When Wu Bing got home, it was almost five o'clock.

Still feeling a little dizzy.

At the same time, there seems to be a complicated situation in my heart, which is rolling up little by little.

A feeling she couldn't even describe.

Today's experience is too strange for her.

A boy who has always had a good impression, studied the directing department, and actually knew how to write songs, and opened his own studio, saying that he wanted to sign a contract with himself and let himself be a female singer under his studio?

And...... Seeing with your own eyes, hearing with your own ears, as if everything is true?

At least the contract in hand can't be fake.

The big fat man named Kong Quan spent half an hour explaining to himself one by one, saying that this is a standard contract signed in the music industry, and after signing it, he will become a singer.

Dizzy.

In addition, he really knows how to play the piano, and he plays it so well - when he plays the piano, he looks really handsome, even more handsome than usual!

That...... Am I going to sing?

I put my things on the computer desk in my room first, and after thinking about it again, I turned around and opened the drawer, put it in the drawer, and took a shower before my parents came back.

The house at home is not big, just a bathroom, although it is her own parents, but she is still used to staggering their time at home to take a bath.

When she had finished taking a shower and was still drying her hair, she was thinking about the events of the day in her mind over and over again, when she heard the sound of the key, and then her mother pushed the door in.

He called "Mom" and got up to take a bag of vegetables.

Wu's mother changed her shoes, casually asked what she had eaten at noon, and went into the kitchen.

Wu Bing thought about it and followed.

Mom washed her hands and made the rice first, and then began to clean up the dishes, put the refrigerator in the refrigerator, and left what she wanted to do tonight, and began to pick it, Wu Bing took the initiative to go over and help, and the mother and daughter chatted while cleaning up.

Well, I sent Yuanyuan to the car, um, I cried, we both cried, I found a place to eat some ice cream, and went around the mall in the afternoon, but I didn't buy anything...... Probably, nothing more than these topics.

But as she spoke, Wu's mother suddenly said, "Have you thought about what your father said yesterday?"

Wu Bing hesitated for a moment and said, "Not yet." ”

Wu's mother said "um" and said, "It's okay, don't worry, think slowly, you don't necessarily have to listen to your father, if you really like it, then you can continue to learn drama, it's not impossible." ”

Wu Bing fell silent.

After a while, Wu's mother saw that her daughter didn't speak, looked up at her, suddenly smiled, raised her hand, rubbed her face with the back of her clean hand, and said with a smile: "It's okay, Mom will definitely support you!"

Wu Bing laughed, "Thank you, Mom!"

After a while, she suddenly asked, "Mom, what do you say...... If I learn to sing, will I be able to do it?"

Mother Wu glanced at her while picking vegetables, "Why did you think of learning to sing again?"

Wu Bing said: "I went to school today to send Yuanyuan, and I met two teachers chatting, and when I saw me, one teacher said, saying that my voice is actually very good, but it is not hard enough, the singing knife is not hard enough, the singing knife is not heavy enough, and the words of Hua Dan are not brittle enough, but singing, it should be better." ”

"Really?" Wu's mother looked at her again, "That's also possible, I'm sure the teachers are more professional." ”

Wu Bing looked at her mother, and she could feel that her mother should not have seriously considered the problem she said.

couldn't help it, she asked again, "Mom, then you say, should I be a singer?"

Mother Wu suddenly laughed, "Silly girl, do you think it's so easy to be a singer? Let me tell you, in any industry that seems to have infinite scenery, one is counted as one, and every successful person has to step on hundreds and thousands of failed people under his feet! Singers are so easy to be? Silly girl!"

Wu Bing smiled and didn't say anything more.

When the rice cooker was cooked and tripped, Wu's mother had already started stir-frying, and it just so happened that Wu's father came back at this time.

Unlike Wu's mother, who has only been a customer service operator for many years, and has only been a supervisor in recent years, Wu's father is a scholar, and his family history is not yet forty years old, and he has been rated as a professor before the age of forty, and now he is teaching at Yenching Normal University.

Seeing his baby daughter, he showed a rare smile, and the father and daughter also briefly chatted about today's itinerary.

Soon dinner was seated, and the family had dinner.

Earlier, when their family was in Hangzhou (not that I always typo, I really don't allow place names to appear in the book, and I hope readers and grandfathers will know about it), they lived with their grandparents, and the old men and old ladies are old-fashioned cultural people, and the rules of running the house are particularly big, and they pay attention to food and silence, but since Father Wu was transferred to Yenching Normal University, their family moved to Yenjing, only a family of three, and slowly this rule is gone.

During the meal, Wu's father took the initiative to speak and said to his daughter: "Today I went to our school's admissions office, and my colleagues over there told me that art students also belong to liberal arts students, so in fact, the art line, the undergraduate line and the heavy main line are parallel concepts, but the pass card you took the exam is something that the art colleges themselves have made up, so there is no problem for art students to give up their art examination results and fill in the normal undergraduate colleges, as long as the scores are reached, they can be admitted." ”

Speaking of this, he also looked at Wu's mother, a little proud, and said: "And I inquired clearly, as long as you are a faculty member of this school, with the title of associate professor or above, and have worked in this school for three years, if your children apply for the examination, they will be given preferential treatment, and they can be admitted to the line!

