Heaven-Sent Keyboardist

Wang Zhi returned and said, "There's no one outside anymore. Where do you live? Do you want us to help you call the police?"

The girl stood up, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

"No, no!" she thought, I absolutely cannot let them call the police, or I'll have to go back.

"My name is Jing Feifei. Thank you for your help. Your piano shop is so beautiful! Can I play around here for a while?"

Liang Yin stood up and said, "Sure, feel free to look around. If you like anything, you can try it. Prices are negotiable."

The shopkeeper's wife switched into sales mode. Jing Feifei nodded and walked up to the second floor.

Wang Zhi watched Jing Feifei's retreating back and said, "Brother Fei, I think I'm in love."

Lin Chudong said faintly, "Did you see her bag?"

"Yeah, I saw it. It's full of girlish charm, totally my type."

"That bag costs hundreds of thousands."

Wang Zhi was stunned for a moment and said, "Brother Fei, do you mean I'm going to marry into a wealthy family?"

"..."

What kind of comprehension is this?

It's a waste of your talent to be a bassist!

Lin Chudong ignored him. The girl's entire outfit was expensive; she was clearly a rich girl. If all else failed, calling the police was the safest option to avoid trouble.

Just then, a burst of piano music suddenly sounded from upstairs.

Lin Chudong was taken aback. Classical music?

Such fast fingerwork.

He quickly walked to the staircase but didn't go up, waiting for her next piece.

A few minutes later, one piece ended.

Her fundamental skills were very solid, and each note had a strong sense of clarity. It was obvious she had practiced diligently from a young age.

Soon, the sound of an electronic keyboard came from upstairs again.

This was a rock song, and with the built-in drum machine of the electronic keyboard, it was incredibly energetic!

Lin Chudong's eyes lit up. No way, could this be a benefit from the Lucky Card?

The Lucky Card should be calculated by time, maintaining luck for a certain period.

Because the variety show time was very short, the Lucky Card hadn't ended yet, so a keyboardist fell from the sky?

Lin Chudong walked upstairs, and Jing Feifei was still playing with great concentration.

Lin Chudong picked up the electric guitar, plugged it in, and with a string bend, perfectly brought the emotion to its peak!

Lin Chudong's hands played non-stop, his finger movements as flamboyant as dancing on the strings.

Jing Feifei turned her head, a look of pleasant surprise on her face. Then, the two began to battle each other, feeling like kindred spirits meeting through music.

Before long, Lin Chudong stopped playing the guitar.

Jing Feifei also raised her hand and made a rock gesture towards Lin Chudong.

"Rock and roll never dies, faith is eternal!"

Hearing such a chuunibyo line from a quiet and elegant girl made Lin Chudong's mouth twitch involuntarily.

"Jing Feifei, right? Are you studying or working?"

Jing Feifei replied, "I just graduated and don't have a job yet."

"Did you study music?"

"Yes, piano major."

"Then why do you like rock music?"

Jing Feifei pouted, "I don't like classical music, but I had no choice. My dad said classical music is more elegant, so he forced me to learn it since I was young."

Lin Chudong slapped his thigh. It was exactly what he needed!

He grabbed a chair and sat directly in front of Jing Feifei, saying.

"I have a band, and we're missing a keyboardist. Are you interested in joining?"

Jing Feifei's eyes lit up, "Is it a rock band?"

"We play all styles."

"Great, I'll join!"

"The salary might not be much."

"It's okay, I don't need money."

"It's settled!"

Lin Chudong stood up and extended his hand.

"Welcome to the Liang Yin Band!"

Jing Feifei politely shook his hand. "Thank you!"

The people nearby were stunned.

That was too fast.

She had only been here for less than ten minutes, knew one name, and was already hired?

Da Fei wasn't usually this hasty. Could this girl really handle it?

Hiring musicians without understanding anything about them wasn't a game!

