My mother gave herself a big trouble, and she couldn't swallow what she couldn't spit out, so that Wang Kefan had an indescribable helplessness. But after all, he has learned a lot, and in the past few months of fighting with Han Baichuan, one of the deepest experiences that Wang Kefan feels is that the media and public opinion are really unbearable.

If Zhu Ziqiang is refused to come to work in his studio, with Zhu Ziqiang's personality, he will be known to the whole world in a very short period of time.

Now Wang Kefan is a hot entertainment star in the country and even the world, if the general media's approach to celebrities is to look at them with a magnifying glass, it is at least a microscope for him.

Regardless of who is right and who is wrong, as long as Zhu Ziqiang breaks the news, the hat of "turning his face and not recognizing people" will be immediately deducted on Wang Kefan's head.

The process of turning over and whitewashing is not easy, and Wang Kefan really doesn't want to make a moth because of this little thing. It's just a job, and it's not a big deal to pay an extra salary, just to help a relative start a family.

Wang Kefan comforted himself so much, and the next day he handed over the keys to the latest 9 Series car specially given to him by BMW to Zhu Ziqiang.

Zhu Ziqiang, who got the car keys, was immediately overjoyed, but he left the unreasonable unhappiness in his heart behind. He drove around the West Lake in a very hot car, and after receiving a stop from at least a two-digit beautiful girl, he drove the car directly back to his temporary residential area with satisfaction.

The moment he got out of the car, Zhu Ziqiang finally felt that he had received the treatment he deserved.

……

A car can make Zhu Ziqiang'an born, which makes Wang Kefan very content. The afternoon of the day when he handed over the car keys to Zhu Ziqiang. Wang Kefan simply asked Song Mengyao to buy a new one for himself, and out of terms with BMW, the new car can still only use BMW, but it is replaced with a slightly more low-key 3 Series.

Guo Yujing was finally busy with the work at hand, and the two of them had nothing to do, and the two of them rarely had time to take a good look at the scenery of Tangcheng.

Due to the fact that it has just been on holiday for less than 3 days, the number of tourists in the scenic spot is not outrageous.

Walking in the sparse flow of people, Wang Kefan continued to play the role of passerby, and Guo Yujing changed into casual clothes, although it was still eye-catching. But it finally slightly concealed her unusual temperament. Along the way, only a few tourists will stare at her curiously, but as long as Guo Yujing smiles and says, "I'm not her, I just look alike." Visitors will smile. Then happily told his companion that he saw a "beautiful woman who looks like Guo Yujing".

West Lake is actually very large. Walking at a normal pace, you can walk for at least two or three hours.

When the two of them walked across the broken bridge and stepped on the white causeway. Wang Kefan suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Wang Kefan!"

Wang Kefan turned his head and couldn't help but show a smile: "Teacher Shen Bing, I haven't seen you for a long time, when did you come to Tangcheng?" ”

Shen Bing walked up to Wang Kefan, glanced at Guo Yujing first, seemed to feel a little sorry for Wang Kefan not being able to be with Liang Jing, shook his head slightly, and immediately felt that it was inappropriate, and quickly moved his neck with his hand, saying that he just had a problem with his neck, and hurriedly spoke to cover up the embarrassment.

"It's not for Liang Jing's girl, I came all the way to Tangcheng University to be a teacher, but I didn't expect her to change schools again and go to the United States. Do you say that people are angry? ”

Wang Kefan laughed twice, and discussed female fans in front of his fiancée very openly, saying, "I saw her in the United States." ”

Shen Bing immediately said in surprise: "Really? What college did she go to? ”

"Stanford."

"No wonder ......" Shen Bing nodded suddenly in realization, she also knew that Wang Kefan had become a professor at Stanford University. Speaking of this, Shen Bing remembered to greet Guo Yujing: "Miss Guo, I used to want to match Wang Kefan and my students, don't you mind?" ”

Guo Yujing smiled and shook her head, and said, "What happened in the past has nothing to do with the present. I've also seen Liang Jing, it's a cute little girl. ”

As a woman, Shen Bing naturally knew that Guo Yujing couldn't be happy at this time, so she quickly changed the topic and said to Wang Kefan: "Wang Kefan, the last time I saw you, you were still learning music theory with me, but I didn't expect that you could teach aesthetics to the students of Stanford University after only a year, which is really amazing." ”

Wang Kefan said politely: "Speaking of which, Mr. Shen Bing, I would like to thank you for giving me lessons at that time and leading me on the road of music." If it weren't for you, I might be working for some unscrupulous capitalist right now! ”

The three of them walked while talking, and before they knew it, they crossed Baidi Road, saw a café, and walked in.

After sitting down, Shen Bing and Wang Kefan chatted about their recent work.

After complaining that the current students are more lazy than the other, and their understanding is even more different from Wang Kefan, Shen Bing asked Wang Kefan again: "What have you been busy with lately?" ”

Wang Kefan said: "A few days ago, I was busy recruiting people and opening a studio, and yesterday I finally basically found all the people. Next, there are still more than a dozen advertisements to catch up, at least half a month. ”

"It's busy." Shen Bing.

