Chapter 15 Why not just pay it with your body?

Chapter 15 Why not just pay it with your body?

Chapter 15 Why not just pay it with your body?

After leaving school.

Fan Wumian accompanied Mantis, Youpiao and others to eat a bowl of curry fish balls and some oden in Temple Street, and then strolled slowly along the street back home.

My brain, which is almost rusting from idleness, seems to be unable to adapt to high-intensity learning. I feel dizzy after studying for a long time and it is difficult to concentrate.

Think about combining work and rest.

Fan Wumian does not plan to continue staying up late at night to study on his own. He plans to try to select some low-budget movies and write the scripts in advance as a backup.

Having struggled for many years in his previous life without making a name for himself, he now has the opportunity to prove himself again, and he is very motivated about it. If it weren't for the silly old Fan who was unwilling to sell his house to support him, he would actually want to prepare a crew right away and experience the wonderful feeling of turning from an insignificant person into a big star.

Unfortunately, making a movie requires money.

Fan Wumian didn't think that with his age and fame, he could convince investors to hand over their money to him, and he was not happy about "sleeping with his wife".

It’s not a big deal if you meet a rich woman, but if she’s a sponsor, that would be really scary.

Therefore, compared to the entertainment industry, he believes that a singing debut is more cost-effective and most suitable for his current situation. Once he has saved up some money of his own, he won't have to look at the faces of the investors, let alone be troubled by their interference.

While I was daydreaming, I took the elevator upstairs, took out my key, opened the door and returned home.

It was already past seven o'clock in the evening. There were three cold meat buns and a yellow note on the table.

Fan Wumian looked at the words on the note curiously, and saw that Silly Old Fan had written on the paper -

"A Xiang asked me to go dancing, so she might not come back tonight.

Although Miss Zhuang next door is pretty, if you plan to eat that bowl of rice, you must remember that money is more important than appearance. Dad's experience can only help you up to this point. "

"???"

After reading the words on the note, Fan Wumian wondered what it was all about.

As for Ah Xiang, he did have some impression of her.

The other party is about 40 years old and opened a braised food shop nearby. Because he wears a deep V-neck dress all day long and likes to bend down to chop roast chicken, he is generous and selfless, which makes his business particularly hot.

The reason why Silly Old Fan became a regular customer of that braised food shop was not just because the braised food there was delicious.

Subsequently.

As soon as Fan Wumian returned to his room, he saw three or four cardboard boxes of different sizes placed beside the bed. Words such as "multi-functional speakers" and "41 inches" were written on the boxes.

Thinking of asking Zhuang Muxi for help in the morning, the corners of his mouth twitched suddenly. He finally understood what Silly Old Fan meant. He couldn't wait to open the biggest box, holding his brand new guitar and grinning from ear to ear.

Followed by.

Fan Wumian unpacked the other boxes, revealing speakers, guitar bags, microphones, and some other accessories. Everything was quite complete.

Essentially, there is not much difference between an electric guitar and an ordinary wooden guitar. The difference is that the former has a built-in pickup, which allows it to amplify the sound when connected to a speaker.

Even when not plugged in, the design and construction of the electric guitar allows it to be played like a regular acoustic guitar, and the sound effects are similar to those of a regular guitar.

There is no need to connect speakers at home, as they are for street singing.

After looking at the invoice, Fan Wumian could only say that Miss Zhuang Muxi, who lived next door, was thoughtful. He had originally just asked her to help ask the music store, but he didn't expect that she would be busy so quickly. She received a brand new guitar and equipment just after school.

After simply tuning the guitar while sitting on the bed, he tried to play the classic Cantonese song "I Need You Every Minute" on this German MARTINEZ guitar. He tuned it again and sang from the beginning while playing:

"I wish I could take you to the sky with a rocket

Two people living in space

I'd still be enchanted if I lived a thousand years

It's so much fun to have you around
I am so proud of you and I

The earth is dark and the sky is dim. I don't care about anything. Even if there is a storm, I just want to see you.

It seems to see the sunshine thousands of miles away."

His room and Zhuang Muxi's bedroom were separated by only a wall, so close that the two could see each other if they just drilled a hole in the wall.

After returning home today, Zhuang Muxi has been paying close attention to what's happening next door.

When Fan Wumian just started to test the sound and play, she immediately showed a sweet smile. She didn't feel sorry for spending more than ten thousand yuan at all. Instead, she felt very happy.

At first it was just some simple notes, but soon it turned into a complete song. After listening to it, Zhuang Muxi realized that the so-called "learned before" was just modesty. Fan Wumian not only played the piano very well, but also seemed quite skilled. His singing was especially beautiful, which directly attracted this girl to become a hooker.

Cantonese songs that were a bit difficult to sing before are now as easy to sing as eating and drinking water. This new discovery made Fan Wumian very happy, and he tried two other songs, namely "Wild Child" and "Love Story Part 1".

I have no problem playing the guitar, but I seem to lack some muscle memory, so it feels a little awkward. I need to practice more to get the feel for it.

When Fan Wumian took a break to check the instruction manual, he unexpectedly heard a knock on the glass outside.

He stood up and walked to the balcony, only to see Miss Zhuang Muxi from next door holding a clothesline and tapping on her own window like a woodpecker. She turned back from time to time, looking very guilty.

This scene made Fan Wumian happy. He opened the window and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing again? Are you trying to steal my pants?"

After saying that, he pointed at the gray shorts hanging on the clothesline.

".Am I so wretched in your heart? I either want to steal your garbage or steal your pants?"

As soon as Zhuang Muxi finished speaking, she couldn't help laughing. The main reason was that the way she held the clothesline made her look like some pervert who likes to steal people's underwear through the window.

She asked:

"Do you like this guitar? If you feel it doesn't fit you, you can take it to a music store to exchange it when you have time, as long as there are no scratches. Remember to bring the receipt."

Fan Wumian lay on the balcony and said:
"It's better than my previous guitar. I like it very much. I see your name is on the invoice. Are you going to pay for me?"

Worried that he might overthink, Zhuang Muxi waved her hand and said:

"I just got paid for my part-time job during the summer vacation. There's no need to rush to pay it back. My parents asked me to keep the money from my part-time job and use it as living expenses when I go to college."

Fan Wumian looked at the girl, blinked and said:

"It's such an expensive bill, I really don't have the money to pay you back right now. Why not just pay it with my body?"

".ah!?"

Zhuang Muxi had the wrong idea.

My blood pressure soared in an instant, my heart was beating fast, and my fair face turned slightly red.

Don't think that good girls are as innocent as blank paper. The fact is that when girls get together, they can be more vulgar than men. They dare to look at anything and talk about any topic.

For example, Zhuang Muxi is a loyal fan of various romance novels and has a rich imagination. At this moment, she has already imagined many beautiful scenes in her mind.

The light was a little dim, and Fan Wumian didn't notice her abnormality, and continued to talk to himself:

"Well, let me play a song for you. Is this a song I wrote myself? You may be the first person in the world to hear it. Just consider it as a token of my gratitude for your help."

"So that's how it is. I didn't expect you to be such a talented person."

The tone of disappointment came out naturally.

Zhuang Muxi pretended to be calm and asked calmly:
"My parents will be home from get off work any minute, so don't dawdle and hurry up."

A tenant downstairs came to the balcony and opened the window to smoke.

Just when I heard the last whisper, I immediately thought of something wrong. I was immediately shocked, tilted my head, pricked up my ears, and concentrated on eavesdropping.
(End of this chapter)