Married to the Demon King

There is no art class in Shuren High School, and students pay more attention to cultural achievements.

Because the entrance score is not low, and it is one of the key points of the city, it is natural to form a learning atmosphere in which the winner is determined by cultural achievements.

Students who want to take the road of art examination have become the outliers among them.

The girl was crying so hard that she was out of breath, so Yu Jiu and Teacher Zhao could only stand aside silently, waiting for her to finish crying.

"How long have you been practicing the piano?" Yu Jiu waited for her to calm down, and asked.

The girl choked: "Ten years."

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, he has practiced for almost ten years since he was a child. Many children who learn piano have come up in this way.

It's just that more than half of them, as they grow older, gradually have more interesting hobbies, or are more worthy of spending time striving for goals, and gradually put their talents on hold.

It is not uncommon for parents to choose a path for their children, and when they grow up, they easily try to correct the direction.If the child's grades are poor, the parents may be glad that they gave the child a retreat, but if the child is smart and has good grades, then a steady stream of family conflicts will come.

Yu Jiu himself occasionally opens private messages on Weibo, and he can always see a large number of questions about piano learning.Many children who are still in school asked him: Is there a future if you insist on learning the piano?Can I really support myself from the piano?My parents don't support my hobby, what should I do?

Yu Jiu didn't reply, and he himself didn't know.

He thinks that he is not qualified to be a life mentor to others, and he has not gone through this fork in the road, so he cannot give good advice.

The girl cried miserably, and Yu Jiu felt a little uncomfortable.

He had no choice but to say, "Should I tell the teacher to let you come here to practice the piano during your lunch break? Don't let go of your studies."

"Yes." Teacher Zhao also said, "I keep the key here all the time. I remember you don't come home at noon."

The girl nodded, rubbed her eyes and said, "I, come at noon, is it really okay?"

"Yes." Teacher Zhao said with a smile.

Musical instruments need persistent practice to keep the feel. If you don’t practice for a period of time, you can watch the music that you can play smoothly become stuttered and lose its luster. There is nothing more cruel than this.

Learning the piano is very painful in the novice stage. After a lot of hardship, it is difficult to play it.But gritted his teeth and persevered, listening to the beautiful melody flowing under his hands, the great sense of accomplishment after all the hard work is also fascinating.

Competition is always fierce, and the boundaries between students who want to take this path and parents who want them to have a more secure life are very blurred.

After returning home at night, Yu Jiu clicked on the private message box, and there were still a lot of professional questions in it.

One of them caused Yu Jiu to snap his fingers.

[Brother Yu Jiu, hello.My mother saw you on TV, and I told her that you can become a big star by playing the piano.My mother asked me, how much does he earn a month?I don't know... I just want to ask my brother, how much money can you earn a month if you play the piano so well? ]

Yu Jiu sat up in shock: "Mr. Lin!"

Lin Cong'an was flipping through Yu Jiu's Chinese textbook, about to make him twitch, when he heard this, he hummed.

Yu Jiu: "Have I not made money for a long time! Am I eating soft food!"

"..." Lin Cong'an: "Is this how you use soft rice?"

Yu Jiu counted on his fingers: "I haven't gone to work for several months, ah, of course I can't go now, the prize money of the Qingyin Competition is [-], and a lot of taxes have been deducted. After that, I didn't seem to get a penny. Already!"

Lin Cong'an underlined Yu Jiu's often wrong sentence with a highlighter, and moved his eyes from the textbook: "Are you short of money?"

"No." Yu Jiu was immersed in great frustration: "I just discovered that I really can't make money."

He moved the mobile phone screen under Lin Cong'an's eyes: "How should I answer? Except for the championship bonus, there is no penny. If you answer this way, the parents of other children will not want their children to play the piano even more!"

Yu Jiu talked about the girl during the day again, and sighed: "I don't know if the general environment is good... I don't even know what else I can do besides being a teacher. Hey, I'm still the poorest one!"