"No, you're not busy!" Wang Kefan said with a smile, "If I don't work, the money won't jump into my pocket by itself." ”

Shen Bing nodded and said: "That's right, now I'm afraid that those children in the class will make money just thinking that they will be able to make money when they finish their studies and become popular in singing, but they won't think about what to do if they don't become popular." There are more and more people studying music, but there are fewer and fewer works that can be accepted by the market. To be able to reach your height, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the mainland to have a second one. ”

This sycophant was so comfortable that even Guo Yujing couldn't help but bend the corners of her mouth when she heard it.

Shen Bing is a human spirit, so naturally he will not patronize and talk to Wang Kefan, it is rare to meet these two big names, and he must take care of all aspects. She turned to Guo Yujing again and said, "Miss Guo, you should be getting married soon, right?" ”

Guo Yujing nodded and said simply: "Yes, when I am busy for a while, I plan to get the certificate with Kefan first." ”

Shen Bing smiled and said, "Then I really want to congratulate you, it's time for the wedding." Can you send me a wedding post? ”

"Teacher Shen is really joking, no matter what you say, you are also Kefan's teacher, and the wedding card will definitely be delivered as soon as possible." Guo Yujing said with a serious face.

Shen Bing smiled happily, stirring the instant iced coffee in the quilt with a spoon, and suddenly, she asked a question that interested Wang Kefan very much.

"Wang Kefan, you don't seem to have written a song yourself, right? It's all about singing about someone else. ”

Wang Kefan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled a little embarrassedly: "Teacher Shen, to be honest, it's not that I don't want to write. I really can't write it. ”

"Can't write?" Shen Bing showed a stunned expression. said, "With your level of music theory, you can't say that you can't write such things, you shouldn't!" ”

Wang Kefan said strangely: "Why? ”

Shen Bing said: "For you." Express the melody that comes to mind in your head. It should be easy, right? ”

Wang Kefan nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"That's not a statement. If you want to write a tune, it's the equivalent of filling in the empty staves with what you think? ”

The more Wang Kefan listened, the more confused he became, and said, "Yes." So what? ”

Shen Bing shook his head and said, "Then you can write it, pop songs, the tunes themselves are not complicated, with your singing ability, as long as the tunes are not ridiculously ugly, and the lyrics are not too unlevel, no matter how you write them, someone can pay for them." It really doesn't work, it's better to find a few people to arrange the music together. ”

When Wang Kefan heard Shen Bing say this, he couldn't help but take out his own set of crooked reasoning and heresies.

"Mr. Shen, I think the song must be expressive before it can be convincing, otherwise it can't be considered a good song at all. The song has to match my singing skills, otherwise why should I write it? ”

Shen Bing was stunned for half a second, and his expression suddenly became serious. She asked Wang Kefan in a deep voice: "Wang Kefan, have you noticed that you have gone around a misunderstanding?" ”

Shen Bing's level was beyond doubt, and when Wang Kefan heard her say this, he couldn't help but ask, "What misunderstanding?" ”

Shen Bing posed as a lesson to the students and said, "Let me ask you, what is a good song?" ”

This question immediately made Wang Kefan understand. Indeed, whether a song is good or not depends entirely on whether the person listening to it likes it or not, the mood at the time, life experience, and so on. In short, this is simply a matter of the benevolent and the wise, and Wang Kefan's use of "good songs" as the criterion for creation is obviously a kind of stupid behavior of cocooning himself.

"I figured it out, thank you, Teacher Shen Bing." Wang Kefan, who had figured it out, was grateful in his words.

Shen Bing smiled and said, "Actually, with your understanding, this question can be figured out sooner or later." You're typical of reading too many books, and you end up getting into the nitty-gritty of yourself. ”

Wang Kefan admitted with a smile, and Shen Bing asked again: "Then what do you mean by the expressiveness of the tune?" It should be different from what others say, right? ”

"Yes." Wang Kefan said, "At first, I thought that as soon as people hear the song, they can produce a picture. ”

"And now?"

"I think that's a stupid idea." Wang Kefan's train of thought slowly opened, "Words, sounds, and patterns are the most basic carriers of art. The reason why they were invented one by one is because the functions are different.

The easiest thing to create a sense of picture in people's minds should be words. The pattern itself is a picture, and its function is to record the events of a certain moment or express the emotions of a certain moment. And sound, the most prominent role, should be to express a continuous relationship. Music can record events because of the participation of the lyrics, that is, the words. The three are mutually reinforcing, but I was naïve enough to want to separate them......"

Wang Kefan shook his head and sighed: "I have read too much of the history of Western philosophy, which has caused me to think in the direction of mechanical materialism......

Guo Yujing complained rarely: "Is this constipation, blame the earth for no gravity?" ”

……

Wang Kefan was a rare student again, and when he said goodbye, he specially exchanged phone numbers with Shen Bing.

It is true that a person's power is still limited, and when encountering professional problems, you have to discuss with particularly professional people in order to get your thinking back on track.

Before parting, Shen Bing jokingly said to Wang Kefan: "You can write it with confidence, no matter how bad it is, I will definitely buy your album." You should have heard a saying in the circle: even if it is a bad song, listen to it ten times, and it will sound good when you get used to it. ”

Wang Kefan smiled and watched Shen Bing leave in the opposite direction, and after holding Guo Yujing for a while, Guo Yujing suddenly said a sentence that made Wang Kefan's heart jump suddenly.

"Kefan, I didn't come this month." (To be continued.) )