As a musician, Li Qingning knows the value of Beatles music too well.

In the pop music she heard from Jiang Yang, the shadow of the Beatles could be found almost everywhere. Not to mention those foreign songs, there are countless references and learning from the Beatles in Chinese songs alone.

Jiang Yang didn't understand.

But Li Qingning almost guessed that this Beatles music was definitely an epoch-making work.

It's the equivalent of appearing out of thin air, getting rid of the old framework, eliminating the traces of black music in rock music, replacing syncopated African rhythms with linear Western melodies - this is all Li Yu's blind guess, probably that's what it means, knowing that it was the appearance of the Beatles, and dividing the musical era in two.

In the real world –

Pop music lacks the Beatles, so many musicians have gone through a long period of exploration, breakthrough and experimentation, and then merged with each other to become what they are now.

This has two consequences.

The pop music heard in Jiangyang is still in the shadow of the era after the Beatles were divided.

In the real world, because of the lack of such a thread, musical innovation is flowing unchecked.

So—

For Jiang Yang, because the shadow of the Beatles is everywhere, he may think that this band is not so good.

But—

For her real world, many of the musical elements in The Beatles were some ahead of their time, some were backward, and some were simply not there.

That's still fresh and powerful.

Once released, the absolute one stone stirred up a thousand waves.

If Time.com wants to authorize-

The price is not a bit big, it is quite big, so big that Li Qingning wants her to retreat.

At this moment, Li Qingning's mobile phone rang.

She glanced at the news from Jiang Yang.

And so—

Li Qingning picked up his mobile phone and said, "Sister Jing, it's not impossible to cooperate—"

Jiang Yang said in the chat software that he couldn't find his notebook, did he put it at home?

And also.

He's going to learn to draw from today.

On his way to buy pen and paper, he bought a cup of coffee for the teacher by the way: "Do I have to replace tea with coffee to pay tribute to the teacher?"

Li Qingning couldn't help laughing.

Feng Jing was afraid that Li Qingning would be followed by a but, so he took advantage of Li Qingning's laughter and stopped talking, and said, "As long as there is talk, the conditions will not be a problem."

She had already inquired.

Li Qingning has already written a good song for "Rock and Roll Girl".

Feng Jing didn't come on a whim, but prepared, and with the quality of "LetItbe", they believe that the Beatles' work is not bad.

What's more, this Beatles was pushed out by Li Yu based on the great band made up in Jiang Yang's book.

Feng Jing believed that Li Yu would not smash Jiang Yang's signboard.

After cooperating for so long, Feng Jing is still confident in this.

She can even be sure now that the one who can make Li Qingning smile so knowingly must be Jiang Yang.

Li Qingning came back to his senses.

Since Sister Jing said so, then she asked Sister Chen to talk to Feng Jing in detail.

And so—

Sister Chen took Feng Jing to her office again.

When she was out of the office, Feng Jing heard Li Qingning call: "Hey, husband, the notebook is not at home, you put the courtyard together, and you lost it again." Also, how did you remember to learn to draw, the teacher, the male and the female..."

Feng Jing thought to herself: I'll just say it's Jiang Yang's grandson.

Sister Chen: "Sister Jing, we are serious, not joking, don't hurt the harmony later."

This is vaccination.

Feng Jing reassured Sister Chen.

She came early this morning, and she came with sincerity.

"Actually—"

Sister Chen pushed open the door to her office and invited Feng Jing in, "The song Black Pig should have been

of the Beatles."

"Yes."

Feng Jing is a music director.

As soon as she heard that song, she felt that it was in the same vein as "LetItbe".

Now that Sister Chen has confirmed this, she is more sincere.

And then—

Feng Jing sat down, took the tea handed over, and after listening to Sister Chen's words, put down the teacup.

"I'll have to go back and discuss it with the leaders."

Feng Jing stood up.

The first condition she asked Sister Chen to say was frightened.

And then—

She took her leave.

Sister Chen: "Sincerity still doesn't seem to be enough."

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After Jiang Yang hung up Li Qingning's phone, he walked towards the café at the end of the alley.

After Lao Mo agreed to teach Jiang Yang to paint, the good student's mother took him to the courtyard to see Jiang Yang.

