Brilliant

Wen Mingyuan still didn't react after returning home. He was holding the check in his hand like an imperial decree. Why did he suddenly give money to himself? Did Mo Beicheng's brother misunderstand something?

He was a little confused.

But Wen Mingyuan still remembered to do something serious. Jiang Haishan's milk tea shop was not doing well recently. Wen Mingyuan remembered that he once mentioned that he didn't really want his niece Wei Qiumiao to follow him in the milk tea shop for the rest of his life.Wen Mingyuan's popularity has been rising recently. Sun Junliang mentioned before that he would be assigned an assistant or something. Wen Mingyuan thought that he would have to find someone to do it anyway, so it would be better to find Wei Qiumiao.

Wen Mingyuan called Jiang Haishan and asked him to talk to Wei Qiumiao. Although the entertainment industry itself was very chaotic, it was better to be safe with Wen Mingyuan's protection.

Jiang Haishan sighed, he knew that if his little niece could follow Wen Mingyuan, she would indeed be able to see more of the world, and her salary would be higher than now.But if Wei Qiumiao leaves, it will be difficult for his milk tea shop to find new employees.

"Is it Wen Mingyuan's call?" Mo Beicheng recognized Wen Mingyuan's voice, and he handed the strawberry milk cap in his hand to the guest.

Jiang Haishan just hung up the phone and replied: "Yes, Wen Mingyuan wants Qiu Miao to work as his assistant."

"Isn't that good?" Mo Beicheng asked, "Qiu Miao is actually quite capable. It would be better to let her wander outside with Wen Mingyuan than to stay here."

"Of course I know that," Jiang Haishan sighed, "but without her in the milk tea shop, I guess I will be busy in the future."

Mo Beicheng bit his lip, and he suddenly whispered to Jiang Haishan, "I've always wanted to talk to you about something..."

Seeing that Mo Beicheng was acting so mysteriously, Jiang Haishan greeted Xiao Liang and looked at the storefront. He took Mo Beicheng into the storage room behind the milk tea shop, dragged two cardboard boxes out, and asked Mo Beicheng to sit and talk.

"I have always wanted to open a studio, just to make music." Mo Beicheng said, "I can write some songs and so on, so I want to set up a studio by myself."

In fact, Jiang Haishan has always felt that Mo Beicheng is not that kind of ordinary person, just judging from his temperament and conversation, even Jiang Haishan wonders why Mo Beicheng can work in his milk tea shop for so long.

He had been wondering if Mo Beicheng was a kid who ran away from a rich family.

"That......"

Mo Beicheng explained: "I lost the ability to create music because of some things and trauma, but now, I feel that I have slowly come out. So I hope you can cooperate with me to open a The music studio, because I'm really... not good at people.”

"But..." Jiang Haishan is now in a state of confusion, "How can I trust you? I'm not denying your ability, it's just... I only know that you were a music teacher before, but I don't know that you can write music at all. And I only ran a milk tea shop before. Although I know a lot of friends and understand music, but I have no practical experience... In other words, now the milk tea shop The business situation is not very good, but... I can't suddenly close the milk tea shop and do this with you without thinking."

"believe......"

Well, Mo Beicheng had to admit that he didn't think of this. He thought that after knowing that his musical talent would come back, everything would go smoothly.

That’s right, I was able to take the M account out for a walk before, but now I have nothing... And like Shen Fengming, he knew himself before, and he also has employees who can tell the quality of the score, But how can I move Jiang Haishan?

By the way, don't you still have an account?

Thinking of this, Mo Beicheng suddenly gained confidence: "I can prove it to you, wait for me for two or three days."

Jiang Haishan nodded.

In fact, Jiang Haishan doesn't want to stay in this small milk tea shop all the time. Jiang Haishan is the first person to come out of his small mountain village and come to a big city. He originally wanted to make a career in the big city, but so many years have passed , I just guard a small milk tea shop to live.When he saw Mo Nanxuan yesterday, Jiang Haishan realized that maybe he could really rely on his acquaintance with Mo Beicheng to make further progress.

Mo Beicheng asked for leave, and took the piano score and violin from home, as well as the few banknotes he had taken out earlier.

"Why are you back? Aren't you going to work?" Wen Mingyuan was reciting his lines, but Mo Beicheng suddenly walked in.

"Do you want to do something bad?" Mo Beicheng smiled and shook the red note in his hand.

Wen Mingyuan asked suspiciously: "What are you going to do? Robbing a bank?"

"Don't worry about it, come with me when you have time." Mo Beicheng didn't explain much to him, Wen Mingyuan picked up the car keys, sunglasses and mask from the table, and followed Mo Beicheng out the door.

The two raced all the way to the city's most prestigious music academy, which is also the school where Professor Hu works.Foreign vehicles were not allowed to enter, so the two got out of the car and walked into the school.Although Wen Mingyuan covered everything tightly, the distinctive posture and aura of the two still attracted the attention of many people.

Mo Beicheng stopped a student and whispered a few words into his ear.The students followed Mo Beicheng and Wen Mingyuan.

"Go over there." Mo Beicheng seemed to be familiar with this place. He pointed to a multimedia building and walked in. The uncle who looked at the building seemed to know Mo Beicheng, and asked casually: "How many years has it been? Why haven't you yet?" graduate."

Mo Beicheng lied: "If you repeat a grade, you will graduate this year."

The uncle sighed: "Young man, if I were your age, I would study hard..."

Mo Beicheng handed over two packs of cigarettes and gagged the uncle, who then took out the key: "Be careful not to damage the machine."

"Row."

Mo Beicheng responded and walked into the recording studio.

"Wow, how did you know you could sneak in here." Wen Mingyuan exclaimed.

"I lived with Professor Hu before, and I did this with a few students, so this uncle knows me, but he is old, and he probably didn't expect that I am not from this school..." Mo Beicheng replied, " The equipment here is pretty good, although it’s worse than that of entertainment companies. And it’s easy to sneak in..."

Mo Beicheng put down the piano case, and then gave some instructions to the student who stopped him on the road. The student sat in front of the controller in front of the recording studio and turned on the controller.

"Then what do I need to do?" Wen Mingyuan pointed to himself, "Should I just stand here as a model if I do something bad?"

Mo Beicheng squatted on the ground and tuned the strings. Hearing what Wen Mingyuan said, he turned to look at Wen Mingyuan: "You took off your sunglasses and mask."

"What?"

Although Wen Mingyuan was puzzled, he still took off his sunglasses and mask from his face.

The student who had been serving as the background board just now saw his face and suddenly realized: "Are you Wen Mingyuan?"

"Yeah." Wen Mingyuan nodded, "Don't say it."

Mo Beicheng walked into the recording studio with the piano.

Wen Mingyuan smiled, is the little brother really standing here as a model?Forget it, then be a good model.

Mo Beicheng made an ok gesture to signal that he was ready.

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