The moment the bell rang for the end of class, Xue Yi stopped his sketching pen and held his forehead.

The foundation is still not solid enough, but fortunately, what the teacher said is not clear compared to before, and now it seems that he does not understand it.

This is the result of less than a month of hard work, and there are still two years to go before graduation, and it doesn't seem like a very difficult goal to upgrade the major to a so-so level before graduation.

He turned his head, stretched out his hand and shouted, "Fu Chengcheng, borrow my phone for me." ”

"Oh. ”

Xue Yi opened his scarf.

He searched his name first, and it showed that there was no search.

He quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and searched the brightest heart in the night sky only to see very little content, which is estimated to have been sent by students from Fuda University, with the suffix @ alma mater.

Fuda bib also forwarded.

In this way, the sky-shattering thing hasn't happened yet.

This is more in line with normal logic, I guess what band just happened to see.

"Hey, where did they call the band?"

Xue Yi flipped through a lot of strips, but he couldn't find them.

It shouldn't be, although the escape plan is not very popular now, it should also have a bit of a fan base.

After looking for a while, I finally found a relatively popular article in the topic.

Xue Yi whispered out his name, his expression surprised, "Lin Xiang unknown?"

"What's the name?"

Click on the homepage and look at the information, "Oh, it turned out that the lead singer is called Lin Xiangxiang." ”

"But how much this man hates himself, the name is unknown. ”

Seeing that it was not an escape plan that he was familiar with, Xue Yi was ready to quit, and suddenly thought of 500,000 yuan, clicked on the comment area again, and saw the top: "Who can tell me the contact information of the original author, I am willing to pay 500,000 yuan to buy, and the price can be negotiated again." ”

"Actually, there is. Xue Yi pursed his lips.

Fu Chengcheng suddenly said, "Do you want to sell it?"

Xue Yi shook his head and said seriously: "Don't sell it, 500,000 is too low, it's not worthy of this song, besides, don't sell it or not, don't look at me." ”

Fu Chengcheng listened to the first half of the sentence emphatically, couldn't help but show a hint of surprise, and gave a thumbs up.

When others heard it, they also had mixed reactions.

"It's not for sale for 500,000 yuan, so confident!"

"The song is indeed a good song. ”

"It's loaded, and 500,000 can't be looked down upon. "Someone was dismissive.

"I'm afraid that the surface is light and light, and the heart is laughing at my mother and selling batches. ”

Ju Xiaoyou noticed the second half of the sentence, her good-looking eyebrows and eyes seemed to be a touch of loss, and she said, "Is it really because of her?"

"Huh?" her best friend seemed to be puzzled.

"By the way, I'll brush up on it, and they all say that this song is a song written by the author who is very sad about falling out of love and writing it to his ex-girlfriend. ”

"What's the situation?"

"He hasn't broken off with his ex yet?"

Ju Xiaoyou shook his head, inexplicably a little annoyed, "Oh, it's all said, we're friends." ”

After saying that, there was silence, and her best friend stopped talking.

Wang Wenqi in the back row was speechless, as if he was thinking about something.

……

Lin Xiangxiang has been annoyed lately, in a villa, where members of his band, guitarist/drummer, sit on the couch and smoke cigarettes.

He frowned, and his long, scruffy hair covered most of his face.

It's been half a year since he came out to run a band, and every day he either writes songs in the villa, or goes out to collect style, which costs a lot of money, but the songs are written that make those music producers frown.

Although he is said to be a rich second generation, the expenses of making friends with various music circles in the past six months have made him a little unbearable.

Some time ago, he was introduced to buy a song and released an album, but he couldn't even find anyone to do it, and he lost a lot of money, and his family had urged him many times, and even threatened to stop the bank card, so he held on, just because he had a music dream.

But the successive blows also made him wonder if he was overestimating his musical talent.

Graduated from the Conservatory, although it is a very unknown ~

is barely a popular figure on campus, after all, he dominates the radio station all year round.

Two days ago, he had nothing to do on Weibo, and when he saw a Weibo posted by a former high school classmate, he saw a video of a song, and he was immediately interested.

The song is really good, and he listens to it very emotionally, the more he listens to it, the more addictive he feels, as if the lyrics sing his heart.

Everyone who chases their dreams, who is not like a person who looks up at the stars in the dark night, chases that little bit of light and strives to move forward.

He watched it several times, and his heart was itching, so he looked for the person who sang in the video in various ways, and found the Fuda sticker, so he learned the name of the singer.

Xue Yi, a compound college student.

For a moment, he was a little jealous, why could a school student write such a good song.

However, this emotion was eventually replaced by a passion for the song.

He left a message on Weibo, left a message in the Fuda post bar, and asked for Xue Yi's contact information with a lot of money.

Maybe it's because there aren't many people who have seen it, or maybe it's because of his bad luck, and he is a little uncomfortable while waiting.

It's the last month, this is the last month he gave himself, there is less than a million left in the card, the rent of this villa plus all kinds of expenses, not in another month, I'm afraid those people in the family will stop his card.

He didn't want to give up yet, his hands brushed away his long hair, Lin Xiangxiang let out a long breath, and his tone was firm, "I must get this song." ”

……

The campus of Fufu University resounded with the sound of the end of class.

Xue Yi saw Ju Xiaoyou trotting out of the classroom, as if he was in a hurry to do something big.

I was going to ask her some knowledge about finance!

It was still early, Xue Yi was not going to go back to the dormitory, so he simply went to the library.

In that seat, there was a familiar figure, it was Shen Wenzhou, who I hadn't seen for a few days.

There were still few people in the library at this time, Xue Yi sat down after taking the book, and listened to Shen Wenzhou whisper: "That song is really well written." ”

The girl's face was innocent, full of seriousness.

Xue Yi smiled, "To be honest, that song really has nothing to do with me." ”

Shen Wenzhou nodded and snickered: "I understand, you are a low-key person." ”

"......" Xue Yi.

Shen Wenzhou suddenly said: "I don't know if the post bar says that your thing is true or not, but I think that if you really like it, then try it again, maybe there is hope!"

She dared to say this, she also had a little understanding of Lin Maoting's thoughts, although Lin Maoting didn't say anything in the dormitory, she obviously was silent for a while every time she mentioned Xue Yi.

She felt that this might also be a manifestation that was still tangled, after all, a man is willing to transform himself so thoroughly for a girl, no matter how bad it is, how bad can it be.

Xue Yi was really a little inexplicable, he didn't understand what Shen Wenzhou meant, what did it mean?

"Uh, read a book. Xue Yi couldn't find anything to say, so he simply immersed his mind in the book.

Knowledge changes destiny, not just words.