Mother Wu was surprised at first, and then turned her head to look at her daughter, "Bingbing, do you hear me?

Wu Bing raised his head and gave his parents a smile, "um", and nodded, but soon lowered his head and picked up the rice - a full mouthful, but suddenly there was a feeling that he couldn't swallow it no matter what.

The complicated situation in my heart seems to be going up little by little.

She was a little flustered.

finally swallowed this mouthful of rice, but she still couldn't hold back and asked, "Dad, I'...... I want to learn to sing. ”

"Huh?"

Dad Wu raised his head and suddenly smiled, "Singing is good, you can learn if you want to! Anyway, it shouldn't be too much different from singing? It's all musical." If you want to learn, you can learn, this is not in the way. Dad has always encouraged you to develop a few hobbies, and that's a good thing. Just don't think of it as a skill to survive in the future!"

"When it comes to girls' future work, I don't mean universality, but I do think that for many girls, being a teacher is a very appropriate job. ”

"You see, first, it's stable, right? Second, it's a good thing to teach and educate people, it's good for the country and the people, and third, girls are more gentle, careful, and more patient, which is very compatible with the profession of teaching and educating people." This is in ancient times, even if it was the time when the knotting was remembered, in fact, our ancestors had already assigned the work very properly, and at that time, ......"

Wu Bing's mouth was already open, and there were a lot of words in his throat, listening and listening, but he closed his mouth again, silent, and when his father finally finished speaking, he nodded and said, "Well, yes." ”

............

There are no stars in the sky, but the moon is bright tonight.

Lying on the bed, the lights were turned off, and the curtains were only slightly torn open, and the moonlight poured in.

Wu Bing leaned sideways on the bed, but he didn't sleep, just opened his eyes and was stunned.

My mind was tossing and turning, thinking about all sorts of things.

She was born in Hangzhou, her grandparents are university professors, since she can remember, her father has been an associate professor, although her mother's work is not worth boasting about, but she is super beautiful, is the kind of beauty that anyone, regardless of gender, young or old, will feel amazing for the first time when they see her.

To herself, she is also a little star in kindergarten, who sees it is a little beauty embryo, and then began to learn drama at the age of six, and entered the Baihua Opera Troupe in Zhejiang Province at the age of nine, studied under famous artists, learned Yue Opera and Kunqu Opera, until she was thirteen years old, because of her father's job transfer, she had to leave Hangzhou, and then gave up learning opera.

However, less than a year later, when I was 14 years old, my parents were finally moved by the teacher's sincerity and agreed to let them continue to study opera, and were strongly recommended to enter the Yanjing Opera School.

Up to now, except for the year when I stopped in the middle, I have been studying drama for more than 11 years.

Ask yourself, do you like singing?

Should like it!

Maybe I didn't care about it originally, but when I found that I sang well, everyone praised me for my talent, and slowly and unconsciously, I really started to like it.

It's a pity that after traveling between two places and learning three kinds of opera in the past 11 years, it is still not an easy thing to sing for the rest of your life.

She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it again.

The complicated smell of the situation in my heart is on my chest, and I can't go up or down, which makes people feel so uncomfortable.

I want to cry.

What am I going to do?

I envy Yuanyuan.

She can basically determine that she can be a Peking Opera actor for the rest of her life.

What about me?

Go to your father's school, graduate and become a teacher?

I remember that when I lived with my grandparents in the early years, my grandparents were very opposed to learning drama by themselves, and my grandma also said many times that she looked like herself, and at first glance it was the face of her aunt - in fact, her grandparents have always disliked her mother very much, thinking that she was too beautiful, probably thinking that she was also an aunt's face, right?

After all, he looks like his mother by seven or eight points, and even now, he is about the same height. Isn't talking about herself talking about her?

Mom's singing is actually very good, her voice is already good.

But she has been a telephone operator all her life, answering the phone, listening to people's angry complaints, and then recording them, appeasing the complainants, and when necessary, she has to apologize patiently and repeatedly.

If a person with an aunt's face becomes a teacher, will he be dignified?

Why do I have to be modest?

Can't I just do what I love?

Unconsciously, the night was already deep, but Wu Bing's eyes were still wide, savoring some things.

She didn't know when, she suddenly got up, turned on the light, opened the drawer, pulled out the contract, and held it in her hand—after hesitating for a full three minutes, she picked up the pen and began to fill in the information.

Signature, signature, signature.

The last page is up, signed.

So be it!

If you try singing, maybe you can get something new?

After all, he said that he wanted to write a song for himself to sing when he was singing, and he taught himself what he looked like when he sang sentence by sentence, which was really serious.

When he plays the piano, he looks really handsome.