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Out on a record? This is no small matter.

Si Nuan walked up to Ling Han and whispered, "Why don't we think about it?" ”

Don't say yes right away, think twice about it!

"Don't think about it. I'm still a student, so I have to focus on my studies. Ling Han refused without hesitation.

"Classmate, don't make a decision so quickly, we can discuss the issue of time!"

Zhang Xing sighed naturally and would not give up easily, and then said: "As the saying goes, you have to become famous as soon as possible!" ”

"I just signed an artist a few days ago, just like you, I am also a student, but he plays rock and roll, and he also adapted a classic song into a rock version, which is very good, and it did not delay his studies......"

"Really, do you believe me, can you think about it again?"

"Are you afraid that your parents will not agree? It's okay, it's my phone number on the business card, you ask them to contact me, I'll talk to them properly......"

Zhang Xingsian almost tried his best to lobby, but he didn't notice that behind him, the middle-aged man who was about to go upstairs stopped.

He raised an eyebrow and simply leaned against the wall and waited for the results of the scout's lobbying.

To be honest, the song just now is very talented and aura, it is the most potential song he has heard in recent years, the emotions are sincere and warm, he almost burst into tears when he heard it, and he just wanted to shout "genius"!

However, this kind of young genius is not unseen by him, and geniuses are often accompanied by flowers and praise, and too many geniuses immersed in flowers and praise will become proud and conceited, and even arrogant.

Genius, once he becomes impetuous, his talent and aura will slowly wear off.

He wanted to see if this young man could resist the temptation of fame and fortune?

"Thank you for your affirmation, Mr. Zhang. However, I still have a lot to learn when it comes to composing. So, sorry. ”

Ling Han smiled apologetically, but his tone did not waver at all, and he was about to close the door.

"Hey, classmate, wait, you think about it again, don't be in a hurry to make a decision...... Schoolmate! Zhang Xing sighed and still made the last persuasion.

"I'm sorry." Ling Han smiled apologetically, and then—

"Bang!"

Closed the door without hesitation.

Just refused? Just refused!

Inside the door.

"Ling Han, have you ever thought about ......?"

"Ding Dong!"

Before the words "going to the conservatory" were finished, the doorbell rang again.

Hasn't that scout given up yet?

Si Nuan and Ling Han stared wide-eyed, and the latter reluctantly opened the door again.

Standing outside the door was a middle-aged man he didn't know.

He has good facial features, a tall figure, and a majestic face wearing a black jacket and dark slacks.

Si Nuan looked at the man in front of him and felt a little familiar.

"Don't worry, I'm not a scout." The man spoke.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" Ling Han asked.

"You wrote that tune?" The man looked at Ling Han with interest.

Composition? A flash of inspiration flashed in Si Nuan's mind, and she remembered!

This man is a teacher in the composition department of Yunyin High School, who is strict and old-fashioned, but the teaching standard is first-class!

This is, Bole is looking for Maxima?

"I wrote it." Ling Han generously admitted.

"Yes, there is potential." The man smiled and continued, "But it would be better to change something." ”

As he spoke, he hummed a melody, "Here, if it is changed to this......"

Ling Han's eyes lit up, it was really better than his previous ones, why didn't he expect it!

The person in front of him is an expert, and his level is not low!

"Come in and sit! Come in! Ling Han hurriedly invited the man in.

"I don't know what you call it?" Si Nuan poured a glass of water and handed it to the man sitting on the sofa.

The man smiled and said, "Hehe, I am the teacher of Yunyin High School, my surname is Qu, you can call me Teacher Qu." ”

"Hello Teacher Qu, my name is Ling Han, and I am a student in the third year of Yunjing No. 5 Middle School."

In the next second, Ling Han had already handed the score to Teacher Qu.

"Teacher Qu, this is the score of the piece I just played, you can take a look at ......"

Teacher Qu stretched out his hand to take the score and said, "I'll take a look first." ”

I watched this for half an hour, studying while watching, and playing a paragraph on the piano from time to time.

"Ling Han, your place is very good, but there is one thing you should pay attention to......"

"Oh, I see, I'll pay attention......"

"And here......"

The two of them discussed the score.

Si Nuan shrugged, looked at the rain outside without stopping, and simply went to the bedroom to sleep.

I didn't expect to sleep until dawn.

The sun rose in the morning, the sun shone gently, Si Nuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, she opened her eyes, and looked around a little confused.

Strange furniture, strange furnishings, whose room is this?

“country，road，kono，michi，zutto，yukeba，ano，machi，ni，tsuzuiteru，ki，ga，suru，country，road……”

The phone rang. Si Nuan picked it up and looked at it, Mom, it's the head teacher!

Looking at the time again, the first class is almost over!

A phone call from the head teacher drove her sleepy worm away, and her brain became clear, and she was still at Ling Han's house!

But this product is too boring, why don't you wake yourself up?

Si Nuan hurriedly pressed the answer button, quickly got out of bed, and said while running to the bathroom: "Hey teacher, it's me." It's like this......"

Hanging up the phone, Snuan cleaned himself up as quickly as he could.

I went back to the bedroom and got my school bag, and I didn't even bother to eat breakfast, so I hurried to the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I took the steps and retracted them.

Si Nuan looked at the figure in front of the piano and said in shock-

"You haven't slept all night?"

The young man raised his head when he heard this, but before he could speak, that face alone startled Si Nuan.

I saw that his usually fresh and neat hair was messy at the moment, and his handsome peach blossom eyes were full of bloodshot at the moment, and the whole person looked haggard and tired, how could he still be Sven Qingjun before?