After his music skills finally reached lv3, Xia Yu couldn't wait to apply for a job at the coffee shop on the corner, but today was Thursday, and he still needed to take classes.

Finally, when today's lessons were all completed, the class leader kept everyone behind.

"Next week is the cultural festival, we must set the program of our class today, now I have a total of six plans in hand, I will read out the plan, and then vote." Picking up the plan, the squad leader began to read it.

The six plans are: maid coffee shop, male waiter coffee shop, after-school cram school, breakup experience, wall dong experience, and rope flipping competition.

The maid coffee shop and the male waiter coffee shop are the only two popular, and the rest are all made up of the existence, among which the after-school cram school is Xia Yu's plan to deal with the classmates who asked him to sign the maid coffee shop and the male waiter coffee shop.

Knowing that the students actually only read the title of the plan and had no interest in the content of the plan, the class leader spoke very quickly, and entered the voting session after three minutes.

In order to prevent the influence of external factors, the voting was carried out by secret ballot, and after two minutes, the squad leader put away the note and counted it with the art committee.

It took more than ten seconds to complete the count, and Xia Yu saw that the squad leader's face became strange.

The squad leader coughed, then coughed again, and began to read out the votes.

"Maid's Cafe, twelve votes."

Xia Yu thought: There are a total of forty people in the class, and twelve votes is a bit less, so is it the male waiter coffee shop that wins?

"Waitress coffee shop, twelve votes."

It's actually twelve votes? A draw is going to be tough. In other words, the remaining four paddling plans can actually account for sixteen votes?

The squad leader continued:

"Breakup experience, one vote."

"Wall knock experience, one vote."

"Rope flipping competition, one vote."

Reading this, Xia Yu and his classmates panicked, the remaining four paddling plans accounted for sixteen votes, but three of them only had one vote, that is, the last one had thirteen votes?

And the last plan, it seems, is ......

"After-school cram school, thirteen votes."

"Then, the program of our class has decided to be an after-school cram school."

The students began to wail:

"No, I just don't want to vote for maids and male waiters, so I just found a random one!"

"Me too, who will go to an after-school cram school, I'm just going to have fun!"

"I just support Xia Yu!"

"It's over, it's over."

The eyes of the whole class all looked at Xia Yu.

"Why don't we re-vote?" Xia Yu tried to correct the world line.

"No need, the maid and the maid are quite boring anyway, and it's not as interesting as cram school."

"Scare those guys then!"

“……”

Looking at the inexplicably excited classmates, Xia Yu rubbed his forehead.

It's good for you to be happy.

It was over, and he got up, left the classroom, and walked towards the coffee shop around the corner.

The convenience store has found someone to replace Xia Yu, and the store manager asked Xia Yu to settle his salary on Sunday, so he is now free.

Take the subway to the next station, another five minutes walk, and you will reach the destination, the coffee shop is in the middle of a street.

Looking at the words "coffee shop on the corner" written on the signboard, Xia Yu walked in.

"Welcome, how many may I ask?" A girl in a waiter's uniform came to Xia Yu.

"I'm here to apply." Xia Yu said.

"Huh?" The girl was surprised, "But we only lack a pianist here." ”

She saw that Xia Yu was a high school student, and thought that he wanted to come over and apply for a waiter.

"Then I'm not mistaken." Xia Yu was not surprised by the suspicion of girls, if he was not suspected, it would be abnormal.

"I'm sorry, the store manager is behind, I'll take you there." The girl took Xia Yu to the rest room in the coffee shop.

A young man is sitting in a chair playing with his mobile phone.

The girl and the young man gave a brief explanation and walked out, leaving only Xia Yu and the other party in a room.

The young man took out a cigarette and lit it, and looked at Xia Yu suspiciously: "Let me explain in advance, I don't look at such a thing as a certificate here, I myself am also a piano player, and I look at real talent and real learning, ok?" ”

"Yes." Xia Yu nodded.

