In Fang Yan's view, imprisonment is a big stain on life. But Ji Shanshan is completely inappropriate. Listening to her tone, going to jail is like having a cold.

She said, "Why, you've been in prison, and you're not alive anymore? I'll sign you the same." ”

“……”

"I'm telling you, it's not just us ketchup, it's other companies too. Don't believe it, no one is stupider than anyone else, and they all want to make money with you. ”

"Okay. ”

Ji Shanshan will be in Jiangdong this week. She made an appointment with Fang Yan to have dinner together at noon the next day, and said that they would play near Jiangdong City. She also wanted to take Fang Yan back to Yanjing, go to the ketchup headquarters, and have a good time.

"I'm starving, I haven't eaten since noon. ”

"Shall we go to dinner?"

Ji Shanshan looked around, shook her head and said, "What are you eating, it's time for you to go to work." I'll listen to you sing, and I'll leave first. It's a mess here. ”

"Then I'll ask you tomorrow. ”

"Hmm. ”

Xiaomu has a long insight, is dazzled, and admires Ji Shanshan very much, no wonder he became the vice president of ketchup at the age of 33. She and Fang Yan didn't know each other, and after chatting for a long time, not only did Fang Yan get rid of it, but the two also became friends. Xiao Mu thought that Ji Shanshan was not only an excellent agent, but also a god-level salesperson.

Moreover, Ji Shanshan is very sincere and straightforward.

What she wanted was not a contract, but Fang Yan's trust.

It's horrible.

On Mondays, business on Bar Street is relatively uneventful. But today is different. At 7 o'clock in the evening, a group of people gathered at the entrance of the nameless tavern, and it was very lively. A reporter from Jiangdong Satellite TV also arrived to do a joint report. There are also many people from record companies who sent a bunch of business cards to Lao Liu.

Xiaomu's workload skyrocketed, and the cocktails were miserable, and no customers complained.

Fang Yan sang 3 performances for 30 minutes. Lao Liu walked quickly, pulled him aside, and whispered: "Xiao Yan, you go through the back door first for a while, otherwise you won't be able to get out." ”

"Okay. ”

"Also, you're ......"

Lao Liu didn't know what to say. He is an old-fashioned person, righteous, face-loving, and does not open a bar to make money. This is good, it was not easy to calculate, but it was calculated by Fang Yan. He felt quite awkward in his heart, worried that Fang Yan would look down on him. But he really couldn't say it.

Fang Yan's eyes were bright, and he asked, "Lao Liu, do you have a salary that you settle every week?" I'm a little short of money. ”

"Chengcheng. ”

"Also, the friends who came last time also played music. I'll let them sing too, okay? No money, just practice. ”

"Hey, what's this, anytime. ”

"Let's go. ”

"You wait a minute. Lao Liu took out two cups, clicked open a box of blue cards, poured a shallow sip of wine each, handed Fang Yan a glass, and said, "Let's drink one for the two brothers." ”

"Good. ”

Fang Yan left, without saying the word "thanks", Lao Liu's heart was much more comfortable. He felt that Fang Yan seemed to be very good at that kind of trick in the rivers and lakes. He pursed his lips, thinking to himself that he would see people's hearts over time, so let's take my time.

Lao Liu was stunned for a long time, squinted his eyes again, looked Xiaomu up and down, and said, "How the hell did you make wine, did you do it?"

“……”

Fang Yan is gone, but the business of the nameless tavern is still booming. Many guests poured in, staring at the empty little stage. Among them, there are many acquaintances in the music circle, as well as entertainment reporters, and everyone drinks and chats, which is very lively.

Yuan Yuan asked Fang Yan to come to the school to find her after singing.

There is a McDonald's outside the east gate of Koto Normal University. Fang Yan hadn't eaten McDonald's in 5 years, and he ordered a bunch of Big Macs and chicken wings, thinking it was supreme delicious, and devoured it. Yuan Yuan bit the fries and looked at him with a smile, relaxed and happy.

"Demon, hehehe. "She's silly.

At 9 p.m., the two walked hand in hand. The campus is filled with a peaceful spring atmosphere, and the light from the street lamps is warm. A couple walked into the deep woods and did not come out for a long time. On the lawn in front of the school building, there are boys holding guitars and singing. The windows of the girls' dormitory are lit.

