The door of the study "clanged" and was slammed open.

"What the hell do you want to do? Do you have to force me to death before you are willing? ”

Lin Bufan looked at the woman, and was dumbfounded, this woman turned out to be a little demon.

The little demon is a pianist in Song Shenhui's band.

"Anyway, I just don't promise you to do any music, that's not doing your job." Shen Jianqing's old face turned sideways, pointed to a plaque hanging in the study and said, "We are a family of doctors, we have been doctors since your grandfather's generation, how can we be broken with you?" ”

The plaque reads "Rejuvenation of Wonderful Hands".

The little demon bit his lip, and his cheeks trembled angrily: "What age are you, you are still like an old antique." ”

"The Son inherits the Father's business. You have to take over the mantle of our Shen family. ”

"I don't want it, I don't want it, if you force me like this, I'll ...... I'll cut ties with you. ”

The little demon's name is Shen Wan'er, and she is Shen Jianqing's only daughter.

Shen Jianqing is a family of doctors, and his ancestors were all doctors, and he has always hoped that his daughter can take over his mantle and continue to be a hospital.

Since she was a child, Shen Jianqing began to teach Shen Wan'er medical knowledge, but Shen Wan'er didn't like to study medicine, and during the college entrance examination, Shen Wan'er was admitted to a medical university, but she didn't report it, but secretly took the art school and studied music.

When he learned that Shen Wan'er did not have a medical university, Shen Jianqing was so angry that he fell ill, half a year passed, Shen Jianqing still did not give up, he mobilized his relatives to persuade his daughter, but it had no effect, this time he found a certain leader of the art school through his relationship, and asked the leader to put pressure on his daughter, wanting his daughter to give up music and wait for the re-examination of medical university next year.

"You...... You actually say such a thing? Shen Jianqing was so dizzy that his body almost fell.

Lin Bufan hurriedly stood up and supported Shen Jianqing, "Uncle Shen, sit down and talk." ”

When Shen Wan'er saw Lin Bufan, was she surprised, "Teacher Lin, why are you here?" ”

The fireworks band was able to qualify in the school's auditions, all thanks to Lin Bufan's song "Old Boy", coupled with Lin Bufan's proficiency in musical instruments, Shen Wan'er and Song Shenhui both called Lin Bufan a teacher after they came out.

Lin Bufan complained bitterly in his heart.

My eldest lady, if you come a little later, my medical report for going abroad will be ready.

"I'm here to tell your dad a story, little demon, if you have something to say." Lin Bufan comforted Shen Wan'er.

Shen Jianqing looked like he hated iron but not steel, "Look at what you're wearing, it's like a ghost." ”

The goblin wears smoky makeup, false eyelashes, dyed red hair, stud earrings, a T-shirt with a ghost head, and a pair of ripped pants underneath.

The people who play the band are all people with personalities.

But in the eyes of parents, this kind of dress is not a person, a ghost is not a ghost.

"I don't want you to care." Shen Wan'er retorted.

"I'm your dad." Shen Jianqing is a middle-aged daughter and is full of hope for her daughter.

"No father would force his daughter to drop out of school."

"Playing music is a dead end, it's not doing your job."

During that time, there were many reports on TV about musicians smoking contraband, and there were many such things in the music industry, and Shen Jianqing was very worried.

"How do you know it's a dead end? After I graduated, I could become a music teacher and support myself. ”

"Can students from secondary schools go to a good school to become music teachers? At most, you can teach elementary school students and middle school students. ”

The salary, including social status, of music teachers in primary and secondary schools is certainly not as good as that of doctors.

"Anyway, I'm an adult, so I don't care about my business. Please don't find anyone to be a lobbyist in the future, I don't want to be a doctor, I don't want to. After speaking, Shen Wan'er slammed the door angrily.

Shen Jianqing was heartbroken.

Lin Bufan patted Shen Jianqing's back and comforted him.

After a while, Shen Jianqing relieved himself.

"Uncle Shen, are you feeling better?"

"Xiaolin, do you know my daughter?" Shen Jianqing asked.

Lin Bufan's mind was racing, if he told Shen Jianqing that he would help the little demon get out of the line and participate in the top ten college song competitions, then Shen Jianqing would definitely scold himself.

"Yes, my sister and your daughter are in the same school, and that's how they met."

"Then why does she call you Teacher?"

Lin Bufan was speechless for a while.

"Do you want a medical report abroad?"

"Well, I want to."

"As long as you convince my daughter to give up music and go to medical university, I will prescribe you a report on the diagnosis abroad."

“……”

On the way back, Lin Bufan thought about it repeatedly.