"So what level do you have a certificate?" The youth asked.

"Nope." Xia Yu said.

"Huh?" The youth's eyes widened.

"Don't you look at the certificate?" Where did Xia Yu have time to take the exam, fortunately, the young man dug a pit for himself in advance.

"No, I don't look at it, I don't look at it, and you can't be without ......," the young man sighed, "Forget it, there's a piano outside, you go and play it." ”

Coming to the hall outside, Xia Yu sat in front of the piano.

The guests in the hall also looked at the new pianist.

At this time, the young store manager has already regretted a little, how can there be no certificate for learning piano now? The certificate is already the purpose of those guys learning piano.

The high school student in front of him, probably after learning a little piano in music class, thought he could use it to find a job, right?

There are many acquaintances in the store, and if he plays two tigers, his face will be lost!

But it was too late to stop at this moment, and the boy had already pressed the first tone.

An elegant melody echoed through the hall.

The young man stood up and sat down again, this string of melodies has proved Xia Yu's strength.

Which tune is this?

The wind in the cold valley? Autumn of the reeds? Treasure carp in the lake?

After listening carefully for a while, the young man opened his mouth in astonishment, and the cigarette in his mouth fell.

He slapped his thigh:

Damn, it's the Pope's dancer!

Among the guests in the hall, a few people who knew how to do it were also a little shocked, but more guests just felt a little good, so Xia Yu didn't notice anything wrong.

When the song was finished, he put down his hand, a little dissatisfied. This is the first time he has used his body to play the piano, some of his movements are a little stiff, and this piano is not as good as the timbre of An Siyao's house.

Turning his head, Xia Yu wanted to ask if he could do it all over again, but he saw the young man's face and had already come to him.

immediately distanced himself from the young man, and as soon as Xia Yu wanted to ask what was wrong, he was stopped by the young man.

"Please be sure to stay at my coffee shop." The eyes of the youth are sincere.

Xia Yu, who was affirmed, was very happy, but this kind of scene like a marriage proposal made him awkward.

Withdrawing his hand, Xia Yu and the young man came to the lounge to discuss the employment issue.

He first told the young man about the fact that he was still in school, and the young man thought about it for a while and said:

"Monday to Friday from 3 p.m. to 5:30 p.m., Saturday from 1 p.m. to 6 p.m., with an hour's rest and Sunday off."

"Yes, but what about the salary?" Xia Yu asked the core question.

"Well, you know, I'm just a small café, so it's definitely not as big as a big café in terms of salary." The young man said with some embarrassment.

Xia Yu nodded, expressing understanding, and lowered the price of four thousand a month in his heart to three thousand.

The young man said the price: "So it can only be eight thousand a month." ”

"How much?" Xia Yu was stunned.

"Eight thousand is a bit low, but it's only temporary, with you, I can raise the style of the coffee shop, those petty bourgeoisie money is easy to cheat, so that if you make more money, you can increase your salary." The young man and Xia Yu talked about their vision for the future.

Xia Yu was silent, he felt that something was wrong: "I'm not too low, didn't your recruitment information outside say 'salary is about three thousand to five thousand'?" How did it go up so much? ”

Listening to Xia Yu's words, the young man was stunned.

He scratched his head and asked Xia Yu: "Let me ask, what level do you think your level is now?" ”

"The hardest piece I can play is the Pope's Dancer, isn't that a regular piece in a coffee shop?"

Xia Yu had already vaguely understood that the reason why he thought so was because he asked An Siyao before, and the coffee shop An Siyao would go to......

Sure enough, the young man replied, "...... The Pope's dancers are indeed a regular piece, but a regular piece of music in the Grand Café, and they play the first and second parts normally. ”

"So what's the repertoire of your cafes?" Xia Yu asked.

"Guda Etudes, and some modern repertoire, such as the Autumn of the Reeds."

“……”

knocked and was pitted by An Siyao.

Thinking about his eight-hour day, high-intensity piano practice, Xia Yu felt sad.