equal loudness curve

The coffee shop is next door.

"Your parents are very worried about you, that's why they keep looking for you. You should also understand them." Li Shirui said, the expression on his face was full of worry.

Tang Zhuo nodded expressionlessly: "Okay, I understand."

This is Tang Zhuojian's answer, he will not make too many rebuttals and noises, and even explain, he will answer whatever you say, respectful, but never compromise.

Men are always more sensible, the middle-aged man sighed and said: "The night your mother drove you out, she actually regretted it herself. She didn't know where you could go to spend the night, but she couldn't bear to look for you, so... it has been like this gone."

Seeing that Tang Zhuo didn't speak, the middle-aged man continued: "The family conditions are not too bad. It's no problem to find a relationship to give you a stable job. Why do you have to do some art and learn to sing? You're going to university soon. You can work directly after graduation, oh, and we know a lot of girls from friends’ families, all of them are very good, with a stable job and a happy family, your life will be rich.”

Tang Zhuojian was noncommittal, and kept looking at him indifferently, not expressing his opinion.

"I'm talking to you, can't you hear me!" The woman got angry immediately, she couldn't get out of Tang Zhuojian being taken care of by an old man.

"Don't be angry, please speak slowly." Li Shirui immediately comforted him, suppressing the magma that was about to erupt.

The man still spoke slowly, trying to persuade Tang Zhuojian: "Look, I also went to find out about the singer industry. Most of them change careers when they come out, or become teachers, or they are resident singers. Few of them become stars. How could you possibly be a part of that very small?"

"En." Tang Zhuojian responded, and he nodded, thinking it made sense, "Yes, I also think it's impossible."

The two middle-aged people couldn't tell, but Li Shirui knew that it was just his irony after getting in touch with Tang Zhuojian a lot.

The man continued: "There are so many unspoken rules in the entertainment industry. Now you are only trading sex. Do you know what else is waiting for you in the future? Gambling, drugs, have you understood?"

"..." Tang Zhuojian almost laughed, and said solemnly, "I've heard of it, I won't touch it."

"No?! Then what are you doing now?!" The woman jumped up violently.

"Shh, this is a coffee shop." Tang Zhuo calmed her down.

The man held down the woman's hand, gave her a look to signal her not to make trouble, and turned to Tang Zhuojian: "You will not be famous, and your professional teacher also said that you are not suitable for singing, and there has never been a rematch on the show. , if you have the strength, how is this possible? Give up."

ha?Tang Zhuojian was still stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Li Shirui, and found that the other party was smiling.

Oh, and the "what the teacher says is absolutely true" theorem.

Tang Zhuojian closed his eyes and put on a smirk: "Well, I don't think it's suitable either. I can't even make it to the end of a draft. Those champions are much better than me."

"Since you can realize it, why don't you give up?"

"Wouldn't it be embarrassing to just give up like this?"

"What's there to lose face? What does your child want that face in front of their parents?"

Tang Zhuo said "um", but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Li Shirui: "This kid is stubborn. In fact, he works very hard. He is willing to do many things in order to realize his dream, so I am afraid that he will go astray."

Hearing this, the man suddenly thought of something, and said, "You'd better come back, if you need something, Dad will add it to you."

"Me? I grew up lacking calcium and love, can you give me?" Tang Zhuo smiled.

"I know we owe you. If you come back, we will make it up to you."

"Oh——" Tang Zhuojian thought about it seriously, and it didn't take much effort to figure out why he was sitting here.

Even the man didn't realize that Tang Zhuojian kept talking about it in circles. Li Shirui stopped the topic from drifting away. He turned his head and said to Tang Zhuojian: "Look, if you are famous now, you're going to sign a company with a relationship. Otherwise, you won’t even be able to make it to the end of the draft, but you have nothing, so I suggest you listen to your family.”

