After eating at noon, Uncle Liu, the doorman, informed Su Qingzhi to go to the school gate to sign for the postal package.

The package was sent from Zhongzhou City, the sender was Ni Fatzi, and when he opened the package, there was a CD and a tape inside.

Su Qingzhi realized that he forgot to swipe his email when he went to the Internet café on the weekend, maybe Ni Fatzi had already sent the audio format of "Middle School Days" at that time.

"What is this?" Lin Shuying's curiosity was like that of a cat.

Su Qingzhi glared at her, she still remembered the incident of holding urine in the morning, and it was impossible not to be angry.

Lin Shuying remembered whether she ate or not, she had already forgotten all about the morning's confession, she pursed her lips and said disdainfully: "Still holding grudges?

Su Qingzhi pointed to the repeater in her desk and said, "Lend me it." ”

Lin Shuying unloaded the English listening tape from the repeater, handed it to him, and said, "I want to listen to it too." ”

Su Qingzhi gave her a headphone, inserted the tape, pressed the play button, and the music of "Middle School Days" slowly sounded.

"Wow-"

Lin Shuying showed a shocked and envious expression: "It's so good!"

Ni Fatzi doesn't look very reliable, but Wang Wenxuan does have two brushes, and the post-processing is very clean, and it sounds good.

"Is this what you did?" Lin Shuying cast an admiring glance at him, and her admiration was overflowing.

Su Qingzhi didn't want to get angry, and said, "I don't have that ability, so I spend money to find someone to do it." ”

"I'm going to do that too. Lin Shuying is full of fantasies about the songs he wrote for himself.

When I returned to the dormitory in the evening, Gao Chaoqun's walkman repeatedly played the song "Middle School Days", and proudly harvested the worship of He Wei, Xu Liang and others.

"Actually, it's not that complicated to record songs, you can also go to the provincial city to find a music studio, this thing mainly relies on post-processing. ”

Su Qingzhi tried to downplay his efforts, he didn't want everyone to take all the credit for recording the song on himself.

Gao Chaoqun understood his thoughts, and took the opportunity to help him clear his name: "That's not it, you don't know, it costs 500 yuan to record a song." ”

Liu Jianguo squirted out a mouthful of boiled water: "My day, so expensive?"

Su Qingzhi said: "So the threshold is low, I'm not afraid that you can't sing well, as long as you have money." ”

"Middle School Days" was released to the public in a month, and Gao Chaoqun was a little worried: "Lao Su, I think it's not good to sing and write 'donkey'?"

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Su Qingzhi instructed Ni Le to sing, compose, and compose music when the song was released.

Su Qingzhi's "Yixiu" is a proper noun.

In his previous life, he called his wife Zhang Yixin "Yixin", so Zhang Yixin gave him the nickname "Yixiu", which is a boudoir whisper between an old husband and wife.

At that moment, Su Qingzhi said: "It's just a code name, do you want to act in your true colors?"

Gao Chaoqun shook his head: "Forget about acting in your true colors, I just think that 'donkey' is not domineering enough, or change to an elephant or a tiger, a lion is fine, Lion King Simba, roar!"

"Look at the tranquility surrendered, the day's work, when the heart of the world turns, can be put aside, this moment of intoxication, insight into my heart, sleepless warrior is enough, only hug you, you can feel love tonight......"

This thing entertained himself and sang the song from the cartoon "The Lion King".

Su Qingzhi thought of the morning's events, so he called him out and asked, "You didn't tell Xiao Pepper about the song recording, did you?"

Gao Chaoqun said: "Didn't you let others tell me? Except for my mother and my son, no one said anything. ”

Su Qingzhi said to himself: "That's weird, how did she know?"

After speaking, he asked again: "Recently, why haven't you seen the big man Qin Sheng?"

Ma Tianlong's matter may eventually fall on this little gangster, but this matter needs to be considered in the long run, once the "lure the snake out of the hole" is implemented, the involvement is too big, maybe Su Qingzhi himself will also be involved.

He didn't care about his feathers, but he didn't want to leave a stain on his life because of it.

Gao Chaoqun said: "We played together last week, I called you, you said you were going to study on your own ......"

It's Friday again, and Su Qingzhi hasn't been home for a while, so he packed up his summer clothes and prepared to take them home and change them into cotton clothes and jackets.

After the second class in the afternoon, he took a leave of absence and went straight to the bus station with his backpack.

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and it is dark at five or six o'clock in the afternoon, plus the snow on the ground, the road is muddy, if you don't go in advance, the sky is dark, you can't see your five fingers, and whether you can touch your home is still the same thing.

Hurry along the way, and by the time I got home, it was already dark.

Su Qingzhi was dressed thinly, he was blown cold by the cold wind, his head was a little foggy, and his hands were almost unconscious.

Su's mother hurriedly found a long cotton jacket to wrap him, and poured half a basin of warm water, so that he could wash his face first, and finally raise the fire in the brazier in the hall.

"Where's my dad?" asked Su Qingzhi.

Su Mu said: "Follow the construction team to work in the town, this will also be back......

When Su Qingzhi heard this, he felt very uncomfortable, and said: "Don't let my dad go, it's so cold, and he is not in good health, what are you doing with all that hard-earned money?"

Su's mother said: "Silly son, you will go to college the year after tomorrow, and you will marry a daughter-in-law after college, and you will have a son after marrying a daughter-in-law...... There will be more places to spend money in the future, and your father and we don't have any skills, so if we don't do more while we are young, what will we do when we are old?"

Su Qingzhi said: "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, so don't worry so much." ”

Su's mother tuck his padded jacket lovingly and said, "I was confused when I went to school, and I talked nonsense." ”

This night, the cold wind was howling, and Su Qingzhi was lying in the bed and couldn't sleep.

He now has a lot of money in his pocket, and his father's hands are so cracked that he has to follow the construction team to lay bricks and cut tiles, which is really unfilial.

What can I do to help my family?

Give money directly?

Absolutely not.

With his understanding of his parents, if he gave them a few hundred yuan, even if the two were not sick, they would be worried.

thought of a lot of methods, but the result couldn't justify itself, and finally his eyes fell on Gao Chaoqun's Walkman, frowned, and thought about it.

The next day, he went to the town post office to pick up 20 sheets of Da Tuan, handed them to his parents in person, and opened the Walkman again, and the melody of "Middle School Days" sounded.

"I wrote a song and it was adopted, and this is the manuscript fee for me. ”

Ignoring the stunned parents, Su Qingzhi continued: "The Walkman was borrowed by my classmates, the tape is a sample sent by someone, this song will be released on January 1 next year, and there may be a share at that time, but I don't know how many ......"

Among the zodiac signs, Taurus represents honesty, but when Taurus men lie, even they believe it to be true.