Debuted right after graduating from high school

Chapter 37 A series of question marks

After two days of thinking over the weekend, Zuo Ziyan had basically figured out the cause and effect.

She later realized that Fan Wumian's shadow was everywhere during her high school years, and she had gradually become accustomed to this guy's presence.

So much so that after the start of the new semester, Fan Wumian suddenly chose to distance himself from her, which made Zuo Ziyan very uncomfortable. For the first time, she thought that he might leave completely.

At a middle school singing competition.

After listening to those two songs, Zuo Xiaohua was more deeply moved than anyone else at the scene. With the encouragement of her friends, she finally chose to talk to him face to face.

From Saturday to Sunday, she was very nervous about the start of school on Monday, imagining what the scene would be like when she saw Fan Wumian again.

I got up very early this morning.

Zuo Ziyan hurriedly finished her breakfast and was driven to school by the driver.

As soon as she stood at the school gate, she saw a group of girls from other schools. She thought something had happened again and they were going to cause trouble for some alumnus.

After asking, I found out that they were all coming for Fan Wumian.

In Zuo Ziyan's opinion.

When Fan Wumian saw them, he should have ignored them, but the fact was that this guy not only greeted them warmly, but also took the initiative to sign autographs for these girls.

Even Zuo Ziyan herself didn't realize that when she opened her mouth to speak just now, there was a subconscious sour taste in her voice.

Fan Wumian was a little excited, and did not notice the strangeness of Zuo Xiaohua. He turned around, blinked, and said:
"That's great. Could you help me find a pen? It would be even better if there was paper!"

"No! Everyone is busy studying, why are you pretending to be a big star? Don't cause trouble, go back to school first, and you all should go away!"

Having been the chief leader for such a long time and having been born into such a wealthy family, although Zuo Ziyan is a little immature, she still has a bit of aura.

Fan Wumian saw the disciplinary director Li Jiagui also coming over, and felt sorry that the location and people were not right, so he waved to the girls in front of him and said with a smile:
"Sorry, let's do it next time. Please don't create a fan club or support group for me. It's very troublesome."

No one had thought of this before.

After Fan Wumian's reminder, a girl said:
"Yes! Since we're going to release an album, we should form a fan club in advance!"

"Aren't we the first batch of fans? Wow~ I'm so excited!"

"I'll do it! My brother is studying Internet programming at HKUST, and he knows how to make web pages!"

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Innocent girls are easily fooled and they immediately get carried away when this is mentioned.

Compared to chasing stars, making a star famous personally can make them feel more excited and give them a sense of accomplishment.

Fan Wumian is well aware of their potential. He believes that as long as he does a good job of guiding them, it will be easy for word to spread from one person to ten people, and from ten to a hundred, thus making him famous.

He even began to consider putting on a vest and getting a position among them, and then personally taking the lead in organizing some activities, such as holding a small underground concert to test the waters.

As an original wild singer, it is particularly important to accumulate a fan base. With the market and population size of the port city, it is easier to achieve a breakthrough from quantitative change to qualitative change.

Zuo Ziyan walked forward with Fan Wumian and asked in a surprised tone:

"Are you really planning to release an album and become a singer? Has a record company contacted you?"

"No."

"???"

"After the competition that day, Eason Chen bought one of my songs. I plan to make an album with my own money, so every new fan is very important now."

The family business was doing well, and Zuo Ziyan's social circle from childhood to adulthood was there. Of course, she could see that there was a great risk of failure in producing her own album.

However, in her eyes, Fan Wumian was both naive and full of idealism, and it seemed like something he could do, such as releasing an album with his own money.

When she learned that she was trying to accumulate fans, Zuo Ziyan's anger disappeared in an instant, and she said with a smile:
"There are only two works in total, and you sold one of them. What will you use to make an album? The one you sold couldn't be "Evening Breeze Blowing in My Heart", right? I quite like this song, but since it can be exchanged for money, it should be more helpful to you now."

Fan Wumian explained: "It was the song 'After I Leave' that sold for 20 Hong Kong dollars. I guess Eason Chan wants to use this song to continue to expand the mainland market."

"Oh?"

Feeling that this price was already quite good, Zuo Ziyan couldn't help but look up to Chen Yisen. At least he wasn't cheating her.

She was worried that Fan Wumian would suffer a loss, so she added:
"Hong Kong is too small, and now every singer wants to conquer other Mandarin markets."

"You, remember to keep "Evening Breeze Blowing in My Heart". Maybe it can be considered as your masterpiece and put in the album as the title song."

"Then I'll think of a way to help you find a company that can produce your album. You don't know anything, and if you rush in rashly, you'll definitely get ripped off."

Hearing that he could help find a company to record an album, Fan Wumian finally came to his senses. He turned his head to look at the tall school beauty Zuo. He could faintly smell her fragrance and said:

"Do you know someone familiar with this? Then please find one as soon as possible. I can go and record it anytime."

"Huh? We haven't collected all the songs for the album yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

"I didn't say I only wrote two songs. It seems like that's enough. The quality should be pretty good."

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Zuo Ziyan stood there, a series of question marks flashing through her mind, and suddenly she felt that she couldn't understand Fan Wumian anymore.

She also has to be on duty.

In front of so many students, I didn't ask any further questions.

Li Jiagui, the director of discipline, who was standing at the gate, waved to Fan Wumian and said loudly:
"Ms. Sun from the General Finance Department just called me to look for you. She wants you to come over. Also, don't spend your singing bonus recklessly. Don't forget that I'm watching you!"

Thinking that he was being urged to pay tuition, Fan Wumian just nodded and walked into the campus. Before class started, he went to the finance department in the office building.

When I arrived at the Finance Office, I knocked on the door and asked if Teacher Sun was there.

A middle-aged woman in her forties with an ordinary appearance raised her hand and said:
"Fan Wumian? You were hospitalized during the summer vacation, right? The insurance company's compensation check has been sent to you. Take it directly to the hospital after school. Write the hospital's name on the payee, and they will tell you how to handle it."

Done.

Teacher Sun searched through a pile of registered letters, found the one addressed to Fan Wumian, and handed it to him while sitting on a chair.

Fan Wumian was confused after hearing this, wondering what insurance compensation was.

After I took the letter containing the check and read it, I finally remembered that at the beginning of each new semester, Trinity College requires students to purchase a compulsory medical insurance worth several hundred yuan and a compulsory accident insurance worth several hundred yuan.

And because the cost of hiring experts for joint diagnosis of brain disease was covered by insurance, this time they proactively reimbursed him 6 yuan.

The total bill was more than 6 yuan, and so much was reimbursed at once, which meant that I only had to pay an additional 8000 yuan.

Fan Wumian was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling, as if he had received a blessing from heaven.

In this way, he only needed to pay back Zhuang Muxi's money for the guitar and pay for the textbooks and miscellaneous fees, which would make his money much more relaxed.
(End of this chapter)