At 10:30 in the morning, Zhang Mei returned to the law firm, it was rare not to have to deal with cases for a day, Zhang Mei sat in the office and wanted to rest for a while, but suddenly she remembered that Mu Chun wanted to buy drums.

It's really a haunting feeling.,It's like a casual thing.,Why should I keep it in my heart.。

After complaining in her heart for a minute, Zhang Mei turned on the employee system and called the assistant to the office.

"I remember when you interviewed and said that you had formed a band in college, didn't you?" Zhang Mei's memory has always been very good, and his assistant Zhang Ye has been in the law firm for two years, and Zhang Mei still remembers what he said during the interview.

Zhang Ye was also a little surprised, thinking that he rarely mentioned the band in the company, how could the boss know?

Surprised and afraid of saying something wrong, Zhang Ye nodded, a thirty-year-old person was like a little boy who had just entered college in front of Zhang Mei.

"What are you nervous about? Do I look fierce? Zhang Mei asked.

When Zhang Ye heard this, he felt that something was not right, and hurriedly said: "No, I just didn't react suddenly, to be honest, after coming here to work, in order to adapt to the rhythm of work as soon as possible, I can take over the case alone as soon as possible, and many hobbies have been given up because of limited time." So I was a little surprised to hear you say this just now, but I didn't expect Mr. Zhang to remember it. ”

"I see." Zhang Mei nodded, thinking to himself, although he is a little harsh with employees on weekdays, it doesn't make people feel fierce.

Getting back to the point, Zhang Mei asked again, "Do you know such things as drums?" It's the kind of drums that bands use. ”

"You mean the drum kit?" Zhang Ye said.

"That's right, the drum kit, it's the kind that looks like there's a lot of stuff and it's a lot of trouble to carry."

Zhang Yeqing smiled bitterly, he didn't want to appear in front of Zhang Mei that he was very proficient in drums, although he was a guitarist and not a drummer when he played in a band in college, he still knew a lot about drums.

In a band, the drummer seems to be the most inconspicuous one, except for the handsome one, of course, but the drummer is the most important one.

If a band is compared to a person, then the drummer is equivalent to a human skeleton, when he is completely right, the audience will not find anything particularly amazing, because the audience may pay more attention to the guitar, keyboard, which is more melodic and flesh-and-blood instruments, but once the drummer makes a mistake, the audience will immediately notice that something is wrong, and the feeling of disharmony can be found by ordinary people immediately.

The guitar and bass may be a little bit mixed, the chords are a little bit wrong, and they may be vague when performing live, but the drummer is really like a problem with the whole person's skeleton, and it is difficult to get through any misalignment and sudden fracture.

"I wonder what Mr. Zhang wants to know?" Zhang Ye asked respectfully.

Zhang Mei originally wanted Zhang Ye to be sent directly to the hospital according to the style on Mu Chun's hand-drawn set, but now she suddenly changed her mind.

In the past, when Mu Chun wanted to buy something, Zhang Mei was not too curious.

Coffee machine, refrigerator, treadmill, these things Zhang Mei can understand, Mu Chunmo probably covets a better office environment, and wants to drink delicious coffee when he goes to work, and he also thinks about being able to exercise during work hours.

These are not a big deal.

Zhang Mei seems that putting a better coffee machine in the physical and mental department can also make Chu Sisi drink passable coffee, and the treadmill is more important to Chu Sisi, most of the doctor's job is to sit, if you don't pay attention to your figure, your body shape will soon be out of shape, so Mu Chun said it is not bad, the treadmill in the physical and mental department also has the effect of encouraging Dr. Chu to exercise more.

Zhang Mei, who was worried that her daughter was bent on learning and neglecting sports, naturally would not refuse Mu Chun's request to buy a treadmill in order to save money.

But Mu Chun's requirements have never stopped, and there is a tendency to become more and more imaginative, such as the piano.

I don't know what he wants the piano to do, Zhang Mei originally wanted to ask Mu Chun about this matter, but talking to Mu Chun is always easy to be rhythmic, and he forgets it after a while.

Now it's okay, what kind of drum kit do you need besides the piano, which makes Zhang Mei feel more and more unbelievable.

