Chapter 170 (Combined with Chapter 1702)
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Wang Xu and Li Shuai were both moved by his unexpected words.
They knew from the time they hung out with Mu Shaoyan in their second year of high school that Mu Shaoyan was different from them. They wore clothes that cost tens of yuan, while Mu Shaoyan's clothes cost tens of thousands.
Therefore, they always cherished Mu Shaoyan as a friend, and when fighting, they tried their best not to let Mu Shaoyan rush to the front.
Later, Mu Shaoyan returned to school and made even better friends.
While Wang Xu and the others felt regret, they were also genuinely happy for him and felt ashamed, unworthy to be with him anymore.
So when Lu Zhao suggested that they cut ties from now on...
Although Wang Xu and the others were reluctant, they all agreed.
But now, Mu Shaoyan has found them and directly offered them 100,000 yuan, wanting to give them a future.
How could Wang Xu and Li Shuai not be moved?
The two looked at Mu Shaoyan, a thousand words stuck in their throats, yet they couldn't utter a single one.
They habitually turned to look at Lu Zhao, the boy they had always regarded as their elder brother.
Lu Zhao's feelings were complicated.
He truly didn't expect Mu Shaoyan to do such a thing.
But this is indeed something Mu Shaoyan would do.
He has always been a passionate and straightforward person with a naturally chivalrous heart. He would never look down on those who are poorer than him, nor would he forget his former friends just because he has embarked on the right path.
Lu Zhao felt even more guilty.
He shouldn't have said those things to Mu Shaoyan directly.
Mu Shaoyan values relationships the most, so even though his words were meant to be for his own good, they inevitably hurt Mu Shaoyan's feelings.
He was the one who wronged him.
"Don't want to?" Mu Shaoyan looked at them.
"Have you thought this through? I'm only doing this once. Once this opportunity is gone, it's gone forever. I won't care what you do after that."
After saying that, Mu Shaoyan saw that they still didn't move, and his anger rose rapidly. He reached for the bank card on the table.
But Lu Zhao held his hand down.
Mu Shaoyan looked up and heard Lu Zhao say to him, "I'm sorry."
"Whatever my original intention was, it was my mistake to say that to you."
“I’ll accept this 100,000. I’ll come to your university to find you later. Don’t worry, I will definitely pay you back this money with interest within ten years.”
Wang Xu and Li Shuai nodded quickly, "We're sorry, Brother Yan, we were wrong."
"Actually, I didn't want to break off our friendship with you, Brother Yan. I was just thinking that this would be better for you," Wang Xu said, sounding aggrieved.
Looking at the three of them, Mu Shaoyan's anger subsided somewhat.
"Stop doing those things you think are good for others. What, are you three still moved? You'll be so touched when you think about it tonight. I'm such a good person. I'm so moved by myself."
Lu Zhao: ...
Wang Xu: ...
Li Shuai: ……
Ye Qingxi almost burst out laughing. His uncle was indeed his grandfather's son; he could be quite eloquent at times.
"Alright." Seeing that the matter was resolved, Mu Shaoyan decided to let bygones be bygones and move on. "Let's eat."
Most importantly, he was in a hurry. After dealing with Lu Zhao, he still had to go to Duan Yi's house.
If he doesn't eat soon, it will be some time before he sees Duan Yi.
Compared to Lu Zhao and the others, Mu Shaoyan was actually less confident about Duan Yi.
After all, Duan Yi has always been a top student, and since entering university, he has never been close to anyone. He can live a good life on his own.
Mu Shaoyan wasn't sure whether Duan Yi would continue to be his aloof and unattainable lover after this incident.
It's already May, and the college entrance exam is just around the corner. Even if Duan Yi were to offer to stop tutoring him at this time, it would still be more than enough for him.
He couldn't bring himself to accuse anyone.
Thinking of this, Mu Shaoyan slowed down his eating.
It seems that if we go slower, we can find out the answer later.
However, no matter how slowly he eats, a meal will eventually be finished.
Mu Shaoyan took Ye Qingxi and said goodbye to Lu Zhao and the others. They got into the car and went to Duan Yi's house together.
He stood at Duan Yi's door, raising and lowering his hand, feeling uneasy.
In the end, Ye Qingxi couldn't stand it anymore and raised her hand to knock on the door for him.
