The next few days.
Lin Yuan traveled between the classroom and the painting club as usual, maintaining his pace of teaching two people sketching every day.
What he didn't notice was.
Recently, Zhong Yu has been whispering with other members, seemingly plotting what he calls big news.
certainly.
Even if Lin Yuan noticed it, he wouldn't care.
After teaching sketching for so many days, Lin Yuan has begun to consider whether he should also teach the more common gouache and watercolor to expand his clientele.
However, thinking that there were not enough members to teach sketching every day, he gave up the idea temporarily.
Take your time.
There'll be plenty of time later anyway.
He plans to teach all types of painting in the future, including the most difficult Chinese painting. The blessing of teachers is the confidence in his teaching.
Besides, the system also said so.
The more people you teach, the better the effect of the teacher's blessing will be.
When the effect of the master's blessing reaches a certain level, Lin Yuan will have no choice but to raise the price.
Justified price increase.
This is Lin Yuan’s greatest motivation for teaching.
When it comes to money, Lin Yuan’s favorite day of every month is the 5th.
The fifth of every month is a good day.
April 5th is such a good day.
Because on this day, Lin Yuan will receive a large transfer on his salary card!
but…
This time, when Lin Yuan received the bank transfer text message, he was a little surprised!
Because he found that the share of the song he received this month, after deducting certain taxes, was actually more than 600,000.
Among them, "Balloon" had the highest download share last month.
Because "Balloon" was just released last month, the download results are very encouraging.
In fact, Lin Yuan’s share of song revenue is increasing almost every month, because he now has four songs helping him make money.
The more songs you have, the faster you make money!
Add to that the sales share of "Prince of Tennis" last month, the extra money Lin Yuan earned from teaching at the painting club, and the invitation fee for joining the tribal literary short story franchise...
Adding up all the projects, his total income last month has reached over three million!
This was the first time that Lin Yuan made so much money. For a moment, Lin Yuan almost wanted to customize some works with the system to help himself make more money.
But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that there was no need to rush.
When I urgently need certain works, I will find the system to pay for them. Unfortunately, the company has not sent me any orders yet.
“Krypton gold.”
Lin Yuan doesn't like this word.
If someone had told him before that one day he would spend money to achieve a certain goal, Lin Yuan would definitely think that the other person was joking.
As the saying goes: Mystery cannot change right and wrong, money cannot change fate.
But Lin Yuan discovered that if he wanted to change his destiny, he really had to spend money, otherwise how could he earn reputation points
…
Star Entertainment.
The Composition Department on the 10th floor.
The composer is hard at work.
Just then, a man in a black coat appeared at the door.
One of the members of the composing department saw the man at the door, stood up suddenly, and stammered:
"Senior..."
"What's wrong with you?" Wu Yong, who was standing next to him, followed his colleague's gaze and looked over. Then his eyes suddenly widened and he blurted out:
"Dad Yang is here at the company!"
This sentence instantly exploded in the composition department on the tenth floor.
Everyone in the Composition Department on the tenth floor stood up, looking at the calm man in black with either admiration or shock:
"senior!"
"Hello, senior!"
"Long time no see, senior!"
"… "
Greetings were heard one after another.
The man in black nodded and asked, "Where's Lao Zhou?"
Even a gold medal composer would not dare to directly address his supervisor as Lao Zhou, but the man in black did so very naturally, and no one in the entire composition department on the tenth floor thought it was inappropriate.
Because this man is the only composer in the composition department on the tenth floor, Yang Zhongming!
Wu Yong said quickly: "Please wait a moment, senior. I will call the supervisor right away."
"Need not."
Yang Zhongming spoke and walked to the window.
But when he arrived at the table by the window, Yang Zhongming frowned slightly, and his expression seemed full of confusion.
This is his desk.
He is the kind of person who doesn't come to the company for a long time.
But even so, this table should be spotless and cleaned every day.
Because this is his, Yang Zhongming's position.
But at this moment, there were actually quite a few books piled on it.
For example, "The Encyclopedia of Composition Theory".
For example, "Simple Chord Explanation".
For example, “It only takes three steps to get started with music composition.”
The mere appearance of these books in Xingmang's composition section was full of a strange sense of incongruity, so Yang Zhongming stood in front of the table for a long time.
“Oh no!”
Wu Yong felt panicked when he saw Yang Zhongming standing in front of Lin Yuan's desk.
When the other members of the composition department reacted, they looked at each other in bewilderment, their palms sweating.
This position originally belonged to Father Yang.
But because Senior Yang did not come to the company for many years, Lao Zhou assigned this position to Lin Yuan.
At that time, many people felt that it was inappropriate. What if Senior Yang found out one day
Now, many people's worries have finally become a reality, and Father Yang seems to have started to get angry.
"here."
Yang Zhongming raised his chin, looked at his seat, and said with no emotion: "Who's sitting?"
Senior Yang is really angry!
Even if Senior Yang didn't show it, everyone could feel it. For a moment, everyone was silent and no one dared to respond.
"Do you want me to ask you a second time?"
Yang Zhongming glanced at everyone lightly.
Wu Yong, who was most familiar with Lin Yuan in the department, swallowed his saliva and said with a stiff upper lip: "Lin... Lin Yuan..."
"Who is Lin Yuan?"
Yang Zhongming narrowed his eyes slightly.
Wu Yong explained with a bitter face: "Don't be surprised, Senior Yang, he is still a newcomer and doesn't understand that this is your position. This is arranged by the supervisor..."
"right!"
Other colleagues couldn't help but chime in, not wanting to see Lin Yuan suffer an unprovoked disaster: "It was arranged by the supervisor."
"Xianyu doesn't know the situation either."
"Xianyu thought that no one was sitting in this seat."
There is no way, only the supervisor can handle Dad Qu.
Yang Zhongming glanced out the window and said thoughtfully, "Envy the fish?"
Wu Yong's expression became more bitter: "Xianyu is Lin Yuan. Senior, don't blame him. He is still a college student. He has only been in our company for a short time and doesn't know anything..."
Yang Zhongming said nothing.
The people around didn't dare to speak anymore. Although they wanted to protect Lin Yuan, not everyone could bear Qu's father's anger.
Lin Yuan, just wish you good luck.
However, just when everyone thought that Yang Zhongming was going to get furious, this Qu Dad suddenly nodded, laughed casually and said:
"That's all right."
After saying this, Qu Dad Yang Zhongming turned around and left, leaving everyone in the composition department looking at each other in bewilderment.
It was as if a storm disappeared without a trace before it even started.