Is this a hospital clinic or a music classroom?

Seeing that Zhang Ye was still a little nervous, Zhang Mei asked another secretary to make two cups of coffee and send them to the office, and then asked Zhang Ye to sit down and talk.

"Can adults still learn this kind of drumming?" Zhang Mei asked.

"Of course you can, but just like many musical instruments, piano, violin, etc., these are better to learn earlier, and it is natural for adults to learn musical instruments, but it will be more difficult to have particularly good results in the music field."

"It's going to be a lot harder."

Zhang Mei smiled slightly, and the atmosphere in the office slowly relaxed.

"Have you ever seen an adult learn to drum?"

"Of course I do." Zhang Ye replied confidently.

He thought of his college classmates, and that guy was definitely an inspirational type.

"What's the point of adults learning this kind of thing? Is it just to form a band? Zhang Mei took the coffee, held it in his hand, and asked a few more casually.

Zhang Ye's answer made Zhang Mei a little confused, and Zhang Ye happily said to Zhang Mei, "It's very meaningful, the drummer of their band started learning drums in the third year of high school, it is a very inspirational story, and that drummer has a strange habit." ”

"Habit?" Zhang Mei was a little curious.

"Well, you've never seen anyone like that."

听助理这么一说，张枚又笑了，她想说，“这个真是笑话，律师可是和形形色色人打交道的职业，也许大家只看到现在的张枚，好像一直在为一些有钱人和有钱的大企业提供法律服务，就以为她的世界就是一些有钱人。

In fact, Zhang Mei was also exposed to various cases when she was young, especially when she had just graduated from university, she had been working as a public interest lawyer, asking for wages for migrant workers, helping rural women who were deeply involved in domestic violence to divorce their husbands, and all kinds of time-consuming and laborious cases where she could not get legal fees.

Zhang Mei also grew up little by little, slowly growing up in the process of accumulating experience and contributing to society.

To say that she has seen few people is really a joke. ”

Of course, Zhang Mei would not discuss this kind of thing with a young assistant more.

So, she took a sip of coffee and then followed the assistant's words: "What kind of person, can you describe it?" ”

Zhang Ye recalled the appearance of his classmates in his mind, and then told Zhang Mei his inspirational story, there was no ingredient in the process, and in Zhang Ye's opinion, this person's story really didn't need to be added to the vinegar.

"You're saying he's sick?" Zhang Mei frowned after hearing this.

The assistant said: "Yes, I will be very nervous from time to time, my classmate is tall and tall, in fact, he is quite handsome, but right, he has a problem, I have seen him like this alone when I am so big." ”

"You just shake your body a lot?" Zhang Mei imagined in her mind the way she shook her body when she spoke, and in her imagination it was probably the same as shaking her legs when she spoke.

The assistant was afraid that Zhang Mei would not understand, so he shook his shoulders a few times and crooked his mouth a few times in imitation of his classmates, looking like he was twitching.

"Isn't this a convulsion? Or convulsions or something? ”

Zhang Mei actually didn't understand what the symptoms of these words looked like, but when she thought of these words, she felt that it was more suitable to describe the assistant's actions just now.

"No, it's not convulsions and it's not convulsions, but it's more like convulsions, but his consciousness is clear, and these weird movements haven't affected his IQ, this guy's IQ is not low, especially the ability to pick up the score is particularly powerful."

The assistant was worried that Zhang Mei would not understand anything to "pick up the score", and explained a little that he heard a song, such as "Young and Promising", he could write down the score immediately, and it was basically enough to listen to it once or twice.

"This is a bit powerful, I know how to pick up music, but it's easier for pop music, maybe it's not that simple for classical music."

The assistant shook his head and said frankly that he didn't understand classical music, and that he was a music lover who played pop music and folk guitar.

"Wouldn't such a person have a problem when he was performing? He jerks off like this from time to time, isn't it some kind of ADHD or something? ”

"ADHD?" Zhang Ye didn't quite understand the word.

Zhang Mei also heard about this disease from Chu Xiaofeng, saying that many children were criticized by teachers at school, saying that they had poor study habits and bad behavior habits, but in fact, they can't blame the children, they are not poor study habits, and their behavior habits are not good to develop, they have no way, because ADHD is a symptom related to physiology, even if you tie the child to a chair, they still have to move around.

