Resistance?

"Now, everyone wants me to get out of the entertainment industry." Jun chuckled and laughed at himself, "Haven't you used my emoji?" ”

"I ......," Leng Mo explained as he busied himself, "I didn't mean that. ”

"I know." Jun chuckled, and then his tone changed to serious, "You only live once, don't let yourself down." ”

Without saying anything more, she lifted her hands and dropped the keys, playing a scale neatly.

She admires this young man and wants to give him a chance, but that doesn't mean that she likes to dictate other people's lives.

She has given him the opportunity, and how to choose is a matter of cold silence.

"Okay, let's start the class, let's start with the basic scale today, and now sing with me, do, re, mi...... The voice relaxes and the mouth opens...... Right...... Very good...... One more ......"

After practicing for more than half an hour, Jun Qing removed his fingers from the piano and raised his wrist to look at the time.

"I have a compulsory class to take, I just taught you, you practice it yourself first, and we'll see you in the activity room in the afternoon."

"Jun Qing." Leng Mo chased after her, his eyes asked sincerely, "If I want to make music that I like, how should I start?" ”

Jun gently picked up the violin and turned his face towards him.

"There are two paths: first, find a good record company, rely on the company to make achievements, and transform into an independent musician; Second, making independent music on your own, this path is difficult, after all...... It's lonely to have no one to cheer on. ”

"What about you?"

"Me?!" Jun smiled lightly, "When my contract expires, I will open my own studio, make music, make movies, write musicals, and release albums for talented young people like you...... Do all I want. ”

Carrying the bag on her back, she strode over, opened the door to the practice room, and turned her face to Leng Mo again.

"Come on, Leng Mo!"

Many people make important decisions in their lives that need to be pushed by others.

For example: the silence of the moment.

Jun Qing's words have already made the big boy's heart turn up a monstrous wave.

Standing in place, Leng Mo frowned and fell into deep thought.

Leng Mo is one year older than Jun and is about to enter his senior year.

Because of his outstanding talent since childhood, in the past two years, several famous foreign music schools have extended olive branches to him.

His father also always hoped that he would go to a prestigious foreign school to further his studies and become a top cellist.

Leng Mo knew that that was not the path he wanted to take.

Now, it's time to decide!

……

……

In the blink of an eye, it was already Friday.

After two weeks of intensive preparations, the performance of the Musical Theatre Club has entered the final stage of preparation.

Delicately printed posters have been posted on all school bulletin boards, and the school radio station has also publicized the event.

On the auditorium stage, all the necessary equipment and stage props are in place.

Backstage in the auditorium, Jun Qing instructed Zhao Yiyi to find two makeup artists who were doing makeup and styling for the actors.

After careful assessment, the club has absorbed a lot of new blood.

These new members can't perform on stage yet, but it's more than enough to help them get started and prepare props or something.

……

Everything is under the command of Jun Qing and is carried out in an orderly manner.

Opposite the auditorium, upstairs from the complex.

Zhou Shaochuan, the president of the student union, stood by the window of the office with a frown, staring at the door of the auditorium from a distance, and the corners of his lips raised to reveal a sneer.

"The performance, it's up to you?!"