How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 63 Workaholic

Zhang Wen finally returned the music score to Wang Qi. He just didn't like his attitude, but he was still very confident in his professional ability.

After all, the arranging skill has a high value of 72 points, which has exceeded the elite category and reached the expert level. If it were not for the negative personality derivatives, the skill points should be even higher.

Wang Qi excitedly took the music sheet and carefully unfolded the paper, fearing that it would be torn and he would miss a note.

After spreading out the music sheet, she returned to the workbench and played on the electronic keyboard while looking at the music sheet.

Beautiful music ripples through the room. The unique Chinese aesthetic is like clear flowing water, long and profound, and like a breeze, blowing into people's hearts...

The land and water nurture the people, this is a kind of understanding that is engraved in our bones.

Even if you have never studied music or don’t understand music theory, you can still be immersed in it when you hear it.

After a few minutes, the piano music stopped.

Wang Qi's heart couldn't calm down for a long time. She stood there motionless. After a long while, she suddenly took off her glasses, rubbed her face hard, and then came to her senses.

She put on her glasses and was about to express her doubts when she suddenly realized that the person next to her was still standing. She quickly stood up and said, "Please take a seat, both of you."

After saying that, he carried two chairs and placed them in front of Zhang Wenhe and Tang Yi.

"Thank you, Teacher Wang." Tang Yike said politely, then looked at Teacher Zhang beside him. Seeing Teacher Zhang sit down, he sat down beside him.

Wang Qi changed his previous indifferent attitude and took the initiative to extend his hand to Zhang Wen, saying in amazement, "Hello, Teacher Zhang. I just read the song you wrote. It's really a song that only exists in heaven and can only be heard a few times in the world. I admire you so much."

"good eyesight."

Zhang Wen held the other person's hand. This song was given to him by his great-grandfather, so it should be considered as a song from heaven.

Wang Qi dragged a chair over and sat down across from him, his eyes twinkling as he asked, "Teacher Wang, what were you thinking about when you wrote this song? Was it people, things, emotions, or something else?"

He looks like an elementary school student with a humble look.

Zhang Wen thought for a moment and said calmly, "Just thinking about it."

"casual?"

Wang Qi was stunned.

Can't you?
Can such a good song be written casually? Then wouldn’t the songs written with great care be earth-shattering and soul-stirring?
Is he being modest, or is he still angry?
She didn't give up and continued to ask: "Under what circumstances did you write this song?"

"My student is going to make her debut, but she doesn't have a good debut song, so I wrote this song for her. However, does this have anything to do with the song we asked you to arrange?" Zhang Wen asked doubtfully.

"Of course there is a connection."

Wang Qi said seriously, "Only by knowing the background of your song and your intentions can I better complete the arrangement. So, you are doing this for your students?"

"Yeah." Zhang Wen nodded. He couldn't say it was for money, right?

In this world, you can’t survive without money.

Tang Yi, who was sitting next to him, was so moved that her eyes reddened. She looked at Wang Qi and said, "Teacher Zhang took nine steps in the training room, and then this song came about."

"Nine steps?"

Wang Qi was completely shocked, and even refreshed her understanding of songwriting, just like Cao Pi could not imagine that Cao Zhi could write a poem in seven steps, but the facts were right in front of them.

Zhang Wen was worried that the other party would never stop, so he said, "Teacher Wang, I'm anxious to use this song as a promotional song for a TV series. Can we speed up the process? Otherwise, it will be too late."

"what?"

Wang Qi then remembered Agent Gao's phone number and assured him, "Teacher Zhang, don't worry. I will definitely finish arranging this song within a week."

After saying this, he asked, "When you were composing this piece of music, did you ever think about what instruments to use? For example, flute, pipa, yangqin, etc. Also, when you were writing the lyrics, did any images appear in your mind? And what about the stories behind the poems and allusions..."

Zhang Wen looked at the other person's state and was determined to get to the bottom of the matter, so he could only make up the story behind the song based on his understanding of it.

Anyway, he is the lyricist and has the final say on everything. No one will delve into whether his explanation is true or false, but will only praise his ideas.

……

In the blink of an eye, the sky gradually darkened and it was time to get off work.

Zhang Wen is a person with a particularly strong sense of time. This is a habit he developed from working several jobs every day for many years. He can go to work on time and leave work on time. Unless he is paid, no one can ask him to work overtime.

