Li Jun comforted Tang Yan, telling her to stay here and not wander off.

"I want to be with you."

Tang Yan looked at Li Jun with teary eyes, her expression resolute.

"It's even harder for me to explain if you're involved, Tang Yan."

Li Jun's serious expression made Tang Yan's heart tremble. She hesitated for a moment, but Li Jun had already run out of the two acres of land.

"Wait for me patiently, I'll be there in a bit."

Li Jun walked towards the dean's office without looking back.

Li Wei was about to grab Li Jun and say something, but then stopped:

"I really have to take you to the office today."

He said angrily, clearly not wanting to let Li Jun off the hook and wanting to make a big fuss about it.

The dean was drinking tea in his office, watching Zhang Liangying's publicity work outside.

For an art school, such a roadshow featuring future superstars is still very influential for them.

Chengdu Film and Television University hasn't produced any notable figures for many years.

This was especially worrying for their music academy, as it caused the dean great anxiety.

He had just seen off a group of people from the principal's office. The principal was very concerned about his affairs and asked him if he had any difficulties that required help.

But they don't lack anything, and their fees have been sufficient in recent years.

This was the principal's private suggestion, telling him to find a way to achieve some results.

The dean hesitated, swaying his teacup, and sighed.

He was just about to have some tea when there was a knock on his office door. Before he could even give his permission, Li Wei rushed in.

Li Wei naturally understood these etiquette rules, but he subconsciously wanted to express his anger and ask the dean to deal with the matter severely.

As the dean, he naturally couldn't lack this magnanimity; he simply asked kindly:

"What's wrong?"

Li Wei's reaction exceeded his expectations; he angrily pointed at Li Jun.

"This child wouldn't listen to my advice and insisted on arguing with me in the dean's office."

Li Wei shifted all the blame onto Li Jun.

But the dean wasn't stupid; he was fully aware of Li Wei's actions, and simply sat down unhurriedly.

"What's your name?"

His demeanor intimidated Li Wei, who was in charge of shipping the goods, and the three of them sat down with their own thoughts.

"Li Jun, a student from the class of 2003."

Li Jun's calm and self-assured demeanor made Li Wei feel a little uneasy.

"Li Jun, there was another emerging composer named Li Jun a while ago, the one who composed 'Bauhinia Flower'. I hope it's you."

The dean nodded and expressed his regret. If his department had produced such a person, he would have gained prestige, and the school would have allocated more resources to him.

Pity.

The dean shook his head.

"It's me."

"If it were you, what would you say about the development of our institute?"

The principal was still dreaming about the future and didn't take the two people's argument to heart at all, but then he heard a strange sound.

"What? Who is it?"

The dean, who had been daydreaming with his eyes closed and feet propped on the table, suddenly sat up straight and looked at Li Jun in surprise.

Li Jun met his gaze without flinching, seemingly quite confident.

"Impossible. A song this profound doesn't seem like something a college student could create."

The dean shook his head, quickly dismissing his own idea.

"I participated in our department's audition a week ago, and I used this song. Unfortunately, I came in last place."

Li Jun said it outright.

This made Li Wei look a little embarrassed. He really didn't know what Li Jun had written, because he was only focused on collecting the money.

Is that true?

The dean's gaze fell on Li Wei, his brows furrowed sharply, his expression piercing.

No wonder the institute hasn't produced any outstanding talents over the years; the problem lies at its core.

"Dean, I think this is utter nonsense. I had it all recorded. If he had given me this song, how could I not recognize it? I can tell the difference from something so simple."

Li Wei was flustered and couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead.

This was exactly what Li Jun wanted. He didn't want to prove himself, but Li Wei's offer made things easier for him.

Li Wei was just betting that Li Jun was bragging. Although he wasn't very confident, this was his last chance.

"Moreover, he always treated this as a business deal; the last-place student would have to repeat the year."

Li Jun also took a gamble, believing that the dean wouldn't let the losers repeat a year; that decision was too outrageous.

Who knew that the dean's expression would immediately change from uncertain to furious:

"Is that so? This was supposed to be a friendly sparring session, why did it turn out like this?"

The dean flicked his sleeve and glared at Li Wei.

Just then, Li Jun's advisor, Wang Yun, happened to pass by and wanted to deliver something.

"Dean, the graduates' files have arrived."

"A stroke of genius!" Li Jun couldn't help but praise in his heart.

With so many files sent by counselor Wang Yun, there must be some from students who had to repeat a year due to competitions. A quick check will reveal Li Wei's misdeeds.

This was a great help to Li Jun.

The dean diligently flipped through the papers, one by one, making Li Wei feel extremely uncomfortable.

"What's going on here?"

The dean came across the record of a student who had repeated a year.

"Dean, this is an academic problem; the student hasn't earned enough credits."

Li Wei was quite clever; instead of directly using the competition as a reason for repeating a grade, he wrote something else.

This is still difficult to find out in a short time, but there is also Li Jun's "Bauhinia Flower". All these performance pieces are put together and awaiting inspection.

The principal sent Wang Yun to fetch it again. He sat there, his expression having returned to normal.

No matter what happens today, Li Wei is destined not to stay in this position.

The fact that he could have such an ugly falling out with his students speaks volumes about his abilities.

This is the dean's thought process.

Wang Yun quickly brought over the materials, including the article submitted by Li Jun.

The three large characters "Bauhinia" were written on it, and the lyrics below were exactly the same, which made the dean feel like he was being slapped in the face.

The piece of music he had been dreaming of was ignored. If he had these things, would the principal have specifically asked for it?

I guess he'll appear in other departments and brag about it.

At his level, what does he want?

It's just a bit of reputation, enough to give you something to talk about while you're having tea.

Seeing the old dean's expression, Li Wei knew he had made a mistake; Li Jun had indeed submitted the poem "Bauhinia".

He hated himself, and he hated what he had done back then.

However, he didn't hate himself for leaving Li Jun behind, nor did he hate himself for not reading the manuscript.

I just regret that Li Jun was able to write such a good piece of music.

That kind of talent is not for him.

"No wonder our department hasn't had a single decent person all these years; turns out the problem lies with you!"

The old dean slammed his fist on the table, furious.

"Dean, please don't be angry. I must have been out of my mind back then. I didn't even notice how wonderful the piece was."

Li Wei quickly apologized, bowing deeply.

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