He Dongming came over with two bowls of noodles and put his head together: "what are you looking at?"
Wang Qian turned the computer screen and stretched out his hand to invite: "look for yourself..."
He Dongming put a bowl of noodles in front of Wang Qian. He took a bowl and directly grabbed a handful of garlic and threw it inside. He glanced at the computer screen and his eyes lit up: "yes! You stand in four places in the top ten of the new song list. Cow... Otherwise, you don't participate in the program. Just sign up with a brokerage company to release an album?"
"To tell you the truth, I didn't expect you to hide such an awesome musical talent. I spent money to download these four songs. They really sound good. I listen to them every day. I'm not tired of listening to them for the time being. They're not the same level as the songs of current traffic singers. You're the real music. Your ex-wife's songs can't compare..."
He Dongming was full of admiration.
Wang Qian's face showed satisfaction: "my music is created with heart. It's different... Those young traffic singers don't have our experience."
He Dongming despised in his eyes: "Oh!"
Wheezing
They picked up the big bowl and ate it. They ate cold dishes and drank drinks. They seemed to go back to the time when they lived in the dormitory of the University.
He Dongming sighed again: "just graduated at that time, I still wanted to be a star. I played two supporting roles in TV, and the TV dramas were all on the street. Later, no one asked me to act, but a director took a fancy to me and asked me to be an assistant for two years. There was no future. Just when Jiangsu and Zhejiang TV station recruited people, I'll try."
"Oh, unexpectedly, I've passed it. Now I mix with work every day."
Life is the process of breeding dreams and discarding them.
Finally, he may have done a career he had never thought of before.
Eating noodles, Wang Qian said vaguely, "when brother makes a lot of money in a few years, I'll invest in filming for you."
He Dongming smiled: "OK, I'll wait. I want male number one."
Wang Qian: "you don't deserve it, male number three!"
He Dongming disdained: "then I won't go..."
……
After dinner, they talked for a while and went to bed.
I'm tired.
After taking a bath, Wang Qian lay in bed and looked at his cell phone.
The above are all messages from Qin Xuerong.
Glorious Xueer: "have you had dinner? Jiang Xiaoyue and I came to Haidilao for dinner. They all said it was delicious, but the waiter was too polite and embarrassed them."
Glorious Xueer: "Jiang Jiang kept looking at your score all the way, studied it with Xiaoyue, and began to play when she got home. She said, you're great! She praised people for the first time, and even Xiaoyue and I haven't been praised by her. However, she won't let me tell you, hee hee..."
Glorious Xueer: "ginger, let me ask you, do you still have the first and second Etude?"
Glorious Xueer: "Xiaoyue likes playing music with you. This girl likes playing rock..."
Glorious Xueer: "Jiang Jiang keeps playing your tenth etude. She said that the more she plays this song, the more she likes it."
……
It's all trivial news.
It's like talking to him all the time.
Wang Qian's mouth overflowed with a smile, and his heart was warm.
Or
Continue to be a scum man?
The idea grew a little.
Wang Qian gently shook his head, his smile converged, put down his mobile phone, no longer looked at the news sent by Qin Xuerong, and did not reply, but boarded the microblog.
The number of microblog followers rose again by about 100000 to more than 1.1 million.
Many people expressed their love for his music under the comment area.
In this era when star singers focus on hyping people to run variety shows and sell faces, Wang Qian's songs are like an alien, like a little star in the dark. Although they are small, they can't be ignored or ignored.
A speech in the comment area was praised by tens of thousands of people.
"After listening to the boss's song, I found my love for music again. I don't know how long I haven't listened to music carefully, maybe for more than ten years. Now, I can wear headphones and listen to music as I did more than ten years ago, and I can spend an afternoon, just like drinking afternoon tea..."
Wang Qian also praised this speech.
Then, he wrote on his microblog and said, "thank you for your support. I didn't expect that your support was so strong. My four songs were all in the top ten of the new song list. It's enough not to ask for more. We were also brought to the rhythm by some people. Let's enjoy the music quietly and listen to the songs."
"I crossed the mountains and the sea, also crossed the sea of people, and finally became calm."
"Next week, there's a surprise!"
Click to send.
Then Wang Qian fell down and was ready to go to bed.
however.
Always thinking about something.
Picked up the phone and looked again and again.
Wang Qian replied two words to the glorious Xueer: "good night!"
Reply, the heart is relaxed, close your eyes and go to sleep soon.
…………
Shanghai.
In a single family villa.
Piano room on the second floor.
Jiang yuduan sat in front of the piano and had closed his eyes. His face was full of memories. His fingers jumped on the keys like elves, and the notes overflowed like gurgling water.
Murong Yue and Qin Xuerong sat next to each other as listeners.
Murong Yue held her chin in her hands and stared at Jiang Yu, listening attentively.
Qin Xuerong took a look at his mobile phone from time to time, obviously not paying attention.
Ding Ding
Drop the last few notes.
Jiang Yu opened her eyes and left the piano with both hands. A happy smile overflowed on her expressionless face, just as a little girl got her favorite doll.
Pop pop
Murong Yue clapped her hands vigorously: "it's great!"
Qin Xuerong also suddenly put down his mobile phone and applauded: "ginger, great!"
Jiang Yu put away the score, stood up and said, "it's a great song. Although it's simple and suitable for novices to practice, the more you play, the more addictive you become. I'll do it again..."
With that, Jiang Yu sat down and played again.
Murong Yue began to yawn, but she had to force herself to show that she was very attentive and serious.
Qin Xuerong kept staring at his mobile phone and sent a message to Wang Qian: "Jiang has played more than ten times, and I have to play..."
Uh oh
The mobile phone makes a sound.
Here comes the news.
Qin Xuerong's spirit was shocked and he saw the news from Wang Qian at a glance.
"Good night!"
Two words.
He replied to me.
He sent a message.
He must be busy and tired.
That's why I haven't had time to reply to my news.
I'm so tired now. I even took the time to return the news to me before going to bed.
"You must be very tired. You must have a good rest. You have to participate in the program. Only after you have a good rest can you be in a better state and get good grades. However, don't have too much pressure. I will support you. Moreover, your music is so great. If they don't choose you, they will have no eyes..."
I typed so many words.
Qin Xuerong stopped and whispered, "he must be tired. He doesn't want to read so many words."
Doodle doodle.
Delete all.
Type again and say, "OK, go to bed quickly. Good night!"
send out.
Qin Xuerong stared at the screen for more than a minute. Until Jiang Yu finished playing again, he still didn't wait for a reply. He immediately put down his mobile phone, clapped and said to Jiang Yu, "Jiang Jiang, great."
Jiang Yu's play is still unfinished: "I'll play it again..."
Ah
Murong Yue couldn't help yawning.