I really don't want to be red

Chapter 95 Are You Serious?

An Ran and Lin Jianing walked out of the cafe, it was already dark outside.

The lanterns at the beginning of the night illuminated the night with a bit of ambiguous warmth.

"Walk together?" An Ran said.

Today, he finally said what he had always wanted to say to Lin Dang, which was a heavy burden on his heart.

Lin Jianing nodded, "Yes."

Well, it really is a flower on the cliff, the answer is neat and tidy, but the tenderness shown in the cafe disappeared in an instant.

"What I said about spiritual mates just now...it's all a joke, don't mind!" Lin Jianing said as she walked.

What the hell!

What a good atmosphere, it was destroyed by you in an instant.

An Ran smiled wryly, this is the real atmosphere terminator.

"fine."

An Ran took a deep breath, Lin Jianing's words were to be expected, there was indeed a little ambiguity between the two, but after making Lin Jianing fall in love with him after a few days, he felt that he was not so attractive.

"Not in a good mood?" Lin Jianing glanced at him.

"No." An Ran pointed to her chest, "I felt like a big stone had gone to my chest, and my whole body suddenly relaxed, and I didn't know how to behave."

"Well, worry about gain and loss!" Lin Jianing used a very accurate word to describe it.

It seems to be the case.

If there is no accident, Lin Dang will not appear in his life in the future.

He just felt that if he had been so good in his previous life, he would not have ended up that way.

The two of them didn't talk much, and they quickly walked to the end of the street.

Lin Jianing pointed to her Porsche, "I will send you?"

An Ran waved her hand, "My car is right there."

He is a low-key Phaeton. He has experienced the warmth and coldness of a lifetime, and An Ran already understands the benefits of being low-key.

"Then I'll go first!" An Ran took out the car keys.

Lin Jianing said, "Wait."

An Ran stopped.

Lin Jianing came over and gave him a hug without hesitation, "Take care of yourself, little man."

Before An Ran could react, Lin Jianing got into the car and drove away.

little man?
Is your adjective a bit too much?

An Ran had a wry smile on her face, and at the same time she felt that Lin Jianing's so-called "spiritual partner" didn't seem like a joke.

I thought about it on the street for a long time and couldn't understand it.

Enron drove home.

Not long after I got home and took a shower, I received a call from Professor Chen, "Mr. An, the song you wrote has been recorded, remember to listen to the effect tomorrow night."

An Ran smiled and said, "That's good, what's the effect!"

Professor Chen's hearty smile came over the phone, "It's perfect... Now I'll see what else he will be embarrassed about after Lao Yao, our folk music department can also write positive pop music, and it's not shameful for him to be embarrassed. "

An Ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Professor Chen's heart is like a child, and he has to compete with Director Yao.

After a few chats between the two, Professor Chen said, "That...I have something I want to ask you."

An Ran hurriedly said, "Professor Chen, it's boring for you to talk to me like that. If you don't ask for anything, if you have something to do, you will definitely not refuse what I can do."

"That's okay, I'm not polite to you." Professor Chen said: "You know, folk music is in an awkward position now. Those of us students have studied for a few years, and some people even have problems with food and clothing when they go out. Music company, can you help them when the time is right..."

An Ran immediately understood that Professor Chen meant that if there was a suitable occasion for folk music to be played, try to use these students as much as possible.

Old Chen is also very distressed.

The old-fashioned professors and teachers may be a little rigid, but their professionalism and sincere professional ethics for students are really not comparable to many teachers today.

"Professor Chen, in the final analysis, folk music can't keep up with the market, and the demand is too small..."

Professor Chen thought he was going to refuse, and quickly said, "I just want to help you when you can."

"Don't worry, I not only want to help, but also make it useful for those who learn folk music in the future." He said this decisively, "Rejuvenating folk music is not only your hope, but also my dream..."

It's not too much to make some money.

In this world, national style songs have not yet become popular, it is not that there is no, but the lack of quality.

Many producers, because they have been influenced by too much Western music, have not integrated the concept of national and folk music at all.

An Ran said a word, and Professor Chen's tears were about to fall.

He didn't speak for a long time.

What the hell!

Is my pancake a little too big, don't let the old man pass by, it's not too exciting for my age.

"Professor Chen?"

He tried to bark.

Professor Chen said solemnly: "That's OK, I won't say more, I hope to see the use of folk music one day."

The words before and after the words were messed up, and when they were finished, they hung up the phone.

An Ran looked at the phone, but didn't respond for a long time, the old man will be fine.

It suddenly became so deep.

On the other end of the phone, Professor Chen put down the phone and sat in the office with wet eyes.

An Ran's words moved him too much.

Folk music has no future, and it has almost become recognized. Every year, fewer and fewer students come to study in his folk music department.

But Professor Chen stubbornly believes that folk music has great potential and will one day be recognized by the market, but he has not found a way for so many years.

He knew An Ran's level. He could say that he was the light of folk music just by the song "A Laugh in the Sea", and he was the No.1 one who could write national style songs so well.

More importantly, he is the owner of a music company, and he has the strength. As long as he is determined to develop national and folk music, his dream for many years will likely be realized in An Ran's hands.

But then again, what if it doesn't work?

Will the company suffer huge losses?

But An Ran agreed without hesitation.

This time, Lao Chen was moved badly. After so many years, today is the most moving one.

What is a confidant, this is a confidant.

Can Lao Chen not be moved?All the encounters over the years were pouring cold water, but An Ran was the only one who firmly supported him from the moment he knew him.

This is even more moving than "a tree of pear flowers pressing a begonia".

He was sitting there crying to himself.

Professor Yao came in with a smile and saw that he took out his glasses and wiped away his tears.

Immediately terrified.

He also recorded the school song here. He came over to find Professor Chen for a while, but he didn't expect Professor Chen to cry secretly here.

Is this a big deal?
"Old Chen, why are you crying? My wife died?"

Professor Chen's wife's health has not been very good. She cried like this, then there was nothing else to do. It was definitely her husband's death.

Unexpectedly, Professor Chen was furious when he heard this.

He grabbed the ink bottle on the table and smashed it.

Professor Yao was taken aback and dodged, the death of his wife was too exciting.

"Old Chen, condolences and change..."

(End of this chapter)