The next few days.

Lin Yuan traveled between the classroom and the painting club as usual, maintaining the rhythm of teaching two people to sketch every day.

What he didn't notice was.

Recently, Zhong Yu has been whispering to other members, as if he is conspiring with what he calls big news.

certainly.

Even if Lin Yuan noticed it, he wouldn't care.

After teaching sketching for so many days, Lin Yuan has begun to consider whether to teach the more common gouache and watercolor to expand his customer base.

However, thinking that there are members who can't teach sketching every day, he temporarily gave up this idea.

Take your time.

Anyway, there is time in the future.

In the future, he planned to teach all kinds of paintings, including the most difficult Chinese painting. The blessings of the teacher are his teaching confidence.

Besides, the system has also said it.

The more people you teach, the better the teacher will bless you.

When the teacher's blessings are effective to a certain extent, Lin Yuan can't do it without raising the price.

Price increases with confidence.

This is Lin Yuan’s greatest teaching motivation.

When it comes to money, Lin Yuan’s favorite day every month is No. 5.

The fifth day of every month is a good day.

April 5th is such a good day.

Because on this day, Lin Yuan’s salary card will receive a large amount of money transfers!

but……

This time, Lin Yuan was a little surprised when he received the bank transfer text message!

Because he found that the songs he received this month could be divided into more than 600,000 after deducting a certain amount of taxes.

Among them, the download score of "Balloon" last month was the highest.

Because "Balloon" was just released last month, the download results are very gratifying.

In fact, Lin Yuan's song sharing is increasing almost every month because he now has four songs to help make money together.

The more songs you make, the faster you make money!

In addition to the sales share of "Net King" for the month, as well as the extra money Lin Yuan earned from teaching in the painting club, as well as the invitation fee for joining tribal literary short stories...

Adding up all the projects, his total revenue last month has reached more than three million!

This is the first time Lin Yuan has made so much money. For a moment, Lin Yuan almost wanted to customize some works with the system to help him make more money.

But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that there was no need to worry about this.

When I urgently need some works, I will just look for the system to krypton money. Unfortunately, the company has not distributed orders to me.

"Krypton gold."

Lin Yuan doesn't like this word.

If someone had told him before that one day he would krypton money for a certain goal, Lin Yuan would definitely think that the other party was joking.

As the saying goes: Mystery does not change the wrong, and krypton does not change the fate.

But Lin Yuan found that if he wanted to change his destiny, he really had to krypton, otherwise what would he use to earn reputation?

...

Xingmang Entertainment.

Tenth floor composition department.

The composer is working hard.

Just then, a man in a black coat appeared at the door.

One of the composers saw the man at the door, suddenly stood up and stammered:

"Former...sen..."

"What's wrong with you?" Wu Yong next to him looked at his colleague's gaze, then his eyes suddenly widened and blurted out:

"Dad Yang is here in the company!"

This sentence exploded in the tenth floor composition department instantly.

The entire tenth floor composition department stood up, looking at the man in black with a calm expression in shock:

"senior!"

"Hello, senior!"

"Long time no see, senior!"

“…”

One after another, hello sounded.

The man in black nodded and asked, "Where is Lao Zhou?"

Even if he was a gold medal composer, he would not dare to directly call the supervisor Lao Zhou, but the man in black called him very naturally, and no one in the entire tenth floor composition department felt that it was inappropriate.

Because this man is the only music father in the 10th floor composition department, Yang Zhongming!

Wu Yong hurriedly said, "Senior, wait a moment, I will call the supervisor now."

"Need not."

Yang Zhongming opened his mouth and walked towards the position by the window.

But when she arrived at the table by the window, Yang Zhongming frowned slightly, his expression seemed to be full of confusion.

This is his desk.

He is the type of person who has not come to the company for a long time.

But even so, this table should be spotless and people clean it every day.

Because this is his Yang Zhongming's position.

But at this moment, there were actually a lot of books piled up on it.

For example, "Composition Theory Collection".

For example, "Simple Chord Explanation".

For example, "There is only three steps to get started with composition."

These books just appear in Xingmang's composition department, which is full of strange sense of incongruity, so Yang Zhongming stood in front of the table for a long time.

"Oops!"

Seeing Yang Zhongming standing in front of Lin Yuan's table, Wu Yong felt panicked.

The rest of the composer reacted and looked at each other, and their palms were sweating.

This position originally belonged to Dad Yang.

But because Senior Yang has not come to the company for many years, Lao Zhou arranged this position to Lin Yuan.

At that time, many people thought it was inappropriate. What if Senior Yang finds out one day, what if that's all?

Now, many people's worries have finally become a reality, and Dad Yang seems to be starting to get angry.

"here."

Yang Zhongming thrust his chin and looked at his position, unable to hear his emotions in his tone: "Who sits?"

Senior Yang is really angry!

Even if Senior Yang did not show it, everyone could feel it. For a moment, no one dared to respond.

"Do you want me to ask for a second time?"

Yang Zhongming glanced at everyone.

Wu Yong, who was most familiar to Lin Yuan in the department, swallowed his saliva and said with a thorn in his mouth: "Lin...Lin Yuan..."

"Who is Lin Yuan?"

Yang Zhongming narrowed his eyes gently.

Wu Yong explained with a bitter face: "Senior Yang, don't be surprised. He is still a newcomer. I don't understand that this is your position. This is arranged by the supervisor..."

"right!"

Other colleagues couldn't help but talk, not wanting to see Lin Yuan suffer from undesired disaster: "It was arranged by the supervisor."
To be continued...