After the Qingyin Competition, Liu Keqiao became a piano teacher at a preschool teacher's school. Zheng Xin had a bright future, and his family helped all relatives work together to open a piano store for him. It is said that although it has just started, the business is good.

Only he, Yu Jiu, is obsessed with Mr. Lin's beauty and cannot extricate himself from it. He cannot make ends meet and relies on his family to support him, and he spends a lot on it!

Lin Cong'an: "..."

He picked up the tablet, tapped the screen, and turned to Yu Jiu: "Just in time, this project is about to start, take a look, after a few days the plan is completed and you will be required to sign and agree."

Yu Jiu took the tablet: "... AW's perfume?!"

Lin Cong'an: "You still remember the matter of Ouyang Cheng. Although there was a lot of enthusiasm that time, the follow-up effect has not been good. There has been a plan to release a special perfume. It just so happens that you are very popular and have a good image, and it is us again. The insiders of the company don’t let the fat and water go to outsiders.”

"Wait." Yu Jiu's voice trembled: "It's written on it, a lot of money, is it wrong?!"

"Huh?" Lin Cong'an looked beside Yu Jiu's face, "No, 800 million, that's right."

Yu Jiu choked: "Will you give me 800 million or I will give you 800 million?"

Lin Cong'an laughed out loud: "...Of course the company will give you 800 million and invite you to speak for it."

"But but but..." Yu Jiu was in a state of confusion: "Am I really so hot? It's just a Qingyin competition, and there is one champion in two years, it's worthless..."

Lin Cong'an stretched out his arms, signed a piece of apple and stuffed it into Yu Jiu's mouth.

"The process will take a long time, and it is still just a planning plan. All aspects of coordination, until the listing, at least until next autumn. So, do you understand?"

Yu Jiu murmured: "Xiao Sai..."

"Yes, if you win the ranking in Xiao Sai, even if you are not the champion, the company will get several times or even dozens of times of benefits. As long as you win the ranking."

Yu Jiu suddenly felt a huge pressure, and the tablet with 800 million was heavy!

Holding the tablet, he wanted to cry without tears: "Then what if I didn't get it? It's Xiao Sai!"

Lin Cong'an found that Yu Jiu was not confident enough since he knew he was going to Xiao Sai.

In the Qingyin competition, he was full of determination to win. Even before the final, Lin Cong'an didn't feel that he was too nervous.

But Xiao Sai was like a big mountain, it was so heavy that he was not active for a long time.

Lin Cong'an doesn't understand things in the field of music.But one thing he knew very well: "It doesn't matter."

"What's all right?"

"Jin Yan has demands from you, fans have demands from you, and you have demands from yourself. But I don't. Even if you go here for a visit, as long as you are happy, I think it's fine."

Lin Cong'an rubbed Yu Jiu's short hair, and felt that there are long ones, and short ones are cute: "Take it as a trip, and when you come back, you can brag that you have participated in it. If anyone doubts it, just say you can do it. As for the perfume..."

"..." Yu Jiu buried his face in Lin Cong'an's arms and did not speak, feeling the slight vibration in his chest.

"800 million, you and I exchanged hands, it's just a loss of tax. It should be donated to the country."

Laughed sullenly for a long time.

After a while, he raised his head with red eyes, and said excitedly, "Thinking about it this way, I've made a lot of money!"

"Ok?"

"The annual salary is 800 million! I have the face to reply to the private message!"

"...In fact, it's more than that." Lin Cong'an said helplessly: "If you really want to count the commercial value of a champion in the Qingyin Competition, I can ask someone from the company to evaluate it for you."

"Is there any money?" Yu Jiu asked suspiciously.

"Have you forgotten? When you first won the championship, how many phone calls a day. In addition to record appointments, there are also entertainment agencies looking for you. If you really want to make money, you can release records or go on tour. You will also be paid for magazine interviews, but you haven’t received it yet.”

"..."

"In addition to this most important job, other advertising endorsements can also earn income. I asked Hao Lin to change your Weibo contact email address and assign a dedicated person to handle job invitations for you. Otherwise, you would receive all kinds of advertisements every day. Various cooperation calls, even Weibo promotion and Taobao trial.”

