Faced with the growing enthusiasm of the audience, Qin Jian was a little panicked to be honest, for fear that Brother Li would also ask him to play another song.
Don't be too ostentatious as a person. Half the limelight is good for everyone.
At this moment, a female host came up to help Qin Jian out: "Our singers need to take a break. Let's take a short rest. After the intermission, our resident band will give you a more exciting performance...
"
Qin Jian quickly cast a grateful look at the female host, and then quickly took the opportunity to leave the stage.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a muscular man in a suit stopped in front of him again.
"Mr. Zhao Yu, you have been hired. From today on, you can come and sing whenever you want. As for the salary, you can raise it as you wish."
You can work as many hours as you like, and you can raise your salary as you please?
"Maybe I didn't hear clearly."
Qin Jian thought his ears were blind.
Compared to Qin Jian, the man in the suit was even more crazy. The moment the boss told him this, he even felt a little annoyed about why he chose to learn taekwondo instead of the electronic keyboard when he was a child.
And the boss seems to be in a bad mood today, and we don’t understand, and we don’t dare to ask.
"You have been hired by our boss. You decide the salary. When will you come over to check on your schedule." The words were full of envy and jealousy.
"Thank you, I understand."
"Wait a minute, the boss has only one request for you."
"What?" Qin Jian's heart tightened
"Here you can only sing Zhang Xueyou's songs."
"make a deal."
Without waiting for the other party's reaction, Qin Jian turned around, took out a mask from his pocket, put it on and walked towards the door.
What a hothead.
The man in a suit looked at Qin Jian's back and shook his head, turned around and hooked his hand.
After a while, a yellow man came over and said, "Brother Jie, tell me."
"Go find Tao Zi, the boss is looking for her."
"In addition, there are two packages of Tianzi for free tonight. I will go to the wine cellar to open a bottle of 07 Margaux and send it to me. The boss told me."
…
Qin Jian walked through the hall with his head lowered and exited the store through the corridor.
“Welcome to visit next time.”
I took a deep breath of fresh air and felt comfortable with the cold wind.
The young lady who led the way at the beginning has been replaced, and now she is a bit fat.
retreat.
Qin Jian wanted to go back the way he came, but he had just taken a few steps.
"Little brother, please wait a moment."
A panting voice came from behind.
Who is it again?
Qin Jian frowned and turned around helplessly.
A man who looked to be about 40 years old, wearing glasses and combing his hair in a sideways style, somewhat like Mr. Liang, was running towards me, resembling a fat penguin.
"I'm sorry, little brother, for taking up your time for a few minutes. Seeing as you are not old, you are a great singer."
As the man spoke, he gestured with his thumb to Qin Jian.
"Thank you, are you okay?"
Qin Jian had heard more such compliments in his previous life than the compliments he received for his ability to play the piano.
"Let me introduce myself first. I am Meng Xuan. I work at Nanshi Third People's Hospital. I don't have any hobbies. I just like music and singing, especially Zhang Xueyou's songs. I was completely conquered by your singing just now, so I
Offended came out and wanted to ask you, do you want to accept a disciple?"
"As for the cost, feel free to ask." Meng Xuan quickly added.
Has the world changed? Why are all the people I meet today asking for money? They open their mouths and tell you the price.
…
How can I have time to take on a disciple now?
However, Qin Jian can still feel the enthusiasm for music from the sincere look in his eyes. There are only a few adults who can make up their mind and courage to learn music these days.
Qin Jian was also a little moved at this time, but he really couldn't accept it.
"Brother Meng, I suggest you listen more and sing along if you have nothing to do. Learn some basic music theory knowledge and learn to sing. The information is available online. As for singing skills, I don't know. I am still a student and I don't have time. I'm sorry.
."
"Hey, wait a minute, little brother, don't leave in a hurry. How about we leave our contact information first?" Meng Xuan took out his cell phone, with a pitiful look on his face that was hard to refuse.
Hey, Qin Jian took the phone, entered a string of phone numbers, and handed it back.
"thanks, thanks!"
…..
Zhao Yu, what a good name, he really lives up to his name, he is majestic and majestic.
After confirming the new number on his mobile phone, Dr. Meng was so impressed that he watched Qin Jian get into the taxi before turning back to the restaurant.
It was already 22:37 when Qin Jian returned to the ward without any danger. Under the scolding of the little nurse, he dutifully infused the last bottle of medicine. During this period, he brushed Chris's piano guide to 26%.
Turning off the lights in the ward, Qin Jian turned sideways and took out his mobile phone. It was really inconvenient to suddenly switch to the Zhuoan system when he was used to using a fruit machine.
Looking at the 99+ on the penguin icon, Qin Jian clicked to enter, and many classmates from the class appeared in the contact application friend list.
Qin Jian really has no impression of these IDs at all, but he added them to his classmates.
Suddenly, Qin Jian's fingertips touched a blue Doraemon head.
The screen freezes here.
Qin Jian's heart also palpitated.
Rebirth is really wonderful. In my last life, I struggled and feared for a week before I got up the courage to secretly add the other person's Penguin account, and then I didn't dare to look at my hand for the next whole day.
I am afraid that the other party will pass by suddenly, and I am even more afraid of not being passed by the other party.
This time, has the balance of fate changed its weight?
Those who are supposed to come will never be absent, and those who are supposed to go will never stay too long.
Opening the message messages, most of them are concerned about their health, except for some strange things.
For example.
17:45:06 Three Hundred Jin Smile: It was my brother who carried you to the ambulance downstairs. Are you touched?/Cute
18:36:47 Three Hundred Jin Smile: By the way, Brother Jian, let me ask you something, where are the cigarettes in your dormitory?/Hanxiao
23:16:45 Let it go: Stop fighting. You’ve woken up the next door. Go to sleep.
After sending the message, I set an alarm for 7:30.
Qin Jian closed his eyes and the alarm clock went blank.
I'm really a little tired today.
Dormitory 416, Bor Art School.
Fatty carefully checked every corner of the room. The door was locked two hours ago and the curtains were always closed.
He was the only one in the room. The fat man took one look at the message and suddenly felt even more panicked.
Qin Jian, are you a devil?
…
…
Early the next morning, Qin Jian got up as soon as the alarm clock rang.
I had a good sleep this time, with no fat man snoring or dreaming about Chris.
After getting out of bed and stretching, Qin Jian felt that his whole body was full of strength.
I looked in the mirror and plucked my hair twice with my hands. This hair shape...is pretty acceptable.
withdraw.
I walked to the payment desk in the lobby on the first floor with a chicken coop on my head. When I was about to check out of the ward, I realized that this was the Third City Hospital. I hadn't noticed it before.
It seems that Lao Meng, who wanted to learn from his master last night, works here, not to mention that he and I have a bit of a fate.
After packing up the discharge procedures and medical records, he went out and took a taxi. Taking advantage of the light, Qin Jian returned to school all the way and had a hearty breakfast at the gate.
The door to the school piano room is open.
Qin Jian once again became the first person in attendance in the class today.
Arriving at piano room 304 at 8:07, I sat down in front of the piano, rubbed my hands, and opened the piano cover.
Zhang Xueyou could only sing God's songs, so Qin Jian had to give Li Ge's thumbs up for his taste.
Qin Jian told the truth. Apart from his objection to Brother Li not locking the door when doing things, he was impeccable in other aspects, especially the treatment of new employees.
Rare level.
There is no song that Qin Jian cannot sing.
When it comes to piano playing and singing, among the huge song list of the God of Songs, is there anyone more suitable than her?
Qin Jian's thoughts at this moment have unconsciously drifted to that classic melody.