He sat up straight abruptly and turned to look at Luo Zhan: "Where's the keyboard?"
"Ah, that, it hasn't been decided yet. Yesterday, several music store owners recommended someone to me. I plan to arrange a battle between them in the next two days and then decide on the final candidate." Luo Zhan was playing with the peach wood folding fan in his hand, and didn't notice the change in Bo Qiu's expression at all.
"Did I ever tell you that keyboards are important in this performance?"
Bo Qiu's serious tone even hinted at anger. Luo Zhan slowly closed the mahogany fan in his hand and looked at Bo Qiu, but he didn't dare to look him in the eye. "I did."
"If you keep going like this, Xiao Xu will be in charge of the Amateur Project from now on."
Luo Zhan got so anxious when he heard this that he almost broke the mahogany fan in his hand. "Brother Xu has his own things to do. I'll take care of the keyboard!"
Seeing that he was sincere in admitting his mistake, Bo Qiu stopped provoking him with Xu Ziqiao. He withdrew his gaze, calmed his anger, and asked, "I asked you to contact Xu's Music Store. Did you go?"
This was Bo Qiu's final bottom line. If Luo Zhan really didn't do this, he wouldn't even think about getting any announcements this year.
Luo Zhan knew he hadn't done the job properly, so for a moment, even his tone of voice became extra attentive. "I went, I went. I went the same day you told me to. The boss lady contacted me a few days ago and said there was a girl coming for an interview."
A girl? Bo Qiu finally felt relieved when he heard that. Given her relationship with the boss, she was probably the one.
"I want to meet them at eight o'clock tomorrow night." After saying that, he closed his eyes again.
"No problem!" Luo Zhan gave Bo Qiu a rather unorthodox military salute and immediately contacted the various bosses. As if to praise his diligence at work, he even gave him a special courtesy by vibrating his phone, which kept vibrating.
Bo Qiu was so shocked that his scalp was numb. He had to open his eyes a little and slowly turned his head to look at Luo Zhan.
Luo Zhan smiled knowingly: "My efficiency is amazing!"
"You, get out of here."
"...I'm on mute."
…
At six o'clock the next evening, the setting sun was red, and people were coming and going on Elm Street in search of meals. The afternoon classes at Xu's Music Shop also ended.
The winter and summer holidays are often the busiest times for music stores. Children are off from school, which, in turn, means their parents are off. With more free time, parents often come to the store to chat about random things, which becomes a great way for parents to build relationships with their children.
The teachers couldn't avoid this. Summer vacation is already busier than usual, and with these people around, looking for "care" in some way or another, the teachers sigh every year: these chaotic noises, it's really a waste if they don't go outside to shout in the trees.
"I heard that you particularly like drinking tea. My family just bought a batch of Longjing tea recently. I brought some with me today. You must keep it!" The most classic bribe.
"No, no, I don't have a bag or a water cup, so it's not easy to pack. The child practiced very well today, take him home and let him rest." The most classic perfunctory attitude.
"Oh, this tea won't go bad. You can keep it with Boss Xu and pack it up for later. Don't be polite!"
“…” The teacher’s face turned pale like an avocado.
The interaction between the two was nothing short of classic, and it made Tu Nian and Aunt Xu, who were hiding in the front desk, laugh. If the atmosphere between the two hadn't been so tense, Tu Nian would have spoken out.
"Old Du is so miserable." Tu Nian said.
"This is what happens to you." Aunt Xu chuckled.
"Do you still remember?"
Aunt Xu's words were all because of Teacher Du's words that had supported her during the quarrel between them. Wasn't that man in his forties sitting next to her at dinner that day the same man?
The two were laughing when the real boss had already sent them away. He walked over a few steps later, a look of frustration on his face: "Why is it always me? No one seems to be looking for Teacher Tu."
"You are an old teacher in our music store. Who else should we look for if not you?" Aunt Xu replied while suppressing a smile.
Old Du was speechless and could only sigh: "I quite like her child, how come he has such a bad mother?"
"Don't let anyone else hear this, or I'll dock your salary."
"Hey, let's go eat. The food is here." Lao Du quickly changed the subject.
"Let's go, Muyang, come and have something to eat." Aunt Xu called.
Tu Nian had smelled the food a long time ago and followed the two of them to the side hall. Three dishes and a soup were already on the table.
Lao Du usually loves stir-fried pork with chili peppers, and Aunt Xu always remembers to buy him a portion in the evening. If she adds a few more dishes, he'll be invited to stay for a meal if he's not in a hurry to leave.
Tu Nian listened to their conversation while eating. In such a comfortable and stable atmosphere, she couldn't help but be absent-minded for a moment - if her father was not addicted to gambling and her mother was still alive, could she also live such a life?
“Mu Yang…Mu Yang!”
Aunt Xu's voice interrupted her thoughts. When she came to her senses, Aunt Xu's face was filled with anxiety.
"What's wrong?"
"Your interview! At 8 o'clock sharp, at Xiaoyangpo!" Aunt Xu was so anxious that she even raised her voice.
Tu Nian was confused: "Interview?"
Aunt Xu trotted down the hall to get her bag and explained, "The audition for Saturday's show is tonight at 8 o'clock! I was busy when they messaged me yesterday, and then I had some free time and forgot about it. Luckily, this place isn't far from Xiaoyangpo, so if you go now, you'll definitely still make it."
After understanding the whole story, Tu Nian took the bag from Aunt Xu and ran out. This ten thousand yuan couldn't be wasted. Whether he could survive the next month depended on it.
Before she even reached the door, Tu Nian heard Aunt Xu calling her from behind. She turned around hastily, only to see Aunt Xu chasing after her and stuffing something into her hand. Tu Nian saw that she had been so anxious that she had forgotten to take her car keys.
After taking the key, Tu Nian ran straight to the black sleek motorcycle on the side of the road.
"Ride slowly on the road, you'll still make it!" Aunt Xu advised.
"I know!" Tu Nian got on his motorcycle and left like the wind.
Located at the southernmost end of Fufang Road, Xiaoyangpo is arguably Ronghai's most popular area for young people. It boasts a diverse selection of eateries, entertainment venues, and a diverse array of eateries. It sounds like a second Maple Street, but it's quite different. It's a more down-to-earth place, with lower costs and no class distinctions.
It took Tu Nian less than half an hour to drive from Yu Street to Fufang Road, and it was just a quarter after seven when he arrived at Xiaoyangpo.
As soon as she stopped the car, Tu Nian suddenly felt like she couldn't hold back any longer. She had only eaten a few bites when she first came out, and she had been in such a hurry on the way that she had suppressed her hunger until now. Now that she had some free time, the overwhelming hunger immediately swept over her.
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