After Zhang Yiman in the company finished recording the show, he was still reminiscing about the recording this time, and shared it with Lin Qin with a lot of laughter.

Han Jue, on the other side, instantly maintained a tense state as soon as he got in the car.

The cameras in the car have been removed, so you can rest assured that you can talk in private.

Although Han Jue had already explained his "motive" halfway, he was still a bit of a thief, because he didn't know if Guan Yi would think too much and wonder if Han Jue was on the same line with him.

After the car has driven out for some distance, it seems that the atmosphere inside the car is going to be quiet.

"Do you still want to learn guitar?" Guan Yi asked casually at a traffic light.

Han Jue had forgotten about this stubble, his predecessor's company knew the details, Guan Yizhi, probably only he was the one he didn't know the most.

If Han Jue confessed to Guan Yi that he wanted to learn music again, it would definitely cause trouble. If he thinks better, he will send a music teacher from a company to teach him. If it's not good, you will think that Han Jue's value has dropped greatly, so don't waste resources.

"No, tease her. Han Jue tried not to reveal his true thoughts in his words as much as possible.

"Well, if you don't fake it with her, you have to close the distance, and the relationship between teachers and students is indeed another good way. It's good for us to have a good relationship in private, too. Guan Yi actually praised Han Jue's "fake apprenticeship".

"Could it be that she has any origins?" When the crisis passed, Han Jue turned his head back.

His eyelids were half-drooping, and he looked at Guan Yi with an expression of "I haven't heard of", waiting to be bombarded with gossip.

"The daughter of a director in Aidu. Since she was a child, she has won awards and won soft hands, and several large companies in the circle have wanted to sign her for a long time, but she has never agreed, and later won awards in singing competitions all the way, but she refused to sign a contract. Such a rare seedling, everyone just waited, but no one expected to end up in Aidu. Brother Wang said that our Jinsha originally had a plan to dig her, and it was not a bad plan at all. It turned out that her father was the director of Aidu, and she couldn't dig it at all. After the news spread, Zhang Yiman has been hidden by Ai Du, and no movement has been revealed. I finally debuted more than a month ago, and I don't know much about music, but I'm really impressed after listening to it. Guan Yi recalled some old news from the company, with some personal opinions.

"Beautiful, talented, willing to work hard, and have a background, it makes no sense if this kind of artist is not popular. So you have to keep a good relationship with her, but at the same time you can't get too close. This is an opportunity for us. Guan Yi said lightly.

Han Jue was silent.

He doesn't care whose chance this is, he is almost about to run away in 5 months, it is a king-level star...... Even if it's the daughter of Director Aidu, he Han Jue doesn't care.

But he has to stabilize Guan Yi's side, and until he makes enough money, he can't show his willingness to do it. If he earns enough, the company insists on renewing the contract, and he can say very manipulatively, "Who loves to be this star!, and the master is no longer serving!] and then leave.

Otherwise, if you expose it in advance, the competition, the reality show, say hello to you, withdraw it in minutes, and you may even kick yourself out of the house early.

Before, he wanted to get off the bus at the speed of light from the show "Let's Be in Love", and his confidence was that "There is Hip Hop" was the position he was focusing on. Judging from the experience of his previous life, the fastest source of money for a singer is commercial performances.

And with his current musical literacy, he can only produce rap music works. To be honest, in fact, he also wants to use the works of his previous life for nothing.

Han Jue doesn't know how many times he regrets it, he didn't spend a little energy learning music in his previous life. However, the reality is that he is just a small screenwriter struggling in the film and television industry, and it took him a lot of energy to even gain a firm foothold.

Originally, the reality show was a shame that the food was tasteless and abandoned, but now it is an important retreat, and it is the classroom.

If you want to learn something, you first have to take the homework assigned by the teacher seriously.

As soon as Han Jue got home, he washed up, then ordered a takeout with his mobile phone, and couldn't wait to go to the music room where he stepped into a pitiful number of times.

This room is like a fitness room, and only music-related things are put in it. There are electronic organs, there are a few guitars with different shapes and colors hanging on the wall, and there are things that Han Jue can't tell whether they are Xiao or flutes, and there are drums in the corner.

The room had not been ventilated for a long time, and the instruments were covered with dust.

Except for coming to this world and waking up, when I came to this apartment, I came in once, pressed the silent piano keys randomly, pretended to pluck and play the guitar, and suddenly felt bored. Besides, it never came in again.

He didn't think that if he took these instruments out and sold them, he didn't know how much he could sell them for. It's too late to sell now, and as a person who is about to step into the [music industry], he has to have a different attitude towards musical instruments.

Han Jue stood in front of a group of guitars, wandered for a long time, and picked a guitar with a lighter color that seemed to be used more often.

"Looks like a novice look. Han Jue muttered as if he was convincing himself.

But he actually chose this one mainly because it matched the color of the pajamas on his body.

Han Jue hugged the guitar to the computer, and obeyed the instructions of teacher Zhang Yiman, to learn music theory on the Internet first, which is the so-called "music theory", as well as staves.

"Hello everyone, I'm your little teacher Li......"

