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Stretching his waist and falling into contemplation, everything that happened when he came to this world, and suddenly found that the more than one month he had traveled through had always been a line between school and home.

Before, because I was writing novels, I didn't have time to go out for shopping, but now that things in novels have almost stabilized, Wang Zishuai's time is much more abundant than when he was in school.

Thinking about his fanaticism for literature and music in his previous life, he resolutely chose Beipiao despite the opposition of his family, and his heart was a little bitter, but fortunately, God gave him a chance to do it again, and he must complete his dream in this life, thinking about it, his eyes became more and more firm.

The prince hummed a little song and went out with his pockets in his pockets.

"It's time to buy a guitar." Wang Zishuai muttered to himself, looked around, and didn't see a piano shop near his house.

Wang Zishuai thought about it, and he remembered that there was a store specializing in musical instruments in the central shopping mall in the center of the city. It was noon, the weather was very hot, and Wang Zishuai walked towards the local bus stop.

Wang Zishuai walked into the central mall and glanced at the sign, the store selling musical instruments was on the top floor.

Wang Zishuai sat on the escalator all the way to the top floor, he was wearing white jeans today, short-sleeved white shirt, delicate facial features, looking very white face potential, as an ordinary high school student, he would not usually come to this kind of place at all.

The things in the central mall are too expensive, a piece of clothing can easily cost tens of thousands of yuan, and there are brand-name counters everywhere, which ordinary students can't afford.

After walking around the mall, I finally found a store to buy musical instruments, about 100 square meters, guitar, piano, erhu...... Some of the most common musical instruments can be seen here.

The price of the musical instruments is clearly marked, Wang Zishuai walked around slowly, walked to a row of guitars hanging on the wall, and looked at the price card, four zeros...... The corners of his mouth twitched, don't think about this price for the time being, let's buy three zeros for myself! Let's take a look at the guitar next to it.

The order of this guitar is arranged according to the price, Qin Ge walked directly to the end of the aisle, and glanced at the guitar hanging in the corner, three thousand yuan.

Wang Zishuai didn't hesitate, turned to the boss sitting behind the counter, and said, "Boss, I want this guitar." ”

The boss stood up, turned around, looked at the guitar pointed by Wang Zishuai, and said, "Okay, you go and pay the money first, and I'll go to the warehouse to get you a new one." ”

This is the case in shopping malls, where there are uniform cash registers on each floor. Wang Zishuai paid, and when he came back, the boss was already tuning the guitar.

After tuning the tone, the boss installed the guitar and handed it to Wang Zishuai, who handed him the receipt for the opening of the mall.

Carrying the guitar on his back, the guitar of three thousand yuan, although it is not very good, but it is also very practical, much better than the five hundred in his previous life, anyway, he bought a guitar to entertain himself.

Wang Zishuai carried a guitar on his back and came to West Park, there are not many people in West Park during the day, and the weather is a little hot today, almost 30 degrees.

came to a shady place under a tree, took out the guitar, crossed one leg, put on a comfortable position, plucked the strings gently, hadn't touched the guitar for a while, Wang Zishuai slowly became familiar.

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"Yang Yang, it's their loss that the program team didn't let you pass, don't worry too much." In the park, a man and a woman walked slowly by the lake, the woman was about twenty-three or four years old, one meter six or five, stepping on a pair of high heels, and wearing a very pastoral red floral skirt. The male is about twenty-five or sixteen years old, with good facial features and very handsome, about 1.75 meters.

Yang Yang's expression was gloomy, he listened to the girl's words, shook his head, and said: "I didn't pass the preliminary selection of the show, I don't have the confidence to enter the music circle, with the investment of this show, it will definitely be popular, they choose a wide range of students, I am just one of them, there are so many excellent players than me." Yang Yang suddenly smiled, the gloom on his face was swept away, he smiled at the girl slightly, and said, "Thank you, Zhao Min." ”

Zhao Min shook his head and smiled: "Don't thank me, I believe in you, you will definitely be able to create better songs, besides, isn't it once?" Yang Yang smiled and didn't answer this sentence.

Yang Yang is a freelance musician, basically not famous, and the ranking is very low. Two weeks ago, he signed up for a singing program on Sujiang Satellite TV.

Yang Yang was very excited at the time, he had been silent for too long, he had never had the opportunity to show himself, this time was a good opportunity for him, and now he can finally participate, he can finally appear under the camera.

Yang Yang was very cooperative with the column group, but two weeks later, he suddenly received a notice from the column group that his song did not pass the primary selection, and this news made Yang Yang's whole person seem to be drained of strength at that moment.

felt that his career as an artist seemed to have no way out, and he had already conceived the idea of not singing anymore.

Zhao Min is the person in the singing program group, and he is also a singer, a singer who walks from behind the scenes to the front of the scene, and this time the program team is also a new attempt to do this show.

She encouraged Yang Yang to sign up, who knew that the program team would make a look, but it was just a look, in fact, Yang Yang's songs were much stronger than ordinary third-tier singers, but they were not particularly suitable for him.

Zhao Min didn't help, and she felt a little uncomfortable, because she was interested in Yang Yang, and she wanted Yang Yang to see her dedication to him.

As they walked and talked, a light melody sounded in their ears.

The two of them blended into this beautiful melody so naturally......

Yang Yang and Zhao Min came to the grove looking for the sound, and saw a young man leaning against a tree, playing the guitar seriously, this delicate and handsome face, it seemed that he was only seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Hello, my name is Yang Yang." Yang Yang waited until the boy finished playing the guitar, stepped forward and stretched out his delicate palm, and said, "I heard you playing this piece over there just now, it's very good, I take the liberty of asking, is this piece composed by yourself?" ”

It turned out that it was the guitar sound just now that attracted these two people, and suddenly it dawned that these two people had a vision.

Wang Zishuai smiled slightly, nodded, and said, "Well, I created it myself." Hearing Wang Zishuai's affirmation, Yang Yang and Zhao Min were suddenly a little excited, and he suddenly felt that his career as an artist seemed to have hope again.

Yang Yang is not only a young singer, but also a composer and lyricist, but the songs he writes are not so popular.

And now, there are fewer and fewer good songs, and those lyricists and composers don't just write songs and compose songs for unknown little singers like them. Zhao Min's company is also creating new people, and for her, she is almost about to give up.

And today, I met a genius here who can write songs independently. The song she listened to just now was very brisk, and it felt like it brought people memories of childhood. If you can ask this teenager to help Yang Yang write songs together1, Yang Yang still has some hope.