"........."

"Although these are small amounts of money, if you count the monthly income, it adds up to a lot. A rough estimate is upwards of [-]."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Yu Jiu was about to go crazy: "That is to say, even if I don't have the 800 million, I can get [-] a month just by answering the advertisement?!"

Lin Cong'an said softly: "This is not good for your long-term image, I refused. I just want to tell you that this is the worth of the champion of the Qingyin Competition. You earned it yourself, not from me."

Yu Jiu felt a little touched in his heart, and before going to bed at night, he clicked on the private message again while holding his mobile phone.

Playing the piano, can you have enough food in the future?It is certainly possible to stand in your own position, but what about a little bit?How much worse?What about ordinary ones?

The love of music cannot be eaten as a meal. After he became popular, he became the spokesperson of "Young Pianist" for no reason. Does he have the opportunity to do something for those children?

Although he doesn't know the answers to some questions, he is more connected than many students who are still in school. Whether he asks teachers or friends, he can get answers with reference value.

Maybe it can give some inspiration to many confused students.

It may be more acceptable to parents to clearly spread the possible fame, fortune and risks.

Thinking about it, Yu Jiu took a screenshot of the private letter asking about his income, and wrote a long Weibo.

[@玉久V: I’m ashamed, I’ve received a lot of private messages recently, asking me if I have a future in learning piano, will I starve to death, what else can I do besides being a teacher, what should I do if my parents don’t support it…

I am as confused as you are about these questions, and I did not answer them in order not to mislead you.

Today, I happened to come across a Weibo asking about my personal situation, and I was finally able to answer it.

How much can I earn a month?If relying on the piano, it is 0 for the time being.

After I won the championship, countless people came to me.Those who asked me to advertise, those who wanted to sign me to become a star, all kinds.Because I have to go to school, I refused all of them. I didn’t know until Mr. Lin told me today that if I follow up those advertisements, I can earn about [-] yuan a month.

But I want to say that these are not the income of a "pianist", but the income of an "Internet celebrity".

If I hadn't participated in the Qingyin Competition, what would I be doing now?

I used to work in a cafe and play the piano.At that time, my monthly salary was [-] before tax without bonus.

In other words, as a pianist, I can get a full salary.

Thanks to the trust of all parents and little brothers and sisters who have asked me so many questions.Although I can't answer many of them, I am lucky to have many friends and teachers.

They are people who have experienced it, and may overlap with the trajectory of some questioners.Taking advantage of this opportunity, I will ask them when I have time, or I can give you some inspiration.

If you still love music after seeing the difficulties and risks, please do your best!

Communicate well with parents, persist and work hard.Good luck to everyone! ]

This Weibo was posted in the middle of the night, and the next morning, the popularity went up crazily, triggering a heated discussion—is there a future for studying art?

Under the general environment, in order to go to college, there are countless students who "curve to save the country".Poor performance?Learn to draw, learn to direct, learn to broadcast and host, and learn music.

The natural chain of contempt has always existed, and even "liberal arts" is a part of the chain of contempt.

Many parents are dominated by this kind of thinking, thinking that being able to reason is not literary, and being able to read is not art, and learning art has become synonymous with poor grades.

It cannot be denied that there are indeed students who follow the crowd, but there are also students who really like those majors and struggle in the chain of contempt.Want a hobby?Save face?Compromise with parents?Fight to the end?

Soon, a nationwide discussion began, and Yu Jiu himself, who sparked the topic, had already left the hot spot far away.

But he still remembered what he said, and took a weekend to ask classmate Xiaoxiong, Liu Keqiao, Zheng Xin, and Han Yina.Then they sorted out the questions and answers one after another and posted them on Weibo.

The theatrical performance will start soon, before the rehearsal that day, the crying girl met him backstage.

"Student Yu Jiu!" She shouted in surprise, and ran over with her red skirt.

Yu Jiu was taking time to call Lin Cong'an who was on a business trip, when he heard the words, he turned around and said, "Ah, it's you."

