: 22. Get pitted

　　 After the music skills finally reached lv3, Xia Yu could not wait to go to the coffee shop on the corner to apply, but today is Thursday, and he still needs to attend class.
　　 It was hard to wait until today’s courses were all completed, and the class leader kept everyone back.
"Next week will be the cultural festival. We must set down the program of our class today. Now I have a total of six plans. I will read the plan and then vote." Picking up the plan, the monitor started Read it.
　　 The six programs are: maid coffee shop, male waiter coffee shop, after-school cram school, break-up experience, wall dong experience, and flower rope competition.
　　 The maid coffee shop and the male waiter coffee shop are the only two popular ones, and the rest are made up. Among them, the after-school cram school is Xia Yu's plan to cope with the classmates who asked him to sign the maid coffee shop and the male waiter coffee shop.
　　 I know that the students only read the title of the plan, and have no interest in the content of the plan. The class leader speaks very fast, and he enters the voting session in three minutes.
　　 In order to prevent the influence of external factors, the voter used anonymous note. Two minutes later, the monitor put away the note and carried out statistics together with the art committee.
　　 It took more than ten seconds to complete the statistics, and Xia Yu saw the monitor's face become weird.
　　 The squad leader coughed, then coughed again, and began to announce the number of votes.
　　 "Maid Coffee Shop, twelve votes."
　　 Xia Yu thought: There are forty people in the class. Twelve votes are a bit too small, so is the male waiter coffee shop the winner?
　　 "Male waiter coffee shop, twelve votes."
　　 is actually twelve votes? A draw can be difficult. By the way, can the remaining four stroke plans actually account for 16 votes?
　　 monitor continued reading:
　　 "Break up experience, one vote."
　　 "Wall-dong experience, one ticket."
　　 "Flip the Flower Rope Contest, one vote."
　　 After reading this, Xia Yu and his classmates panicked. The remaining four stroke plans accounted for 16 votes, but three of them only had one vote, that is, the last one has 13 votes?
　　 And the last plan seems to be...
　　 "After-school cram school, 13 votes."
　　 "Then, the program of our class has decided that it will be after-school tuition."
　　 The students began to cry:
　　 "No, I just don't want to vote for the maid and the male waiter, so I just found a vote!"
　　 "Me too, who would go to the after-school cram school, I just vote for fun!"
　　 "I just support Xia Yu!"
　　 "It's over."
　　 The eyes of the whole class looked at Xia Yu.
　　 "Should we vote again?" Xia Yu tried to correct the world line.
　　 "No, the maid and the waiter are boring anyway, not as interesting as the cram school."
　　 "Scare those guys by then!"
　　 "……"
　　 Looking at the students who were inexplicably excited, Xia Yu rubbed his forehead.
　　 You guys are happy.
　　 The matter is over, he stood up, left the classroom, and walked towards the coffee shop on the corner.
　　The convenience store has found someone to replace Xia Yu. The store manager asked Xia Yu to settle his salary on Sunday, so he is now free.
　　 Take the subway to the next station, and walk for another five minutes, the destination is the coffee shop in the middle of the street.
　　 looked at the six words "coffee shop on the corner of the street" written on the sign, Xia Yu walked in.
　　 "Welcome, how many?" A girl wearing a waiter's clothes came to Xia Yu.
　　 "I'm here to apply." Xia Yu said.
　　 "Hey?" The girl was surprised, "But we only need a pianist here."
　　 She saw that Xia Yu was a high school student, and thought he wanted to apply for a waiter.
　　 "Then I didn't make a mistake." Xia Yu was not surprised at the girl's suspicion. If he was not suspected, it would be abnormal.
　　 "Excuse me, the manager is behind, I'll take you there." The girl took Xia Yu to the rest room of the coffee shop.
　　 A young man is sitting in a chair and playing with his mobile phone.
　　 The girl and the young man gave a brief explanation, and then went out, leaving only Xia Yu and the other party in a room.
　　 The young man took out a cigarette and lit it, and looked at Xia Yu suspiciously: "Let me explain in advance that I don't look at such things as certificates here. I am also a piano player. It is true to learn, ok?"
　　 "Yes." Xia Yu nodded.