The little demon was stubborn at first glance, she didn't even listen to Shen Jianqing's words, she had only known her for a few weeks, how could she persuade her to give up music.

My mother's illness could not afford to wait and she had to be rushed to St. Louis Hospital.

"Well, what should I do?" Lin Bufan scratched his ears and cheeks, and there was an urge to hit the wall in his heart.

Following.

Lin Bufan got up early in the morning, and he planned to go to Hangcheng Art School to talk to the little demon.

"Little Brother Lin, are you awake?"

Luo Xiaoxiao knocked on the door and shouted.

Lin Bufan scratched his scalp and opened the door.

"Are you free today?" Luo Xiaoxiao asked.

"What's the matter?"

"The day after tomorrow, it's the top ten college song competitions, but Song Shenhui and they haven't made any progress at all, they want you to go over and give me some advice."

"Oh. It just so happens that I'm going to your school too. ”

"Hehe, there are a lot of beauties in our school, did you fancy which one you liked last time?" Luo Xiaoxiao touched Lin Bufan with her arm with a hippie smile, "Say, I'll introduce you which one you like." ”

Lin Bufan couldn't cry or laugh, thinking to himself why this Luo Xiaoxiao was in such good spirits every time he saw it.

When they arrived at the school's training room, Song Shenhui and others surrounded them.

"Teacher Lin, thank you for coming." Song Shenhui looked grateful.

"You're welcome, we're all friends." Lin Bufan swept around and saw that Sun Yan was also there.

Sun Yan walked over and said sincerely: "Classmate Lin, the competition is going to be the day after tomorrow, you can help them." I'm here to thank you. ”

Saying that, Sun Yan bowed to Lin Bufan.

"Sun Yan, don't be like this, I will do my best." When he said this, Lin Bufan was very conflicted in his heart, if he continued to help them win the game, the medical path of the little demon would really drift away.

"Teacher Lin, I'll go through the repertoire we participated in first, and you'll have a look." Song Shenhui said.

"Okay, you guys go through it first and I'll take a look."

The song participating in the competition is original by Song Shenhui, but after all, the strength is limited, this original song has no strength at all, and it can't drive the audience's emotions and resonance.

Lin Bufan touched his chin, thought for a while, and said euphemistically: "This song is a little better than your original last time, but it is not enough to take it out to participate in the competition." ”

Song Shenhui drooped his head, "I'...... I'm afraid I don't really have the talent to write songs. ”

"Don't be discouraged, no one can be achieved overnight, let me think about what to do."

"Thank you, Mr. Lin, for bothering you."

Sun Yan diligently gave the mineral water to everyone, and also took a towel to wipe Song Shenhui's sweat, just like a little daughter-in-law, seeing that she and Song Shenhui had such a good relationship, Lin Bufan was also relieved.

"Little demon, can we talk?" Lin Bufan said.

"Teacher Lin, call me Wan'er, you call me a little demon, I'm embarrassed."

Lin Bufan always thought that the demon of the little demon was the demon of the monster, but it was actually a small waist, this nickname was called out by female classmates in the dormitory, every time Shen Wan'er changed her clothes, the woman was very envious when she saw her small waist, so she had a small waist and a small waist.

Don't look at Shen Wan'er's hanging dress, in fact, she has never been in love, and she will be embarrassed to be called Xiaowaist by the boy she admires.

They walked out of the training room and onto the steps downstairs.

As soon as Lin Bufan wanted to speak, Shen Wan'er said: "Teacher Lin, if my father asked you to persuade me, then don't say it, the path I chose by myself will not stop." ”

One sentence blocked what Lin Bufan wanted to say.

Lin Bufan wanted to save his mother, but if Shen Wan'er gave up her own path, she felt a little guilty.

"Why don't you speak, Mr. Lin?" Shen Wan'er was puzzled, "Are you really here to be a lobbyist?" ”

Lin Bufan showed a sad look: "My mother needs to go to the United States for surgery to live, but she needs your father to write a national diagnosis report." ”

Shen Wan'er was stunned...... In her heart, she really wanted to help Lin Bufan, but she couldn't do it if she wanted to give up the music path she insisted on.

The air freezes suddenly.

The two did not speak for a long time.

In the end, it was Lin Bufan who broke the deadlock.

"Sister Wan'er, do you know reverse thinking?"

"I don't know."

"It's just thinking in the opposite direction, I can't convince you, but I'll find a way to convince your father."

"My dad is an antique, you can't move him."

Lin Bufan had already thought of a way, he smiled and said, "How do you know if you don't try." ”