Shitou was very capable and knew everything about Mo Xiaoya. Wen Liang was very satisfied after hearing what he had said. He then gave some instructions to An Baoqing and left.
At this time, the sky was bright, and the sun was shining on the ground like it was free. The stuffy air spread from the soles of the feet to the scalp. The slightest movement would make the body covered with layers of sweat. Chang Cheng started the car, unbuttoned the collar of his short-sleeved shirt a few more times, and cursed: "This rotten weather is killing me."
Wen Liang yawned, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and said, "This is still good. In a few days, it will enter the middle of the dog days. The sourness will be so refreshing that walking will be like taking a shower."
"Hey, it's good to take a shower, the girls are all wearing skirts..." Chang Cheng smiled lewdly, and it was obvious what he was thinking was dirty and filthy.
Wen Liang glanced at him and said, "Old Chang, you always say that you truly love Zhuo Min, but I see that you fall in love with every woman you meet, just like a stud in heat. Is this true?"
"How can we be sure?" Chang Cheng immediately became anxious and said, "Boss, I almost took out my heart and liver to show you. What's flowing inside is not blood, but my true love for Zhuo Min!"
Wen Liang almost vomited after hearing this and said, "Stop it, tell Zhuo Min about this kind of corny talk, don't waste my ears."
Chang Cheng complained: "She has to be willing to listen..."
"A good girl is afraid of a clinging man. As long as you are good at it, why worry about not being able to win him over? But I'm going to warn you in advance. Something might happen recently. I'm afraid that you and Zhuo Min will be delayed for a while."
Chang Cheng shrugged and said, "It's better to leave it alone. Maybe if I stop bothering her, she will start to remember my kindness."
Wen Liang smiled, looked at the scenery outside the window, thought of Ning Xi's happy and angry face, and said, "I hope so!"
Before Wen Liang returned to Xiyuan, he received a call from Qin Yin. After a few pleasantries, Qin Yin said, "Last time you said you would introduce me to that friend who does music. It's been a long time. Did you forget?"
This was when Wen Liang asked Qin Yin to compose the song "Chinese", and she said it was written by Tan Yu, which aroused her curiosity. I didn't expect that after so long, she still remembered it!
"How could I forget what I promised you? I've been too busy lately and haven't had time to introduce you guys... How about this, I happen to be free today. Are you at home or at school? I'll bring him over for you to meet. If you get along well, please help me guide him. Maybe I can even train him into a future superstar."
The following words were naturally a joke. Qin Yin had known Wen Liang for a long time and would not take it seriously. She chuckled and said, "I'm at school, come over."
Wen Liang asked curiously, "Isn't it summer vacation?"
"We are working together to produce a musical that will be performed after school starts, so we have the summer vacation to get back on track."
"Okay then, see you later!"
Wen Liang hung up the phone and said to Chang Cheng, "Go to Tan Xue's house."
Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped downstairs of Tan Xue's house. Just as Wen Liang was about to get out of the car, he saw Tan Yu carrying a worn-out guitar and three young men walking out of the corridor.
Rolling down the window, Wen Liang called out, "Tan Yu!"
Tan Yu looked over and saw that it was Wen Liang. He smiled happily and ran over, leaning against the window, and asked, "Why are you here?"
Wen Liang smiled and said, "I have something to talk to you about... What, is there a performance?"
Tan Yu said embarrassedly: "What kind of performance is this? I just wander around the streets. If I'm lucky enough to see a small restaurant opening, I can even go on stage and sing a song to earn some money. If I'm unlucky, I'll just set up a stall on the side of the road, and I'll always be chased like a rabbit by the aunties from the street office..."
At this time, several other people also gathered around. One of them had a wisp of curly hair on his forehead and long hair tied up with a rubber band at the back of his head. He asked, "Tan Yu, who is this person?"
Tan Yu pointed at Wen Liang and introduced him proudly, "Wen Liang, my best friend!" Then he said to Wen Liang, "This is the bassist of my band, his name is Zheng Xiaolong."
Wen Liang of course had to give Tan Yu face, so he lowered his posture, took the initiative to extend his hand, and smiled at Zheng Xiaolong: "Hello, Brother Long!"
