Thursday, April 9.

After a dreamless night, Chen Wen was awakened by the smell of breakfast.

Su Qianqian did not cook in person this time, but bought back fried buns and hot soy milk from the breakfast shop outside the community.

"Qianqian, thank you for your hard work!" Chen Wen hugged Su Qianqian from behind, and a sense of happiness arose.

"Haha, don't make a fuss, hurry up and eat, I still have to go to class!" Su said with a light smile.

"I remember that there was a singing audition in your class this afternoon, you signed up for it, I'll accompany you!" Chen Wen said as he ate the raw fried food.

"Forget it, Chen Wen, I don't want to participate!" Su Qianqian said with a sad face.

"Why not, how good you sing, I want to hear you sing on stage. "Chen Wen is very serious.

"You sing so much better than I do, and you write such good songs yourself, I'm embarrassed to sing in front of you. Su Qianqian pouted.

"Well, that's the reason. Chen Wen suddenly realized, "It's okay, don't think too much, everyone is different, and each has different benefits." You sing so well, really, I really want to hear you sing. ”

"Unless, you promise me one condition. Su Qianqian's eager expression.

"No problem! I will agree to 10,000 of my family's shallow conditions!" Chen Wen was categorical.

As long as he can make Su Qianqian happy, Chen Wen is willing to do anything.

"Then it's decided! I hope you can write a song for me, and I'll sing it!" Su Qianqian said seriously.

Chen Wen thought to himself, this condition is too easy to do, he has too many good songs in the future in his head, let alone one, there are enough of them to Su Qianqian to hold a concert.

"I promised! I will write you a song, and it is a very nice song!" Chen Wen said.

"Chen Wen, you are so good to me! Come, I'll feed you a raw fry!" Su Qianqian picked one up and put it into Chen Wen's mouth.

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On the way to send Su Qianqian to the teaching building.

Chen Wen said: "Shallow, I want to learn to play the guitar. ”

Su Qianqian was surprised: "Chen Wen, you can write songs, but you can't play the guitar?"

Chen Wen said: "Yes, I used to only hum and write songs by myself, and I couldn't play accompaniment. Now I feel that if I can play the guitar myself, it will be easier for me to sing the songs I have in mind. ”

Su Qianqian said happily: "I support you! I am willing to be your audience at any time!"

Chen Wen continued: "Then I have three things to do today, go to see the bald head in the morning, accompany you to the selection competition in the afternoon, buy a guitar in the middle, and send you into the teaching building in a while, I will buy a guitar!"

In front of the teaching building, the two kissed goodbye.

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Chen Wen came to the bald brother's rental house.

Seeing Chen Wen, Brother Guang was very happy and said that the God of Wealth was here.

Of course, Brother Guang is very happy, because the sales of "Record" are gratifying.

On Monday, Brother Guang bought 4,200 copies from Chen Wen's hand, half of the upper and lower volumes, and as of Wednesday night, there were only 1,000 copies left.

In other words, the street vendors at the eight colleges and universities in Guangge's sphere of influence sell an average of 1,000 copies a day. The remaining 1,000 copies in Brother Guang's hand are only enough for today's supply for one day.

Brother Guang decided to buy 6,000 copies this time, which is enough to sell until next Wednesday.

Chen Wen thought about it, he still had to buy a guitar for a while, he needed to spend a sum of money, and he had to pay 6,000 yuan to Boss Wang, and the more than 7,000 yuan on his body might be under a lot of pressure.

Chen Wen proposed that the shipment in the factory was tight, and Brother Guang's batch was relatively large, and he hoped that Brother Guang would pay a deposit.

Brother Guang didn't say a word, paid 5,200 yuan to Chen Wen, and said that the remaining 8,000 yuan would be paid when he got the goods.

Six thousand copies, two pieces of two each, a total of 13,200 pieces. 5,200 yuan deposit and 8,000 yuan final payment.

Leaving Brother Guang's rental house, Chen Wen turned a few streets and found a public phone to call Boss Wang.

Boss Wang agreed, saying that there was not much pressure to pick up the goods today, and it could be delivered to the vicinity of the University of Finance and Economics at 1 o'clock at noon.

Chen Wen said a new location nearby, and Boss Wang said that he remembered it and hung up the phone.

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After contacting the purchase, Chen Wen began to go shopping and look for a musical instrument store.

I wandered around the area for an hour, but I couldn't find a shop selling musical instruments.

Chen Wen was depressed for a while, and thought about it, the guitar is a musical instrument, which area of people can form a market for musical instruments? That must be a place where people who are engaged in music gather together.

Where are the people who are engaged in music?

The Conservatory of Music is in the downtown area of Shanghai, Chen Wen looked at his watch, taking the bus was too slow, and he had to pick up Su Qianqian from class, so he took a taxi to the Conservatory.

Sure enough, there are a lot of musical instrument shops near the conservatory.

Chen Wen doesn't know much about the guitar, he can only be regarded as a beginner, and knows that this thing is divided into classical and folk.

In his previous life, a bar guitarist who had a good relationship with Chen Wen once said that when it comes to guitar, playing simple accompaniment, a folk guitar with steel strings is fine;

Chen Wen thought about it, if he entertained himself in the room, the folk guitar was suitable, but he had already started the great cause of making future famous songs appear in advance, so he needed the classical guitar, the three classic instruments, to play the accompaniment!

Chen Wen walked into a relatively large musical instrument shop, with various guitars hanging on the wall, and a male clerk warmly received Chen Wen.

Removing the cheapest batch and removing the most expensive ones, Chen Wen picked out two 40-inch classical guitars from the middle price range.

After chatting, it turned out that the male clerk was one of the partners of this musical instrument store, and he himself was a fingerstyle master.

The master used two guitars and played two tunes, and Chen Wen was dazzled by the fingering.

Chen Wen asked, how long will it take to practice to your level.

The master said that this depends on the talent and the suitability of the fingers, and it is also related to the age of beginners, he began to practice guitar at the age of 6, and has been accumulating for nearly 30 years.

Chen Wen was amazed, praising the master in the folk!

The master asked Chen Wen, what is the use of buying a classical guitar?

Chen Wen said honestly, practiced accompaniment, performed on stage, and played and sang by himself.

The master immediately recommended the guitar in the left hand, saying that I don't recommend those ballad guitars with steel wire strings, you can use this one directly from scratch, and you will definitely not regret it in the future.

Chen Wen asked, how much.

The master replied, eight hundred yuan.

Chen Wen did not counter-offer, and paid directly to take the piano.

The master gave three guitar textbooks, one each for folk, accompaniment and finger playing.

The master also said that if he encounters a problem that he does not understand in the textbook, he can come to him at any time for advice, and he can also tune the piano for free.

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Chen Wen thanked the master, took a taxi back to the University of Finance, and arrived at the teaching building just before Su Qianqian's class.

Su Qianqian looked at Chen Wen carrying the piano bag and laughed vigorously.

Chen Wen asked, what are you laughing at?

Su Qianqian said, I see a future music talent growing.

Chen Wen said, I don't want to be an expert, I just want to do what I want to do.

Su Qianqian said, I just like your serious nonsense.

Chen Wen said: Serious nonsense is a very profound knowledge.

Su Qianqian said, that's right, our meditation teacher is such a person, he is serious every day, and what is he talking about in class.

Chen Wen said, don't despise them, in fact, they know more than us, but those things that are closest to the truth of life, they can't tell you from the podium.

Su Qianqian thought for a moment and said Chen Wen, you can always say something very deep, not like an 18-year-old person at all.

"I am 19 years old, and I have passed my 18th birthday a few months ago," Chen Wen said.

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