The girls put on light makeup because they were going to perform on stage.She is only a freshman in high school this year, and she has never been exposed to cosmetics, so she always wants to lick her lips with lip gloss.

A girl who never dresses up looks like a different person when she puts on makeup, which makes Yu Jiu feel strange.

"You look beautiful today." He complimented.

"Thank you! You're handsome too!" the girl shouted excitedly. After the business exchange was over, the two laughed together.

"Wait a minute!" The girl took out a box from the schoolbag by the door, and handed it to Yu Jiu: "A gift, a small biscuit I baked myself. That, thank you."

Yu Jiu took it in puzzlement, and heard the girl say: "Thanks to the Weibo you posted, my mother saw it and talked to me for a long time... Hehe, I convinced her!"

"Ah, congratulations!"

"Although she is still very upset and keeps saying that I am going astray, she is no longer stopping me." The girl's eyes flashed with gratitude: "Thank you very much."

……

Phone.

Lin Cong'an: "Thank you very much, really?"

Yu Jiu: "...No, you heard wrong."

Lin Cong'an: "Are the biscuits delicious?"

Yu Jiu: "...I won't eat it, I'll give it to you."

Before Yu Jiu took the stage, he habitually glanced at the auditorium.

This was a simple performance, and there were no familiar people in the audience, but looking at the curious faces of the teenagers, Yu Jiu felt a rush of blood in his heart.

Everyone has heard the piano music, but not everyone has heard it live.

Yu Jiu hoped that they would feel the charm of live performance.

……

The vice-principal's wig was shaken off during the performance.

The students who were excited because the piano was too shocking, all the praises were replaced by hahaha.

This joke has lasted for a long time, and it has been hotly discussed until the summer. Finally, the college entrance examination came.

When Yu Jiu walked out of the examination room, he felt proud that he had finished his math. From a distance, he saw Assistant Oda like a jumping bean, crowded among a group of eagerly awaiting parents. He ran over sweating profusely, not daring to delay any longer, for fear that some entertaining parent would shoot him a short video and upload it to the website.

Yu Jiu's score means nothing, only the school asks him to get in.Before the results came down, Qiucheng Conservatory of Music called.

Of course, Yu Jiu was sure that he wanted to join Qiuyin, and he quickly finalized the details with the other party. The teacher of the admissions office was overwhelmed with gratitude on the phone, and was so enthusiastic that he wanted Yu Jiu to move into Qiuyin immediately.

After a few days, when the results came out, Yu Jiu's score exceeded the normal cut-off mark, and Qiuyin had another student with enthusiasm.

When student Xiaoxiong heard the news, he was so happy that he gained another three catties, and asked Yujiu to come out to play.

Yu Jiu was about to go to Zheng Xin's piano shop, so he took classmate Xiaoxiong to go with him.

The summer was hot, and Yu Jiu had a little cold two days ago. Before going out, Lin Cong'an forcibly held him down, and put on a white sun protection jacket.

He was going out wearing black T jeans, but Mr. Lin was afraid that after he sweated outside, he would be blown by the mall's air conditioner and his cold would get worse.Although Yu Jiu was so hot that he couldn't love him, he put it on honestly.

Before going out, Yu Jiu asked, "Are you really not coming with me?"

It was Saturday, and Lin Cong'an didn't go to work, but it seemed that something urgent happened in the company, so he had to rush over.

Not long after Yu Jiu just finished the exam, he planned to take Mr. Lin to play around, go on a trip or something, but Lin Cong'an was inexplicably busy, and the planned itinerary was blown up several times.

Lin Cong'an: "You go first, I'll call you later when I'm done."

"Okay." Yu Jiu nodded obediently: "Come if you can. Let's go to the street to buy two clothes in the afternoon."

Lin Cong'an said, "Okay, let's go."

Yu Jiu is fully armed with a mask, sunglasses and a hat, even saving sunscreen.The small hairpin on the back of the head has grown again, and it is tied obediently by the new hair band that Lin Cong'ant bought.