Except that he has nothing and listens to nonsense, the rest of Tang Zhuojian still agrees with Li Shirui. He has completely lost confidence in being famous in the draft. An important way for amateurs to become famous, but more than ten years have passed, and the strength and quality of Chinese people have changed. The draft is now reduced to a back garden for some rich and powerful people to carnival. layer climbing.This kind of industrial model is going to go, and he has already given up any hope.

But this does not mean that he has to give up, or let others talk nonsense, he feels that he has no grievances with Li Shirui, and even a teacher-student fight. The only thing that may have caused this situation is that he rejected the olive branch thrown by Li Shirui. Refusing to sign a contract, refusing to be used by him, cut off the benefits that he had right in front of him, and he didn't know what to use.

At least Tang Zhuo Jian thought so at the time.

Tang Zhuojian took out his mobile phone and checked the time. He didn't want to stop any longer, so he stood up, bowed slightly to the three people, and said with a smile, "Sorry, the old man is asking me to wait on him, so let's go first."

The faces of the three people all changed, the woman jumped up first, picked up the coffee cup she drank in front of her, and threw it at Tang Zhuojian, who was dodged by Tang Zhuojian.

"You shameless bastard! Bah! Your conscience was eaten by a dog?! Shameless! You only deserve to be fucked to death by men in your life! Disgusting! Trash!"

"Go away! Cut off the relationship! Go away! Shame on you!"

Seeing that it didn't matter, Tang Zhuo strode away without any ups and downs, walked to the front desk, and settled the bill by the way.

The weather outside is just right, the breeze is not dry, and the sky is clear and cloudless.

The rare sun in winter.

Tang Zhuojian came out, and Li Shirui followed him, stopping him: "You have no family now."

"so what?"

"Have no family and don't want to have a career?"

Tang Zhuo smiled, and said calmly: "Teacher, I'm not a child, if there is something that I must do, just say no? I can also refuse directly, everyone is free, okay? You are very boring like this Now, I am not the only cash cow for you, but for others, I may be the only one?"

"You have no family anymore." Li Shirui repeated it coldly.

Tang Zhuojian nodded, then sneered: "Maybe children who have been with their parents really don't understand, and feel that it is very pitiful to have no parents, but if they have never had parents or have never felt love, you can talk to them again." Emphasizing how wonderful this kind of love is, he can't feel it, he can't feel love, he can't feel loss, he can't feel the pain of loss, and he doesn't understand what you are sympathizing with, or intentionally seriously hurting?"

Li Zhirui opened his mouth, but said nothing.

He didn't understand, where is Tang Zhuojian's weakness?In other words, what does Tang Zhuojian care about?

"Why don't you sign a contract with Rubik's Cube?" Li Shirui asked coldly.

Hearing this, Tang Zhuojian finally showed a little interest. He lazily said: "Teacher, I wanted to ask you before. I think you are too persistent about my signing with Rubik's Cube. It's a bit strange to be so persistent." Signing is a personal wish, but he has always felt that Li Shirui is imposing his will, and he must sign the contract, otherwise it will be ruined.So he couldn't figure it out.

"For your future."

He said so, but Tang Zhuojian shook his head, turned and left.

He always felt that Li Shirui's persistence in this matter was too strange, but Li Shirui said it was for him, but he didn't believe it.

Then Tang Zhuowian left, and when he left, he smiled and said, "Oh, Mr. Li, can I pass the final exam normally?"

But he got no response.

There are birds in the sky and fish in the water. The miracles of others are only for viewing, but you only need to be yourself.

If you don’t think it’s a loss, then there’s no loss, and if you don’t think you’ve caused harm to yourself, then the harm doesn’t exist.

Tang Zhuojian was sitting on a bench in a flower bed passing by, and bought a pack of cigarettes for a long time.

His timbre is clean, and he does not need a smoky voice to make his voice more magnetic, so smoking is rare, but smoking and alcohol are indeed enough to numb himself.