Mu Shaoyan: !!!
"No, baby, why are you knocking on the door?" Mu Shaoyan asked in a low voice, startled.
What else? Why are you hesitating and wavering here?
Ye Qingxi blinked, looking completely innocent. "I miss Brother Duan Yi~"
Mu Shaoyan: ...
What could Mu Shaoyan say?
He also missed his nephew, Brother Duan Yi.
Duan Yi arrived quickly and opened the door.
Upon seeing Mu Shaoyan, he didn't say much, only saying, "Come in."
Ye Qingxi quickly pulled Mu Shaoyan inside, "Brother Duan Yi, my uncle said he made a mistake and he came to apologize to you."
After saying that, he quickly changed into cat-shaped sandals, "I'm going to the toilet, I'm in a real hurry."
Before Mu Shaoyan and Duan Yi could react, Ye Qingxi had already run away with lightning speed, clearly leaving them alone.
"This little rascal," Duan Yi thought to himself, "Mu Shaoyan is truly lucky to have such a clever and quick-witted nephew."
Mu Shaoyan looked at Duan Yi, feeling a little embarrassed.
But since Ye Qingxi had already spoken up for him, he went along with it and lowered his head, saying, "I'm sorry, it was my fault yesterday at noon."
"It's nothing," Duan Yi said. "You're just protecting your friend."
“I just talked to them.” Seeing that he wasn’t as sarcastic as before, Mu Shaoyan quickly told him about the recent progress. “Duan Yi, they actually have their own ideals, but they don’t have the money to realize them. So I gave them money, and they won’t be like this anymore. They will do what they want to do, like repeating a year of high school, learning a trade, or opening a small shop. That way, they won’t be idle and hopeless in the future.”
Hearing his words, Duan Yi was moved by his sincerity and kindness. Even though they had only known each other for two years, and had barely been together in the second year, he was still willing to use his own resources to support them in building a future.
Duan Yi himself couldn't do such a thing, but that didn't stop him from appreciating someone with such a pure heart.
On the other hand, he felt that Mu Shaoyan cared too much about them. Everyone has their own destiny, but Mu Shaoyan insisted on helping them defy fate and give them a way out.
Is he really so unable to let go of those people?
Thinking this, Duan Yi's words weren't exactly gentle either, "They're lucky to have a friend like you. What would they do without you? Just give up and wallow in self-pity?"
“You can’t say that,” Mu Shaoyan felt there was something wrong with what he said. “Everyone has moments of confusion, as long as they correct themselves later, it’s fine. Otherwise, according to you, if it weren’t for Xiao Xi, I would also be wallowing in self-pity, does that mean…”
Mu Shaoyan's voice was somewhat soft, "Do you also look down on me?"
Duan Yi was taken aback by his words.
He belatedly realized that Mu Shaoyan's anger might not only be due to his friend, but also to himself.
Because he had also experienced those things, he too had been guided step by step onto the right path.
So he was also worried that he, who had said those words, would look down on him.
"No," Duan Yi said in a deep voice.
"Never mind." He took a step back. "Let's not talk about this anymore. If you have any questions you don't understand, I can help you take a look."
Mu Shaoyan nodded and quickly went down the steps.
They made up again.
Duan Yi tried his best not to inquire about Lu Zhao and the others.
Mu Shaoyan also tried his best not to tell Lu Zhao and the others about their affairs.
The two of them knowingly avoided potential triggers for arguments and diligently tried to maintain their friendship.
Ye Qingxi stayed in the bathroom for a while before finally opening the door slowly and tiptoeing out.
He didn't rush back to the entrance hall and Duan Yi's bedroom, afraid that the two of them hadn't finished talking.
He went to the kitchen first and sure enough, he saw Duan Yi's mother making steamed buns.
Springtime brings long days and short nights, and the mornings aren't too cold, making it the perfect season for early morning steamed bun sales. Duan Yi's mother, therefore, became even more diligent in making them.
Duan Yi is about to take the college entrance exam. After the exam, he will enter university, and maybe he will start dating. How can he date without money?
The girl might think the boy isn't attentive, so Duan's mother always wanted to save more for her son.
Upon seeing Ye Qingxi, Duan's mother smiled and asked, "Why didn't you come yesterday?"