Lin Chudong looked at Liang Yin and said, "What are you standing around for? Get the contract!"

He had just said she wouldn't get paid, and if they didn't sign the contract soon, she might change her mind!

Lin Chudong smiled broadly, picked up his guitar, and played with Jing Feifei for a while longer.

He discovered that this girl's finger dexterity was incredible, but her music theory was lacking. She seemed a bit lost and unsure when it came to key changes.

While basic music theory was universal, classical and pop music theory had significant differences.

For example, in classical music theory, a V chord couldn't be followed by a IV chord, but pop music didn't have this restriction.

If Jing Feifei wanted to become a professional keyboardist, she still needed to cram pop music theory.

However, improving her theory wasn't difficult; what was difficult was possessing hands that could play at her speed.

Classical musicians, by nature, were masters with solid fundamentals. Lin Chudong needed exactly this kind of talent.

Jia Lu and Wang Zhi also walked over. Wang Zhi quickly said enthusiastically, "Hello, I'm the band's bassist."

Lin Chudong interrupted, "The intern bassist."

"This is Jia Lu, our band's drummer."

"Hello."

Jing Feifei greeted them. She was very easygoing and her eyes were full of curiosity. Being in a band was such a cool thing, something she had never experienced before.

After signing the contract, Liang Yin finally showed a hint of joy.

"That's great! Now we just need a guitarist. Da Fei, can't you play guitar yourself?"

Lin Chudong shook his head. "No."

"Why?"

Wang Zhi raised his hand, "I know this! The lead guitarist is already playing the melody, and if the lead singer sings the melody as well, it'll get confusing. So Brother Fei can play rhythm guitar."

Lin Chudong snapped his fingers, "Bingo! But we still need to recruit a rhythm guitarist. The tone of an electric guitar is different from an acoustic guitar, but we can make do for now. We can perform on stage."

"We only need one lead guitarist. I'll think of something these next few days. Shopkeeper's wife, contact some live houses. Let's put on a few shows. Don't worry about the price, we'll take whatever they offer."

Liang Yin was stunned for a moment. Live houses were similar to bars, with indoor performances for an audience of only a few dozen people.

"Da Fei, would it be beneath you, a top-tier singer, to perform at a live house?"

Lin Chudong smiled, "Beneath me? I can perform anything. If you asked me to sing at weddings right now, I'd do it. Besides, I'm hardly top-tier."

"The main thing is to hone the band and gain performance experience. We're a new band. Do you expect to be on the Spring Festival Gala right away? How is that possible?"

Liang Yin nodded. Rome wasn't built in a day; everything has a first step.

"I'll arrange it tomorrow!"

"Oh, right, Feifei, where are you staying?"

Jing Feifei shook her head, "I have nowhere to stay."

Wang Zhi chuckled, "You can squeeze in with me."

"Go to hell. Come to my place. I live alone."

"Okay, Shopkeeper's wife!"

The band was harmonious and full of youthful energy.

Lin Chudong saw this scene and frowned slightly.

The lead guitarist position had always been his biggest headache.

He himself was highly skilled, so he couldn't tolerate low skill levels.

Not to mention others, take Sun Jie for example.

Among guitarists in the music industry, Sun Jie was considered excellent.

But in front of Lin Chudong, he was still completely outmatched.

The more this was the case, the heavier Sun Jie's resentment grew. Lin Chudong had done nothing, yet Sun Jie harbored hostility towards him internally.

Guitarists already had fewer opportunities to shine, and then the lead singer stole the spotlight. He became a dispensable existence, and his resentment grew, gradually creating rifts within the band.

He had complaints, and so did Lin Chudong. His skill level wasn't up to par, and neither was his attitude. Such a guitarist was better off gone.

An excellent guitarist was extremely important, of course, every musician was important.

But if he were in charge of fund allocation, he would pour the majority of the money into the guitarists.

Lin Chudong still had one Lucky Card left. Could it grant him a guitarist?