He is an only child, maybe the two elders didn't notice when he left home, but as they get older, the satisfaction that needs to rely on others becomes more and more obvious, and the peers may soon have grandchildren, But they don't even know the whereabouts of their son, so be anxious, but what's the use of being anxious?

Tang Zhuojian sneered, and leaned against his back weakly, his emotions were surging for a while, and then calmed down quietly.

I don't know how long I sat here until I received a message from Bie Han on WeChat: [Haven't you come yet? ]

Tang Zhuojian: [Just after class, come right away. ]

Tang Zhuowian stood up, sorted out his state, picked five stones of different shapes from the lawn next to him, and then drew a few stick figures on these stones with the marker pen he used to take notes in class, and took them away.

When Wen Haishan held his own stone, he hesitated for a long time, and finally raised his hand, put the stone to his mouth and took a bite, then covered his teeth.

"It's a real stone." Wen Haishan had tears in his eyes.

"..." Tang Zhuojian only felt the corners of his mouth twitching, and then explained to him: "This is the cutest piece in my opinion, so the painting on it is also the cutest, so I gave it to you."

Wen Haishan looked around for a long time, raised his head, and said without words: "Brother, do you think the tortoise is the cutest?"

"Isn't it cute?"

"Hmm...cute." Wen Haishan nodded with difficulty, although he was a little regretful that he didn't eat it, he still held the stone in his palm like a treasure, and then leaned his head to look at Bie Han.

The stone in Bie Han's hand was smaller than Wen Haishan's, but smoother. Wen Haishan looked around and asked uncertainly, "What is this? A bed?"

A sleeping person lay on a bed, and there was a clock next to it, pointing to ten o'clock, Wen Haishan was not sure at first, but Tang Zhuojian nodded.

Wen Haishan felt that Tang Zhuojian's taste was a bit peculiar, but fortunately Bie Han didn't show dislike, and asked him with a smile: "What do you mean by bed?"

"I hope you, a workaholic, can rest early and have more rest time." Tang Zhuo Jian said.

"Oh?" Bie Han's smile grew stronger, Wen Haishan shuddered, took a step back silently, and whispered to Bie Han's ear in a very small voice: "Boss, does he have something for you?" Unreasonable thought?"

"Wen Haishan, I heard it."

"I was wrong bro!!"

Tang Zhuojian didn't scold him, but showed an embarrassed yet polite smile, touched Wen Haishan's head, and said softly, "Haishan, I'll let you go today."

Wen Haishan looked at Bie Han as if asking for help, but the latter had no intention of speaking for him.

Well, he got it, come on, kill me.

Bie Han put away the stone, nodded slightly to Tang Zhuo Jian: "I will pay attention to it in the future."

"uh-huh."

On the other hand, the other three people are much more excited, they get together to appreciate each other's image in Tang Zhuojian's heart.

"Why am I such a pig?" Zhu Qunfei yelled.

"Aren't you just a pig?" Tang Moyan laughed. He was quite satisfied with his own painting. He drew a lotus flower, which is antique and looks good.

Zhu Qunfei was furious, unable to refute, this damned mother's name, so he reached out to snatch Ma Yi's, and exploded even more when he saw the cute merry-go-round horse on Ma Yi's stone.

"It's also an animal. Why did he draw a toy and cute horse? I'm just a pig eating grass!! Who the hell ate grass? Bah! Which pig ate grass?! Damn it! Who is the pig? Huh?!" Zhu Qunfei was about to jump up.

After thinking about it, Tang Zhuojian was full of apology: "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully, I should draw you a spinning flying pig just like the one I drew for Ma Yi, and then put a pair of loves on him. wing?"

"????????"

"Wrong, I'm sorry." Tang Zhuojian smiled without apology, and then said word by word, "I should draw a group of pigs flying in the sky and grazing, and I should give them the wings of love."

Tang Moyu couldn't help it, and smiled with a slap on his thigh: "lying hahahahahahahahahaha, you are really skin!"