She had actually started to realize last year that Mu Shaoyan's relationship with her was more than just a simple friendship where he came to her house to do his homework.
Which good friend would spend so much time doing homework together?
It's highly likely that his son has taken up tutoring again.
Duan's mother felt extremely guilty and heartbroken for her son.
However, Duan Yi's grades did not decline; he still steadily outperformed the second-place student by several tens of points. In addition, Mu Shaoyan and Ye Qingxi were indeed quite likable.
Duan's mother had sharp eyes and could tell that her son truly considered Mu Shaoyan a friend and genuinely adored Ye Qingxi.
Therefore, he said nothing and continued to let them use the excuse of friends coming to his house to do homework to give him extra lessons.
"Something came up at home last night, so I couldn't come over," Ye Qingxi said.
Mrs. Duan nodded, "I just happened to make some pumpkin buns today. I'll pack some for you when you leave."
"Okay," Ye Qingxi said with a smile.
As he watched his mother talk to him while deftly wrapping buns, he remembered his previous plan to open a shop for her.
He first had this idea in winter, during the first semester of his senior year of high school. At that time, Mu Shaoyan needed to study hard, and Duan Yi couldn't be affected in the slightest.
So Ye Qingxi kept quiet and planned to tell them after they finished their college entrance exams.
With the steamed bun shop, Duan Yi's family's situation will improve significantly.
When Duan Yi graduates, she will have more options.
Ye Qingxi had a vague feeling from the incident when Duan Yi taught Qiu Lu a lesson that Duan Yi was not someone to be trifled with. Rather than working for someone else, he was actually more suited to being his own boss, making his own decisions, and creating his own world.
However, the Duan family did not have the means to provide such a solution for him.
His uncle could give it to him.
But if it's not your own, you'll always feel a little embarrassed.
He audited Duan Yi's classes for two semesters without paying a penny; Duan Yi even bought him many things.
So Ye Qingxi also wanted to help him and give him more options for the future.
After saying goodbye to Duan's mother, Ye Qingxi returned to Duan Yi's bedroom and listened carefully outside the door. She made sure she heard her uncle's frustrated voice saying, "Who could have come up with this solution!"
Then he pushed open the door and went inside.
When Duan Yi saw him come in, he looked up and smiled at him, his eyes clearly showing gratitude.
Mu Shaoyan then asked, "Why did you take so long? Is your stomach upset?"
Ye Qingxi shook her head, "I talked with Aunt Duan for a while."
"Oh." Mu Shaoyan was relieved. "Then come and do your homework."
Ye Qingxi nodded and sat down in her seat.
After finishing their homework and resolving all the questions Mu Shaoyan had, the two checked the time and prepared to leave.
Duan Yi's mother still filled a bag full of buns for him. Mu Shaoyan helped Ye Qingxi take the bag and politely thanked her.
He pulled Ye Qingxi downstairs, and as they walked along the dark road with streetlights, he felt exceptionally good.
Mu Shaoyan felt that he now deeply understood what his father had once told him: to be a capable person.
Only with power can he change the fate of those he wants to change, and give hope to those around him.
"Xiao Xi." Mu Shaoyan looked down at his little nephew, "I will definitely be very, very rich in the future, just like your grandfather, or even more powerful than your grandfather."
His eyes were bright and warm in the moonlight.
"At that time, you can do whatever you want, and even if your friends encounter difficulties, you can help them instead of watching them have nowhere to go and being helpless."
Ye Qingxi looked into his determined eyes and nodded.
"Yes, I believe you, Uncle."
Mu Shaoyan laughed.
He said, "Xiao Xi, you are really an amazing baby."
Ye Qingxi: ? Huh?
Mu Shaoyan didn't say anything more, but just patted his head.
"Let's go." He picked up Ye Qingxi and walked quickly towards the outside of the residential area.
Although Ye Qingxi was a little confused, she saw that Mu Shaoyan seemed quite happy, so she thought, "Oh well, as long as he's happy."
With Mu Shaoyan and Duan Yi reconciled, Ye Qingxi could continue training at Kang Lao's house on Saturday and Sunday afternoons with peace of mind.
He was sweet-talking, well-behaved, and sang well. In just a few weeks, he easily won over Mr. Kang's heart.
