Chapter 103: Two days in a row

For Han Jie's straightforward ...... Lin Baochang's expression was a little embarrassed at this time, and said, "Han Jie, I ......" In fact, from Lin Baochang's point of view, he didn't know how to answer Han Jie at all. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Jie saw that Lin Baochang's desire to speak stopped, and naturally became angry, and said: "What am I, I! Tell you Lin Baochang, our family Ziqi is a big beauty in the city's literary and art circle, don't count it in your heart every day." If you don't like her, just say it. If Xia Ziqi wants to get married, I believe it won't be able to drag on for a week, and anyone who pursues her can fill the gymnasium. ”

Xia Ziqi didn't interject, just looked at Lin Baochang with a sad face, she also wanted to know Lin Baochang's answer, what was it to alienate herself.

Lin Baochang glanced at Xia Ziqi's haunting cheeks, and felt his whole heart twitch. said: "Han Jie told the truth! You should have the right to pursue happiness, and I'm sorry if I've caused trouble to your life. After speaking, he was ruthless, endured the feeling of heartache, and turned to leave.

"Lin Baochang, you bastard. You are not allowed to go! Han Jie's face was angry, and she immediately wanted to catch up and ask for clarification.

Xia Ziqi hurriedly grabbed Han Jie and said, "Xiao Jie, stop chasing." Don't upset everyone!"

Han Jie turned around with a look of hatred on his face, and said, "Ziqi, what are you pulling me for! Don't you want to know why he did this?"

Xia Ziqi glanced at Lin Baochang's distant back, and said with some sadness: "What if you know! As she spoke, she suddenly shouted loudly: "Lin Baochang! Since you are going to leave sooner or later, then you should not show up in the first place." ”|

Lin Baochang, who was in the distance, paused when he heard this...... Zhang Yu originally thought that he was going to turn around, but he didn't turn around, but paused, and continued to walk forward until he gradually disappeared.

Zhang Yu, Xia Ziqi, and Han Jie were not talking, and the surroundings were quiet for a while.

Xia Ziqi said a little weakly: "Let's go! The driver will be in a hurry for a while." ”

Zhang Yu and Han Jie sighed in their hearts when they heard this, and the three of them walked towards the parking lot together.

Zhang Yu saw that Xia Ziqi looked sad, and knew that he shouldn't ask, but he was also itching in his heart, and said, "Sister Xia, don't blame my brother for taking a mouse." Why are you so nervous between you and Instructor Lin?"

Xia Ziqi sighed and said, "I don't know! Actually, my sister is not afraid that you will know." I was in a couple with him in high school and college, and we've always been good. Originally, we wanted to get married after I graduated from graduate school. But as soon as I graduated from graduate school, he seemed to be a different person. I couldn't find anyone, I didn't answer my phone, and I kept avoiding me. As for what happened between us, I don't know. ”

Zhang Yu nodded with an "oh", thought for a while, and said, "It seems that the problem happened during the period when you were going to graduate school." What is it, how strange?"

Han Jie interjected angrily: "What's strange! If you want me to say, it must be that kid who is empathetic and don't fall in love." Now I don't know what kind of high-ranking official's daughter I like! That kid looks oily and powdery except for the black spots on his skin. Otherwise, your sister Xia can't eat or drink for him every day!"

Xia Ziqi frowned and said, "Han Jie, please, stop talking nonsense! Don't mention him again, I have a headache when I mention him." ”

Zhang Yu and Han Jie glanced at each other, and no one continued to ask about Lin Baochang's matter.

A few people walked a few steps...... Xia Ziqi suddenly remembered something at this time, and said: "By the way, Zhang Yu! At the beginning of next year, I will participate in the National TV Professional Singer Grand Prix." Can you help me write a song?"

Zhang Yu heard this: "Uh...... I haven't written about it! I don't know if I can write it well. ”

Xia Ziqi was surprised when she heard this, and said, "Don't tell me, you wrote that victory march, which is the first time you have written a song?"

Han Jie was also surprised, and said, "No!

