I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 544: Who can be spared by social phobia?

“International trade law regulates international trade relations, which is an important part of international economic relations. It mainly includes the following four aspects of law: first, domestic law regulating international trade.”

The teacher raised his hand at the podium and drew a simple mind map. The class was "International Trade Law".

Su Chengyi twirled the pen and recited silently in his mind: Contract Law, Maritime Law, Bills of Exchange Law, Insurance Law, etc.

“Second, the country’s laws and regulations governing international trade, such as customs laws.”

Tariff Law, Foreign Exchange Management Law and Import and Export Licensing Law, etc.

Very good, previewing is effective.

After reaching the conclusion, Su Chengyi closed the pen.

This is a method he thought of recently, that is, to use the time used for daydreaming and napping on airplanes and high-speed trains to study professional course textbooks on his own.

In this way, even if you have to skip classes later, you won’t feel too much psychological burden.

During the final month of the semester, you won’t be so busy that you become a spinning top.

And it turns out that as a famous classmate of 737, his self-study ability is still online.

Su Chengyi missed the last "Constitutional Case Analysis" class. Li Tao originally said that he could help him write an extra copy of the homework, saying that the teacher's requirements for this course are very strict and it is best not to miss homework.

In order to test his self-study level, Su Chengyi chose to complete the homework independently, and finished it on the plane back from Shanghai.

Unexpectedly, the key points he summarized and the legal provisions he cited in his argument were very reasonable, and were even used by the teacher as excellent examples for demonstration.

Of course, when the teacher called the roll to praise the students, he found out that Su Chengyi had skipped class again.

In this class, Su Chengyi has discovered that the mind map he drew up based on the textbook coincides with the teacher's ideas, and what he thinks is the key point happens to be the key point of this course.

After this experiment, he can make good use of fragmented time and balance his studies and career.

Su Chengyi flipped back a few pages of the textbook and yawned lazily.

The content of this class is not as interesting as the criminal law class that everyone likes. Talking about international trade always makes people feel that it is a bit too far away. It is full of headache-inducing terms such as international currency, transnational bank regulation, international loans, international securities, international financing guarantees, etc.

So the atmosphere of the whole class was drowsy. Vice Chairman Matthew Ma had been sleeping soundly next to me all morning, and he could make a rumbling snoring sound like an electric drill at any time.

In the past, Su Chengyi would have felt bored and uninterested.

But this is the professional content that Miss Chu will learn, and she often whispers in his ear:

"Su Chengyi, you have to study hard. You are a small boss now, and you will need this knowledge in the future."

After listening to her mumbling for a long time, I found these professional terms more pleasing to the eye.

Because of this, when I was preparing for this lesson, the progress was unusually smooth.

After verifying the learning results, Su Chengyi opened the notebook next to him and formally began to think about today's topic work.

That is: how to create a work that will convince Caroline.

This was the task assigned to him by Xiao Zheng. On the other hand, Chen Jinzhi was also given the task of passing the audition.

This is also the reason why Su Chengyi needs to squeeze out time whenever he can.

People are not too worried about Chen Jinzhi. After all, this guy's acting skills are obvious to all, not to mention that he is just fighting for a passerby role with not many scenes.

Of course, on Su Chengyi's side, Xiao Zheng also has a kind of blind confidence.

"Master, just write a half-minute demo based on the situation and send it to her for her appreciation. With your level, we can figure it out in minutes!"

"If that doesn't work, you can ask Mr. Li to write for you."

Su Chengyi said seriously.

"Yeah! If it doesn't work, it's still possible. Bah! What are you talking about? Isn't this confirming the doubts of the outside world?"

Xiao Zheng looked at him helplessly and raised the big bowl filled with chicken soup for the soul again.

"We want to break the doubts! Turn the tide!!!"

Thinking back now, Xiao Zheng’s passionate shouts seem to still be ringing in my ears.

How important it is to have someone like this in the team who is always chasing you and motivating you, Su Chengyi thought so, he turned the pen around and wrote on the paper:

"Everyone has a thousand faces, cater to their preferences."

After all, everyone's taste in music is quite personal. Although there are popular songs that appeal to both the elite and the masses, in general, there must be a type that everyone prefers the most.

As the Party B who is about to recommend himself, Su Chengyi's primary goal is to find out the preferences of Party A, Caroline.

This is not difficult and can be concluded from Caroline's previous works.

Su Chengyi watched Caroline's recent movie collection at double speed, and only switched back to the original speed when the key BGM was inserted.

I have to say that the movies she directed are really good. I even felt a little unsatisfied after watching them at double speed. The camera language is very good.

The BGM is also consistent with the shooting techniques and complements each other.

After watching the movie, Su Chengyi understood a little more about Caroline's extremely high standards for the music team.

