A Keyboardist Appeared Out of Nowhere

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

The girl stood up, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

"No, no!" she thought. Please, don't call the police. Otherwise, I'll have to go back again.

"My name's Jing Feifei. Thanks for helping me. Your Piano Shop is so beautiful! Can I hang out here for a while?"

Liang Yin stood up. "Sure, take a look around. If you see anything you like, feel free to try it. We have discounted prices."

The boss lady switched into sales mode. Jing Feifei nodded and headed upstairs.

Watching Jing Feifei's retreating figure, Wang Zhi said,

"Brother Fei, I think I'm in love."

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

"Yeah, I did. It's got a real girly vibe. Exactly my type."

"That bag costs hundreds of thousands."

Wang Zhi froze for a moment, then said, "Brother Fei, do you mean I'm about to marry into a rich family?"

"..."

What was wrong with his comprehension?

What a waste of talent, making him a bassist!

Lin Chudong ignored him. Everything that girl was wearing looked expensive. She was obviously from a wealthy family. If all else failed, calling the police would be safest, so they wouldn't get dragged into trouble.

Just then, the sound of a piano suddenly rang out upstairs.

Lin Chudong paused. Classical music?

Her fingers were moving so fast.

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

A few minutes later, the piece ended.

Her fundamentals were rock-solid. Every note was crisp and distinct—you could tell she'd trained from childhood.

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

It was a rock song, and with the built-in drum machine backing her up, it was absolutely electrifying!

Lin Chudong's eyes lit up. No way. Could this be a perk from his Lucky Card?

The Lucky Card's effect was probably calculated by time, keeping him lucky for a certain period.

The Variety show had taken very little time, so the Lucky Card hadn't worn off yet. Was that why a keyboardist had just dropped into his lap?

Lin Chudong went upstairs. Jing Feifei was still playing with complete focus.

He picked up the Electric Guitar, plugged it in, and bent a string, bringing the emotion to a perfect peak!

Both of Lin Chudong's hands flew over the strings, his fingers dancing across them with dazzling flair.

Jing Feifei glanced back, delight shining on her face. Then the two of them faced off, trading licks, like kindred spirits finally meeting.

Before long, Lin Chudong stopped playing.

Jing Feifei raised a hand and flashed him a rock-and-roll sign.

"Rock never dies! Faith never fades!"

Hearing such a cheesy line from a quiet, elegant young woman made Lin Chudong's mouth twitch.

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

"I just graduated. I haven't found a job yet."

"You studied music?"

"Yeah, piano."

"Then why do you like rock?"

Jing Feifei pouted. "I don't like classical music! But I couldn't help it. My dad said it was more elegant, so he forced me to learn it from childhood."

Lin Chudong slapped his thigh. This was exactly what he'd been hoping for!

He grabbed a chair, sat right in front of Jing Feifei, and said,

"I have a band, and we're short a keyboardist. Interested in joining?"

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

"We play all kinds of styles."

"That's great! I'm in!"

"As for the pay, there probably won't be much."

"That's fine. I don't need money."

"Done!"

Lin Chudong got up and held out his hand.

"Welcome to the Liang Yin Band!"

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

The others nearby were dumbfounded.

That fast?

She'd been there for less than ten minutes. She'd only just learned his name, and he'd already hired her?

Da Fei wasn't usually this reckless. Could this girl really do the job?

Hiring a musician without knowing anything about her wasn't a game!

Lin Chudong looked at Liang Yin. "What are you standing there for? Get the contract!"

She'd just said she didn't want a salary. If they didn't sign the contract now, she might change her mind!

Grinning, Lin Chudong picked up the guitar and played with Jing Feifei for a while longer.

He found that her finger dexterity was incredible. Her music theory, though, was a little weak. When the key changed, she looked confused and didn't know what to do.

Basic music theory was universal, but classical and popular music theory still differed quite a bit.

For example, in classical music theory, a five chord couldn't be followed by a four chord, but popular music had no such restriction.

If Jing Feifei wanted to become a professional keyboardist, she'd need to brush up on the conventions of popular music theory.

But that wouldn't be hard. What was hard to find was someone with hands that could play as fast as hers.

Musicians trained in classical music all had solid fundamentals. That was exactly the kind of talent Lin Chudong needed.

Jia Lu and Wang Zhi came upstairs too. Wang Zhi hurriedly greeted her. "Hi, I'm the band's bassist."

Lin Chudong cut in. "Trainee bassist."

"This is Jia Lu, our drummer."

"Hello."

Jing Feifei greeted them. She was easygoing, and her eyes brimmed with curiosity. Being in a band was so cool—she'd never experienced anything like it before.

After the contract was signed, a trace of delight finally appeared on Liang Yin's face.

"Fantastic! Now all we need is a guitarist. Da Fei, can't you play guitar yourself?"

Lin Chudong shook his head. "No."

"Why not?"

Wang Zhi raised his hand. "I know! The Lead Guitarist plays the melody. If the lead singer is singing the melody too, they can clash, so Brother Fei can fill in as the rhythm guitarist."

Lin Chudong snapped his fingers. "Bingo! But we still need to recruit a rhythm guitarist. The Electric Guitar and Acoustic Guitar have different tones. Still, we can make do for now and perform onstage."

"We're only missing a Lead Guitarist. I'll think of something over the next few days. Boss lady, get in touch with some live houses. We'll put on a few shows. Don't worry about the pay—whatever they offer, we'll take."

Liang Yin paused. A live house was basically an indoor venue like a bar, with audiences of only a few dozen people.

"Da Fei, would performing at a live house be beneath a top-tier singer like you?"

Lin Chudong smiled. "What's there to be embarrassed about? I'll perform anywhere. I'd even sing at weddings right now. Besides, I'm nowhere near top-tier."

"The main thing is to hone the band and gain performance experience. We're a new band. You can't expect us to jump straight onto the Spring Festival Gala, can you?"

Liang Yin nodded. A skyscraper had to start with its foundation. Everything had to begin somewhere.

"I'll get on it tomorrow!"

"By the way, Feifei, where are you staying?"

Jing Feifei shook her head. "I don't have anywhere to stay."

Wang Zhi grinned. "You can share my place."

"Go to hell. Come stay with me. I live alone."

"Sure thing, boss lady!"

The band was full of harmony and youthful energy.

Watching them, Lin Chudong furrowed his brow slightly.

The Lead Guitarist position had always been the one that troubled him most.

His own skill was extremely high, so he couldn't tolerate someone whose skill was low.

Take Sun Jie, for example.

Among guitarists in the Music Scene, Sun Jie was considered pretty good.

But next to Lin Chudong, he still got crushed.

The more that happened, the more resentment Sun Jie felt. Lin Chudong hadn't even done anything, yet Sun Jie had developed hostility toward him all on his own.

Guitarists rarely got a chance to shine in the first place, and the lead singer stole their spotlight too. Sun Jie had become completely unnecessary, and his resentment had steadily grown until it turned into a rift in the band.

Sun Jie had his grievances, and Lin Chudong had his. Sun Jie's skill couldn't keep up, and neither could his attitude. They might as well do without a guitarist like him.

A good guitarist was incredibly important. Of course, every musician mattered.

But if Lin Chudong were in charge of allocating the money, he'd put most of it toward the guitarist.

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