Zheng Xiaolong glanced at him, nodded slightly, but did not shake hands with him, and said: "Tan Yu, let's go, don't go too late, the good places have been taken."
Musicians are all very proud, Wen Liang understood this very well, so he didn't argue with Zheng Xiaolong and took his hand back as if nothing had happened. However, Tan Yu couldn't bear to see it and said, "Xiaolong, I was shaking hands with you, what's wrong?"
Zheng Xiaolong frowned and said, "I have a mysophobia, you know that, who knows if he washed his hands after going to the toilet just now?"
This guy looks to be in his early twenties, probably the oldest person in Tan Yu's band, but he has no social common sense at all and his emotional intelligence is terribly low.
"you… "
Tan Yu was about to speak, but was stopped by Wen Liang. He blinked, put his hand to his nose and sniffed, and said, "What Brother Long said makes sense. Actually, I really didn't wash my hands when I went to the toilet just now. There seems to be a smell..."
Zheng Xiaolong immediately took two steps back, looking at Wen Liang's disgusted expression, which made Wen Liang laugh. Tan Yu obviously had no way to deal with this mysophobia, so he had to hold back his anger and asked, "Brother Wen, what do you want from me?"
"Nothing..." Wen Liang looked at the people around him and said, "Go and do your thing. I'll find you another day."
"It's okay!" Tan Yu handed the guitar to another boy of about 17 or 18 years old behind him and said, "I'm not going today. You guys go first."
Hearing this, Zheng Xiaolong angrily said, "How can you not go when we agreed to do this? Besides, without you as the lead singer, what are we going to perform?"
"Huohua can sing, too. Let him be the guitarist and lead singer today. Let's lead a show first."
The boy who took Tan Yu's guitar murmured, "I, I'm afraid I can't do it..."
Seeing that Tan Yu's band was about to be torn apart because of his arrival, Wen Liang spoke up at the right time and said, "How about this, let's just take a day off today. In the evening, I'll find a place for you to perform."
Zheng Xiaolong looked at Wen Liang with contempt and said, "You're looking for it?"
Tan Yu knew that Wen Liang's power was extraordinary, so he didn't bother to scold Zheng Xiaolong and asked in surprise, "Brother Wen, is it true?"
"Um!"
Wen Liang nodded. With so many bars under Lord An Bao’s control, wouldn’t it be easy to find one and arrange a performance for them
After receiving Wen Liang's assurance, Tan Yu was so excited that he almost jumped up and said, "Okay, I'll listen to Brother Wen. Let's go back and adjust our treasure. We must win a great prize tonight."
The boy named Sparks nodded immediately and said, "Got it!"
The other one also nodded in agreement. Zheng Xiaolong was alone and could not do anything. He snorted coldly, turned around and left without saying anything.
Tan Yu apologized: "Brother Wen, he has a bad temper, don't mind it..."
"No!" Wen Liang smiled and said, "He has a strong personality. Music requires people with unique personalities. I like him very much."
After Tan Yu got in the car, Wen Liang told him the destination and then talked about the lie he had told Qin Yin, asking Tan Yu not to reveal the truth.
Tan Yu was stunned and said, "Conservatory of Music? Teacher? Lyrics? Composition?"
Wen Liang nodded and said, "Yes, it sounds a bit complicated. Just remember that you wrote some songs and let me use them. That's all."
“Okay… okay!”
When they arrived at the entrance of the Conservatory of Music, there was a rule that outside vehicles were not allowed to enter, but good cars were always treated better, and the guard at the gate did not make things difficult for them. He pulled up the railing and let Wen Liang and the others in.
Qin Yin was not in the music department office, but in her personal studio in the southwest of the campus. It was called a studio, but in fact it was two empty storage rooms, which Qin Yin borrowed from the school and renovated, breaking through the wall, adding equipment, and turning it into a studio.
I knocked on the door, and the person who opened it was another old acquaintance, Yan Ge. When he saw Wen Liang in front of him, a hint of discomfort flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.
"Please come in, Teacher Qin is waiting for you."
He nodded gently and kindly. No matter what the girl's past was like, to him, she had only one identity, that is, Qin Yin's student.