"I'm on the 3rd floor, that window. Yuan Yuan pointed to the balcony of the dormitory.

“…… I see it. ”

Fang Yan was embarrassed. His old tracksuit was washed and hung miserably on the balcony, fluttering in the wind, next to a pile of girls' little clothes.

"You've been carrying a guitar for so long, aren't you tired?"

"Not tired. ”

"That's right. Well, I'm going up. Yuan Yuan's little face flushed, she approached Fang Yan's face, looked at it carefully, turned around and ran upstairs. She ran so fast that she nearly tripped in the doorway.

Fang Yan returned to the tube building in the urban village and found that Yang Zhenyu had actually come back to live, he was sitting in front of the desk, studying with the lamp on. Fang Yan was a little strange. Zhenyu fell too far in his professional classes, and he said that he would move back to the dormitory, attend classes steadily, and come back on weekends.

"Don't mention it, don't mention it. Yang Zhenyu sighed.

He became an internet celebrity and couldn't stay in the dormitory at all. Everywhere he went, there was a group of people pointing at him. Back in the dormitory, the classmates I knew and didn't know came to the door, queuing up to watch the lost soul, and I couldn't get rid of it. What's even more terrifying is that no matter whether he is angry or confesses, others laugh at him the same. He had to move back in.

"Hahahaha. "Fang Yan couldn't be happy.

Yang Zhenyu's face changed, and he said in a trembling voice: "Yes, yes, they laugh at me like this." ”

Just after 10 o'clock in the evening, Yang Zhenyu was still gritting his teeth and studying, Fang Yan sat on the sofa and played Fanta electric guitar, without answering the speakers, not disturbing the people. Yang Zhenyu studied for a while, stopped writing, and silently listened to the slight sound of the guitar.

He came up with a plan.

"Master. He asked. "You're not going to the Nameless Tavern tomorrow, are you?"

"Well, no. ”

"Then you come to me at night to practice, and I will learn too. ”

"Good. ”

At noon on Tuesday, Fang Yan and Ji Shanshan ate at a small restaurant called the Red House and ate for more than two hours. Ji Shanshan talked about the advantages of ketchup, and said it very carefully. The company ketchup is basically the product of CEO Cao Weiran's personal will, strong, ferocious, and most importantly, ketchup is really pursuing music quality and respecting musicians.

Objectively speaking, ketchup is a good fit for Fang Yan.

"Let me think again. Fang Yan said. He is very interested, but it seems that becoming a professional singer and musician is still far away. He's only been out of prison for a few days and he's happy with his current condition.

"You take the big idea yourself, what's the hurry. Ji Shanshan said that there are many advantages to signing a contract, but the disadvantage is that it is not very free, it is exploited by capitalists, and many things have to be arranged by the company. After all, you become a product of the recording industry. She flipped through her phone for a long time and said. "Shall we go to the seaside town tomorrow? I haven't been there in a long time. ”

"Don't go. ”

"Not interested, huh?"

Fang Yan was speechless and asked, "Sister Shanshan, aren't you busy?"

"You don't understand, no matter how busy we are, we have to pretend to be idle...... Besides, I'm staying with you right now, and I'm working. When I trick you over, I'll be able to sleep for a few days. ”

“……”

Fang Yan returned home, read a book and played the piano. Yang Zhenyu came back at 5 o'clock, and the two ate a big bowl of beef noodles in a small restaurant. Yang Zhenyu was very shocked when he heard that such a good company as ketchup was going to sign a contract with Fang Yan. "Dude, sign it, why don't you sign it?"

"I haven't figured it out yet. ”

"What kind of person is Ji Shanshan, the big man of ketchup. Do you know, if she were your agent......" Yang Zhenyu didn't understand anything, just talk nonsense.

"Big brother, eat your meal. Fang Yan said.

After the two finished dinner, Yang Zhenyu bought 6 cans of beer, wandered around the neighborhood for a long time, and went upstairs into the house. He served his master diligently, picked up the speakers, and asked him to play the electric guitar well.

"Zhenyu, won't I make a noise with you?"

"No noise, no noise. I learn from mine and you play yours, it doesn't matter. ”

"Oh. ”

"Hey, hey, hey. Yang Zhenyu smiled sinisterly.