Xiao Xiong came from a very ordinary well-to-do family. He was a little afraid of driving. He hadn't taken his driver's license yet, so he made an appointment with Yu Jiu at the subway station.

After Yu Jiu was sent by the driver, the two hugged happily and swiped their cards to enter the subway.

Zheng Xin's piano store is located in a large shopping mall that has just opened. It occupies a large area. There are gyms and children's English nearby. There are many people coming and going, and it is quite popular.

As soon as Yu Jiu and Xiaoxiong came in, they saw a few parents who were inquiring about class registration.

Zheng Xin was sitting behind the counter with his head down, not knowing what to do, when he heard Yu Jiu calling him, he raised his head in surprise: "My Jiu! You are here! Come quickly, draw a card for me!"

Yu Jiu went over dumbfounded, took the phone and introduced: "This is classmate Xiaoxiong, Qiuyin's graduate student."

"I know you!" Zheng Xin came up with a bear hug, Xiaoxiong bowed slightly, and finished the century with a shoulder: "You are also on Yu Jiu's TV, hahaha, I read your manuscript, awesome Force!"

The so-called Yu Jiu's TV refers to his Weibo.He interviewed a lot of people before, and he is still posting slowly. This activity is quite interesting. At first glance, everyone’s trajectories are similar, but in fact they are different.

Zheng Xin said: "Yu Jiu has 200 million fans! After I got a name from him, the business has improved a lot! It's just, I want to ask if I have been answering commercials for a long time... Damn, you haven't washed your hands for a few days."

Yu Jiu: "Don't let me smoke if you think I'm dirty. Do you think I'm Liu Keqiao?"

"Sigh." Zheng Xin said sadly, "Don't mention it, he ignored me."

"What's wrong?" Yu Jiu's heart tightened.He still cherishes the friendship with Zheng Xin and Liu Keqiao, and he doesn't want anything to happen.

"The night before yesterday I dragged him to fight pesticides, sacrificed him and killed him five times. I really didn't take care of it. What a great opportunity, five kills!... Then he blocked me." Zheng Xin Aggrieved Road.

Yu Jiu: "..."

Fine.

"Here, this student Xiong, you come to smoke too!" Zheng Xin handed the phone to Xiaoxiong again, and Xiaoxiong blushed and waved his hand: "Ah, I'm also very unlucky..."

"It's okay!" Zheng Xin said: "You can smoke whatever you want, if you smoke an SSR, I will treat you to drink milk tea next door!"

"Really?" Little Bear's eyes lit up, and he tapped with his big hand. After the screen rotated, golden light filled the screen.

Zheng Xin murmured: "Fuck, what kind of milk tea wish power is this? It's too powerful. I will treat you to drink milk tea next time, classmate Xiaoxiong."

Student Xiaoxiong smiled shyly.

The two consulting parents were still looking at the terms of service, discussing a few words from time to time, and the young lady in charge of reception waited patiently.Zheng Xin asked the front desk of the store to help them buy milk tea, and then sat behind the cash register.

Yu Jiu asked, "So you're the one doing the training?"

Zheng Xindao: "It's a pity not to do training. In fact, I grasped it with both hands. Children are just starting to learn, and they always have to buy pianos. The low-end ones can always be sold."

"But high-end pianos still make a lot of money." Xiao Xiong continued, "I have a cousin who works in a large chain piano store. It doesn't open for three years, but it lasts for three years. It's more leisurely."

Zheng Xin scratched his head: "Training is also good, and we can develop in this direction in the future. If you earn less, you can earn less, and my family doesn't want to be rich... Besides, our family can't compete with the downstairs for selling big pianos."

"Downstairs?" Yu Jiu asked curiously.

"Yes, there is a piano shop downstairs, which is very luxurious." He took the milk tea handed over by the clerk, and turned to Yu Jiu: "It's all your favorite Steinway, I can't even buy it."

Little Xiong drank milk tea happily, and pink bubbles rose from his two-meter body. Zheng Xin sighed: "This big brother Xiong... really has a strong body."

Bear: "It's all the result of exercise, I've been paying attention."

