I can't be rushing

Song Zhiping came to the stage and also played his own "Snow Night".

Wu Sheng had already returned to the locker room, turned on his cell phone and repeatedly confirmed the news of the signing text message. He couldn't believe it himself.

This didn't take Wu Sheng any time. It was all written in the dimensional space on the writer simulator. In reality, it only took a few minutes, and he signed the contract unexpectedly.

Signing a contract is undoubtedly an extravagant hope for any author. After all, as long as he signs a contract, he can make money, and this is a hope for Wu Sheng.

As long as he can make 100 million writing books, he will be able to speak, which is something he wants wholeheartedly, and not being able to speak has caused him a lot of sad past.

Wu Sheng also joined QQ as the editor in charge. After discussing the signing with him, he waited for Liu Zhi to pay him his salary.

It doesn't matter to Wu Sheng whether he eats or not. After all, the signing of the contract can replenish his spiritual food.

Wu Sheng opened the writer simulator, he opened the mall to check the balance, and found that there was no change.

The "boss" told him that he had to earn 1000 million through novels.

But Wu Sheng didn't care, after all, he made a lot of money today, and he also has intermediate piano skills, if there are a few more performances like this, he can make a fortune.

Five hundred a day and one month is [-]. This will undoubtedly relieve Wu Sheng's great pressure, and he can save money to buy a house.

"Let's eat, brother!" Liu Zhi directly pulled Wu Sheng out of the lounge.

If Wu Sheng hadn't rescued the scene in time today, I would probably be finished. I just called from above and praised him for the event he planned and organized this time.

The promotion and salary increase must be stable, and all of this is thanks to Wu Sheng in front of him. If it weren't for Wu Sheng's miraculous rescue, he would probably be doomed.

"I must have two drinks with you today!" Liu Zhi excitedly pulled Wu Sheng out.

As soon as Wu Sheng heard that he wanted to drink two drinks, he immediately grabbed the door frame and refused to leave. Last time, he made a big joke because of his drinking.

He deeply knew that wine was not a good thing, he couldn't go there, and Liu Zhi was too enthusiastic, and he didn't even give him a chance to take out a note to write.

Wu Sheng could only stick to the crack of the door and refuse to go. If he was drunk and couldn't find his home, what would he do if he froze to death outside?

"Brother, don't hesitate to go!" Liu Zhi pulled Wu Sheng two or three times, but turned around to find that Wu Sheng was hugging the door frame.

Seeing that Wu Sheng would not leave, Liu Zhi also stopped. Wu Sheng's hand flew quickly on the note, and then wrote "No drinking!" and showed it to Liu Zhi.

"Hey, that's it, I won't let you drink!" After Liu Zhi said this, Wu Sheng went out with Liu Zhi.

Liu Zhi also took Wu Sheng directly to a relatively high-end hotel. Wu Sheng didn't know whether it was high-end or not, but the decoration looked good anyway.

Surprisingly, there were not only Wu Sheng and Liu Zhi at the dinner party, but four people. He knew Qing Yi, but there was an elderly man whom Wu Sheng was not very familiar with.

This old man is naturally Song Zhiping, he came here just to meet Wu Sheng, after all Wu Sheng is his beloved disciple to the outside world.

"This is Teacher Song Zhiping Song. He is one of the best piano teachers in our Lingxi City, and he is also an expert who has won the tenth grade of piano."

Liu Zhi naturally introduced Song Zhiping first, after all, Wu Sheng performed on stage under the name of his beloved disciple.

Wu Sheng bowed to say hello. He didn't care who Song Zhiping was. He just wanted to get today's salary early and then go home and sleep.

I have to continue looking for a job tomorrow, otherwise how will I support myself.

"This kid is good at playing the piano, has he been practicing since he was a child?" Song Zhiping started to get straight to the point after eating halfway. In fact, his purpose of coming was to see if he could accept Wu Sheng as his apprentice.

After all, he is also very old, he will be 61 this year, and he doesn’t know how long he can play, and Wu Sheng still has a long way to go. If he can take Wu Sheng as his disciple, he might be able to watch him go on in his lifetime. Top of the world.

"I can hear, but I can't speak." Wu Sheng took out the note, turned to the second page, and showed it to Liu Zhi and others.

It was only then that Liu Zhi and the others realized that Wu Sheng was a dumb person. Liu Zhi was wondering why Wu Sheng didn't speak before, but now he understood.

"No wonder it can be played with such artistic conception." Song Zhiping understood why Wu Sheng could play it with such artistic conception at such a young age.

"Little friend, how many years have you been learning piano?" Song Zhiping looked at Wu Sheng with bright eyes. If Wu Sheng had only practiced for about five years, he would indeed be considered a genius.

"Two years!" Wu Sheng thought about it and wrote this answer on a sticky note. In fact, he did learn piano for two years, but that was when he was very young, and he had forgotten it long ago. However, the "boss" Help let me suddenly learn the skill of piano.

"Two years!" Song Zhiping stood up suddenly. You must know that only those who are inherently talented can use two years to express their artistic conception. Song Zhiping felt that he had met a treasure this time.

"Then where did you come from?" Song Zhiping said, his heartbeat started to speed up here, he was afraid that Wu Sheng had already worshiped under someone else, so that no one could inherit his mantle.

Song Zhiping is 61 and has a son, but his son doesn't like the piano, and the talents of other apprentices are also very limited. If he still doesn't meet a very talented person, no one can pass on the songs he created in his life up.

"I occasionally studied in a small piano room for two years before." Wu Sheng wrote these words on the note.

Because Wu Sheng could not speak since he was a child, Wu Wen also tried to find a way to make Wu Sheng look like an ordinary person, and then they sent Wu Sheng to a piano shop in a small town.

The first few weeks were not bad, the teachers were all dedicated to teaching, but after that, they just threw the sheet music in front of Wu Sheng, and then went to do their hair.

Since Wu Sheng couldn't speak or read, he didn't know much about it, so he didn't tell his parents about it. It wasn't until Wu Wen went to the town that he happened to pass by one day that he found out about it.

"I want to take you in as my personal disciple, what do you think?" After hearing Wu Sheng's words, he was also very excited after knowing that Wu Sheng had no mentor, but tried to maintain a solemn expression.

"Okay!" Wu Sheng thought for a while. As far as his sudden piano talent is concerned, if he doesn't find something to cover up, it will definitely be picked up by others later.

In this era of big information, secrets can hardly be hidden, and he can't let the world discover the existence of the boss.