If such a movie was the product of his painstaking efforts, he would never hand over the production of the very important BGM to an unfamiliar team. The risk is too great, and any carelessness would ruin the entire atmosphere carefully constructed by the entire team.

Su Chengyi made a collection of movie soundtrack songs, which are divided into opening songs, ending songs and interludes.

In general, Caroline has a clear style preference.

The first is death heavy metal, which mainly features fast repetition of electric guitar, almost non-melodic chords, fast and frantic double bass drums, and the lead singer's gritted teeth and low roar.

Su Chengyi personally likes this type of story, but it would be too difficult for him to write it.

In other words, he didn't even know how to copy, because the personal styles of the death metal bands he had listened to were too clear.

He knew that Jinchen, a producer who mainly wrote pop songs, had suddenly transformed into this kind of heavy metal, and his style was very similar to that of a certain famous band.

Other musicians would be embarrassed if they didn't express doubt about such a weird operation.

The second type of music Caroline likes is classical music, which is piano-dominated and soothing and elegant.

It’s hard to imagine that a person’s preferences can be so diverse.

However, this is quite similar to her film style, which starts with a dull daily introduction to the plot, then gradually turns into a surreal magical style, and suddenly everything returns to peace in the ending.

Many film critics say: Watching a Caroline movie is like watching a tsunami.

After carefully appreciating her work, Su Chengyi became more determined to complete the cooperation task assigned by Xiao Zheng.

Because all the signs indicate that the quality of her drama this time will definitely not be bad, so Chen Jinzhi must seize this opportunity, and he cannot miss it either.

Su Chengyi wrote the four words "classical music" on a piece of paper, deciding on the style of his music this time.

In fact, if you have any questions in this regard, it would be best to go to Miss Chu. She grew up under the influence of classical music, and the resume of the tutor who is responsible for guiding her is also very good.

The eldest daughter herself has a high level of musical attainment, and anyone who has heard her play the piano will acknowledge this.

Unfortunately, I can find anyone except her.

Su Chengyi drew a circle on the paper with the tip of his pen.

However, while you can't ask too obviously, it wouldn't hurt to just chat a little.

Unlike his erhu level, Su Chengyi learned piano from Su Zelang and is only a dabbler at best.

It's OK if I play some Level 4 pieces, but if it's a little more difficult, it will be a mess.

It's not so bad to fool the laymen who know nothing about it, but when it comes to the ears of an experienced enthusiast like Caroline, people can't help but frown in disgust.

If it fell into the ears of a martial artist with profound attainments like Miss Chu, it would probably be no different from the noise pollution of sawing wood.

But the eldest lady would definitely not show any expression of disgust.

Even if he made a lot of basic mistakes, she would just come over and poke at the piano keys, saying cheerfully:
"You play really well! I almost didn't notice you missed seven notes!"

Then he would casually restore every syllable he played incorrectly and demonstrate it again correctly.

Su Chengyi thought of Miss Chu playing the piano. When her fingertips danced across the keys, it made people feel that butterflies would really emerge from the notes and flap their wings to fly away.

This is what classical music should be like.

Su Chengyi sighed silently in his heart.

After all, in the field of music creation, what he lacks most is not professional knowledge and level, but abundant emotions.

Composition is nothing more than narrative and lyrical. If Su Chengyi wanted to compose it himself, it would not be difficult to become popular. Unfortunately, it would only be an assembly line product.

It conforms to the current public aesthetic, but is definitely not suitable for appearing in such high-quality international film and television dramas.

He didn't want some sharp comments like "The background music ruined the show" to appear in the comments. Thinking about it this way, the task is really arduous.

Su Chengyi sighed softly, took out the wired headphones from his pocket and put them on.

When I pressed the remote control switch, what sounded in my ears was Debussy's "Moonlight".

Different from Beethoven's piece, this one is gentle and soothing, giving the feeling of the moon rising slowly over the endless sea level.

There are many instruments that are suitable for piano. If you add zither or flute to this part.
Su Chengyi tried to overlap the timbres of the two instruments in his mind.
“Ding ding dong dong!!!”

The sudden ringing of his cell phone interrupted his thoughts.

Su Chengyi opened his eyes with a "tsk" and looked down at the phone screen.

Fortunately, I had put on headphones, otherwise the ringing sound would have woken up Vice Chairman Ma who was sleeping soundly beside me.

The caller ID on the screen read "Da Congming".

In addition to Chu Qingmian and Chen Jinzhi, the two official girlfriends, Xu Yang is the third person with a special note in Su Chengyi's address book.

It's also a proof of emotion.

Su Chengyi hung up the phone without hesitation.

The next second, the person whose call was hung up switched to chatting on WeChat.

"Boss Yi, are you in class?"

"Mr. Yi!!!"

"Level 1 Alert!! SOS!!!"

"Ahhhhh what should I do? Help!"