Seeing his pride, Zheng Xin quietly swallowed his goodbyes.

At this time, the two parents on the other side of the sofa finally finished their discussion, and said to the receptionist: "Just buy a three-month course? If you buy a course, you will get a [-]% discount on this piano, right?"

The young lady smiled and said: "Yes, this is the most vigorous activity in our family recently, and more than 100 units have been sold in the past week."

"That's not bad..." One of the young mothers said, "To tell you the truth, the store downstairs is half as expensive for the same piano! This is too exaggerated, I was shocked..."

A few people talked, and went to the cashier to pay the money.Zheng Xin had previously occupied the cashier's seat, but now he simply collected the money, Yu Jiu and Xiao Xiong silently took two steps back.

The young lady answered with a smile: "Yes, their family consumes a lot."

While swiping the card, the parent said, "It's not just high, you treat people like fools! Who doesn't go online to check the prices now? Wouldn't it be obvious..."

While talking, another man and a woman entered the door.

The woman is holding the man's hand, and she has deliberately dressed up, revealing a large snow-white back.

Hearing the words just now, the woman was surprised and said: "What, was that expensive just now? But we have already paid a deposit..."

The man frowned: "So what, it's a little more expensive, and it's just a service. Don't be as knowledgeable as those poor people."

Being called poor people, the two young mothers showed displeasure on their faces.They are a normal family. Although they are not very rich, they are already in good condition to enroll their children in a class and buy a piano in a big city.How can you be called a poor person? !

Zheng Xin rolled his eyes, and secretly mouthed to Yu Jiu and the others: Jing, Chang, Yes.

The man was held by his female companion, and went around the exhibition hall where the piano was placed. Zheng Xin asked the reception lady to accompany the two customers to pay, and walked to the man by himself.

"What does this gentleman need?" He asked lazily, with one hand still in his trouser pocket.

The female companion smiled coquettishly: "Let's just take a look. Your house is so cheap."

Zheng Xin: "Go downstairs and turn left for Steinway, I don't have any here. We don't sell expensive ones."

The woman said it was okay, so I just took a look, but the man's face was full of disgust, but he didn't leave immediately. The two insisted on shopping around Zheng Xin's piano store, and finally said: "Let's go down and buy □□art. There will be an event in the afternoon Woolen cloth!"

□□art, sounds like a mobile phone.

Although Zheng Xin was surprised, he didn't ask much, and sent the two of them away with his pockets in his pocket.

As soon as the people left, the store was finally empty, and Zheng Xin's true identity was exposed: "Hurry up, baby, help me find out what □□art! Fuck me, I'm so ashamed, I, the owner of a piano shop, don't know what □□art is! "

Classmate Xiaoxiong thought that the baby was calling him, blushed in embarrassment, and pinched his phone to search.

"□□art...the piano...have it."

The three of them put their heads together and looked at the screen together.

"Smart piano?!"

Yu Jiu was surprised: "The piano is still intelligent?!"

Zheng Xin groaned: "Actually, there are quite a lot of guide pianos recently, just in case you don't remember the keys, put some famous scores, and press the keys you need to press to light up on the keyboard."

"..." Yu Jiu murmured, "I'm out of touch with society."

"More than that, lights are no longer enough to satisfy piano buyers. Lighting with sound is the mainstream now."

However, this technology is mainly used on electronic pianos and electric pianos, and there are still few traditional pianos. Zheng Xin only found out about it when he started a piano shop recently.

He rubbed his chin: "So this smart piano, is it just a program to automatically press the keys?"

Xiaoxiong and Yu Jiu both felt awkward.

"Can this be heard..." Yu Jiu looked at the introduction: "It says it can imitate the master's classic performance!"

Classmate Xiaoxiong: "He also said that even the strength is perfectly imitated..."

The three looked at each other: "Go and see!"

……

On the first floor of the shopping mall, there was a rush of people, and there was a red warning strip blocking an open space near the door.

The name of Shengshi Qinhang is hanging on it.

