"I receive manuscripts every day from the four major music academies, plus the music departments of those messy universities, and there are also some 'self-taught' people. I feel like I just want to eat this bowl of rice and send manuscripts to the company. I feel like I am being sacked every day.

Sacks of shit drowned."

"Those people think anyone can compose? They don't even understand musical intervals, so they write such a long cover letter. Do they think composition is a liberal arts?"

A man named Xu Zhen, who is said to be a famous producer of the largest music studio in Shanghai, said with disgust on his face.

Someone laughed and said: "Ms. Xu, is composing music still a science major?"

Xu Zhen sneered disdainfully: "What do you know? What is the law of frequency doubling? When a string is played with your fingers in the bisected position, the length of the vibration becomes one-half, and the frequency is twice the original. In this way

Except for the different pitch, the tone is the same. Suppose the frequency is Y, then 2Y and Y are actually the same tone. That is, a frequency multiplied by two, or divided by an integer power of two, the tone is the same, this is the times

Frequency law. What other sounds are good to hear in the Y and 2Y frequency range?

Press your finger on the third equal position, the string length becomes two-thirds, the frequency is 3/2Y, and the sound is still nice. Use this formula to continue calculating, and you can calculate the Y, 9/ on a string.

The seven frequencies are 8Y, 81/64Y, 4/3Y, 3/2Y, 27/16Y, and 243/128Y. The frequency of Y is defined as the frequency of the note do, which is the key of C. Then these seven frequencies correspond to C,

D, E, F, G, A, B, this is why the temperament requires seven notes such as do/re/mi, etc., instead of six or eight. Not to mention the law of fifths to derive the temperament.

Do you think this is science or liberal arts? If you don’t understand this, how can you write a song?”

A man only known by his nickname Four Eyes complained: "Ms. Xu, don't ask for too much. Generally, a writer only gets two thousand yuan for a song he writes and is accepted. That's it. Some unscrupulous companies with no buttholes still want more."

It’s been a year and a half. He’s starving to death. Who cares whether it’s liberal arts or science?”

Xu Zhen laughed and said, "Don't write if you feel poor. This industry actually can't accommodate so many people. If you really become famous, you can work in a big company and earn 20,000 yuan per song. Wouldn't it be great?"

"Have a good time!"

Si Yan scolded: "Those record companies are not human beings at all, they are animals. In order to force you to sing, they even prepare poison and put it under your nose to give you inspiration."

Everyone laughed again.

Qi Ping sighed: "The world is dangerous, and this industry is especially difficult."

The woman with heavy makeup took a sip of wine and said: "We people claim to dedicate ourselves to music and art. But in reality? We are just hunting dogs raised by capitalists to chase profits and make money. Let us really let go.

What can we do?"

After listening to the inside story of the industry for nearly two hours, Li Suzhi asked the waiter to call Qi Juan and Zhang Qing to the bar and asked: "After listening for so long, what do you think?"

Qi Juan sighed: "If I hadn't known that they were worth millions, I would have thought they were living in dire straits."

Li Suzhi glared at her and criticized: "Is this a matter of money?"

Looking at Zhang Qing again, Zhang Qing thought for a while and said: "In the pursuit of fame and wealth in the Vanity Fair, you will inevitably pay a price."

Li Suzhi nodded and said: "That's right. Society is very complicated. Not only can you live a good life if you have money, but also talent alone. They have money and are talented, but they are in pain.

But your main task now is to prepare for the college entrance examination. Just take a look and listen to these things and you will have an idea."

After Zhang Qing nodded in agreement, Qi Juan said with a smile: "You're lucky. They're probably going to be very late today and won't need you to clean the table and clean up the mess. You should go back to school first, otherwise the dormitory will be closed."

Zhang Qing naturally knew that the so-called wiping the table was just a pretext. After greeting Qi Juan and Li Suzhi, he went to say goodbye to Qi Ping. He was almost pulled by a group of drunk people to drink. Li Suzhi and Qi Juan came to the rescue together.

I was lucky enough to leave.

After he left, Xu Zhen realized what she was doing, looked at Qi Juan and said, "Juanzi, what's going on? Did you bring someone home?"

Qi Juan laughed and said, "Ms. Xu, you drank too much."

Xu Niang is Xu Zhen’s nickname, and he himself doesn’t mind others calling him that.

Qi Ping explained and said: "My classmate is from Western Xinjiang and the conditions are not very good. Juanzi wants to see if she can find a part-time job for him."

Li Suzhi said dissatisfied: "Good intentions lead to bad things! You are already in your senior year of high school, and you are working part-time at this time?"

Qi Juan sighed and said: "I only eat rice in the cafeteria all year round, with the pickles brought from home, and never eat hot dishes. My parents are seriously ill at home, it's too difficult."

Four Eyes wondered: "Just tell your grandfather, isn't it easy to find a casual job to support him?"

Qi Juan said angrily: "Last year, the class was planning to hold a charity activity, but he almost dropped out of school."

Xu Zhen smiled and said: "You have backbone."

The woman with heavy makeup smiled and said: "If you want to find a part-time job, come to me. How about I solve it?"

"puff!"

Hearing this, a skinny man spat out the wine he had just drank in his mouth. He coughed and said with a smile: "Sister Ru, they say old cows eat tender grass, aren't you eating too harshly?"

Everyone laughed, Qi Juan's smile faded a little.

Li Suzhi said calmly: "Everyone has his own destiny, and each stage has its own tasks. The most important thing now is the college entrance examination, Juanzi, don't make random ideas."

…

Zhang Qing took the last bus back to school. As soon as he entered the dormitory, he was stared at by twenty pairs of eyes, which shocked him.

Without waiting for anyone to interrogate him, he raised his hand and said: "I want to ask Qijuan to help me find a part-time job. I can work as a waiter in her bar at night, but she doesn't accept it. She asked me to take the college entrance examination with peace of mind. I asked for a long time but nothing happened."

OK, I'll be back."

A group of handsome men were suspicious for a long time and finally were relieved.

"Fuck, people could tell at a glance that you have ulterior motives, so they politely refused."

Li Liang from Class 10 laughed loudly.

"That's it, you haven't had enough of being your deskmate during the day, and you still want to follow me home at night?"

Zhou Yanpi from Class 8 said with a smile.

Liu Long, the boss of the dormitory, didn't look good. He thought these people's eccentric words were unpleasant, but he also advised Zhang Qing: "Old Qi, you are also confused. Even if her family agrees, the boss will have to deal with you and make you resign if he finds out."

.”

Li Qiang, the third child, also said: "Seventh child, this is your senior year of high school. It's rare that your grades have improved by leaps and bounds. You have worked hard to get to where you are today. Don't let the small gain lead to the big gain."

Others also tried to persuade them, and Zhang Qing cupped his hands and said with a smile: "You are all virtuous and righteous people. I will bear it in my heart and I don't dare to work part-time again. Let's leave, let's all leave! We will be prosperous in the future, so please be kind to all of you who are virtuous and righteous."

Drink three hundred cups!”

Everyone laughed, but they couldn't stand the sarcasm anymore and dispersed one after another.

But by the next day, they felt that a certain man from the northwest might not be so upright.

Because Qi Juan came to find Zhang Qing downstairs in the school dormitory early in the morning and gave him a package of "gifts"...

No. 1 Middle School in Jiangjing City, which was supposed to be deserted during the National Day, was abuzz with excitement.

The story of the native dog and the swan in the northwest is widely spread...

And Zhang Qing hid here and there, but in the end he couldn't escape the trouble.

…
Chapter completed!