Su Chengyi looked at the messages that kept popping up on the screen, and his heart was calm.

A very smart person is one who is easily startled.

The day before yesterday afternoon, he called me repeatedly in a hurry. He started yelling like a monkey as if he had just escaped from the zoo. If you didn't know, you would have thought an asteroid was going to hit the earth. But it turned out that he just won twenty dollars on a scratch-off lottery ticket.

Twenty-one tickets, I bought five for a hundred dollars, and scratched off twenty in total, which means I lost eighty dollars.

"Although I lost money, this is my first time winning a scratch lottery ticket!! Mr. Yi, believe me, my luck will soon get better, good times will come!!!"

Su Cheng realized this and typed a reply slowly:
"Didn't you swear a few days ago that good times would come? How come you don't know how to spend the 2 billion you won?"

"Hey, Mr. Yi, stop making fun of me!"

Xu Yang immediately sent a long string of "begging for mercy" and "crying" emojis.

"This time something really happened. Hey, are you in school? I'll come find you right away."

"I really need your arms, your arms are my haven."

"Who can you love when your heart is broken?"

"."

Su Chengyi knew this guy's character. Once he asked to come over, it meant that he was already at the door.

At the very least, he had already sat down in the taxi that was approaching.

At this point, he had no choice but to reply:
"What on earth is going on?"

"I'm really devastated right now!"

Xu Yang sent several emojis of "falling to the ground" and "crying loudly" in succession.

"Keep it a secret?"

Su Chengyi replied slowly.

Xu Yang knew that this was a red light warning that he was about to turn hostile, so he immediately begged for mercy:
"Okay, okay, I was wrong, Mr. Yi. I was really wrong."

"But I really don't mean to keep you in suspense. We can only explain it clearly when we really meet."

"Han Bing seems to be breaking up with me."

"what do I do?!!!"

Su Chengyi stared at the screen for a long while, then typed a reply in silence:
"piss off."

"You two break up once a week on average."

"I'm in class, please don't disturb me."

Su Chengyi placed the screen of his mobile phone down on the table, and began to try hard to recall the ensemble tune that he had just conceived in his mind, and casually drew marks on the paper.

Just after writing two characters, the light at the door suddenly dimmed.

The people sitting in the front row looked up curiously, only to see a large, gaudy-looking guy pushing against the door frame and peeking inside.

Su Chengyi: "."

Can't see me.

He silently took out a baseball cap from the desk drawer and put it on his head.

The teacher on the podium also noticed this suspicious oddity. He stopped writing on the blackboard and asked hesitantly:

"Classmate, are you okay?"

"Ahh, hello, teacher!!"

Xu Yang saluted solemnly.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm from the sports school next door. It's nothing. I saw the front door was open so I came over. I hope I didn't delay your class, teacher! Oh, mom, why do you turn up the air conditioner so high? Isn't it hot?"

Xu Yang just started talking to himself like a chatterbox.

"Teacher, do you want some water? I have two bottles of energy drinks here, freshly taken out of the freezer! Don't be polite, there's no need for a teacher to be polite!"

The teacher felt a little dizzy for a moment, and even doubted whether he knew this boy before, otherwise why did he act like an acquaintance right from the start? !
Su Chengyi silently glanced out the window, wondering how likely it was that he would land safely if he jumped from here.

When will this damn social terrorist be out of his life? !
The already bent spine of a real social phobia is completely broken.

"Hey, classmate, look, we are having class here."

The teacher wiped the sweat from his forehead and rubbed his hands, interrupting Xu Yang's talk.

"Oh oh oh!! I'm sorry, teacher! I'm just looking for someone. Is there a person named Su Chengyi in your class? He is my best friend!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the teacher quickly lowered his head to look through the roll call list.

Nothing else matters, the key is to get this clown away as soon as possible.

"Puff."

There was a very loud laugh from the front seat.

Su Chengyi felt a gloating gaze directed at his position. Looking back, he saw Ye Ju's narrowed eyes and bared teeth in a sly grin.

Sometimes I feel that Ye Ju really does not have any image as a beautiful idol, and her pretty face has been completely wasted by her.

Su Chengyi gave her a cold look in return.

Ye Ju made a face and turned away triumphantly.

However, the next second.

"Ah! Isn't this Ye Ju?! Hi, hi, hi, we met last time! Do you remember me? I'm Xu Yang!"

Xu Yang shouted excitedly, waving his arms joyfully the whole time.

He had just wandered around the school for a long time and finally found out the location of this classroom. He was very happy to finally see an acquaintance.

Ye Ju: “.”

She finally understood what it felt like to be attacked by social terrorism, and she forced a slightly stiff smile.

"Ah."

A very mocking sneer came from the back row.

Ye Ju clenched his fists in anger. It was indeed karma that no one could escape it.

(End of this chapter)