Boom!
Boom!
There was a knock on the door, and Chen Minhao woke up from his dream.
He glanced at the morning light outside the window, turned over and sat up with his head slightly confused:
"Who?"
What time is it? I looked at my phone and realized it was almost 10 o'clock. It seems that I did clean the room and sort out the names of Earth songs yesterday too late. I went to bed until 10 o'clock and was still very sleepy.
"Express delivery." A steady male voice answered at the door.
Chen Minhao's brain suddenly woke up and he was even a little excited.
Once the recorder and memory arrive, the second stage of my plan can be implemented.
Although the original owner is an artist trainee, he does not know any musical instruments, let alone music theory. As for my own level, I can only play the guitar at the university's welcome party. It is impossible to sort out the sheet music of all the songs in my memory.
But if you don’t sort it out, you will definitely forget it as time goes by.
Snakes have their own ways, rats have their own ways.
Chen Minhao bought a voice recorder and a mobile hard drive online yesterday. He planned to sing all the songs in his mind, record them, and store them in the mobile hard drive for cold storage. Later, after you have learned enough music theory knowledge, you can compile it into music scores.
In order to avoid missing songs in the sorted list and ensure the integrity of the memory export, Chen Minhao used some techniques in the MECE classification rule to sort the songs last night:
First, list the song classification dimensions and classification elements as exhaustively as possible. By singer type: male singer, female singer, group. By song language: Chinese, Cantonese, English. By song style type: rock, folk, pop, ethnic, campus, children.
Then arrange and combine the elements of these categories in order, and use them as limiting conditions to recall the song title. This operation is indeed cumbersome and time-consuming, but it can ensure that the songs in your mind are sorted out as much as possible.
Chen Minhao took the trouble to record the songs one by one according to the compiled list, then transferred them to the mobile hard drive for cold storage, and destroyed the recording pen.
This mobile hard drive has the best encryption effect within his budget.
After this was completed, there was still some time before Friday, so he decided to briefly sort out the classic movie plots and TV plots in his memory.
Although he knows that the plot that the audience sees is quite different from the script of the movie, he understands better that having too many skills is better than nothing.
Chen Minhao looked down at the mobile hard drive in his hand, thinking that this was the only connection between him and his previous life.
Then I thought that it was purchased with the last remaining balance of the original owner's bank card.
There is no time to feel sorry for yourself, you must find a way to make money. In modern commodity society, money is a necessity in life!
With money, you can take a taxi instead of walking home in the scorching sun.
Due to the time of its establishment, Shenmeng is still far behind first-tier entertainment companies. Despite this, there are fourteen artists under its banner, excluding undebuted trainees, which means that Shenmeng Company covers a large area. A building, from the 6th floor to the 14th floor is a dream.
In the last phone call, Wu Xiaoshuang only said that she would come to the company at 10 a.m. on Friday, but she did not specify where in the company she would go. I called once last night and again this morning with no answer.
Chen Minhao could only choose to wait at the door of Kang Hui's office. After all, Wu Xiaoshuang was Kang Hui's assistant.
At 9:30 on Friday morning, Chen Minhao was squatting at the door of Kang Hui's office on the 12th floor, with steamed buns in his left hand and soy milk in his right hand.
"Didn't I ask you to wait for me on the eighth floor?" Looking at the confused young man in front of him, Kang Hui had a guess in his mind, and then added: "You can go to the practice room No. 3 on the eighth floor and wait for me."
"Okay." As soon as Kang Hui finished speaking, Chen Minhao responded and immediately stood up to walk to the elevator.
Kang Hui pursed his lips in a graceful arc and asked, "Why don't you ask me what I asked you to do in practice room 3 on the eighth floor?"
Chen Minhao turned to look at Kang Hui and said thoughtfully: "Sister Kang, if you think I should know, then you will tell me of course. If you don't tell me, it means I don't need to know now, and there is no need for me to ask."
Kang Hui nodded with satisfaction. She likes obedient artists who do whatever they are told because she believes that the decision she makes for them must be the most efficient and beneficial.
Chen Minhao pushed open the door of practice room No. 3 with his body. Takadao and another trainee Zhou Mingrui were already sitting on the ground inside.
Zhou Mingrui is 21 years old this year. He has good voice and singing. He is slightly chubby and may be older. He has always been a caregiver among the trainees.
The selection interviews for the trainees of Shenmeng's three-person boy band have ended, and now the three trainees have been summoned to a practice room. The purpose is self-evident. However, the three of them had a tacit understanding and did not pierce the piece of paper.
The two of them looked happy when they saw Chen Minhao coming in.
Takashima is because Chen Minhao's dancing ability is not as good as his own, and he cannot shake his position as the dance leader.