"Hello Teacher Li!" Han Jue sat in front of the computer with a small notebook and a small pen, and replied to the people on the screen.

"Welcome to the first lesson of the music theory course for beginners......

"Welcome me!"

"Let's find out what's going on with the rhythm and the big times......

"Okay, what the hell is going on?"

“......”

Then Han Jue immersed himself in video learning.

As a result, learning music theory without using the guitar at all, using an adjective is like learning formulas.

It is probably because this body is naturally sensitive to music, and the slightly boring music theory is also easily digested by Han Jue. As expected, Han Jue didn't dare to take credit for himself at all, and the calluses on his fingers reminded Han Jue not to lose his face.

After reading the knowledge of music theory, it is like a bamboo cramming style, and then there is a stave, imitating some plucked string movements, which also has a good look.

This kind of progress is like resuming training, and Han Jue can't control himself at all. The only thing he could do was to stop and admire his hand from time to time, sigh "I'm so jealous of myself", and continue to study while plucking the guitar.

Time just passed imperceptibly.

When the takeaway was delivered, Han Jue also continued to study after eating in a hurry, not watching movies, novels, or comics.

can make Han Jue endure the pain of parting love, excluding the hanging learning made him addicted to the level of progress visible to the naked eye, another reason is that a sense of urgency forced Han Jue to be unable to take the [Film and Television Knowledge Supplementary Course] with peace of mind, and he could not read novels with peace of mind.

This sense of urgency probably began after he realized that he could not easily trust the people of this world and give his life to others. When he woke up, he began to think carefully about his way forward and his way out.

There is no way, there is no such thing as his intimate girlfriend in this world, and he has to do everything by himself.

[Let's start working hard now, the worst result is just a late bloomer.] Han Jue comforted himself in his heart to relieve the pain of not being able to watch movies and novels.

Then I kept learning and learning, and I really forgot to sleep and eat.

For several days, Han Jue was studying with a guitar, and he even forgot that he had a music teacher.

By the time Zhang Yiman contacted Han Jue and asked about the progress, Han Jue was already listening to the music.

When Han Jue saw Zhang Yiman coming, he was already tired, but his eyes were very excited, and he wanted to show the teacher the results of his self-study and ask what the next stage of learning was.

Han Jue recorded a short segment for himself and sent it to Zhang Yiman on his mobile phone.

After Zhang Yiman finished reading it, he made a phone call.

"How about it, silly girl, can we move on to the next stage of the course?" Han Jue said excitedly.

The other side of the "......" was silent and did not speak.

"Hey, silly...... Teacher Xiao Zhang?" Han Jue looked at his phone and changed his name.

"You know it...... lie to me," Zhang Yiman said with a choked voice.

Ahh

"Ah, how are you, me, where did I lie...... Yes. Han Jue figured it out, and the foundation of his predecessor was still leaked.

It's very sad, I don't really want to deceive the stupid girl.

He can't control himself!

It's definitely a lot easier to remember than to study. In addition, Han Jue's physical talent is a layman, and he can feel a kind of preference given by God, and it is still a little less to learn things a day.

"I didn't lie to you, you still want you to teach me music. Han Jue wanted to shake the pot but couldn't, so he hurriedly appeased Zhang Yiman.

"You're lying to me! Your guitar fingering is absolutely ......!"

Han Jue was speechless with guilt.

“...... It's definitely like someone who has been studying for four or five weeks! What else do you want me to teach you, you must have another teacher!" After Zhang Yiman judged Han Jue's level, he cried bitterly, "I've only been a teacher for 2 days!

Han Jue vomited blood, he thought that he had restored at least two or three percent of the strength of his predecessor, but he didn't expect that it was only the level of ordinary people for four to five weeks.

Han Jue listened to the sad cry on the other side, and he was really helpless. Even if it's a recovery skill, it's still off. It seems that the skills of about 10 points in the end will be restored to 7 points at most, after all, they are not honed from scratch bit by bit. So it's important to have a professional with you. A person who immerses himself in online practice, some details cannot be learned from the Internet, and the effect of face-to-face guidance is not the same as learning through the screen.

"Well, for now, I can only be honest with you. Yes, I know a little bit of guitar, but I still asked you to teach me guitar just to test if you really want to teach me guitar. And now I know that you are a good teacher, and now I can sincerely ask you to teach me what I really want to learn!" Han Jue said with a look of approval of Zhang Yiman's tone.

"Ah, really, what do you want to learn?" Zhang Yiman stopped crying.

"You can ...... Well...... Teach me to sing, I really want to learn to sing. Han Jue kept nodding on the other end of the phone.

"Singing...... But...... Are you sure you really won't this time?" asked Zhang Yiman, sobbing.

"This ......" Han Jue wanted to agree, but he didn't know if he would learn to sing like learning guitar, and his body memory gradually awakened.

"Otherwise, you can listen to me sing now, I promise that I sing badly! In this way, if I sing well later, it can only mean that you have taught well! Teacher Zhang!" Han Jue thought of a way.

"Really, then, will you sing it now?" Zhang Yiman's voice was hopeful, and he asked weakly.

"Sing it now!"

"Sing what?"

"Singing ......" Han Jue pondered.

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