　　 "So what is your certificate?" the young man asked.
　　 "No." Xia Yu said.
　　 "Huh?" The young man's eyes widened.
　　 "Aren't you not looking at the certificate?" Where did Xia Yu have time to take the test, but fortunately, the young man dug a hole for himself in advance.
　　 "No, I don't look at it, I don't watch it, and you can't help it..." The young man sighed, "Forget it, there is a piano outside. Go and play."
　　 came to the outside hall, Xia Yu sat in front of the piano.
　　 The guests in the lobby all looked at the new pianist.
　　At this time, the young store manager already regrets a little bit. How can anyone who is learning piano have a certificate? Certificates are already the purpose of those guys learning piano.
　　 The high school student in front of me, maybe he learned a little piano in music class and thought he could use it to find a job, right?
　　 There are many acquaintances in the shop. If he plays two tigers, he will lose his face!
　　 But it was too late to stop now, the boy had already pressed the first tone.
　　 An elegant melody resounded in the hall.
　　 The young man stood up and sat down again. This string of melody has proved Xia Yu's strength.
　　 What song is this?
　　 The cold wind? Ashina's Autumn? The treasure carp in the lake?
　　 listened for a while, the young man opened his mouth in astonishment, and the cigarette he was holding on fell off.
　　 He patted his thigh:
　　 Ma, the pope’s dancer!
Among the guests in the 　　 lobby, the knowledgeable few were also a little surprised, but more guests just felt a little nice, so Xia Yu didn't find anything wrong.
　　 When he finished playing a song, he put down his hands, somewhat dissatisfied. This is the first time he has used his body to play the piano. Some of the movements are a bit stiff, and this piano is not as good as the sound of An Siyao's family.
　　 Turned his head, Xia Yu wanted to ask if he could do it again, but saw the young man's face, he was already in front of him.
　　 Immediately distanced himself from the young man. Just as Xia Yu wanted to ask what was wrong, the young man held his hand.
　　 "Please stay in my coffee shop." The young man's eyes were sincere.
　　 Xia Yu, who was affirmed, was very happy, but this kind of scene like a proposal made him awkward.
　　 Withdrawing his hand, Xia Yu and the young man came to the lounge and discussed employment issues.
　　 He first told the youth that he was still in school. The youth thought about it and said:
　　 "From Monday to Friday from 3 to 5:30 in the afternoon, on Saturdays from 1 to 6 in the afternoon, one hour off, Sunday off."
　　 "Yes, what about the salary?" Xia Yu asked the core question.
　　 "This, as you know, I am just a small coffee shop, so my salary is definitely not as good as a big coffee shop. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" the young man said embarrassingly.
　　 Xia Yu nodded, expressed understanding, and lowered the price of four thousand a month in his heart to three thousand.
　　 The youth said the price: "So there can only be eight thousand in a month."
　　 "How much?" Xia Yu was shocked.
"Eight thousand is a bit low, but it is only temporary. With you, I can improve the style of the coffee shop. Those petty bourgeoisie's money is so deceived. If you make more money, you can increase your salary." Talking with Xia Yu about the future vision.
　　 Xia Yu fell silent, and he felt something was wrong:
I’m not too low. Didn’t you say that ‘the salary is negotiable about 3,000 to 5,000
in the recruitment information? Why did it increase so much?

　　 After hearing Xia Yu's words, the young man was stunned.
　　 He scratched his head and asked Xia Yu: "Let me ask, what do you think your level is now?"
　　 "The hardest piece of music I can play is the Pope’s Dancer. Isn’t this a regular piece in coffee shops?"
　　 Xia Yu has faintly understood. The reason why he thought so was because he asked An Siyao before, and the coffee shop An Siyao would go to...
　　 Sure enough, the young man replied: "...The Pope’s dancer is indeed a regular song, but it is a regular song in a big coffee shop, and plays the first and second parts normally."
　　 "So what is your regular repertoire for these cafes?" Xia Yu asked.
　　 "The Guda etude, and some modern repertoire, such as Ashina's Autumn."
　　 "……"
　　 Knocked, was pitted by An Siyao.
　　 Thinking about the days when I practiced piano eight hours a day, Xia Yu felt sad.