Inspiring people in the entertainment industry

When Shao Dong came back, Uncle Zhang was standing in the aisle with a smile on his face, his obsequious smile made Shao Dong's whole body sour.

Uncle Zhang rubbed his hands and was about to speak when the sound of porcelain breaking came from the living room.

Shao Dong and Uncle Zhang looked at each other and ran over quickly, only to see Wei Chen sitting on the sofa with his mobile phone in his hand, his pants were smudged with a large yellow mark by the coffee liquid, which was very conspicuous against the light gray pants.

"I'll be there right away." Wei Chen hung up the phone, stood up and ignored the two of them.

Seeing that Wei Chen was about to step on the broken cup, Shao Dong quickly reminded, "Mr. Wei, be careful under your feet."

Wei Chen raised his eyebrows, but no one came to help him. He tentatively stretched his legs and stepped over, feeling his way up the stairs.

Uncle Zhang stepped down with an old face, and someone in the company must be unlucky later.He touched the sweat on his forehead, glanced at Shao Dong, and still started lobbying.

"Student Shao, Mr. Wei likes music very much, and wants to ask you to be his exclusive teacher." After finishing speaking, he squinted his eyes, and the wrinkles on his face were crowded together, like a blooming chrysanthemum.

Shao Dong asked in a daze: "Exclusive?"

Uncle Zhang said with a smile: "Mr. Wei's physical condition is not suitable for studying in your classroom. It is inconvenient to come and go here. Your studies are heavy. You only need to concentrate on teaching Mr. Wei alone. How about giving you [-] a month?" Like?" He glanced at Shao Dong's suspicious face, and quickly added: "We, Mr. Wei, like music very much!"

Seeing that Shao Dong still looked embarrassed, he bent over and said in a low voice, "You also know that Mr. Wei's eyes are not good. The doctor also said that being in a good mood can help restore vision. In fact, playing drums is similar to exercise. This blood circulation Maybe Mr. Wei will recover his eyesight."

Shao Dong hesitated for a moment. He had heard of music therapy, but playing drums could restore eyesight. Where did this come from? "Other musical instruments are also fine. Mr. Wei's fingers are so long, he should have played the piano before."

People who play the piano are different from others when they stretch out their hands. Shao Dong is very curious about this point. If he really wants music therapy, how good it is to use the piano. Light music can calm people's manic mood.

Uncle Zhang stared: "Didn't you say that learning jazz drums is beneficial? You can vent your anger and appreciate the music...Mr. Wei is under a lot of pressure at work."

Shao Dong was a little hesitant. Mr. Wei has a lot of body language, and the other party's eyesight is not good enough to understand, but it is not easy for blind people to play jazz drums, so he is not sure that he can teach them well.

"If it's for treatment, I'll ask my teacher and ask him to teach Mr. Wei. My teacher is the drum king."

Uncle Zhang quickly grabbed Shao Dong's arm and contacted the Drum King. Even if he couldn't see the creases on the old Drum King's face, Mr. Wei would still feel sick for several days, "Mr. Wei asked you to teach because he felt you, You fit the bill."

Closing eyes... Shao Dong didn't know what to say: "But..." Mr. Wei couldn't see, so what kind of eyes are closed.

"Mr. Wei will never treat you badly. If you follow Mr. Wei and work hard, your future will be limitless."

"But……"

Shao Dong is just soft-tempered, not out of his mind, if it's just to repay a kindness - he can't remember when he was kind to this person, what kind of kindness should he repay?As for music therapy, which subject exists abroad, but is not popular in China, how could he help Wei Chen treat it?

"Is it really for music therapy?" But this topic is quite interesting.

Uncle Zhang nodded.

Wei Chen changed his clothes and went downstairs, frowning: "Mr. Shao, come here every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday evenings. I'll ask Uncle Zhang to pick you up. Do you want to go to the school or the music classroom?"

Shao Dong: "Then Mr. Wei, I think..."

Wei Chen: "Uncle Zhang, go to Teacher Xiao Shao's school and wait for him in the future."

Shao Dong quickly said: "How can it be done? Going to school will not affect you well." There are luxury cars at the entrance of the Conservatory of Music for a long time, and they are used to pick up handsome men and beautiful women. , Others thought he was being bagged.

Wei Chen nodded: "Then go to the music classroom and wait."

Shao Dong: "Mr. Wei, I haven't..."

Before the word 'promise' could be said, Wei Chen had already walked towards the door, "Mr. Xiao Shao, I have something to do tonight. I'm sorry to leave first. Uncle Zhang, you can accompany Teacher Xiao Shao to go through the formalities."

Uncle Zhang shook his head. He thought Xiao Shao was just taking the soft and not the hard, but it turned out that he was not hard enough. Mr. Wei is domineering.

……

Shao Dong reluctantly went back to the shop with Uncle Zhang, and told the boss about Wei Chen.

The owner’s surname is Zhou, Zhou Dexian. He is in his 60s with gray hair and a slightly hooked waist. He is an old friend with Shao Dong’s father. He just stays in the shop to pass the time. His son went abroad and got married there, and his wife followed him to take care of his grandson. He was the only one left in the country. After two years, if he didn't want to do it, he closed the store and went abroad to take care of his children.

