All have already walked here.

Qiao Yang could only do it according to the method his old man had told him before.

If you feel nervous when there are many people in the future, shorten your horizons and keep a close eye on the music score in front of you, and don’t think about unnecessary things.

Qiao Yang did not go to watch the people below the stage, walked to the center of the stage and played the guzheng and music scores.

The guitarist saw that Qiao Yang was ready and said to the microphone:

"Next, I'll bring you a song "Dongfeng Break".

“…”

After the guitarist finished speaking, he turned his head to Qiao Yang.

Only then did Qiao Yang notice that there was a very small mark on the score, indicating that the solo did not need to cooperate with others.

But there are problems with the score itself.

What a bunch of people who are messing around.

Qiao Yang didn't know who left the score, and changed the melody of the original song.

A slow song was changed into a passionate fast song.

What Qiao Yang learned when talking about this part-time job.

That is, many things in reality are different from what you learn in books.

Additional learning space!

Qiao Yang didn't want to be embarrassed, so he started practicing this song that had been adapted while studying.

This practice took him two hours.

quit!

Two hours have made him completely remember this song.

Qiao Yang reached out and pushed the music score and began to play it skillfully.

The guitarist and the others present were frightened.

The music score was modified by a college graduate of a music school, and later some people cooperated with them to perform this song.

But no one has ever been as calm as Qiao Yang.

They looked at each other and didn't want to lose to Qiao Yang, the newcomer, and also cheered up and cooperated with his performance

Qiao Yang's appearance of playing the guzheng without music scores quickly attracted the attention of someone below the stage.

A few minutes later, the guitarists on the stage ended.

It's the turn of the next group of shows to come on stage.

But as soon as he arrived behind, the boss walked up to them with an anxious look on his face.

"Can you please do some more?"

"What happened to the boss?"

"I just got the news that several other people from the show were poached."

The guitarist and the others looked at each other, looking embarrassed.

"From 8 o'clock to 12 o'clock, four hours, we can't hold on to the iron-clad ones."

"I have to leave before nine o'clock, otherwise I won't be able to catch the bus back to school."

Qiao Yang also told him about his situation.

He came here with the idea of ​​learning. If the interview at a high-end restaurant tomorrow is passed, he plans to give up his part-time job in the bar here.

The boss gritted his teeth after hearing the words of a few people.

"Just help me survive this evening, I will find a way to do other things tomorrow."

After saying this, the boss pressed his hands on Qiao Yang's shoulder, "I've watched your performance, it's very good. Since you have to leave before nine o'clock, can you hand it over to the hour from eight o'clock to nine o'clock? Let them rest first."

“…”

The boss used to drive the ducks to put them on the shelves, but now he is simply asking the ducks to cross the strait.

"Just help this time. I will calculate you for two hundred in this hour, and three hundred is fine. If the effect is good, you will press three hundred for you every hour in the future."

He is worthy of being the owner of a bar. Although he looks a little poor, his foundation is still there, so he really dares to say it.

Qiao Yang remembers that when he was in Yue Lao Temple, seven people were busy selling flowers for a day and minus the cost, but they could not get 300 in an hour.

"Okay, I'll try it. Do you have any other music scores here?" Qiao Yang asked at the guitarist.

The guitar fingered the room where the instrument was placed, and the meaning was all there.

Qiao Yang did not delay and hurried into the room and saw a notebook and a pen hanging on the wall.

After taking down the notebook and pen, Qiao Yang began to look first.

At this time, the guitarist walked to the door, knocked on the door, and said, "You have three minutes left, and the program is about five minutes off every fifteen minutes."

"Okay, I understand."

Qiao Yang put away his pen and carefully read the music score on the notebook.

I plan to remember the score first, and then open the learning space when I feel something is wrong when I go on stage later and sharpen my guns in the face of battle.

In a blink of an eye, three minutes passed.

It's Qiao Yang's turn to play.

After putting the guzheng back on, Qiao Yang learned to be a guitarist and said:

"Next, I'll bring you a song "High Mountains and Flowing Water""

The people below were wondering where the people who performed the show used to go.

Qiao Yang was the only one in the stands, and they all started to discuss.

"Why are there only one person on the stage? Where did the others go?"

"I haven't seen this person before, I can't be a newcomer."

"What's so nice about such a soft music? Let's go."

The people in the audience have already started walking towards the door.

Qiao Yang also heard their comments. Although he was not sure to stay for this part-time job, he didn't want to break his promise to others.

Additional learning space!

...

On the other side.

In school.

Yang Xiaoyu and her roommates also had no classes in the afternoon.

The four of them were staying in the dormitory while coding homework for writing classes, discussing where to go on weekends.

"I heard that a new amusement park has been opened in Omi District. Let's go and see how it is."

"It's not so good. You have to buy tickets when you enter the amusement park. It feels like a loss if you don't play all day, but if you play all day, you feel very tired, and you haven't finished your homework yet."

"Then let's go shopping and buy some seasonal clothes. After buying them, we won't delay doing homework."

Xu Dan disagreed with Zhao Xiaohong's idea, and Su Xiaoxiao took the opportunity to invite them to go shopping together.

Zhao Xiaohong had no objection to this, so she stopped typing and turned to ask Yang Xiaoyu.

"What do you think of Xiaoyu?"

"I... go and answer a call first."

Yang Xiaoyu was about to answer when Qin Yan called.

She dropped her computer, hurried to the dormitory corridor, and answered the phone.

"Hey, Xiaoyu, if you have nothing to do at night, I will take you to meet the screenwriter now."

"Now?"

"Yes, now, I have made an appointment with her to meet in the restaurant."

"Okay, I'll go and say something to my roommate."

"Well, I'll be waiting for you at the school gate."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Xiaoyu hurriedly ran back, saved the manuscript from the computer to a cloud document, and then prepared to run out.

"I'll go out tonight and come back later to chat."

After saying that, Su Xiaoxiao heard Yang Xiaoyu running in the corridor.

Three people looked at each other.
To be continued...