Entertainment system: Diva's road to the top

After Wu Yali took Ke Yu and He Yiche back to school, he put the luggage back in the dormitory and went straight to the piano room, turning on the do not disturb mode on the phone.

He sat upright on the stool, put his slender fingers on the keys, and slowly closed his eyes...

Countless images flashed through my mind.

The moonlight in Huiyuan, the blue sky in Dali, the leisure and elegance in the pavilion, the days and nights in the rehearsal room....

Slowly, these images seemed to be transformed into notes one after another, appearing in his mind, and the keys sounded with a light movement of his fingers, and he couldn't stop after such a press.

Sometimes the rhythm is slow, and sometimes the speed is accelerated... In this way, the black and white keys play a beautiful melody.

As if the first time wasn't very satisfying, He Yiche quickly played the inspiration he had just burst into, and he gradually forgot that he was in the piano room.

Music seems to have a strange magic power, which can lead him to travel through time and space, and he went back to Luzhou for a while, then went to Dali, and even went to Dunhuang, which he had never been to before.

The overwhelming wind and sand are like his undulating piano keys, and the calm and windless lake is like his slowly playing the melody... In this way, this impromptu song came out.

But he was still not satisfied with his pursuit of perfection, so he went back and forth in the piano room to modify the details of the song several times, completely forgetting the time.

If it weren't for the sudden sound of "cuckling" in his stomach, he would definitely have to stay in the piano room until late at night.

After he wrote the piece he had just improvised on paper, he put it away in his bag and swiped his card to leave the piano room.

Only then did he open the phone from his bag, and it was a good thing to look at it without looking at it.

There were more than a dozen missed calls and countless WeChat messages. He first opened the phone records and checked that except for the two missed calls from Sister Schumer, the others were calls from strangers.

He dialed Schumer's phone number.

"Hello, Miss Schumer? What's the matter?"

Schumer also answered a lot of calls today, and almost forgot what he was calling He Yiche for.

She joked, "Yiche, are you really busy cultivating immortals? Why are you only answering the phone now? No reply to WeChat messages."

He Yiche twitched the corners of his mouth: "I was in the piano room just now, and my phone is on silent."

Schumer's tone was much calmer than before: "Then I'll make a long story short, we're on fire, old Chen Ning, you should know, he specially opened Weibo for us, and wrote hundreds of words of joy Criticism."

"Chen Ning?" He Yiche's pupils opened slightly. How could he not know about Chen Ning? The teacher mentioned him when he was studying the music history of Huaguo in class some time ago.

"You mean Mr. Chen Ning commented on our music?"

"Yes, do you know? When we were in the Sunshine Nursing Home, Teacher Chen Ning was sitting in the audience watching our performance!"

He Yiche opened his eyes wide, full of shock.

"For the specific situation, Yiche, you should check Weibo and the news in our WeChat group. Xiaoyu also hasn't responded to the group news. It must be because she received a phone call and was soft."

"That's right, Uncle Zhuo and I discussed it, we can have a small gathering this Saturday night. Do you have time, Yiche?"

"Yes, Miss Schumer."

"Okay, see you on Saturday."

"Okay." He Yiche hung up the phone.

Just when he was about to open Weibo to see what was going on, another call came in.

After thinking about it, he still connected.

"Hey?"

A rather capable voice sounded: "Hello, hello, is this classmate He Yiche? I am Zhang Xingxiao, the music director of Jiaxing Entertainment. We watched your recording of "The Meaning of Travel" here. You are very talented. .”

"We intend to give you B-level contracted singer treatment. I wonder if you are interested in talking about it?"

Zhang Xingxiao?Didn't he just want to blackmail Ke Yu's director if he failed to sign Ke Yu?

A hint of impatience flashed across He Yiche's face, and he directly refused, "Sorry, I'm not interested."

Zhang Xingxiao's heart sank, why do young people these days compare to each other? Back then, Ke Yu at least came to see him, but He Yiche refused me directly on the phone?

She said unhurriedly: "Student He Yiche, don't refuse so quickly, you are still young and don't understand many things. Will we regret missing out on such a good company as Jiaxing?"

"What's more, I learned that your family is not rich. You should need money to make your music."

He Yiche continued to refuse: "Thank you Director Zhang for your kindness, I just want to study hard now." After speaking, He Yiche hung up the phone resolutely, without leaving her a word of anger.

Zhang Xingxiao's eyes were almost flying to the sky, and he was expected to be rejected by He Yiche in this way. Ke Yu must have said a lot of bad things about himself to him, so he was so decisive.

But Zhang Xingxiao didn't have any means, so could she easily take the position of director? She had already thought of a plan, and quickly made another call.

Just as He Yiche hung up Zhang Xingxiao's phone and went to the cafeteria to eat, He Yiche's mother called.

"Hey, Yiche. What are you doing now?"

He Yiche quickly swallowed what was in his mouth, and replied, "I'm in the dormitory, what's the matter, mom?"

Mother He immediately saw through his lies: "Did you study until so late again before eating? Mom told you that no matter how much you study, you can't delay eating. What if you ruin your stomach?"

He Yiche explained: "Mom, just this one time..."

"Okay, okay, don't talk about this, or you will dislike me for nagging again."

"Just now, director Zhang from a big company called me and kept praising you in front of me, saying that you sing well and are handsome. Their company wanted to sign you, but you didn't even see him. Just hang up the phone."

"Mom knows your bad temper, but you still have to be polite when you go out."

He Yiche never expected that Zhang Xingxiao would call his family all the time, what a clever trick.

"Mom, things are not what you think." He Yiche didn't know how to explain.

"I think Director Zhang is quite sincere in what he said, and his big company has produced a lot of stars. I wonder if you like music very much? If you can sign it, you can have a good development. Of course, you are 18 years old. Now, mom can't interfere with you in everything."

"I think since people have shown such sincerity, why don't you meet them?"

"Boss, I want two strings of stinky tofu!"

He Yiche was about to explain to his mother when his mother suddenly came to visit.

"Okay, okay, I'm busy here, anyway, you should think about what Mom said, I'll hang up first."

Not long after Mother He hung up the phone, He Yiche received a text message from Zhang Xingxiao.