After introducing each other, Lao Mo took the good student's mother to make soy sauce on the grounds that he wanted to teach Jiang Yang to paint.

But—

Jiang Yang also has no painting tools.

He could only come out and buy it.

After buying it, he plans to buy a few cups of coffee and ask his teacher.

He went into the coffee shop.

There were still not many people in the shop, the owner was in a daze, and the young man was sitting on the terrace seat and writing.

But—

The seat where Jiang Yang usually sat was empty, and the young man didn't go to sit there.

Jiang Yang ordered coffee and took out his card to pay the bill.

Because there are a lot of coffee orders, not only the teacher's, but also the stones, the money on the card is definitely not enough.

And yet—

Just when Jiang Yang was about to use his mobile phone to pay for the insufficient balance of the membership card, he saw the shopkeeper swipe the card and the payment was completed!

Then.

Jiang Yang looked at the consumption voucher and fell into doubt.

He consumed more than two hundred.

He remembered that there were only a hundred on the card.

He couldn't help but ask the shopkeeper, "Has the money on my card increased?"

Shopkeeper: "No."

Jiang Yang: "I remember that I charged 100 and got 100 free—"

Shopkeeper: "Charge 200 and get 100 free."

Jiang Yang: "Really?"

Shopkeeper: "That's right. Otherwise, if you have more than two hundred, wouldn't you give two hundred for one hundred, and I am not a fool."

"Yes."

Jiang Yang was convinced.

But he clearly remembered that he was charging 100 and getting 100 free, could it be that he was hallucinating?

"That's right."

The shopkeeper took out a properly preserved notebook from a drawer at the counter: "Your notebook has fallen into the store."

"Here we are!"

Jiang Yang looked surprised, he was still looking for it in the courtyard in the morning.

Didn't find it.

He thought he was in the house.

He was busy saying sorry to Grandma several times in his heart, put away the notebook, and sincerely thanked the owner: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The shopkeeper hesitated, "Well, I looked through your notebook—"

Jiang Yang looked at her.

He thought that the shopkeeper had opened it to confirm the owner of the notebook.

"—why didn't you send these postcards?"

The owner was curious.

"Oh."

Jiang Yang told her that this was a backup.

He didn't want the notebook to end up lacking, so he always had two postcards, one to send and one to keep.

Jiangyang also buys postcards or takes photos in other cities.

I was looking for a notebook this morning just to put the postcards I had kept.

"That—"

The shopkeeper's fingertips rubbed unintentionally on the table, "I took a few pictures too

piece, can I — send it to the elderly?"

Jiang Yang thought for a moment, "Yes."

Grandma has been doing a lifetime of travel strategy, but she has never left her hometown, and she has always regretted it.

Now that I'm old, it's a comfort to look at the scenery from afar.

Jiang Yang sent a postcard or photo to his grandmother, and he thought so.

Jiang Yang thinks that Grandma must also like to see the scenery sent by others.

"Great."

The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief.

She was really envious of Jiang Yang.

Because Li Yu is here, all the people he meets are good people.

Unlike her, her parents divorced when she was a child, and her father locked her in the house with a sports car.

She grew up in isolation, longing to connect with others, but at a loss, even if she integrated into the collective, she was just a character that no one paid attention to, always a passerby in other people's lives, coming quietly and leaving quietly.

She opened a café, thinking that she would meet some people, become friends, and gather here every day to talk about gossip, listen to songs, and chat.

And yet—

The reality is skinny.

The compensation she received when her house was vacated is now almost spent.

The café is only enough to last for half a year.

When the time comes—

She was afraid that she would enter the crowd alone and be lonely forever.

So—

Now there's such an opportunity.

Although she and Grandma will not meet, when she thinks that when Grandma receives the postcard, she knows that there is such a person as her, then she feels that it is enough to comfort her life.

She really wanted a response.

"Thank you."

The shopkeeper said to Jiang Yang seriously.

She wanted to charge Jiang Yang another hundred.

But—

It's not good to be too blatant.

And so—

"That's right."

The shopkeeper took a beautiful mug from the shelf behind him: "You ordered so much coffee, we'll send a mug in the store."

Jiang Yang thought that there was really such an activity, so he accepted the cup.

Waited a while.

He took his coffee, said goodbye to the shopkeeper and went back.