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All successful people, regardless of whether they have real talent or not, this fool is indispensable. will flicker, and if you don't have the ability, you may be able to make a windfall; will not fool, even if you have the ability, most of them may only die on the beach.

Zhao Yiming is well aware of this truth.

So before he told Yan Hanxuan the facts, he thought of a set of rhetoric in a hurry, planning to pretend to be clever and clever to fool her, stun her, and get her.

"Aunt Yan, in music, my hobby is more in lyrics and composition than in performance. Since I studied music, I have also composed some music. Maybe I'm lucky, most of my music is still quite popular, and the first song I wrote was chosen by Shen Ping and the teacher's son, director Ye Junhua, as the theme song of his new movie. Actually, I don't think my first work was as satisfying as my next few works because of experience. ”

Saying that, Zhao Yiming showed a ashamed smile to Yan Hanxuan.

This passage was extremely modest by him, but it was very different in Yan Hanxuan's ears. Of course, the music works that can be favored by the well-known director Ye Junhua will not be bad, not only will they not be bad, but they will not be ordinary goods. Considering that Zhao Yiming is a newcomer who is not well-known, there will be nothing else that can impress Ye Junhua except for the quality of his works. Yan Hanxuan understood this truth, so her eyes when she looked at Zhao Yiming changed a little: If you can have this achievement, you can be regarded as a songwriter. You can no longer just think of the other person as a child learning music.

Seeing the change in Yan Hanxuan's eyes looking at him, Zhao Yiming knew that his foreshadowing was successful. One of his words seems modest, but in fact it is arrogant. Anyone can hear his subtext: it's not that I treat myself as a green onion, but that I'm simply a green onion.

"And the music I'm playing today is inspired by a story."

It has been said that there must be nine truths out of ten sentences, so that only one false word can be believed. But in fact, sometimes the ten sentences are full of lies, and no one can not believe them. Because there are so many lies, people who have heard too much can't tell that the sentence is a lie.

Zhao Yiming adapted the story of Beethoven who was moved by a girl who wanted to help the elderly ask for help, and smoothly adapted it into a Chinese-style story, and told it with emotion.

Yan Hanxuan had never heard of this story that circulated in another time and space.

But she couldn't argue with it.

How true can a story be without talking about it? Even if there is ample evidence that the story is made up, so what? Zhao Yiming has already said that he just got inspiration from this story.

Where to get inspiration is the biggest truth in the world, because people can be inspired everywhere in life; But it can also be said that this is the biggest lie in the world, because anything that is not reliable can be labeled as a source of inspiration.

"Because I was inspired, and I didn't plan on any complicated musical structure. So it didn't take much time to compose this piece, with the revisions. But when it came time to finally come up with a name for the piece, I was blind. ”

"The girl in the story doesn't have a name. I was going to use the name "To the Nameless Girl". However, later I found that the image of Ning Muxiang was more in line with the artistic incarnation of that kind girl. I think they have the same temperament and characteristics. Therefore, I would like to name this piece "To Ning Muxiang". ”

After a while, he finished speaking. A lie that is not perfect, and can even be said to be a bit far-fetched, has finally been made up by him. To Zhao Yiming's surprise, Yan Hanxuan and Zheng Kai actually believed it and made a sudden realization. And Ning Muxiang looked at Zhao Yiming with wide eyes, her eyes full of surprise. She probably didn't expect Zhao Yiming to be so foolish.

But seeing Zhao Yiming's sincere expression, she was a little skeptical that her ears were wrong when she heard him play just now.

How did she know.

The so-called highest level of fooling is to deceive yourself. Zhao Yiming made it up, and he almost believed it. His expression was not faked, but from the heart.

Success: Succeed in pretending garlic in front of Ning Muxiang's mother. After the crisis was lifted and played for the three audiences again, Zhao Yiming's "To Alice" in his previous life was completely decided to be called "To Ning Muxiang".

striking while the iron is hot is also to show that he is above board. Zhao Yiming enthusiastically gave the score of "To Ning Muxiang" he wrote before to Zheng Kai, the owner of the musical instrument store. And told him in front of Yan Hanxuan that this is a simple technique and easy to play music, which is very suitable for beginners to practice, and will help the students in his music training class improve their level.

His series of actions made Yan Hanxuan more and more satisfied, and even planned to go back by himself and let the two children continue to practice.

Of course, this was politely rejected by Zhao Yiming.

Out of this file, there is still the atmosphere and mind of practicing.

Ning Muxiang also brought out Zhao Yiming's song "Where Has Time Gone", which moved Yan Hanxuan fiercely, and readily agreed to be accompanied by her daughter in the afternoon to enhance the relationship between mother and daughter.

"This afternoon has passed, and the frightens are really one after another."

Say goodbye to Yan Hanxuan and Ning Muxiang's mother and daughter. Watching them go downstairs and leave, Zhao Yiming wiped the sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help but sigh to himself.