"Thank you for your help!"
Wen Liang walked into the room sideways, but did not see Tan Yu following in. Turning back, he saw Tan Yu staring at Yan Ge stupidly, unable to even move his feet.
Yan Ge had obviously been looked at like this many times, and she was not annoyed. Perhaps she enjoyed the feeling of being noticed. She smiled slightly and said, "Classmate, aren't you going to come in?"
"Hmm? Ah, go in, I want to go in."
Tan Yu came back to his senses, hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at Yan Ge again, and kept walking into the house, but unexpectedly bumped into Wen Liang's back with a bang.
"Ouch."
Wen Liang reached out to help him up and said speechlessly, "Be careful!"
Tan Yu secretly turned his head and saw Yan Ge covering her mouth and laughing. She was so well-proportioned, with a graceful look, and indescribably charming. His heart suddenly beat fast, but his face became hot as fire.
Wen Liang shook his head secretly but didn't care much. After all, he was also a little dazed when he first saw Yan Ge. Tan Yu was a young man at heart, and it was understandable that he behaved like this when he suddenly saw a beautiful woman.
"Teacher Qin, this is the music prodigy I told you about, my good friend, Tan Yu!"
Qin Yin came over, and following Wen Liang's introduction, she looked Tan Yu up and down, and chuckled, "Heroes emerge from youth, that's absolutely true."
Tan Yu was also looking at Qin Yin, and was obviously frightened by the birthmark on her face, but he immediately realized that it was impolite to do so, so he lowered his head and said, "Teacher Qin, you are too kind, I really don't know anything."
"Too modest," Qin Yin saw his expression but didn't take it to heart. After all, not everyone can be a confidant like Wen Liang who has discarded the skin. She said, "A man like Wen Liang who is so arrogant would praise you to the sky. I begged him for a long time before he was willing to bring you to see me. Besides, how could such lyrics and music style of Chinese be written by someone who knows nothing?"
Tan Yu felt even more embarrassed, and looked at Wen Liang for help, but Wen Liang gave him an encouraging look, meaning that since he was here, he should just pretend to be a die-hard. However, apart from the songs that Wen Liang borrowed, Tan Yu really wrote a lot of high-quality music. Qin Yin was a person who knew what was good. After listening to Tan Yu's a cappella singing, although his voice and level were not amazing, at least his doubts about Wen Liang gradually disappeared. Maybe those songs were really not his handwriting...
Qin Yin smiled suddenly. What if it is, what if it is not? The most valuable thing about a soulmate is the word "know" which means knowing one's heart, and music is just an external thing.
After spending the whole morning at the Youth Teachers' College, under Wen Liang's suggestion and encouragement, Tan Yu became Qin Yin's apprentice and became an extra-curricular disciple. Tan Yu pursued music, but he was unconventional and his development prospects were not great. Now that he has Qin Yin's professional guidance, although he may not achieve much, after all, fame mainly depends on luck, but at least he is heading in the right direction and can try to keep going.
After becoming a disciple, they naturally had to celebrate. Wen Liang hosted Qin Yin, Tan Yu, Yan Ge and other students from the studio for lunch. The place they chose was neither too high nor too low, and was the most suitable place for a party. After eating and drinking, Qin Yin and his group continued to go back to school to perform a musical, while Wen Liang and Tan Yu went to a bar owned by An Baoqing that was themed around dancing and carnival.
An Baoqing had made advance arrangements, and the bar manager was of course very enthusiastic. He not only agreed with Tan Yu on the time, number of performances, and price, but also took the initiative to propose a long-term agreement, inviting them to perform in the bar. However, Tan Yu was not someone who didn't know when to advance or retreat. He knew that this was just to give face to Wen Liang, and that he himself did not have the ability to take on the contract, so he thanked him and declined.
Coming out of the bar, Tan Yu said excitedly: "Brother Wen, thank you!"
Wen Liang put his arm around his shoulders and said jokingly, "Don't be so formal. I'll call a group of people to come and support you tonight. As I said before, when you become rich in the future, give me a VIP ticket for free!"
"I'd even invite you to be a guest..." (To be continued)