't very good."

"How could this be?" Cheng Lin was very surprised, "What did Miss Song say?"

Logically, with Song Hua's skills, there shouldn't be any mistakes.

Zhou Fengyan continued, "Our Yao Yao took the medicine Miss Song prescribed, and not only did her condition not improve, but it actually worsened a lot. But Miss Song said these are all normal and it will get better in a month or two."

Although Song Baoyi said so, Zhou Fengyan was still very worried.

Hearing this, Cheng Lin continued, "When Miss Song treated Yingying at our house before, there was also such a situation. The day before the bandages were removed, Yingying even had a high fever of thirty-eight degrees Celsius, which scared her father so much that he almost divorced me!"

Hearing what Cheng Lin said, Zhou Fengyan felt much relieved.

Cheng Lin continued, "Fengyan, don't worry for now. Traditional Chinese medicine is different from Western medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes gradual progress, and recovery takes time. Yao Yao will be fine as long as she gets through this period."

"Mm," Zhou Fengyan nodded.

Hearing that Cheng Lin and her daughter had come, Old Madam Yun also came to the main hall.

Seeing Old Madam Yun, Zhou Fengyan immediately stood up, "Mom."

Cheng Lin and Shangguan Yingying also stood up.

Zhou Fengyan took the initiative to introduce, "Mom, this is my classmate Cheng Lin. This is her daughter Shangguan Yingying."

"Hello, Old Madam."

Shangguan Yingying also greeted her.

Old Madam Yun nodded, "Come, come here, little girl, let Grandma take a look at your face."

Shangguan Yingying walked over.

Old Madam Yun put on her reading glasses and carefully looked at Shangguan Yingying's face.

It was really hard to believe that this little girl in front of her was someone whose face had been completely disfigured a month ago.

It seemed.

Song Baoyi was indeed capable.

Old Madam Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

Cheng Lin then said, "Old Madam, Fengyan, don't worry for now. Give Miss Song some time. It took more than a month for our Yingying to recover."