All afternoon, I sat in the classroom in a daze, and I had to pass on two chapters of the novel to Xiaoyu every day, and I still haven't finished a single chapter.

Sister Yang's words at noon made me wake up to the fact that I no longer deceive myself and others, and I no longer bury my head like an ostrich and pretend that I don't know anything. Although Xiao Yu didn't say it explicitly, he was definitely dissatisfied, otherwise he wouldn't have asked me if I was in love when he knew I was married.

At first, I was reluctant to admit it, but now the more I think about it, the more depressed I become. I used to be so short of money, and I was so excited that I overestimated my abilities, and I didn't even think about whether I had the time to do these jobs.

Now that the problem has finally been exposed, all at once, I am a little at a loss and don't know how to save it.

I signed contracts for all three jobs, and it seemed that none of them were easy to give up. I have always had difficulty choosing, Huang Xiaoya is right, I don't know how to grasp the opportunity, but I don't know how to give it a go. In the past, I was always afraid of this and that, so much so that I missed a better opportunity in vain. Now it's happening again, but I still haven't made any progress, and I've been thinking about it for a long time, and I don't know which job to give up.

But I've already signed a contract! I've given up writing? I've signed a contract! I've given up my cooperation with Guge Studio? I've signed a contract! What's more, if I really give up my contract with Guge, then I'll suddenly change from a successful person with an annual income of 600,000 yuan to a sling who even thinks about buying a toy for my son for a long time, and I really don't want to go back to that kind of life.

Maybe I can use the time I have in class in the morning to write songs? I suddenly had such an idea in my mind, and the more I thought about it, the more right it became, anyway, I have too many things to do now, and I can't concentrate in class, so I can't study at all, so I might as well squeeze out some time and get through the difficulties in front of me first.

When I arrived at school the next morning, I didn't enter the classroom where we were going to have classes, but found an unmanned classroom to write a novel.

It's a pity that the effect is not particularly good, probably because there is something hidden in my heart, and the state is a little poor, I didn't code out today's two chapters of the novel until one o'clock in the afternoon, and I didn't eat lunch.

After sending the manuscript to Xiaoyu, I got up and prepared to go to dinner, and then came back to see if I could come up with a good song.

As soon as I walked out of the classroom, I saw Huang Xiaoya leaning on the railing of the corridor, standing there looking at the scenery below. The breeze stroked her hair, revealing a beautiful side face, and her hips held up the knee-length white skirt with a perfect curve, and the skirt gently swayed with the wind......

I was a little distracted, I forgot to say hello to her, and stood stupidly. Instead, Huang Xiaoya turned around first and smiled sweetly at me: "Brother Li, have you finished writing today's novel?"

Huang Xiaoya knew that I was writing a novel, and on the first day of class, she knew when she saw me with a laptop, but at that time she just asked the title of the book and didn't say anything more.

I'm here at this time today, and I guess it's because I didn't go to class this morning, and I guessed that I was in this code.

Huang Xiaoya walked over to me elegantly, lit up the thermos flask in her hand and said, "Brother Li, I saw that you haven't had lunch yet, so I took it upon myself to give you some advice, and I don't know if it suits your appetite." ”

I found out that Huang Xiaoya actually came over with a thermos flask, and I was a little moved, I don't know how long she has been waiting here.

I whispered, "Why don't you go in,...... It's windy outside. ”

"No, we're quite smart, as soon as I arrived, you came out!"

I took the thermos flask in Huang Xiaoya's hand and walked into the classroom with it, Huang Xiaoya also followed, took the computer bag on my shoulder, put it aside, and began to help me open the thermos flask.

Although my hands were completely healed, I still silently watched Huang Xiaoya busy, as if there was an electric current in my heart, and even my thighs were a little numb. I don't know if this is a reaction after being moved or a reaction after being moved, although I am a little scared, but I think that if I can always maintain this relationship with Huang Xiaoya, then I must be a big hero who saved the earth in my last life.

"What are you looking at? I have flowers on my face?" Seeing that I had been staring at her, Huang Xiaoya touched her face a little embarrassed.

I laughed and said, "It's a flower." With that, he sat down and prepared to go.

Huang Xiaoya sneered: "Do you mean that I have a big face? Hehe! Originally, I didn't want to wear makeup, but Sister Yang said that I am a public figure now, and not wearing makeup is disrespectful to fans." After Huang Xiaoya finished speaking, she shrugged her shoulders and smiled bitterly: "So that's it." ”

I originally wanted to say that she herself is a flower, but when I think of my wife, I can only shrink the words.

The lunch that Huang Xiaoya gave me was very rich, much more hearty than when I went home, with three dishes and one soup. I said with some emotion: "I can't imagine that such a thermos bottle can hold such a sumptuous lunch!"

Huang Xiaoya took out a tissue from her bag, wiped some of the soup flowing out of the outer wall of the thermos flask, and said with a smile: "When the boss introduced me at noon, I was also a little emotional, how can you say that people are so smart now, just such a small thermos flask, the tableware inside is all available, and the design is really ingenious." ”

We just had a word of greeting, and when I finished eating, Huang Xiaoya said again: "Brother Li, there is something I want to ask you for help." ”

Seeing that I looked at her with some doubts, Huang Xiaoya smiled, took out a notebook from her handbag and handed it to me: "These are the three songs I have written in the past few days, help me advise." ”

I took Huang Xiaoya's notebook and flipped through it.

Writing songs is the same as writing novels, the first song is definitely immature, and even in the eyes of many so-called brick artists, it is just a piece of chaff, garbage without any artistry. Just like my first song, except for a little feeling in my own heart, to outsiders, that song was not even as good as a melody that he pressed on the piano indiscriminately.

But because of that little touch, I even treated "Falling in Love with You" as a masterpiece and raised it to the same height as "Out of Place".

Huang Xiaoya's three songs are the same, the melody is patched together, and then through the almighty 1645 chord, the lyrics are also written a little stiffly, and it can be seen that some places have been added, deleted and changed in order to adapt to the melody.

I looked at the score and hummed softly. Although many melody transitions are a bit stiff, it can be seen that Huang Xiaoya is studying seriously this month, although the song I am watching now still imitates the traces of patchwork, but it can also be regarded as a complete song, at least more complete than the song "Falling in Love with You" I wrote for the first time.

And the melodies written by Huang Xiaoya are relatively simple and catchy, so the whole song is quite good, especially when sung by Huang Xiaoya herself.

We found a piano, and I began to explain to Huang Xiaoya some rhythmic and melodic arrangements, as well as the handling of the pitch and rhythm between the two sections.

Huang Xiaoya took out her notes and wrote them down seriously.

We didn't change all three songs until about five o'clock in the afternoon. Although the three songs after the change are not good songs, they are more than enough to make saliva songs that have been popular for a while. Especially when Huang Xiaoya sang by herself, there was a little more emotion in it, so I still gave Xiaoya a thumbs up: "It's much better than me, the first time I wrote a song, I wasn't as good as you." ”

"Really?" Huang Xiaoya looked excited: "Then what do you think of these three songs being put on my next album?"

"Of course you can, and these three songs can only be sung by you, and others can't sing that flavor. ”

"That's great! Thank you, Brother Li!" Huang Xiaoya said and took my hand excitedly and jumped and shook it, like a child.

It's not the first time I've touched Huang Xiaoya's hand, but this time my palms are still sweating.