Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the golden month of October. Jiangcheng Media University didn't have the fragrance of melons and fruits, but it was also full of falling petals. The cool autumn wind blew the brilliant golden petals all over the ground, evoking the romantic feelings of many students.
In this season, there were people confessing, people falling in love, and people falling out of love. However, these had nothing to do with Yang Yi.
Yang Yi only knew that this was a good season for taking photos!
Taking advantage of one weekend, he excitedly picked up the SLR camera and let Xi Xi step on the crisp fallen leaves to take many photos of people with beautiful depth of field on the beautiful campus road of Jiangchuan.
Although it wasn't a film camera and he couldn't make a darkroom to develop the photos, Yang Yi still spent a lot of money to buy a big machine and used professional photo paper to print out these digitally formatted photos.
Ever since Ding Xiang took over the coffee shop, Yang Yi had time to play with these gadgets. Not only would he print out palm-sized highlights that could be put into the family photo album, but now he was also playing with high-end large-sized photos.
He used professional matte photo paper to print them. Although they were still in color, there was an obvious graininess and a strong artistic aura.
These photo papers were very expensive. Yang Yi only chose the good-looking ones and printed some. He used special solid wood frames and transparent glass to frame them. He either used a stand to put them on his desk or hung them on the wall at home with nails.
He also specially chose the one he was most proud of. It was a photo of Xi Xi looking up in the background of golden fallen leaves. She was a little surprised to see a small animal jumping on the tree next to her. This cute side profile was captured by her father. He took it downstairs to the coffee shop and placed it on the shelf next to his exclusive booth.
When a familiar customer asked about it, Yang Yi proudly told him, "This is my daughter. I took the photo. Yes, it was taken on the small slope in Jiangchuan …"
The coffee shop's business gradually entered a stable period.
After all, due to the location, and the fact that coffee was just a new thing for most China students, it was okay to experience it. Not many people were willing to spend dozens of yuan to drink a cup of expensive freshly ground coffee every day.
Not to mention the coffee shop's new product, the baked cupcakes.
Under Yang Yi's inspiration, Ding Xiang gave up on the complicated pudding and multi-layer cake. Instead, she developed cupcakes that had a wide variety of styles but were simple and convenient to make.
Cupcakes could be made with all the ingredients in one go, then poured into multiple paper cups and baked together in the oven. After that, all they needed to do was to let it cool down and squeeze some cream on top before inserting slices of strawberries or other fruits.
However, even though the introduction of the cupcakes had slightly increased the income of the coffee shop, the number of customers in the coffee shop had not increased. This made Ding Xiang a little depressed.
It wasn't that the cupcakes couldn't be sold out. Every night, the glutton Guo Ziyi would run over and buy all the remaining cupcakes that couldn't be sold out for supper. Ding Xiang had no choice but to sell them!
But the problem was not the sales of the cupcakes. Ding Xiang wanted the popularity of the coffee shop to increase!
Yang Yi didn't interfere, nor did he comfort Ding Xiang. He saw everything and let Ding Xiang do her own thing.
Yang Yi didn't care about whether the coffee shop's business was good or bad. He was very interested in seeing Ding Xiang's growth and changes.
It was like an anthropology teacher doing a project about macaques. An opportunity was stuffed into the hands of a girl who used to live a poor life, who had to run for three meals every day, and who had a trace of inferiority in her eyes when she interacted with others. What kind of miracle would she create?
Yang Yi didn't know, but he felt that it would be very interesting to continue watching like a bystander.
So, when Ding Xiang said to him in frustration, "I know all the customers who come every day, and I can even name them. But I haven't seen any new customers for a week …"
Yang Yi smiled but didn't say anything.
In fact, it wasn't that there weren't any new customers in the past week. Yesterday, there were two people. For Ding Xiang, they were new customers, but for Yang Yi and the coffee shop, they were old customers … Ding Xiang didn't count them.
Thousand Miles Creek Tree!
These two people were here to say goodbye.
Lu Xiaoshu and Miao Chuan applied for a leave of absence from the school, and then prepared to go to Xiangnan to report to the entertainment agency they signed with.
But for some reason, the day before they left, they thought of Yang Yi, the owner of the coffee shop whom they had only met once.
The two took their guitars and what little pocket money they had with them to the coffee shop. They ordered the most expensive coffee and Ding Xiang's new cupcakes.
"Boss, we came this time to thank you. Thank you for the encouragement you gave us when we were still a little confused about the path we chose. Also, thank you for the guidance you gave to our songs." Lu Xiaoshu spoke again, and Miao Chuan nodded at the side.
"You two are too serious!" Yang Yi didn't feel that what he said was important. He smiled and waved his hand, saying, "At that time, didn't you already earn your first income through commercial performances? Actually, you just didn't have much confidence in your looks, but deep in your hearts, didn't you already have the determination to walk this path? My words are just icing on the cake. "
Lu Xiaoshu and Miao Chuan knew that Yang Yi didn't care much about money, and they couldn't give Yang Yi anything in return, so they were at a disadvantage.
So this time, they came with their modified representative work, "I Miss Her in the Northern Winter", and wanted to sing it for Yang Yi.
"This is our modified version. It was also because of your guidance that we were able to use this song to move the talent scouts and have the opportunity to become artists. So before we leave, we hope to sing this song for you, so that you can listen to the song's melody become purer under your guidance …"
Lu Xiaoshu and Miao Chuan didn't know that Yang Yi had already heard their song at the freshmen's party, but Yang Yi didn't point it out, and raised his hand to signal them to sing!
"I'm lost in the northern winter, wandering in the boundless wilderness, looking at a few flocks of geese flying away, thinking of her … that face that can't come back …" Lu Xiaoshu's boundless and clean singing voice mixed with Miao Chuan's voice, slowly reverberating in the coffee shop.
At this moment, there were only a few customers in the coffee shop. The empty coffee shop seemed to have its own surround sound, and the unplugged singing actually had the effect of a recording studio. Ding Xiang couldn't help but stop the filter in her hand and listen.
"Don't ask me when I can cross the mountains and rivers, cross the grasslands, and come to your side … because that, is today …"
Similar to "University Days," the ending was a simple melody loop, and the voice gradually became softer until the ring finger that was plucking the strings finally stopped.
Qian Li Chuanshu left, just like their song, crossing the mountains and rivers, they would go to another place and start their new musical journey.
Yang Yi wasn't optimistic about their dropping out of school to join a management company, nor was he optimistic about their prospects of entering the music and entertainment industry without much training, but he didn't say anything to remind them. After all, they had already signed a contract, and their ambitions were uncertain.
The first time they met, they were acquaintances, and the second time they met, they could be considered friends.
Then, I wish you all the best, friends!
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