Beidiao Workplace Illustrated Book

Chapter 11 Summer 2015 (11)

Early the next morning, Chen Mo bought a deep-fried dough stick at the entrance of the community, and walked across the overpass to Communication University while eating. He thought he could take a few classes today and be a student of Communication University.

Sneaking into a lecture theater through the back door, Chen Mo sat down and listened to the teacher explain the basics of the media: "Information release should pay attention to several time nodes. In a day, there are usually three nodes. Generally, people will Look at the information and browse the mobile phone. From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] noon is the second peak period for information reading. People usually browse information while eating lunch. The third peak period is from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the evening. , People will read the information again before going to bed.” The teacher said, showing the information reading curve on the PPT to the students.

Listening to the teacher on the stage's earnest lecture with reason and evidence, Chen Mo suddenly felt that if he wanted to work in a professional media company, he really needed professional learning. Today's class, he was taught.

The phone rang suddenly, Chen Mo looked at the caller ID, it was his mother calling, he quickly hung up the phone, slipped out of the classroom, found a quiet place and dialed back to his mother.

"Mer, how is it in BJ? Have you found a job yet?"

"I found it. In a media company, I do copywriting for others, that is, writing things, writing scripts and so on." Chen Mo had expected that his mother would call him these few days, and he had already prepared his lines.

"Just find a job, how much do you pay for a month?" Mom continued to ask.

"Three thousand a month, that's a lot!" Chen Mo didn't know how much he was worth. I heard that the average salary in his hometown of Cangzhou was only [-], so BJ should double that.

"Three thousand is indeed a lot. Did you work hard? Are you tired?"

"I'm not tired. I like to learn a lot from my colleagues in the company."

"Where is the place to live? Have you arranged it?"

"It's all arranged. I rented a house. It's not too big, but I can sleep in it. Let's make do with him first. When I start my salary and have money, I will rent a house again."

"Well, how about eating normally, is it good?"

"The food is very good, Mom, don't worry!"

"Don't be reluctant to spend money. Do you still have enough money? If you don't have any money, just tell me. I'll give you some money. When you go out, eat well. Don't be reluctant to spend money on food." Chen's mother was on the phone, but Chen's father next to him He leaned close to his ear and listened carefully.

"Yes, I have enough money to spend, mom, don't worry."

"Well, that's good, you must take care of yourself when you go out!" Mom asked again.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Mo's face, which was still full of smiles just now, instantly sank down. He sat on the ground with tears in his eyes. He was out of the house. If he didn't say anything, who would know his helplessness and embarrassment at this time? Living in the basement, he only eats two meals a day, and even drinks water. In order to save on bus fares, he often has to walk to interviews. When he is thirsty, he is reluctant to buy a bottle of mineral water. He can lie, but if he tells his mother the current situation, then his mother will definitely be worried, and will even urge him not to stay in BJ anymore, and hurry back to his hometown to take the civil service exam. This is not what he wants.

Is he eating well?He feels that he is eating very well. He is now eating something called "bitterness". He remembered what Mencius once said, "Heaven will send a great task to the people, and they must first work hard on their hearts and minds." What the ancients said is naturally reasonable.

Does he live well?It's nothing more than a basement, so there's nothing wrong with living in it.Compared with those who live under bridge holes, sleep on park benches, or even sleep in public toilets, he finally has a place to shelter from wind and rain.Anyone who has just come to BJ and is penniless does not live in the basement. Like my sister said, the singer Bi Xia in "The Voice of China" and those tens of millions of North drifters have no experience in BJ. Those who have slept in the basement are not enough to talk about the dream of Beijing drifters.

Chen Mo has no way to tell others what is in his heart, and he doesn't want to tell others. In his opinion, it is a shame to come to BJ Beipiao with luggage, live in the basement, and not have enough to eat. He He is a face-saving person, how can he tell others about his sadness.All he can do is to find a job that can support him and continue to survive in BJ before the fire and light in his heart die out.

Since there is nothing to do on Saturdays and Sundays, I simply bumped the bus for a few hours, went to Gao Hao to have a look and learn something, anyway, he didn't have any relatives and friends in BJ, and Gao Hao was the first person he met in BJ. a friend.

"What have you been up to these days? I haven't been here since the last interview." Gao Hao was sitting in the living room on the first floor of the villa. He had nothing to do these days.

"I'm busy looking for a job these days. If I want to live in BJ, I have to have a job to support myself." Chen Mo began to confide in Gao Hao.

"Well, actually, Chen Mo, after chatting with you last time, what I want to say is that you like music and want to learn to arrange music, but these things are actually very difficult without a few years of knowledge. Look at me, I learned it from an early age. Piano, but I majored in architecture in college. After graduation, I worked as a construction worker for more than half a year. I came to BJ later. I also had a dream of music and found a lot of jobs, but I don’t have any experience in arranging music. , and no one is willing to ask me to teach me. It was not until later that I met Teacher Rhinoceros and learned from a teacher. Up to now, my level of arrangement is just considered an entry level. If you want to learn arrangement, I don’t think you have three or five years. The accumulation is not enough."

"I've thought about this too. For me, composing music is really not as simple as I thought!" Chen Mo shook his head: "Maybe I can't realize my music dream in my whole life!"

"You don't have to be so pessimistic. You can come to my place to play in the future, listen to music, and watch my arrangements. Isn't it an addiction? I will try my best to teach you something."

"Brother Gao, I have written a lot of songs. Look at the songs I wrote. Can you arrange them in the future and make them into music for me to sing? I see that you have a ready-made recording studio here. Can you give them to me? How about making a song too?" Chen Mo quickly took out the songs he wrote earlier from his bag.

Gao Hao took the lyrics in Chen Mo's hand, read them carefully, and said while flipping through them: "Some of these songs are good, for example, the lyrics of "Goodbye, My Hometown" are pretty good, wait until I have time." , see if I can make one of your songs."

"Thank you so much. My dream when I was in junior high school was that one day I could find the songs I wrote on the Internet. You see, I have written so much, although I know that I can't write well. But out of so many songs, pick out one or two that you think are pretty good, and you can do it!" Chen Mo suddenly realized that it is almost impossible to make music by himself, and the song in front of him This Gao Hao, however, can help him complete a piece of music and realize his dream of music in junior high school.

(End of this chapter)