It seems that there is indeed some activity to be held, and the staff coming in and out are in a hurry.Yu Jiu and his party went in with three people, but the shopping guide ignored them. Yu Jiu looked at the price of Steinway: "Wow, Boss Cheng's is 20 cheaper than this one."

Zheng Xin almost sprayed water with a pop: "20?! IQ tax?"

"Hey." Yu Jiu said: "I don't know if this is the kind of store that looks expensive on the surface, but in fact desperately discounts the kind of store. It will make customers feel that good deals are good for money..."

Zheng Xin: "Actually, most of the prices will go up, but it won't be as much as 20!"

The three walked around, and many people in the piano store were moving the piano. After a while, a large open space was vacated.

A luxurious black-striped carpet was laid, and two grand pianos with similar appearance were placed side by side.The staff adjusted for a while, and then left again quickly.

A large screen is hung on the back wall of the two large triangular steel sets, and the advertisements of the piano store are playing repeatedly at the moment.

Yu Jiu glanced at Zheng Xin: "He is taller than you."

"...I have no money! You ask your family to invest in me, and I will make it big for you!"

Little Bear suddenly said, "Look!"

The three of them looked towards the door together, and saw several piano store staff in black suits, surrounded by a young man in white, coming in.

A group of people went straight to the door where customers stopped.

Zheng Xin patted Yu Jiu: "Look, he is taller than you."

Yu Jiu: "..."

The event announcement in the store was released soon, the □□art piano exhibition, the guest is the famous young pianist Mr. Yang Shu, starting at [-]:[-] pm.

There was still a while, and the three of them went to the coffee shop next door to eat something.

Yu Jiu made a phone call and found out that Mr. Lin was still busy, so he hung up in a bit of disappointment.

Zheng Xin winked at him: "What's the matter, sister? Isn't it good to go shopping with my sister?"

"Not good." Yu Jiu said blankly, "Who is your sister?"

Little Bear suddenly shy: "I, I."

"What should I do, I always feel that Mr. Lin is not enthusiastic recently..." Yu Jiu stirred the coffee cup in front of him: "I feel that he is very busy, very busy..."

Zheng Xin and Xiaoxiong looked at each other and asked at the same time, "Is he going home at night?"

"Of course I did! What do you mean!" Yu Jiu frowned.

Yu Jiu works in the piano room for eight hours a day. After he comes out, Mr. Lin will either work overtime or read documents at the dining table.He was quite busy before the exam, so he didn't feel much. After the exam, he obviously felt that Mr. Lin spent less time with him.A few days ago, Yu Jiu wanted to watch a movie with him at night, but Lin Cong'an said something was up, and then went back to the study for a video conference.

Yu Jiu even thought, did he ignore Mr. Lin too much, or did they get along with each other for a long time and it was not new?

In the past, Mr. Lin hugged him to sleep every day, but recently he doesn't get close...

Zheng Xin complained: "Don't you think it's getting hotter?"

Yu Jiu felt wronged: "It's okay at night, besides, we can still turn on the air conditioner."

This kind of subtle feeling cannot be expressed by words alone, Yu Jiu only felt that he had been pushed away too many times, and a sense of frustration arose spontaneously.

"Today we agreed to go shopping together, oh..."

Zheng Xin and Xiaoxiong are single and don't know how to comfort them.

There was a sudden commotion at the entrance of the mall, Zheng Xin patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's one o'clock, hurry up, let's take a seat in the front row!"

Yu Jiu adjusted his mood, and followed the classmate Xiaoxiong, who was overcoming obstacles. As soon as he got around the piano, a group of people came from behind, and soon, the large venue was filled.

The introducer took a microphone and introduced their "Baifan" brand smart piano, □□art series.

Yu Jiu hadn't heard of this brand before, Zheng Xin explained in a low voice: "I used to make a fortune in electric steel."

Introducer: "Our □□art series smart piano adopts the structure of a traditional piano, combined with the latest gravity sensor blabla..."

After a gaudy introduction, Yu Jiu listened to the general idea.That means, after analyzing the image of the master, and then adjusting the sound details, this kind of piano can imitate the master himself!

