"Miss Roy, how are the two principals?" Fan Ning couldn't ask in detail in public.

"I received your work letter, two letters in a row," Roy said.

"You have some changes." Fan Ning nodded, then stood up with a smile.

Roy, who was holding the coffee cup, blinked one eye at him slyly and proudly, then regained his composure and quietly looked around.

Fan Ning began to continue counting people.

The second-class carriage was covered with slightly dusty and old carpets, and there were narrow double sofas with armrests on both sides of the aisle, but only one musician or staff member sat in each row.

Kaplan had done an inventory in the waiting room and before getting on the bus. Fan Ning's purpose was mainly communication. He would sit down and chat with everyone from time to time to understand their personal thoughts and psychological dynamics.

For Fan Ning, a permanent conductor and senior student who is similar in age to them, everyone's understanding of him has gone through a lot of changes during this period. This is not only reflected in their recognition of his outstanding musical ability, but also in their admiration for his principled approach.

A leadership style that strives for the interests of everyone.

People who can only draw cakes are the targets of secret ridicule wherever they go.

And although Fan Ning seems to be very strict about attendance, he never procrastinates. He has clear rehearsal goals every day. As long as everyone starts on time and maintains high concentration on training, it is common for them to complete the task and leave the show in advance. There is a lot of fun

In the end, I found that the overall time seemed to be less than the rehearsal time of "Moyang Gong" in previous years.

Moreover, Professor Fan Ning is still the same age, so there is no generation gap when communicating on various popular topics in the empire.

Many girls may want to add that Professor Fan Ning, as a young and handsome gentleman, has the best image among the orchestra conductors in major schools!

Most musicians have already regarded him as an object of worship and following.

This is reflected in the fact that every time he sits down next to a musician to chat, everyone's expressions are very excited and lively. Even the students who are taking the seats will turn their heads, looking eager to join in the chat.

"No abnormality has been found in everyone's mental state yet." Fan Ning had been very alert since the moment he went out today. He scanned the bodies of the musicians with his spiritual sense and slowly checked the posts for more than an hour.

Finally, I wandered to the end of Car No. 4.

This is the last section of the chartered car. Starting from Car No. 5, it is the public car where the stranger is.

Although it is still a second-class seat, it is obviously not as spacious as the half-occupancy rate here. The top hats of gentlemen and ladies are all high and low.

Fan Ning's conversation and inventory work naturally ended here, but just before he turned around at the end, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a familiar face.

The gentleman was sitting in the middle of Car No. 5, facing him. Half of his pocket watch was exposed from the upper pocket of his thin black jacket. His features were low and glum under his tall hat.

Special Inspector Joe Wasius?

Fan Ning's initial intention was to pretend that nothing happened and go back to inform his own people about the situation.

But the eyes of both parties had already met, and the other party's face was paralyzed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly twitching.
Chapter completed!