Chapter 483
Compared with Shanghai, the temperature in Syracuse is much lower. Although An Chen didn't wear very thick clothes, he didn't feel too cold either in the car or directly into the airport.
While waiting in the lounge to board the plane, An Chen looked at the ranking of the video voting again. The Conservatory of Music is now far ahead, occupying the top spot.
Voting will end tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow there will be a rehearsal for all the colleges.
According to the current situation, the No. 1 position of the Conservatory of Music should be beyond doubt.
After returning to Shanghai, An Chen called Wei Ze and reported that he was safe. It was very late now, so they didn't go back to the Conservatory of Music, they went back to the hotel directly.
An Chen was not hungry at all, so she asked the other three to have dinner, and she went back to the room by herself.
"I'm not hungry either, you go and eat." Fu Yanxing said to Ji Xuan and Ling Han.
These two people looked at each other, they didn't know what was going on with them, but they were afraid that they would be hungry soon, so Ji Xuan and Ling Han still went to have dinner and prepared to pack for them.
After Ji Xuan and Ling Han left, Fu Yanxing knocked on An Chen's door.
"Why didn't you go to eat?" An Chen opened the door and went back to bed.
"What's wrong with you?" Fu Yanxing didn't answer An Chen's question, but instead asked An Chen.
"I'm not hungry." An Chen yawned, then continued to lie on the bed and look at his phone.
Fu Yanxing sat on the sofa by the window and kept looking at An Chen. He always felt that there was something strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
An Chen looked at the phone, yawned several times in succession, then put the phone aside, and wrapped himself in a quilt.
I don't know how long it has passed, but An Chen should have fallen asleep. Her current sleeping posture is really unflattering. The quilt that was still covering her body just now has been thrown aside, and she has slept in a big shape.
Fu Yanxing got up to help An Chen cover the quilt, and then quietly left An Chen's room. Everyone was asleep, and it was strange to keep staring.
It was another very peaceful night, and I still woke up hopeful the next day.
This morning, An Chen was not the same as the day before, everything about her today felt good.
After washing up, An Chen changed into his clothes and found out the down jacket Fang Wei Ze was talking about. After breakfast, he set off for the Conservatory of Music.
The first thing is to go to the gymnasium. Everyone is really serious. When An Chen arrived, they were already rehearsing, and no one was absent.
The voting results will be announced in an hour and a half, and the voting ranking of the Conservatory of Music is still far ahead.
Everyone present was very excited, and the rehearsal became even more vigorous.
While rehearsing, Wei Ze and Director Li also came to the gymnasium.
"Chenchen, go for a walk with grandpa at the lecture?"
An Chen nodded, talked to Cheng Han, and then left.
"Why are there so few people in the folk music hall?" An Chen and the others didn't enter the hall, they just strolled outside. An Chen found that the western musical instrument hall was full of people, while the folk music hall was deserted.
"Oh!" Wei Ze sighed, "People nowadays know too little about our own musical instruments. Guzheng and Guqin are not bad, and not many people are willing to listen to erhu and the like."
This sounds a bit sad, but it is indeed a reality. People's misunderstanding of some traditional musical instruments is too deep.
The longest road has its end, and the darkest night greets the morning.
(end of this chapter)