Entertainment check-in: from being abandoned by first love

Chapter 28 Contribution: Ghost Blowing Lamp
After Lin Ye and Qi Qing left the concert hall, more and more people began to inquire about Lin Ye's identity.

But most people know nothing about forests and fields.

Tong Zixin's expression became even uglier.

"I like the piece you just played very much, and at the same time, I appreciate you even more."

In the quiet cafe, Qi Qing sat opposite Lin Ye, and when he was talking, he was looking at Lin Ye.

An Ran, who was sitting next to Lin Ye, still had a bit of indescribable surprise on his face.

"Thank you."

Lin Ye nodded and hesitated for a while: "Can I ask why you insisted on letting me take the stage just now?"

"That doesn't seem to be in compliance."

Qi Qing took a sip of coffee, slowly put the coffee cup on the table, and smiled: "I was also lucky to be there on the day of Zhou Tianwang's concert, and I just happened to listen to your song, and listened to your song."

After he said this, Lin Ye finally understood.

"What Zhou Tianwang's concert?"

An Ran asked in a low voice beside Lin Ye. She usually seldom surfs the Internet and doesn't check Weibo very much. She spends more time reading books and playing the piano.

"It's nothing, it's just an accident."

Lin Ye didn't explain much.

Qi Qing sat there and chatted with Lin Ye briefly, during which Lin Ye mentioned that An Ran didn't take part in the competition. It happened that there was a piano in the coffee shop, so Qi Qing asked An Ran to play a piece.

An Ran did not refuse this time, and sat down in front of the piano obediently and obediently.

She plays a tune.

A song ends.

An Ran returned to her seat, still a little cautious.

Qi Qing smiled and nodded slightly: "Not bad."

"I can leave you a contact information later. If she applies for the Imperial Conservatory of Music in the future, she can contact me."

An Ran was a little stunned when she heard this, and her heart was filled with indescribable surprise.

"Thank you, Teacher Qi!"

Qi Qing shook his head: "You don't need to thank me, you should thank him if you want to."

Qi Qing looked at Lin Ye: "Young man, I admire your piano very much, and I appreciate your creativity even more. Have you ever considered becoming a pianist?"

"If you have graduated from university and haven't taken the postgraduate entrance examination, you can directly change majors and apply to me."

Qi Qing looked at Lin Ye for a moment.

He is indeed more interested in Lin Ye, and the tune that Lin Ye played twice is really enough to touch people's hearts.

"I haven't thought about it yet."

Lin Ye thought about it, but still refused.

Qi Qing looked slightly disappointed, and smiled: "It's okay, the future will be long."

After chatting briefly for a while, Qi Qing left a business card and left first.

On the way back.

An Ran's gaze towards Lin Ye has changed.

An Ran was stunned: "Do you know Teacher Qi Qing's position in the Imperial Conservatory of Music?"

Lin Ye shook his head: "I don't know."

An Ran said to himself: "He is in charge of compiling the piano etudes of the Imperial Conservatory of Music every year. Before becoming an honorary professor of the Imperial Conservatory of Music, he won international awards and got soft hands."

"As an honorary professor of the Imperial Conservatory of Music, Mr. Qi Qing has taught a lot of exceptional students, from directors to singers, spanning half of the entertainment industry."

An Ran wanted to say more.

Lin Ye snorted, nodded, looked around, and pointed to a ramen restaurant by the roadside: "Would you like beef ramen."

"Just eat this?"

An Ran was a little annoyed: "I told you about Professor Qi Qing, are you talking about beef ramen with me?"

"Professor Qi Qing is not as important as beef ramen!"

then……

gollum...

An Ran's stomach growled.

Lin Ye glanced at her, then at her belly.

An Ran's face was reddish, she lowered her head, and said nothing.

She walked into the store silently and ordered a big bowl of beef ramen with a fried egg.

After dinner.

Lin Ye sends An Ran home.

She obviously still has a lot of doubts and puzzles, but Lin Ye didn't explain much.

It was already afternoon when Lin Ye returned to school.

Only Sun Chen was playing games in the dormitory.

Zhao Yu went to the library, and Liu Han probably went to pick up girls.

Compared with other senior students who are busy with internships and job hunting, the few people in the Linye dormitory still seem a little free and easy.

sit on the chair.

"You have to think about how to make money."

When Lin Ye thought of making money, he couldn't help but feel a little headache.

There are only so many songs in my hand now, it is unrealistic to be a singer, and I can't make money by releasing albums.

As for the piano music, not to mention, it is even more difficult to make money with this thing.

Then what is left is the novel of Ghost Blowing Lantern.

Lin Ye thought for a while, sat in front of the computer, and wrote down the contents of the first three chapters of Ghost Chuideng.

After finishing writing, he went to Yuanyuan Chinese website, found the editor's QQ mailbox, and submitted it.

Origin Fiction Network.

In front of a workstation.

The editor wearing black-rimmed glasses stretched his back: "It's another boring day. It's really boring. What are these authors writing about?"

He sighed, and closed the manuscript submitted by an author that he had just opened. The content of this manuscript was patchwork and the plot was messy. The first three chapters didn't even have a protagonist, and the main line was completely missing.

He opened the mailbox and replied skillfully.

"Sorry, your manuscript has not yet met the signing requirements."

Eraser hesitated: "I personally think that 1. The routine at the beginning is too obvious, 2. The plot is seriously homogeneous, and 3. The rhythm is relatively procrastinated. I look forward to your next manuscript."

Eraser sent back this reply, including the advice given.

Not a second.

There was an email reply there.

Author of a rejected manuscript: Editor, are you blind or brainless!My writing is so good, you don't know the goods yourself, how dare you comment on my manuscript?Let me tell you, I am giving you face by submitting articles for you!Do you dare to give me the address, the letter cut!

Looking at this reply, Eraser skillfully deleted and blacked out, providing one-stop service.

Biscuit, an editor-in-chief passing by, glanced at his computer screen: "I was scolded again, it's normal, I was scolded all the way here, there are all kinds of ghosts and monsters, let's go, go eat."

Eraser nodded and sighed: "The content of the current manuscript is too boring. Am I getting old, or am I reading too much?"

"Can't you give me a special manuscript!"

"I'd rather trade my 30 years of being single for a fire book in my hand!"

Rubber let out a long sigh.

then.

Ding.

"You have a new email."

He saw the prompt on the computer, clicked on it, and saw the beginning of the new manuscript in the mailbox.

"Ghost Blowing Lamp".

Ghost blowing lights?
The eraser froze for a moment, and was about to open it, when he felt someone breathing in his ear.

He was startled, turned his head, and looked at the editor-in-chief biscuit who came over at some point: "What are you doing?"

Biscuit: "It's nothing, I'm just a ghost, blowing out the lamp."

After he finished speaking, he pursed his lips and whistled into the rubber ear.

(End of this chapter)