The whole world is begging for my debut

"Om..."

Just as the vibration from the head of the bed sounded, Wen Shi opened his eyes.He reached for the phone and turned off the alarm, and the time displayed on it was six o'clock.

He threw off the quilt and got out of bed, and walked towards the window barefoot.

A few strands of light leaked through the gaps in the curtains that were not drawn tightly. It is conceivable that today will be another sunny day.

Thinking so, he stretched out his hand and opened the curtains, and suddenly, the room was filled with light.

The sudden light pierced into his eyes, causing him to squint his eyes. After he got used to it, he opened the balcony door and went out. The heat of the September morning sun remained undiminished, directly shining on his skin, giving him a burning feeling.

This burning sensation reassured him.

After basking in the sun for a while, he stretched himself, then turned and went back to the room.

After washing up, he changed into sportswear and walked out of the room, and went down the stairs. He heard a sound from the direction of the kitchen, and then a kind-looking middle-aged woman walked out from inside.

Seeing him, the middle-aged woman smiled at him and said, "When I was young, I woke up."

"Well, good morning, Aunt Wang." Wen Shi greeted her politely.

Aunt Wang was sent by Shang Siyan to take care of his diet and daily life. She was very careful and kind. After spending a month together, Wen Shi had a good impression of her.

"Hi, what do you want for breakfast today? Chinese style or Western style?" Aunt Wang asked with a smile.

"It's all right." Wen Shi walked towards the door, "Aunt Wang, you decide—I'm going for a morning run."

"Okay, come back early for breakfast." Aunt Wang waved to him.

Wen Shi nodded to her, then opened the door and went out.

After a brief warm-up, Wen Shi put on his earphones and started jogging along the path.

It was still early, and there were no people on the road, only the fragrance of flowers and the singing of birds accompanied him along the way.

This is a high-end villa area. Although it is located in a prime location in the city center, it seems to be separated from the hustle and bustle of the city. It looks independent and secluded, which is very suitable for recuperation.

Shang Siyan would arrange him here, not for him to rest of course, but for him to concentrate on studying here.

The villa he lived in was both a residence and a classroom. There were all kinds of facilities in it, and the division of labor was meticulous. The dance room and music room took up most of the space.Of course, Shang Siyan also arranged for him teachers of various majors to come over to teach him regularly.

Wen Shi thought for a while, today's class is composition class, and the teacher who came to teach him is Cheng Yige.

Speaking of Cheng Yige, Wen Shi's initial impression of him was that he was noisy, but after nearly a month of courses, he also had to admit that this well-known composer in the industry is indeed well-deserved, and learning from him has benefited him a lot.

That is, it is too noisy.

When he returned to the villa after his morning run, finished the breakfast prepared by Aunt Wang, and did some basic training, it was almost 09:30, and Cheng Yige made his debut leisurely.

When Cheng Yige came to the arrangement room, Wen Shi was already waiting inside, reading a book with his head down.

"Hi, Shi." Cheng Yige knocked on the door twice and walked in.

"Hello, Teacher Cheng." Wen Shi nodded to him, and greeted him calmly.

Cheng Yige sat down on the seat next to him, glanced at the thick book he was flipping through, it was about music theory, and said casually: "You are really hardworking."

"No." Wen Shi closed the book and pushed it aside, "Just before you came, I just read around to pass the time."

"No need to be modest." Cheng Yige smiled, "I can tell whether you are serious or not. It is rare to see a child who works so hard like you. I am very relieved——Okay, without further ado, let's start the class. Today is still the same. Teaches you the advanced technique of chords."

"Ok."

"...Okay, then today's class ends here." Cheng Yige took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and then announced.

"Well, thank you, Mr. Cheng, for your hard work today." Wen Shi thanked him.

"Why are you being so polite?" Cheng Yige smiled, then he thought for a while, and said, "You learn quickly, I think you can try to arrange your own music from now on."

"Eh?" Wen Shi was a little surprised.

Cheng Yige nodded and continued: "You don't have any big problems in theory. What you lack now is the mastery of skills and practical experience. These are not things you can learn by listening. You need to practice, so The best way is to try to compose a song by yourself.”

Wen Shi listened, nodded in agreement, and then asked, "Okay, is there any theme limit?"

"No." Cheng Yige said bluntly, "You can make up whatever you want, the arrangement is free, there is no need to restrict anything, just put what you want to express into the song in the way you think is most suitable .”

"What I want to express..." Wen Shi looked embarrassed.

Seeing his hesitation, Cheng Yige asked: "What? No?"

Wen Shi hesitated, but still shook his head: "I can't think of it for the time being."

Cheng Yige looked at him for a moment, then nodded in understanding: "Your desire to express is really low. But don't worry, this is actually the source of your inspiration, and it doesn't mean that you have it, you can think about it slowly, don't worry of."

"Ok."

"That's all right, let's stop here today." Cheng Yige took out his phone to check the time, and exclaimed, "Wow, it's so late, hurry up!"

"What's the matter?" Wen Shi asked, we've known each other for so long, and I've never seen him so anxious.

Cheng Yige said while putting away things: "I still have class to attend later—I'm in such trouble, I'll teach a group of little bastards!"

"Are there classes?" Wen Shi was puzzled.

"Huh? Didn't I tell you?" Cheng Yige blinked.

Wen Shi shook his head.

Cheng Yige recalled it for a while, and slapped his forehead: "Ah, it seems that I really didn't tell you—I started this semester and started a class at the Conservatory of Music."

He said with a bit of a smile: "I have now officially become a glorious people's teacher!"

"Huh?" Wen Shi couldn't connect the person in front of him with the words "People's Teacher".

Seeing his surprise, Cheng Yige laughed, waved his hands and said: "Just kidding. Actually, the dean found me and asked me to teach a minor course in music appreciation. After all, it is also my alma mater. I have to agree to this face, so I took the post immediately. It's not easy to be a teacher, the preparation of lessons these days has made my head almost bald."

"Besides, they didn't come to listen to my music appreciation at all, they just wanted to hear me gossip in the circle!" Cheng Yige said feeling a little righteous indignation. I just want to listen to gossip all day long, how can I be successful in the future!"

Wen Shi was amused by him and chuckled.

Cheng Yige caught this faint smile, but seemed to be interested, and stared at him for a long time, until Wen Shi was a little confused.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Cheng Yige suddenly smiled slyly and raised his eyebrows at him: "Do you want to go to class?"

"what?"

Cheng Yige rummaged through the bag, and finally found a card.He handed the card to Wen Shi and said, "This is the lecture certificate of the Conservatory of Music. With this, you can go there to attend lectures."

"For me?" Wen Shi looked down at the small card, but didn't take it.

"That's right." Cheng Yige simply stuffed the class certificate into his hand, "I think you can go and listen to it when you are free. The teachers there are very good, and maybe they can inspire you. Even if you don't , It’s also good to learn more.”

Wen Shixu held his right hand, wrapped the lecture card in his palm, and nodded: "Okay, thank you."

"Yeah, I won't say much, I'm leaving first—ah, by the way, I'll send you emails about the schedule and so on, and you can arrange the itinerary if you are interested in advance." Cheng Yige moved things quickly They all stuffed their brains into the bag, then put their backs on their backs and stood up.

"I'll see you off." Wen Shi also stood up.

After seeing Cheng Yige off, Wen Shi returned to the arrangement room, saw the class certificate on the table, went over and took it in his hand.

Next door to the Conservatory of Music is the university where Brother Shao Yin teaches, so let's stop by and have a look.

He carefully put away the attendance card.