Zhang Yu nodded and said, "This is indeed the first time I have written a song! ”

Xia Ziqi was surprised when she heard this...... You must know that she didn't expect Zhang Yu to write a song for the first time. And for the first time, it's incredible to write such a song at once.

Xia Ziqi saw Zhang Yu write a song in minutes in the gymnasium that day, and thought that he used to write songs often. Who knew that "March of Victory" turned out to be his debut novel...... Is Zhang Yu an accidental inspiration, or is he a creative genius?

Zhang Yu said: "Sister Xia, you don't have to worry! Although I have written a song, you also know that I can play the saxophone." The feeling of my usual creation is actually quite good. You can contact me directly when you need it. Let's find another time to meet together and study and research. I don't think there's much of a problem with the songs I wrote. ”

Xia Ziqi nodded, and didn't say anything more. Although he is not confident in what song Zhang Yu can write for himself in the future. But after all, at the moment, I don't have any good choices.

There are several professional songwriters in Zhonghai City, and his head (head of the Municipal Song and Dance Troupe) is also the chairman of the Municipal Musicians Association. But the overall level of creation in the city is indeed not on the table, let alone compared with well-known composers in the country, even compared with the province, it is also the difference between heaven and earth.

The country's top composers have a lot of good songs in their hands, but it can't be their turn. Even if you occasionally drop out a song and a half, you are lucky to have your turn, in fact, it is those singers who are willing to spend a lot of money to pick the rest, more than excellent, not enough to win the championship.

Seeing that the competition is about to start after the year, I don't have a decent work in my hand. Now I can only hope that Mr. Dong Wenshan can leave a song for himself this year, and it seems that in a few days, he will inevitably have to run his alma mater again and save the teacher's face again.

is this Zhang Yu's younger brother, I hope that he can open his mind again after the year and write himself a work that can barely pass the test. But creating this kind of thing is, after all, a realm, a feeling. If you feel it, you may be able to write an excellent song at once. If it feels broken, it may be this song for the rest of your life, and then it will be the end and goodbye to the composition world.

Xia Ziqi had a messy mind...... The three of them boarded the car together, and the car started up, drove out of the gymnasium, and went straight to the No. 1 Middle School.

Class 12 returned to the No. 1 Middle School, first moved all the knives and guns used for the performance out of the car, and carried them back to the warehouse of the gymnasium to put them away. Tomorrow, Xia Ziqi will notify the people from the prop rental company to come and get the things back. As for the trophies and certificates, they were all handed over to Han Jie, and she would arrange time to put them in the school's honor room, becoming one of the many honors in the first middle school to fill in the blanks and put them in a conspicuous position.

The twelfth class was busy for a whole week, and finally successfully completed the performance task, and then disbanded to welcome the hard-won two-day break.

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Zhang Yu returned home and decided to hurry up...... In addition to the time for online live broadcast, he decided to take advantage of this hard-won two-day break to code out the rest of the content of Xiaoao Jianghu.

You must know that last week, in order to arrange the rehearsal of the party, Zhang Yu didn't dare to stay up too late every night, and when the live broadcast ended, he lay down and went to bed early. Xiaoao Jianghu's code word work has basically not been done at all, and the progress of learning has also been put on hold, and he has devoted himself to the performance.

But now, most of the semester has passed...... I didn't study, I didn't have a code, if I didn't work hard, time would fly by, and on the day of the exam, I would have no time if I wanted to work hard.

Losing money is small, face is big, you can't lose face if you lose anything, you can only slap people in the face by yourself, and you don't have the habit of sticking your face out to let people beat you, this is Zhang Yu's final bottom line.

With a decision, after Zhang Yu completed the live broadcast online, he followed the code word at home...... The god-level typing skills have used all their strength, and the keyboard is as loud as rain, and the rest of the novel content of "Smiling Proud Jianghu" is being generated rapidly.

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The country's largest video website, Speed Video Network, was uploaded several video programs recorded with mobile phones at night.

"Super Bull B Show Shocked the Audience!"

"The small party is shocked by the chorus! The military song has added another peerless classic. 》

"Composed by the Mysterious Songwriter of Zhonghai City!, Victory March!"

"High School Little Party!" Shocked by the appearance of god-level works. 》