"It's getting late, let's stop here today." Zhang Wen stood up, opened his arms and stretched. Although he had eaten the fairy peach, he still felt a little tired. Maybe he had eaten too few fairy peaches.

"Teacher Zhang, are you leaving?" Wang Qi looked over in surprise, his eyes seemed to say: How can you leave?

Zhang Wen was puzzled. If he wasn't proactive after get off work, there was something wrong with his thinking. If he didn't go home after get off work, he'd be exhausted sooner or later.

If you don’t leave after get off work, do you have to leave during work hours?

"It's time to get off work." Zhang Wen pointed to the clock on the wall.

"But the arrangement hasn't been completed yet." Wang Qi said, his face full of confusion. His expression was as if Zhang Wen had done something like abandoning his wife and children.

Hearing this, Zhang Wen finally lost his composure and looked at the other party and said, "The arrangement is not finished yet, so I can't go home?"

Wang Qi blinked. "I've always been like this. What's the problem?"

"???"

Zhang Wen didn't expect that the other party was actually a workaholic. In fact, he was also a workaholic, but they were of different types.

The other person is an over-committed workaholic who finds pleasure in his work, while he is a money-oriented workaholic who goes completely crazy when he sees a job that can make money.

"I have classes tonight, see you tomorrow, bye."

Zhang Wen smiled at the other person, then slipped out of the recording studio quickly, fearing that the other person would pester him.

After seeing this, Tang Yi quickly followed behind and left. Teacher Zhang had a class, and she had to attend one.

"Don't bother me!"

Wang Qi shouted, "We should make a last-ditch effort. Otherwise, we'll be exhausted and might not be able to feel the same tomorrow."

In her opinion, feeling is very important in creation. With feeling, everything will flow smoothly. Without feeling, the brain will be like slop.

Zhang Wen waved his hand behind the other person's back. He didn't know what it meant to work in one go. He only knew that he wouldn't get overtime pay if he stayed, which made him very angry.

As for decline and exhaustion, the way he works overtime is indeed prone to heart failure.

The reason why he had to go back was that attending classes was just an excuse, his real purpose was to pay homage to the incense.

Except for Tang Yi, all the negative personality derivatives of other trainees have been eliminated, and there is no need to continue to receive special training. However, for the sake of incense and for great-grandfather, this class must be taken.

Zhang Wen suddenly thought of a very serious question.

If he couldn't come back at night due to something, would there be no one to offer incense to my great-grandfather?

Also, the special training courses for this group of trainees will end in a few days. Who will offer incense to Great Grandpa then?

Any other trainees?

However, the remaining trainees' skill points are too low. Even if the negative personality derivatives in them are eliminated, they will not be able to reach the debut standards in a short period of time.

Those who know him have helped the trainees a lot, while those who don’t think his special training classes are ineffective.

How to do it?

If this problem is not handled properly, it will continue to bother him in the future.

He must find a permanent solution.

It would be best if students do not come to the training center for classes, but can still offer 99 incense sticks to their great grandfather every day.

Zhang Wen took out the key and opened the door of the training center. The small cards stuck in the crack of the door fell to the ground. Some were from Miss Bao, some were for mortgages, and some were for recycling famous liquors and quotes. Among them, Miss Bao's card was the most attractive.

He reached out and picked up Miss Bao's card. The beautiful woman on it was wearing sexy work clothes and looked very seductive.

Tang Yi, who was standing at the back, blushed like Guan Gong at this moment. She didn't expect that Teacher Zhang also liked this.

"Teacher Zhang, you should find a girlfriend. I think Agent Gao is a good choice." Tang Yi suggested, and also subtly reminded Teacher Zhang not to go down the wrong path. This is not only illegal, but also likely to lead to a scam.

Zhang Wen glanced back at Tang Yi after hearing this. "What's going on in your little head? How could I possibly do something this laborious and expensive? I'm just thinking about a scientific research question. You wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you."

After saying that, he put the small card in his pocket and walked upstairs.

"..."

Tang Yi looked at Teacher Zhang's back and thought to herself: Teacher, I understand, I understand everything. You want to study the structure of the female body...

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　Many readers said that it would be better to use "skill value" instead of "talent value" in the novel. I listened to their advice and made revisions overnight... I am so obedient, please collect and vote.
　　
　
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