The first time Ye Wencheng met the vocal teacher, he looked a somewhat greasy middle-aged man, holding a flute and looking over and over.

Ye Wencheng politely shouted: "Hello teacher." ”

After a long time, the middle-aged man looked up at him, then raised his flute and began to blow.

Ye Wencheng was stunned, the flute emitted a very melodious and beautiful melody under the man's luck, the man's body swayed slightly with the tune, his eyes were closed, and his expression was intoxicated.

Ye Wencheng was stunned, he didn't expect that this person with a greasy temperament could blow such a clear tune.

After the song was played, the man put down the flute, walked up to Ye Wencheng and looked up and down: "You are Ye Wencheng?" The one who wants to hold the oranges? It's too tender too...... The soup is watery and boring. ”

A bunch of question marks popped up in Ye Wencheng's heart, what does this mean...... Are you going to be persuaded to quit?

"Orange said to get you a song, it should be in line with your personal temperament, and I agreed." The man began to walk around the room.

Ye Wencheng didn't dare to make a sound, watching him keep walking around, just when he felt that a century was about to pass, the man suddenly spoke: "Can I regret it now?" ”

Ye Wencheng's face fell suddenly, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he really didn't know what to defend himself.

The man looked at him like this and touched the back of his head: "Do you know how to play a musical instrument?" ”

"A little bit of piano and a little bit of a drum kit." Ye Wencheng hurriedly said.

"Well, you come, sit here, play a piece and I'll listen to it."

Ye Wencheng hurriedly put down the backpack behind him and sat down obediently in front of the piano. He moved his shoulders and neck, took a deep breath, and stretched his fingers and landed gently on the black and white keys.

A tune that couldn't have been simpler. After hearing this, the man nodded, and then instructed him to beat the drum kit, and Ye Wencheng did as he could.

"Fortunately, I have a little bit of music, although the piano and drums are very bad." The man was unceremoniously appraised.

Ye Wencheng blushed: "I, I just practiced for a while when I was a child. ”

"Okay, you go back, I think I'm going to do a good tune."

Ye Wencheng raised his head, his eyes lit up: "Really?!" Thank you, teacher! ”

Coming out of the studio, Ye Wencheng hurriedly put on a mask. Since the company's official announcement of his debut, he has been stopped by various young sisters, big sisters, and old sisters on the street more than once. Ye Wencheng didn't know how to refuse other people's requests, coupled with Chen Congcong's previous experience, he tried his best to cooperate with what the girls wanted him to do, and he was exhausted every time he was late for work. He was so annoyed that he began to feel the hardships of eating this bowl of rice. But after wearing a mask, almost no one recognized him.

Suddenly, a black sedan stopped in front of Ye Wencheng, the door opened, and a tall man in a suit and leather shoes stepped down.

Ye Wencheng's face changed, and the milk in his eyes faded by half a point, revealing a touch of coldness.

"You're really giving our parents face, are you trying to make the elders angry?"

"What did I do?" Ye Wencheng's gaze swept from the bottom to the top and asked.

"Singer? Actor? Isn't this kind of three-minded and nine-rate deed? ”

"Ye Wucheng, you are a young man born in the new era, why do you have some feudal residual poison in your brain? How expensive are you this year? ”

"Ye Wencheng!" Ye Wucheng took a step forward aggressively.

"What? Hit me again? Can you beat me now? Brother. Ye Wencheng took off his mask and threw his backpack on the ground.

Ye Wucheng clenched his fists and glared at the person in front of him: "Don't you think that if you go out of the house, you can do whatever you want and ignore it." ”

"Don't bother reminding me, I'm sober. Also, stop bothering me. Ye Wencheng pulled the corners of his mouth, picked up the backpack and threw it behind him, and left without looking back.