NO.8 The fetters of the past (ask for recommendation votes~)
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Sitting on the steps of Shaw Building, on both sides of the marble polished pillar flower beds, holding his chin with both hands, thinking carefully, thinking that the classmate who had only known him for less than three months had chosen a surprising path, Zhang Ben felt that the world was changing, and it was so unpredictable.
Zhou Jun has his own path and his own ideals, so he chose to persevere, although no one told him where that road went.
However, Zhang Ben admired him.
My life for more than two months is not a bizarre story, in which excitement and thrill are accompanied at any time, maybe one is not careful, it is the end of one's life.
However, Zhang Ben felt that there was a fire in his heart that even the fountain of life could not extinguish, burning brightly.
It's the middle of the month, and today is the King of Belgium, and several Belgian veterans of the Foreign Chinese Institute have outsourced a ballroom in the cultural and sports center, where balls are held, and from time to time rhythmic dancing can be heard from a distance.
This kind of life is not to his appetite.
Patting the dust off his buttocks, he stood up and went back to the dorm.
The day before yesterday, I went to the Jasmine Garden Community to hand over the resignation report to Liu Dingshan, and the vice president Qiu Anming nodded and agreed, settled Zhang Ben's salary, and gave an extra 2,000 yuan in labor expenses, because when Zhang Ben relieved Xia Zhen, it invisibly also made Qiu Anming pass a crisis of confidence.
When Qiu Anming learned that Zhang Ben was a student at Zhonghai University, his shocked expression was as if he was looking at a prehistoric animal.
A freshman at Zhonghai University came over to work as a security guard for Qiu Anming? It's a big joke.
But when Qiu Anming sent Zhang Ben back to school, he had to admit that this was a fact.
When Lao Qiu and Liu Dingshan chatted, there was a sigh, Lao Qiu himself had a son, who was studying in other places, and he had just gone to college, he was willing to accept Zhang Ben for a bowl of rice to eat, and it was not because Zhang Ben was as old as his son.
But he didn't expect that people were compared with people, and his heart was very uncomfortable, Lao Qiu smoked for a long time, and finally decided to reduce the living expenses of his son who was studying in other places by half, he suffered for half his life, and he was very good to his son.
Lao Liu thought about it, and said with a smile that Xiao Zhang would definitely have a future in the future.
Lao Qiu didn't take this nonsense to heart, and the two just said that they would still be familiar with Zhang Ben when they met Zhang Ben in the future.
Only those who can endure hardships and work can achieve careers.
When he returned to the dormitory, Dai Liang had already gone to the self-study classroom, and he was preparing to pass Level 6 and Level 3 in computer science within a year of his freshman year, and then take an Adobe certification, and in his sophomore year, he was also preparing to work part-time in some companies in China Shipping.
When people have goals, they will be motivated.
Wang Ping is still not in the dormitory, and the beds are all made by Dai Liang, which is spotless and clean.
took out the long-lost big black bag from the cupboard, Zhang Ben carried it out, locked the door, got on the bus outside the school, and headed to the city center of Zhonghai.
I have money in hand, and I always want to solve something.
On the way, I met Dongfang Yitian, this senior sister had a cold expression as always, but she paused a little when she saw Zhang Ben, which was already a greeting.
At this time, Dongfang Yitian has successfully entered the school's literature and art department, and the minister's seat has been sitting for more than a week, and the orientation party of the foreign Chinese college has been very successful, and the school TV station has also reported on it, and they have also made a record.
This is the same in the student union system of Zhonghai University as the political capital of those civil and official systems.
When listening to Xu Xiaoying talk about this matter, Zhang Ben was also a little surprised, although there was a feeling of being used by Dongfang Yitian, but he also ate almost a week's meal in vain, which was mutually beneficial.
Zhang Ben's destination is actually more convenient to take the subway, but he can't tell where to get off at the station, for fear of missing it, so Suo still takes the bus honestly.
The destination is 25 kilometers away, which is a bustling business district, on a pedestrian street, and in the middle of which is the largest piano store in China and the second largest in the country. Aegean piano shop.
This global instrumental music chain is an Italian company.
There are only three in China.
Zhonghai is the head office.
Before you enter the door, you can see a large electric guitar pattern on the head of the store, and the word Aegean is very eye-catching.
The shelves on both sides are full of guitars and basses, and inside are drum kits and rhythms, and inside are actually recording studios, where many local bands from China Overseas come to record, which is actually one of the important incomes of the piano store.
Basically, you can make at least 50,000 yuan of profit from the recording studio every day.
Because their recording equipment is better than that of some music companies, in fact, some music companies in Zhonghai City often come here to charter a recording studio.
There are not many customers, but you have to pay for it at first glance.
As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Ben saw a teenager who had bought a guitar, and his mother happily brushed off the 18,000 bills, and then left happily with the guitar.
On the shelves of some small things, there are also some signature picks from famous guitarists, which range in price from eight thousand to ninety thousand each.
"Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"
The waiter here is a blonde foreigner, not tall, with the casual style of a Frenchman, and his smile is very lively.
The foreigner spoke Chinese well, and even spoke two sentences of the local dialect of Zhonghai City, which greatly surprised Zhang Ben.
This foreigner is really French, named Renault, and his Chinese name is also called Renault, and his badge is in Chinese, but there is a line of French underneath, which he obviously added himself.
"Do you offer instrument repairs?"
Zhang Ben asked.
"Of course, we're the best!"
Renault smiled, then asked him, "Sir, what do you want to fix?" ”
"Guitar."
Zhang Ben picked up the black package and put it on the table, "I don't know the guitar, but it's really broken, I hope you can fix it, and I'll return it to someone else." ”
Opening the black package, which had never been touched by others, Renault was stunned for a moment, then surprised, and then exclaimed loudly: "Stevenson's crystal piano!" ”
Zhang Ben naturally didn't know who Stevenson was, and he also didn't know what the so-called crystal piano was, which was the only memorial left to him by his former friends.
"Sir, do you sell? Do you sell this crystal piano? ”
Renault was excited and ecstatic, and even picked up the phone and said in a trilled voice while comforting Zhang Ben: "Hey, boss, guess what I saw?" Crystal Piano, Stevenson's Crystal Piano! Mistaken? No, that label is on the piano. Are you coming? Okay, good, hurry up! ”
He muttered, and after hanging up the phone, he smiled excitedly at Zhang Ben and said, "Sir, wait a minute, my boss will come over immediately." Do you sell this instrument? ”
"Not for sale. I'm here to fix it. ”
This is a crystal electric guitar, which was originally the equipment of another demon of TK, and the year he went to the United States, he left this piano to Zhang Ben for safekeeping.
It's a pity that the world is impermanent, and now all that is left is this crystal piano.
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