He watched Shao Dong grow up. Before Shao Bai was not at home, Shao Dong would eat at Zhou's house. If there were any difficulties, Shao Dong would ask Uncle Zhou for advice.

Uncle Zhang handled the affairs neatly, registered and left after a while.

Shao Dong told Zhou Dexian about Wei Chen when he saw the person left.

Zhou De first listened to Shao Dong's words, thought for a while and said, "What are you worried about? Who doesn't know that the drumming teacher in my store is the best in the city, and I have raised the price several times and no one said no. That is A person who has enough money to burn, if he wants to burn money, you can go, it’s just a temporary interest, and it can last for a few months. Don’t worry here, didn’t you find another leader this year.”

Shao Dong hesitated, "Uncle Zhou, how can I teach you if you have bad eyesight."

Zhou Dexian stared: "Teach me how to teach. You, if he is a woman, I want you to teach him for free. Looking at that car, I know that this kind of person is rarely seen in normal times. Don't tell me you don't want to hear it." , People want money and appearance, if they think you are talented, I will introduce you to someone, and the girls around that kind of person are definitely not bad."

Shao Dong almost spat out, "Uncle Zhou, where are you talking? He is blind, so it is not suitable for him to learn drums."

"Yes, you are only 20 years old. Don't worry. Xiaodong, I don't care about this deal. If you really don't want to, I can push it away. Eight thousand a month, how much do you think your father earns when he is so tired outside? Next You have to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination in half a year, and you will need more money when you have a girlfriend in the future. You are still a student and you shouldn't talk about these things, but the situation in your family..."

Zhou Dexian shook his head, and stared at Shao Dong bitterly: "You and your father just don't know how to settle accounts, and you can't even calculate the price of buying vegetables. It took so many years for your family to buy a second-hand house. Your father and son Two, money comes and goes faster, save some money while you are young, and marry a daughter-in-law in the future to honor your father."

Shao Dong was speechless, and drank the water with his head lowered sullenly, "I'll just listen to you." He hesitated for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Zhou, why doesn't my dad want me to sign with a brokerage company?"

Zhou Dexian was slightly taken aback, avoiding Shao Dong's gaze in embarrassment: "There is nothing you like or dislike, young people, don't be too impetuous. Just calm down, don't mess around, it doesn't matter if you can't get into that circle, don't go into the muddy water. Go Pay more attention to this kind of person when you are at home, he doesn't like to learn, let's teach with our heart, just be worthy of our conscience."

Shao Dong nodded, Uncle Zhou's evasive behavior made him suspicious, but he didn't want to ask more about the past, he has survived the hard times, so there is nothing he can't be satisfied with.

After finishing all this work, Shao Dong returned to the dormitory. There were four of them in one room, and two of them moved out. Now only he and Cheng Le live in the dormitory.

In fact, Shao Dong could not live in school, but Shao Bai disagreed, thinking that he was not at home often, and went to school to live with his classmates, and the classmates would help each other when he was suffering from three illnesses and two pains, so why bother to stay at home alone.

Cheng Le hasn't come back yet, Shao Dong was so angry that he took off his shoes and jumped on Cheng Le's bed to toss, sweating all over, staring at the poster of the band 'Star' stuck on the wall in a daze, the phone finally rang stand up.

Cheng Le didn't know where to play, and his voice was very noisy: "What do you want me to do during the day?"

Shao Dong: "Have you heard the new song of Bai Qinglin from the 'Star' band?"

"What song is it?"

Shao Dong stood up patiently and walked to the window, then said: "The song that Bai Qinglin hit the list is the one you participated in the selection."

Cheng Le was silent, and it took a long time before he said, "Xiaodong, listen to me about that."

Shao Dong took a deep breath, his cheeks trembling: "Say, I'm listening."

Cheng Le: "When I participated in the selection, the other party asked me to sign a contract, saying that regardless of whether I won an award or not, the ownership of the songs participating in the selection belonged to the other party...Didn't I treat you to Western food afterwards? It cost more than 500 yuan block."

Shao Dong was so angry that he wanted to strangle Cheng Le to death: "All the ownership belongs to the other party...but..." Bai Qinglin's new song arrangement is exactly the same except for some details that are different from his.

Cheng Le: "If I didn't sign at that time, they wouldn't let me participate in the competition. Xiaodong, I don't want to let go of any chance..."

"Is it the same as you won't let any beautiful woman go?" Shao Dong rolled his eyes.

Cheng Le composed the music and the lyrics, and he was just an arranger. Since Cheng Le didn't mind, why was he angry?

"That song did use your arrangement method, but it's too general to say, and they changed some details. Look at section No.19, people use it..."

"It was composed by you, you don't mind and I don't mind. The emperor is not in a hurry..." He was in a hurry.

Shao Dong sat down helplessly, it was pitch black outside the window, Shao Dong couldn't help thinking of the empty garden of Wei Chen's house.

After hard work, he could not see the beautiful flowers blooming, and could not enjoy the joy of success. Mr. Wei simply ignored it and let the garden go barren.

Shao Dong fell on the bed, closed his eyes, and clenched his fists. It's great to be rich, so free and easy.

If he could make a lot of money, Dad wouldn't have to work so hard to take care of the students. He would live in a house like Mr. Wei's. The garden was full of flowers. In the sunny afternoon, he would sit in the garden and listen to music, drink How good is tea.