"Xiao Xi, would you be willing to become my disciple and take me as your teacher?" Old Kang asked with a smile.
Ye Qingxi was shocked.
He had already heard about it from Mu Shaoting before he came to Kang's hometown to attend classes.
Master Kang is truly remarkable. He started taking on disciples when he was in his thirties and successively took on six disciples.
They are Fu Zhan, a veteran in the Chinese music scene; Meng Man, a grand slam queen in the Chinese music scene; Wen Chong and Sha Li, pop kings and queens in the Chinese music scene; and Lu Mian and Zhu Qiu, popular singers.
It can be said that half of the Chinese music scene consists of his students.
Therefore, many singers wanted to become Kang Lao's disciples, but Kang Lao announced that he would no longer accept disciples when he was 55 years old. Ye Qingxi never expected that Kang Lao, who was 65 years old, would have the idea of accepting disciples again, and even planned to accept him.
Ye Qingxi nodded quickly, "Of course."
He said, "Thank you, Grandpa Kang."
Master Kang laughed, "You're going to be my disciple, so what should you call me?"
“Teacher,” Ye Qingxi said quickly.
After saying that, he felt that the title was not good, "Teacher doesn't sound as warm as Grandpa."
Kang Lao: ...
"Calling him 'Master' doesn't feel as warm as calling him 'Grandpa'," Ye Qingxi said. "Besides, it sounds like 'Master' too, and there are so many 'Masters' on the street!"
When Kang Lao heard him say that, he realized that it seemed to be true.
Besides, he was used to Ye Qingxi calling him grandpa.
He only had one son, but the child was so engrossed in scientific research that he was not only indifferent to marriage and having children, but he could hardly even think about it. Although Kang Lao and his wife were helpless, their son was doing something worthwhile and good for the country and its people, so they couldn't say anything.
This sudden Saturday and Sunday, a child in the family called them grandpa and grandma in a clear voice. It really felt like they had suddenly gained a grandson.
Especially with Ye Qingxi's musical talent, he seems more like his grandson.
"Then continue to call me Grandpa," Old Kang said with a smile.
Ye Qingxi nodded happily, "Grandpa, don't worry, when I grow up, I will take good care of you."
Old Kang laughed heartily, "You have such a sweet tongue. Your little mouth is as sweet as honey."
As he spoke, he pinched Ye Qingxi's cheek, and Ye Qingxi obediently tilted her head back and let him pinch her cheek, feeling extremely excited.
After returning home, he told Mu Shaowu and Mu Shaoting about it.
Mu Shaoting was shocked, "Goodness, if you debut in the future, you can basically do whatever you want in the Chinese music scene."
With all his senior brothers and sisters, who wouldn't give him some face?
Mu Shaowu was also amazed, "Wow, baby, your ascension speed is much faster than your dad's!"
Although Ye Qingxi was also very happy, it wasn't for these reasons. The fact that Master Kang was able to take on a new disciple at the age of sixty-five, and to accept her as his last disciple, must have included not only his affirmation and appreciation of her music, but also a certain amount of affection.
This is what made Ye Qingxi happy.
As for fame and fortune, he had already experienced them in his previous life, so he no longer valued them that much.
"Auntie, could you talk to Uncle Murong and ask him to write a song for each of my senior brothers and sisters?" Ye Qingxi said softly. "Grandpa Kang said he will officially accept me as his disciple next Saturday. My senior brothers and sisters will also be coming. I want to prepare a gift for them, but after thinking about it, I can't think of anything suitable. Then I thought of Uncle Murong's song."
“When you went to the competition before, everyone liked Uncle Murong’s songs. The judges also liked them. My senior brothers and sisters should like them too.”
This is something Ye Qingxi has pondered deeply.
For singers, the most important thing is their songs and their works.
Of his senior classmates, only Fu Zhan and Meng Man no longer release albums due to their high status and advanced age, and they only perform on stage when needed. The other four will continue to release albums.
Therefore, Ye Qingxi felt that nothing was more appropriate than giving them a good song that suited them.
Although Elder Kang didn't ask him to bring a gift, it was their first meeting, and Ye Qingxi still wanted to make a good impression so that she could get along well with her senior brothers and sisters in the future.