"Hey, boy, you're in luck. People say that girlfriends are easier to coax than mothers-in-law, but it's the other way around. Mu Xiang's mother is not proficient in music, so she can't hear the meaning of your music. ”

Zhao Yiming looked back, and it was Zheng Kai, the owner of the musical instrument shop who was holding a few stave papers, who answered.

"Cheekily call you Uncle Zheng, you won't betray me, right?" Zhao Yiming squinted at the music sheet in his hand and asked.

"I thought, but who made your boy's bribe too heavy. It makes me very excited, and I can only be embarrassed with you. ”

Zheng Kai first quietly grasped the hand of the stave paper and pinned it behind him, and then said this shameless sentence slowly. Then, he and Zhao Yiming looked at each other, and then both sides showed a knowing smile to each other.

After Ning Muxiang's mother and daughter left the Tianlai Piano Shop, Zhao Yiming had neither the intention nor the reason to stay.

Look at the time, it's past two o'clock in the afternoon.

This time is neither early nor late, Zhao Yiming plans to relax and prepare to enjoy the romance of walking in the rain. Of course, he will hold an umbrella and will stay away from places where there is standing water.

However, this wish of his was not able to come true.

Because he had just left the Tianlai Piano Store only a few dozen meters away, Zhao Yiming received a call from Lu Zecheng, editor-in-chief of "Fairy Tale Kingdom".

Since the establishment of a formal cooperative relationship with "Fairy Tale Kingdom", the communication between the two sides has changed from irregular frequency to regular communication.

Every week before the finalization of "Fairy Tale Kingdom", my cousin Lu Ping will talk to Zhao Yiming on the phone. The two sides will exchange views on Zhao Yiming's manuscript. Sometimes Lu Ping will put forward some revisions on behalf of the editorial department of "Fairy Tale Kingdom", and if Zhao Yiming thinks that the opinions are reasonable, he will gladly accept and revise the manuscript.

Then there are a few days after the weekly publication date. Editor-in-chief Lu Zecheng will call to tell Zhao Yiming about the sales of "Fairy Tale Kingdom" and ask Zhao Yiming for a manuscript.

This state of affairs has been maintained by both sides for more than a month. "Fairytale Kingdom" never connects itself at other times.

What is Lu Zecheng calling himself for at this time?

Although he was puzzled, Zhao Yiming immediately answered his phone: "Editor-in-chief Lu, hello, is there anything wrong?" ”

"Is it Yiming-sang? I'm driving. To make a long story short, I'm on my way to Jingxing, and I'll be there in about two hours. There's something I'd like to discuss with you face-to-face. You can rest assured, it's a good thing. I just said hello to you in advance, and made an appointment with a place, let's meet in detail. ”

"That's it! Okay, Editor-in-Chief Lu, it's still at my house. I'm in the city right now, and I'm getting ready to go home. ”

Zhao Yiming looked at the street signs, and then said: "If I go to take the car now, I will definitely be able to get home within two hours." ”

"Well, that's it. Then I'll go directly to your house to visit. ”

"Okay."

agreed, Zhao Yiming also wanted to ask Lu Zecheng what was the matter. But before he could ask, the phone had already hung up. Zhao Yiming wanted to call again, thinking that the other party should have been on the highway now, and it was not safe to make a phone call while driving, so he didn't call again. Anyway, what I will know in two hours is not in a hurry.

It seems that the romance of walking in the rain is not enjoyable. Zhao Yiming was just about to put away his mobile phone and go straight to the bus stop.

Unexpectedly, the phone rang again.

I'm so busy with business today!

Zhao Yiming smiled self-deprecatingly, and then turned on the phone again.

Well, this time it's the call of the elder sister Zhao Yatong.

"Sister, what's the matter. I'm getting ready to go home! ”

"Are you going home?" Zhao Yatong's surprised voice came from the other end of the phone: "Sister Pingping called home just now and asked if you were at school or at home." Their editor-in-chief of "Fairy Tale Kingdom" seems to be in a hurry with you. I'll give you a call and tell you about it. ”

It seems that Lu Zecheng and the others first called home and called themselves when they found out that no one was there.

What are the things that make them use all kinds of ways to find themselves?

Zhao Yiming was even more curious about the good things in Lu Zecheng's mouth, so he asked casually: "Sister, did Sister Pingping say anything about me?" ”

That's how he asked, Zhao Yiming could promise any immortal along the way, and it was okay to make a poisonous oath.

But what he didn't expect was that he asked so directly.

The old lady replied without thinking: "I heard Sister Pingping say that their magazine wants to put together your fairy tales to make a collection of fairy tales." ”

Publish a book?

Zhao Yiming was stunned. Lan Siyan's grandfather, Xia Anping, promised to publish "Phantom City" for him. But now that Lao Xia has not moved, why did Lu Zecheng make a big move for himself first?