Before, I heard that he graduated from China University of Political Science and Law, and some matchmakers were willing to introduce him, but as soon as they heard that he opened a studio to engage in music, the woman often gave up because of his unstable work.

In those years, he was also working hard to learn a lot of knowledge in music, although he was not from a professional class, but he was able to use eight years to do [Qingyin] so well, it can be seen that he has put in energy and effort that ordinary people can't understand.

In the vast sea of people, it seems simple to find a suitable person, but the fit is not simple.

In the eyes of most people, it may be that a person who studied law is engaged in music, and his family is so poor, it seems that he wants to choose a job that can make money faster in the eyes of ordinary people.

Before high school, Pan Qingchuan's hobby was only reading, his parents worked everywhere, he didn't take any interest classes, and even only saw the piano in the lobby of the mall on his birthday one year.

At that time, one of my father's co-workers broke his leg while making insulation for the exterior wall of the building, and the construction party refused to pay the medical bills.

At that time, he wanted to study law, wanted to be a lawyer, and wanted to help people like his father whose rights and interests were not protected at the bottom.

Therefore, I applied for the University of Political Science and Law.

After entering the university, he joined the music club, and their music director was Professor Gu of the Central Conservatory of Music, and found that Pan Qingchuan was very talented in music.

So I taught him very hard, but it was a pity that such a very talented child in music had no opportunity to be enlightened and cultivated before.

Pan Qingchuan lived up to Professor Gu's hard work.

Not only this major, every year to get the first prize, it took four years, the piano also passed the tenth grade, usually learning piano is a child's work, too many children from the age of three or four began to enlighten.

However, those children are often forced to go to school by their parents.

Many of them sit in front of the piano unwillingly, and Pan Qingchuan, as an eighteen-year-old adult, as long as he has time, he will play in the music room for a day.

Like a sponge, he struggles to absorb the nutrients of music.

Later, the school kept the key to the piano room, and the teacher gave him a key so that he could enter the piano room to practice at any time.

Interest is the best teacher and the best source of motivation.

Mother Liu Yu said thoughtfully, "Chuanzi, you record songs for others, pay more attention." Are there any like-minded girls with you, if there is a suitable one, get along with others. ”

Although she has no culture, she likes Pan Aiguo when he is studying, although he sees a lot of things in the book, she will give it to her, she doesn't understand, but she likes to listen to him.

Liu Yu brewed a cup of hair tips for Pan Qingchuan to relieve her greasy, this tea was only a small packet, which was given to her by the old lady of the landlady.

It is full of bud tips, and in the transparent glass, the tips of the tender green buds stand up in the tea soup, like ballet dancers.

On weekdays, Pan Aiguo also drinks some tea, but it is all coarse tea, very coarse tea stalks, because it is cheap, you can buy a big bag for dozens of yuan.

And this kind of good tea often costs thousands of dollars per catty, he tasted a pot that day, and he was reluctant to drink the rest.

Liu Yu felt sorry for her son, there were some good things, and she wanted to give her son a taste.

The more this is the case, Pan Qingchuan doesn't feel good in his heart, but he is about to get better, his [Qingyin] is getting better and better, waiting to get the new house, decorate it, and live in the new house as a family.

Then make money, deduct the operation and maintenance expenses, and buy a car, so that you can take your parents around.

My parents used to work in many big cities, but they didn't go to any of those cities.

Grandma is used to living in a remote mountain village, and she does not want to live in the city, she is illiterate, and only likes to watch the sunrise in her small vegetable garden.

Thinking that a fifteen-member chorus would be recorded in the morning, and the tuning work would be carried out in advance, Pan Qingchuan went to bed early.

The next day, he got up at half past five and made snail noodles for his father.

Usually, Pan Aiguo came back from the night shift at half past six, and Pan Aiguo did not come back at half past six.

found that Pan Aiguo did not bring his mobile phone when he went out at night.

At this time, Liu Yu also got up.

Pan Qingchuan said that he wanted to find his father.

But the mother said: "Go to work and get busy, your father may get off work and go to the construction site to settle the salary, he is always lost now!" ”

was urged to go out by his mother, Pan Qingchuan still didn't feel at ease and went to the community where Pan Aiguo worked as a night guard.

It was a new community that had just been built the year before last, imitating European-style buildings, and the whole community seemed to be like a European town.

Originally, it was going to be a foreign name, but then for some reason, it was called Jixiang Community.

The security guard on duty heard that he was here to find Pan Aiguo, and hurriedly said: "I have long heard Lao Pan say that he has a son who is a scholar, but I didn't expect to look so white and pure, and he is a talent." ”

Let him praise Pan Qingchuan a little embarrassed, "Uncle, is my dad off work?" ”

The security guard said, "I left at six o'clock, and he said that he had taken a job today, laying tiles, and he was going to do it." ”

Yesterday, when he saw that his father had a fever, he was not very relieved, and he heard that he was going to do odd jobs again, and he couldn't be reached by phone.

He called his mother, Liu Yu, and asked his father to come home and call him.

But the mother said, "You can do your thing with peace of mind, and wait for your father to come back and call you." ”

For more than 30 years, they have been wandering around, and it was not until eight years ago that Kawako was about to open a music studio, and they settled in Chikushi.

He got on the bus a little worried, and went to [Qingyin].

The assistant Xiao Duan came earlier than him, and he had just finished wiping the ground when Harukawa arrived.

Xiao Duan also came to [Qingyin] with a musical dream, he regarded Pan Qingchuan as his idol, a person from a non-professional class who played music so well, it takes great talent.

The recording level of the piano can not be tuned by the general tuner, most of the tuners have a listening error of 20-70 cents, the error of the master playing the piano is 10-30 cents, and Pan Qingchuan's tune is slow but can do 0.5-1 cents.

Xiao Duan hopes that one day he can be like Pan Qingchuan, have his own music studio, and do his art to the extreme.

The company that comes to record today wants to record the chorus, put it on the company's website for publicity, and people stand up and start singing, all of which are non-professional artistic backbones in the company.

After the first recording, the manager of the corporate publicity department kept shaking his head and looked very dissatisfied.

He frowned and made a request to Pan Qingchuan, this kind of momentum is not big enough, can you adjust the effect of a hundred people singing for me.

Xiao Duan has been working here for a year, and he knows that this is definitely not the effect of software overlay.

And if you don't do it well, the sound effect will be very embarrassing, and this is the first time that a customer has made such a request.

Pan Qingchuan replied: "This is very time-consuming and energy-consuming. ”

The corporate publicity manager said disdainfully: "I see that your Qingyin is the sound of the advertisement, and you have no real skills." ”