When Mu Shaoting heard him say that, he was momentarily speechless.
She hasn't had much contact with Murong Qing since the competition.
The last time was after the finals, when Murong Qing took the initiative to send her an email, saying that she had performed very well.
Mu Shaoting asked him with surprise, "Did you come to the event?"
Murong Qing replied to her: 【Of course.】
He said, "Mr. Shao, congratulations on winning the championship! You truly deserve this title. During your competition, I was worried you would come looking for me and disturb my life, but you didn't. You are indeed a very trustworthy person, so I'm very happy and glad I didn't misjudge you. In the future, if you release an album, please let me know anytime. I will continue to write for you, and I hope your singing will become more and more popular."
When Mu Shaoting saw it, she felt a warmth in her heart, so she replied: "I promised you I wouldn't pry into your privacy, and of course I will. Don't worry, you're so talented, I won't let you get away with it. When I release an album, I'll definitely contact you."
Murong Qing: [Ready at any time.]
After that, they never contacted each other again.
Now, suddenly being asked to contact the other party and request six songs, and for six other singers at that, Mu Shaoting felt quite embarrassed.
But this was precisely the request made by Ye Qingxi.
Since Ye Qingxi came to this family, she has hardly ever asked her for anything. Since she did ask for something this time, Mu Shaoting really didn't want to refuse.
“Okay,” Mu Shaoting replied. “I’ll tell your Uncle Murong when I get back.”
Ye Qingxi nodded.
He had actually considered skipping Mu Shaoting's involvement and directly selecting six songs from his previous works for his senior classmates.
However, Mu Shaoting is a singer now. If the group runs into each other in the future and brings up this matter, wouldn't he be exposed?
Therefore, after much thought, Ye Qingxi decided that she should still have Mu Shaoting ask Murong Qing for it.
Anyway, it's all his, so it's alright.
Mu Shaoting returned to his room and began to think about this matter.
Not wanting Murong Qing to think her nephew was being irresponsible, she simply took the responsibility upon herself.
"Murong, it's been a while since we last contacted each other. The reason I'm bothering you today is because my little nephew (the little boy who performed with me in the finals) was lucky enough to be chosen by Master Kang, who wants to take him as his last disciple. Next week, Master Kang will have his other disciples come over so they can also meet his little apprentice."
As you know, several of Master Kang's apprentices are very talented singers. I hope that after they meet my nephew, they will like him and be willing to help him in the future. So I want to give them some gifts. After thinking it over, I still feel that as singers, receiving good songs would be the best gift.
So, could you please send them some of your unreleased songs that you've written, in the style of those six members?
I know this request is presumptuous, so I can pay you the appropriate fee, or exchange it for something else you are interested in.
Thanks! 】
Looking at her, Ye Qingxi felt that his aunt was really good to him and very thoughtful.
Not a single word in the entire text expresses any dissatisfaction with his excessive demands, nor does it indicate that this was actually his idea.
Instead, she genuinely stood on the side of an aunt, hoping to help her nephew.
"His aunt is so kind," Ye Qingxi couldn't help but laugh.
He quickly replied, "Okay, no problem. I thought your nephew performed very well during the finals. I didn't expect him to have such a good opportunity. As the composer of a song he sang, I'm also very happy. Master Kang is a very outstanding veteran artist. It's an honor for your nephew to become his student. I hope he can learn well from Master Kang and achieve great things."
I will send you the six songs on Friday night.
Mu Shaoting was shocked!
She thought Murong Qing wouldn't agree.
After all, so many singers had offered such high prices before, but Murong Qing hadn't agreed, making it seem as if no one but her could sing his songs.
But now, he actually agreed.
Mu Shaoting almost thought he had misread it.
She read it again carefully to make sure she hadn't misread it.
He then excitedly messaged Ye Qingxi: "Your Uncle Murong agreed!"
I have to say, her little nephew is really lucky!
Ye Qingxi chuckled. Of course, how could he possibly refuse his own request?
I just don't know if his senior classmates will like his songs.
Ye Qingxi rested his head on his hand. He had never had any senior brothers or sisters before. He wondered if he could get along well with them.
Do they like him?
Thinking this, Ye Qingxi glanced at the comments from her senior brothers and sisters online.
Hopefully, they can get along well.
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