When the man in the black suit sat down, Fang Yu asked him,"Sir, do you mind if I ask what your occupation is? Also, is there anything I can help you with?”When the man in the black suit heard Fang Yu's question, he was obviously stunned for a moment. His hand on the sofa was subconsciously tapping on the armrest. This showed that he was very nervous and might not have organized his words to express what he wanted to say.
Seeing his actions, Fang Yu knew that he was very nervous, so he said,"It's okay, sir. Just relax and treat us as two friends chatting. Let's start with your profession.”After saying that, Fang Yu adjusted his posture and leaned back on the sofa.
After hearing Fang Yu's words, the man thought for a moment and said,"I'm an itinerant artist. In the past, my income in this industry was quite good, but now that people's quality is getting higher and higher, and their standard of living is getting better and better, it's getting harder and harder to do this industry. I just don't understand why it's getting harder and harder to do this industry when people's standard of living is getting higher and higher. I thought you might give me a good suggestion, so I came to consult you to see if there's a way to change our current situation.。”
After hearing his words, Fang Yu thought,"The life of a street artist should be okay. How could it be like what he said? Is his artistic level too low?”However, Fang Yu could not ask him directly, so he could only ask him in a roundabout way how he usually did it. He said to him, Then what do you usually do? What method do you use to make your customers pay?”
"There's no other way. I'll just yell at the pedestrians at the crossroads in the morning, the square in the afternoon, and the subway intersection in the afternoon. I'll pretend to be pitiful and gain everyone's sympathy.”The man in the black suit said very naturally. He did not show any embarrassment or embarrassment. Just this mental quality alone could be compared to the skin of a movie star.
Fang Yu didn't expect him to say that and was stunned for a moment. However, he hid it well and didn't let the man in the black suit see through him. Initially, Fang Yu would have thought that the other party was a street performer performing at the cultural square. Now everyone knew that there was a cultural square in Jiang City. At the corner of the square, when the square was built, it was specially opened up as a special stage for street performers. There, they could exchange arts from various countries. After the performance, some audiences would give some money as compensation for the performing artists. After all, these artists had contributed their own labor. However, they did not expect the other party to be a beggar. Therefore, Fang Yu cleared his throat and said,"Times have changed. We should improve too! What is this called? Only by advancing with the times can one keep up with the pace of society. Don't you think so, sir?”
After hearing his words, the man in the black suit seemed to have found a soulmate. He was very excited and felt that what Fang Yu said made sense. He asked sincerely,"The times have changed. We can't stay still. What should I do? Teacher, can you teach me?" After saying that, the man stood up excitedly. He was so excited that he did not know what to do.
Fang Yu advised the man to calm down and sit down. Seeing him sit down, Fang Yu said,"First of all, we have to realize that society has changed. Everything is about packaging. You should change your clothes for work. In the future, you can dress like this when you go out to work.”
The man in the black suit was in disbelief. He said to Fang Yu,"Can I still wear this when I work in the future? I look like a white-collar worker in this dress, but I'm afraid no one will give me money in the future. I used to pick lousy clothes for work.”
"It's fine if you wear tattered clothes. If you continue to wear tattered clothes, I'm afraid that many people will leave from afar. How are you going to work? We have to keep up with the times.”
The man in the black suit felt very curious when he heard this. This was the first time he heard that people in their line of work could develop to a higher level, but he didn't know what kind of industry they could develop into, so he couldn't help but ask,"We can still progress in this line of work. Then what are we going up to?"
Looking at the other party's surprised expression, Fang Yu really wanted to punch him in the face, but the other party was his client, so he could only secretly warn himself: "Fang Yu, you have to calm down. You have professional ethics.”However, she couldn't help but think,'You're just a beggar. You even lied to me and said that you're an artiste. You still want to develop yourself. Who knows what you'll become?”
However, Fang Yu knew that he could not say that, so he could only make up a story."You're already an artiste now. Let me think about it. I know. If you continue to improve, you'll be an artist! This is very simple. Do you have any hobbies? Tell me about it so that I can make a career plan for you.”
When the man in the black suit heard Fang Yu ask him what his hobbies were, he lowered his head and thought for a moment. Then, he said happily,"Speaking of hobbies, I know how to play mahjong. When I have nothing to do, I play a few rounds with my friends. I also like to drink.”
Fang Yu wanted to give him a few punches when he heard what he said. With his IQ, he still wanted to learn to be a beggar. It was already good enough that he was not cheated. It seemed that he could only ask himself." These hobbies don't have any artistic aura. How can you become an artist? It's better for me to ask and you answer. That way, it'll be faster."”Fang Yu was really annoyed by his long-winded words. He just wanted to end this conversation as soon as possible. He was really afraid that if he stayed with such a low-IQ person, his IQ would drop as low as his.
"Then do you usually like singing, dancing, and performing?”
"So these are hobbies with an artistic aura! I usually like to sing. It's not that I'm boasting, but my singing is quite good. I'm best at singing love songs. My friends call me the Prince of Love Songs. Sometimes, when I'm free, I even write songs myself.”The man in the black suit seemed to be very happy and seemed to be dancing around.
When Fang Yu heard his words, his eyes immediately widened in surprise. He carefully looked at the man opposite him. He never thought that his big brother's square face could be called the Prince of Love Songs. His friend must have been blind.
Fang Yu looked up, down, left, and right, but he couldn't see the characteristics of the prince of love songs. In the end, he came to the conclusion that his friend was lying to him. So, she could only ask," Do you know any musical instruments? I can see that you can write songs, so you must know how to play the piano!"”Fang Yu couldn't help but tease him when he heard that he could write songs.
"The piano, I know a little. Actually, I'm best at playing the guitar.”The man in the black suit said embarrassedly.
After Fang Yu heard him out, he really didn't want to listen to him nag anymore. He was about to end the conversation, so he summarized and said,"Then you can sing and play the guitar at the same time in the future. I think as long as you persist, you will become an artist.”After saying that, he prepared to chase them away.
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