Zhou Mingrui's singing ability is the best among the trainees in Shenmeng. No matter who comes, it will be difficult for him to shake his position as the singer and composer. The reason why he is happy is that Chen Minhao is his brother in acting class, and their acting skills are almost the same. , quite a feeling of sympathy.
Chen Minhao knows that the three-person team is probably just a springboard for him, and this springboard can take him to the next destination like a train. But trains also have station tickets and soft sleeper tickets!
Referring to the memory of the original owner: the two of them have a certain level of strength, and their personalities are not dictated by nature. The car I am riding in now should be considered a hard sleeper.
Chen Minhao took a few steps forward, said hello, and continued to sit down and eat steamed buns.
Gao Dao looked at the buns in Chen Minhao's hand and said with a smile: "As the young owner of a bun shop, aren't you tired of eating buns every day?"
The corner of Chen Minhao's mouth twitched: "There are many flavors of steamed buns. I eat them seven days in a row from Monday to Sunday."
Speaking of the steamed bun shop, he suddenly recalled what his father said in the video - he might as well come back and learn how to make steamed buns from me, as he could earn more than 100,000 yuan a year.
Takashima chuckled and said, "You said that after you become famous, will your bun shop become an internet celebrity bun shop because of you?"
Chen Minhao glanced at Gao Dao: "When I become famous and have money, I will definitely let their bun shop close down and travel around the world to enjoy happiness."
Chen Minhao felt that he had taken advantage of someone else's son's body and had to give something back, otherwise he would feel guilty.
Zhou Mingrui, who had remained silent, asked in an eager tone: "What does it feel like to be famous?"
Chen Minhao answered seriously: "For shrimps, when they are red, they are ripe and ready to eat."
After saying that, he received blank looks from Gao Dao and Zhou Mingrui.
Zhou Mingrui looked at Chen Minhao with some confusion: "You always talk about eating, and I see you eat a lot when you eat in the cafeteria, but why aren't you fat?"
Chen Minhao took a look at Zhou Mingrui's figure. For an ordinary young man, he had a normal figure. But as an artist, he is indeed a bit fat.
Chen Minhao stretched his body forward and lowered his voice and said: "I have a unique secret to teach you. First swing your head to the left, then to the right. Then swing your head to the left first, and then to the right. Repeat this three to five times. "
"Can you lose weight just like this?" Zhou Mingrui looked in disbelief.
"Whenever someone invites you to eat, you will definitely lose weight if you do this."
Takashima sat upright and couldn't hide his joy and said: "Don't be joking. Be serious. After you become famous, you will be happy every day! Every time you get off the plane, there will be many people to pick you up. Just post on Weibo every day. Tens of thousands of fans replied, the announcements were endless, and the balance of the bank card increased dramatically."
Zhou Mingrui thought carefully and frowned and said, "You are so busy every day and you don't have time to spend money. What should you do?"
Takashima stepped forward and pushed him and said, "You can't spend it. Give me the money when the time comes and I'll spend it for you."
Zhou Mingrui frowned again and said, "What do you think we will do if we fail to become popular and become confused?"
Gao Dao choked Zhou Mingrui and said in a vicious tone: "Crow's Mouth, don't talk nonsense!"
Chen Minhao said subconsciously: "Then I will go back and be the young boss of my bun shop."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door to practice room No. 3 was suddenly opened. After seeing the person clearly, the three teenagers stood up and said, "Hello, Sister Kang."
Kang Hui walked in slowly and said slightly: "Good morning, without further ado, congratulations to the three of you. You will join the artist trainee program as a group."
Hearing Kang Hui's declaration, Chen Minhao, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, was still very excited and felt that every cell in his body was beating. After all, my first small goal after time travel - to join a three-person group and participate in "Artist Trainee" - was achieved.
Looking at the cheering teenagers in front of him, Kang Hui also smiled sincerely: "I will be the manager of your team from now on, and it will be a pleasure to cooperate with you. Let's go to dinner together, I will treat you to a feast."
Today is the realization of the protagonist’s small goal, and also the realization of my small goal: I received the contracted webmaster yesterday!
Thank you for visiting my book! Special thanks to CQ Liang, Saibei Scholar, non-smokers, and fellow writers who gave me encouragement, as well as Coke Dada, who signed the contract and provided plot ideas guidance!
But as Coke said, this is only the first step in a long journey of thousands of miles.
No matter what your grades are, as long as your hands can still type, you will never be too censorious. Keep it updated to about 3,000 words, and update it from time to time. The future will be more exciting, please feel free to collect!
This book is still a young seedling. To it, encouragement is sunshine and complaints are rain and dew. Sunlight, rain and dew allow young seedlings to thrive and grow into young seedlings.
(End of chapter)