This technology is too powerful. If it continues to develop, won't it be able to completely replace humans?

After all, the music recorded and replayed by recording equipment will lose 80% of the charm of the original version, but if it is a real piano, it will play the swan song in front of you?

When Yu Jiu lost his mind, Yang Shu, the young pianist who was invited to participate in the activity, stepped forward amidst the applause of everyone.

The young man took the microphone, teased a few words, and said: "The □□art series is very magical, and I felt incredible when I saw it for the first time. He is like a second me, and he can play exactly the same as me. music."

The introducer smiled and said, "Then let's ask Mr. Yang to try it quickly."

On the big screen at the back, a video of Yang Shu's piano solo in the Grand Theater was soon released.

The track is Butterfly Lovers.

When Yang Shu played, there was a very slight dislocation in the first four measures, but it became more and more smooth as he went on, until the screen and the young man in front of him had overlapped together, and there was no one in front of the piano on the left, as if a transparent person was sitting. Played this piece without fail.

This is too high-tech!

The onlookers let out exclamations, and Yu Jiu looked at them, feeling confused.

real?So god?

Yu Jiu even felt that his ears were not so sharp anymore, and the overlapping melody was like a perfect circle without traces of splicing, and the emotions shared and blended together.

Student Xiaoxiong stared wide-eyed, and murmured: "My God, why is this..."

After Yang Shu finished playing, a few more versions of famous songs by the deceased masters were played on the big screen.

The combination of excellent sound and piano resonance is a top-level performance, and everyone is fascinated by it.

After a while, the introducer came to the stage again and introduced how powerful this □□art piano is.Of course, the price is also very high, more than 40 for one.Then he explained the content of the after-sales service, such as regularly updating the music library and keeping up with new stars in the classical music circle in a timely manner.

Yang Shu stood beside him, a little indifferent, nodding from time to time.

When the microphone was handed to him, he said: "Perfect technology. It's like inviting a pianist to your home to play." After a pause, he said: "Perhaps it won't be long before technology will replace the pianist. "

"!" Yu Jiu's mind suddenly buzzed when he heard this sentence.

He finally felt that something was wrong with this introduction session.

Machines replacing humans?

Is it really possible!

Because the audience was very loud, Xiaoxiong and Zheng Xin had to shout.

"Isn't it a bit too much to use a master to crush a chicken!" "I think so too!"

Yu Jiu: "...I don't think so!"

The introducer also talked about the advantages of the □□art piano, and said that all the bosses who are not short of money can buy the piano home and pretend to hire various world famous artists to play live for you, and customers will move soon Heart.

Yu Jiu clenched his fist unwillingly, always feeling that the piano was weird.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Yu Jiu's mind.

He said loudly: "The smart piano is not demonstrated separately!"

Yu Jiu's voice was crisp and clear, the introducer was stuck, and everyone looked in Yu Jiu's direction.Yu Jiu took the opportunity to shout again: "During the demonstration just now, this piano was either accompanied by the stereo or Yang Shu. They must not dare to demonstrate alone!"

When the introducer was stunned, a person in the same overalls rushed onto the stage, grabbed the microphone and shouted: "Who dares! Don't talk empty words! Of course we dare to open only the works of masters!"

The man motioned to the staff behind to quickly put one in.

Soon, a piece of "The Bell" that had been played just now sounded again.This time, without the blessing of a huge speaker, this unmanned machine sound finally lost a bit of its magic power to fascinate thousands of human beings.

Many people whose appreciation level is not in place said that this is not the same as before?Whoever finds fault, come out and get beaten!

There are also a small number of people who think that it is still a little bit...

Yu Jiu was wearing a mask and a baseball cap, hiding his face all the time.The introducer probably felt that the scene was under control, and couldn't help but slander Yu Jiu: "Single open, open alone, are you convinced?"

Then he removed the microphone: "You can go ahead, if you can't, don't force it!"

Yu Jiu just heard: "..."

He laughed angrily, took off his mask and his baseball cap.