This piano shop is called Liangyin Qin Shop. In addition to the mother and son, there is also a man and a woman.

The man should be a guitar teacher, explaining something hard.

The woman next to him had her arms crossed and a sad look on her face. Based on his many years of experience, he guessed that she must be the boss's wife.

This boss lady has outstanding looks, her long flowing hair is full of femininity, and she looks just like those celebrities without makeup.

The most outstanding thing is her figure, especially the way she holds her arms, which brings out her advantages to the fullest.

The male teacher said with an impatient look.

"Ms. Zhang, I have already explained that when children learn piano, they must learn it systematically. Basic music theory can only be learned in ten or eight days."

"Rhythm, touching the strings, memorizing the fretboard scales, and chords. These things are already very slow in a month. If you want to play and sing a song completely, it will take another month."

Ms. Zhang's eyes suddenly widened, "Another month? You two hundred yuan per class, you think my money is blown by the strong wind! Give me the money back quickly! Let me tell you, my husband knows the Industrial and Commercial Bureau Yes, don’t blame me for going through legal proceedings with you!”

The male teacher was defeated, took half a step back, and said to the busty beauty behind him.

"Lady boss, what should I do?"

The landlady touched her cell phone and returned the money. Her heart was bleeding. She felt like she couldn't continue working in this music store.

"Then retreat..."

When encountering such a messy person, it is better to do less than to do more.

Just when the landlady was about to refund the money, Lin Chudong suddenly came over and said.

"Boss boss, are you still looking for a guitar teacher?"

Liang Yin frowned slightly, who is this? You are too short-sighted, haven’t you seen what is going on now? Why should you recruit teachers?

If this continues, it will go bankrupt in a few days!

"No more!"

Liang Yin said angrily.

The guitar bag Lin Chudong was carrying seemed to only cost one or two hundred dollars. Although the level of a musician cannot be measured by the price of the instrument, why would a professional guitar teacher have to invest tens of thousands of dollars in guitar? There's no way it could fit in such a cheap gig bag.

First impression was bad, so there was no need for an interview.

Ms. Zhang said angrily, "If you recruit teachers again, you have to keep your eyes peeled. Don't teach children half-heartedly, which is a mistake!"

After being explained a lot by Ms. Zhang, the male teacher was so angry that he almost cursed her. This musical instrument teacher is so aggrieved!

Lin Chudong said, "Why, I heard that I didn't learn the piano?"

Ms. Zhang immediately found someone to talk to. After all, Lin Chudong was an outsider, which opened up the conversation, "That's right! I've been learning for a month, and every day I play eighth notes and quarter notes. I read the staff and play Dolemi. It works. Come on, let a relative come to our house and let him show off. He doesn’t know anything. It’s a joke. You don’t even know that my third sister brought her child to my house that day..."

Lin Chudong smiled. It seemed that showing failure in front of her relatives was what made Ms. Zhang the most angry.

Lin Chudong looked at the young man and asked.

"How many chords do you know?"

The young man was a little shy and said, "I know the C chord, the Em chord, and the G chord."

Ms. Zhang snorted, "Look, you know how to perform these three craps in front of others. If I had known better, I would have gone to the piano shop next door to learn piano. Now maybe I can play the wedding in my dreams!"

Lin Chudong said without causing any trouble with Ms. Zhang.

"Can I teach you another chord and a song in ten minutes?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly.

Liang Yin and the male teacher next to him both looked at each other with a hint of confusion.

Liang Yin may be because his figure is too proud and his weight is unevenly distributed. He always likes to hold his arms in this posture, which can reduce his weight.

"Boss boss, what should I do? Let him teach me?"

"Well, let's try it first and see how good he is."

"good."

Lin Chudong took out the guitar from his backpack and sat down with the boy.

"This is an F major 7th chord. You don't need to know how the chord is formed, you just need to know how to play it."

The male teacher next to him kept shaking his head and whispered.

“Teaching children seven chords directly without even learning three chords is counterproductive.”

The F major 7th chord and the C chord are basically played in the same way, but in different positions. The boy learned it in just one minute.

"Okay, four chords for a song, that's enough. I'll write out the left-hand chords for you, and the right-hand rhythm pattern, 632123, can you do that?"

The boy tried to pluck the strings, and he followed the order of 632123, which was very easy.

"Okay, let me demonstrate it again."

Lin Chudong played a simple intro and then started to enter the main song.

"It's not just the wine last night that made me shed tears."

"It's not just your tenderness that makes me reluctant to leave you."

"The rest of the way..."

"..."

"Take a walk with me on the streets of Chengdu, oh oh oh~, and don't stop until all the lights go out."

"You will hold my sleeves, and I will put my hands in my trouser pockets, walk to the end of Yulin Road, and sit at the door of the tavern!"

A simple little outro, a perfect ending.

Ms. Zhang's eyes suddenly lit up, "This is good, just learn this. How long will it take to learn it?"

Lin Chudong said, "One class, but... I have to apply for a job first."

Lin Chudong looked at Liang Yin.

Liang Yin came back to her senses from the singing, "Okay, I've hired you, you can go straight to class!"

As long as we can handle this Ms. Zhang, everything will be fine!

Lin Chudong started the class with her child, and Liang Yin called the male teacher aside.

"Wang Zhi, how good is this teacher? He sings very well!"

Wang Zhi shook his head, "I can't tell his level. His basic skills are very solid, the sound processing is very clean, and the rhythm is also very good, but this song is too simple, and I can't tell his level."

"It's just that I don't agree with his teaching philosophy. Learning music requires systematic learning. How can you teach how to press the chords without learning the chord structure? This quick way doesn't work at all!"

Liang Yin looked at Lin Chudong's talkative appearance and said.

"You don't care how others teach, as long as the child learns it."

"No, why does he look familiar to me? Who sang that song just now?"

Wang Zhi said, "I haven't heard of it. Let me search... There is no such song. It seems to be original."

"Damn, is he a professional singer? He sings so well, and his voice is... Dafei?"

Liang Yin took out his mobile phone, searched for the Dafei band, looked carefully at the common face of Dafei in the photo, and was shocked.

"It's really Dafei!"

"Wang Zhi, go to the door and see if there is a camera. Maybe it's a reality show. Come and experience life!"

Wang Zhi said, "Stop it. Dafei never participates in reality shows. He can't be Dafei. He just looks like him."

"I really want to dig out your eyes and use them as bubbles. Look like him and sound like him?"

"Go to the restaurant next door and order a few dishes. A god has come to my house!"

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