"Cowhide hahahahahahahahaha!!"

Zhu Qunfei was furious, and shouted: "What happened to the pig?! What are you laughing at?! Pigs can't fly! They ate your pig feed! They used your flying technology!"

Even Bie Han stood there laughing, without any cover up, blatantly mocking, Zhu Qunfei lost his temper from laughing at them, pointed to the grass painted on the stone, and numbly said: "Can you not want the grass, give me some Meat is fine too."

Tang Zhuo Jian shook his head: "There is no more meat."

"No? Then I can only eat grass?" Zhu Qunfei was a little desperate.

Tang Zhuojian hadn't opened his mouth yet, Bie Han answered next to him: "Be content, eating meat is not enough, let's eat grass to make up."

"..." Zhu Qunfei tried to say something, but finally lowered his hands powerlessly, forget it, let it go, let it go, there is no other way anyway.

Several people kept making noises, Tang Zhuo saw that he went to the other side, Bie Han was following him, before he had time to go away, Zhu Qunfei pulled him back a few steps, he looked at Bie Han sadly, and whispered wrongedly: "Boss , have you noticed that Tang Zhuojian is getting more and more candy now."

"Shh." Bie Han motioned him to keep his voice down, and warned the few people around him with his eyes, and said slowly, "He has this personality in the first place, you were not familiar with it before—"

As he spoke, he looked up at the place where Tang Zhuojian went out, and then whispered: "He is trying to blend in with us, don't irritate him."

Hearing this, Zhu Qunfei nodded: "Okay, then how did he get adopted?"

Zhu Qunfei asked, and the three people next to him all came together, their eyes glowing like the brightest teeth in the night sky, waiting for a fresh bite of gossip.

Bie Han thought it was funny and annoying, so he slapped him one by one: "I told you to check your IQ, it's obviously a lie, okay?"

Tang Moyan also nodded: "Who passed it on?"

Bie Han shrugged: "No, he will tell us what he wants to say."

"Oh, then boss, you really see through everything." Zhu Qunfei said dumbly.

"You were bullied by Tang Zhuo just now, and now you want to be bullied by me?"

"Boss, I was wrong. I can't say enough about you, but I like you."

"roll."

Tang Zhuojian's deliberate integration is too obvious, but it is Tang Zhuojian who takes off the skin of not caring about anything.

"No class today?" When Bie Han came in, Tang Zhuo saw that he was slumped on the sofa, his eyes glazed over.

"Why is your face so bad?" Bie Han approached him, frowned, leaned over slightly, and reached out to touch his forehead, which was slapped by Tang Zhuojian.

"Fake, your ears are good, but your eyes are blind."

"Yes, I'm blind." Bie Han didn't get annoyed, he said cheerfully, looked at him carefully, and didn't see anything superfluous, and he didn't seem to want to say anything, so he didn't want to delve further into this topic.

"Tired?" Bie Han asked.

Tang Zhuojian shook his head: "Tired, one day of class, stupefied, and an elective course of recording and mixing, such as sound pressure level, pain range, radiation, it feels very difficult."

Bie Han glanced at him, nodded and said: "Well, the basics of acoustics, it would be nice to get in touch with it for a while, and you need to know these things to learn how to mix."

"And what about the equal loudness curve, I don't understand."

"The hearing range curve of the human ear is very basic and very important. If you want to know the details, go to the Internet to check the information. If you really don't understand, you can ask the teacher."

Tang Zhuojian turned over, leaned in front of Bie Han, blinked his eyes and stared at him: "So, don't you plan to teach me yourself?"

Bie Han couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, then pushed him away, shaking his head slightly: "Don't let others guide you if you can do it yourself."

"It's so indifferent." Tang Zhuojian sneered, and fell back on the sofa again.

Tang Zhuojian felt that he was very familiar with them, if they were strangers, he would never be able to control his body so casually, there was no one else here, and Bie Han didn't show any disgust, that was enough.