It's like there's a myriad of invisible bugs crawling all over my body.

"But he is not sick, we have a very good relationship, I also asked him, he said that he went to the doctor when he was a child, he took an unknown amount of medicine, and was laughed at by his classmates, and then he took the medicine and did not see any use, so he simply stopped taking it."

"Won't it affect the performance?" Zhang Mei cares about this.

"Not at all." Zhang Ye decisively denied, and then said: "This is what I think he is particularly inspirational, he learns drums, practices drumming, day and night, is very diligent, he only started to study in the third year of high school, and he is already very powerful in his sophomore year, and the most amazing thing is that he did not have this strange symptom when he played the drums." ”

"Not at all? As long as you play the drums, you won't - twitching? Zhang Mei felt that this was a little incredible.

Zhang Ye nodded affirmatively, "If you don't believe me, I can show you the video." ”

"Do you still have a video?" Zhang Mei thinks that it won't waste time to look at it, she really wants to see how a person with ADHD can be completely different when playing the drums.

Zhang Ye opened station B, and soon found a video of his performance in college, he found a video of more than two minutes, and after the progress bar pulled to the close-up of the drummer, the assistant pressed the pause button, and then handed the mobile phone to Zhang Mei.

The boy in the picture is wearing wide white short sleeves, his hair is slightly curly, it looks like it is naturally curled, the drum sticks are waved alternately, and the drummer is fully engrossed in the performance, and there is no incongruity in the performance.

"I really don't see anything wrong." Zhang Mei returned the phone to the assistant.

"Yes, he himself would say that it was amazing, and then he would say that God will always give you a special view if he opens the wrong window."

"That's a good thing, and it's a good fit for him." Zhang Mei said appreciatively.

"We guess it might have something to do with the rhythm, you know, some singers, singing and dancing at the same time, and probably have the same problem as my classmates, the body just likes to move uncontrollably."

"Sounds like a gift?" Zhang Mei muttered to himself.

"Maybe yes, what is bad for most people may be a gift from heaven for some people, anyway, I think my classmate is really very inspirational."

After Zhang Ye finished speaking, the coffee was also drunk.

The spring light of March was dazzling outside the window behind Zhang Mei, Zhang Mei turned his chair to look out the window, his shoulders trembling slightly.

She tried to experience this uncontrollable body movement, and found that it was not easy to imitate it.

After entrusting Zhang Ye to select a set of drums and send them to the physical and mental health department of Huayuanqiao Community Health Center, Zhang Mei looked at the camphor trees and the begonias that bloomed elegantly in spring.

At this time, she suddenly thought, isn't Mu Chun here to treat patients?

Would he really think of buying a drum kit to treat a patient?

Is there anyone else in the world who sees a doctor like this?

Zhang Mei felt incredible, but the corners of her slightly raised mouth were faintly reflected in the window.

If buying a drum kit is related to treating patients, is the piano also about treating patients?

Just as he was thinking about it, the phone in Zhang Mei's office suddenly rang.

She picked up the phone and put it to her ear, but before she could speak, she was crying on the other end of the phone.

Zhang Mei found that he couldn't speak at all for a while, and the other party only knew how to cry, and it didn't look like he wanted to listen to what she said.

So Zhang Mei asked with the employee system, "Who transferred the call to my office just now?" ”

On weekdays, the calls transferred to Zhang Mei's office are usually received and investigated by at least two assistants.

As long as Zhang Mei asks in the system, someone will send the previous communication record to Zhang Mei.

She patiently looked at the white ceramic alarm clock on the table, and after fifteen seconds of the golden hands, Zhang Mei asked again, and the two assistants sent a message at the same time that they did not know the content of the call and were investigating.

"Lawyer Zhang, it's me."

At this moment, the other end of the phone finally stopped crying and said something clear.

"You are?" Zhang Mei felt that this voice was somewhat familiar.

But this familiarity seems to be very distant, like a sour plum in the past, Zhang Mei has a good memory, and along this sour taste, she quickly found a clue.