After a day off at home and figuring out a few things, I decided to go to school and apply for my resignation.

The principal remembered that over the years, Han Yu often advertised on TV that he had graduated here, received a good education, learned a lot of skills, and worked here to improve his qualifications, so he finally gave him a chance, saying that if you can write songs in South Korea and get results, such as what song is famous and you are famous in movies, I will stuff you into a university over there as a beast.

After hearing the principal's reply, Han Yu and his cute friends were instantly stunned.

Novels, don't take it seriously.

In this life, especially in the current society, you are not the second generation of officials and the second generation of riches, what can you do if you are capable?

A broken guitar deceives students, joins a music association when he is old, and then deceives the audience, just enough to eat and drink.

So after becoming the protagonist of the novel, he met Liu Dashen, befriended the four major girl groups, and wrote songs for others.

Once again, I would like to thank the school leaders for their support and accommodation, and stand at the crossroads when I left the school.

Where to go next?

I have been burdened with hardship, regret and embarrassment

But your eyes are full of tears at the moment

The world has been imperceptibly empty

Woo…… I don't want you to go

The past qiē will subside.

looked up and forgot about the sky, and hummed a few words of the three-person version of "Gray Track"

Han Yu's hands suddenly itched and he wanted to play the guitar.

So I went to the band's recording studio.

The rich second generation was holding hands with Jin Lian and holding hands there endlessly, and he was a little surprised to see Han Yu who suddenly returned, "Holly~****! Isn't this the king of Nima's legs?

That report not only caused a sensation in South Korea, but also spread to China in the first place.

Of course, the Chinese media must protect the Chinese.

On one level.

Therefore, almost all of the content of the title is that the handsome Chinese musicians broke into the Korean entertainment industry, worked hard and studied hard, and the people of the small country were extremely moved, causing female IDOL in the Korean entertainment industry to scramble to be jealous and fall into the peach-colored trap......

In the Korean rice circle, some people have left messages on the post, saying, I know this kid, SBS s, the nosebleed brother who spurted blood after watching AOA dance, this time he became a sweat brother, And... so?

Because of this extremely ordinary incident of wiping the sweat of the on-site staff, the gossip media has become more and more hyped, and the fans of various groups in China and South Korea have also become extremely close because of the relationship between Han Yu, and they all condemned the 30-year-old man to get out of the Korean entertainment circle and leave their destiny.

But with the birth of a post supporting Han Yue - 'support the Chinese to accept them', the wind direction immediately changed, most domestic netizens began to buy a VPN before going to bed after school after class, going to South Korea's official coffee, INS, and FaceBook in the form of picture emojis to reply to the messages of PC netizens in the stick country, saying that they are welcome to marry in China, so that they can see SISTAR and AOA singing and dancing in my big **** in various provinces and cities.

That post was made by Li Jianren.

Han Yu didn't know any of this.

Sending Jin Lian to the next door to tidy up her clothes, Li Jianren smiled slightly and welcomed Han Yu in.

"Damn, can you do something serious every day?", Han Yu was angry when he saw that he had the virtue of eating meat.

Eat one's heart out.

Accurate.

Li Jianren continued to ask with a stinky and shameless look, "Why did Brother Wipe Khan come back alone, what about them?"

"Who?", Han Yu shook off angrily.

The rich second generation pulled up the crotch door and lifted Erlang's legs, full of gentleness, grinning and saying, "Okay, I knew that I had a future with your kid, my brother has decided to enter the country of sticks!"

"Come on, it's all plastic surgery, it's not the original factory, what's the deal?"

"Really? Have you tried??I've rubbed you, and the boy has finally said goodbye to the age of innocence??"

"Say goodbye, let people say goodbye, I'm still in that era. ”

"I'll go, really, tell my buddy, buddy will help you get this field back!"

In the huge recording studio monitoring room, Han Yu and Fu Erdai began to recall the experience of this trip to South Korea.

After a while, after listening to Han Yu's story, the rich second generation took out a cigarette and handed it to him, and helped him light the fire and said, "So, coming back this time, can it be regarded as healing? Brother, I take the liberty of asking, brother, did you go to South Korea to make music or to break shoes? I was confused by you!"

"Huh. A simple word was an answer to him.

"I told you before you left last time, it's just a group of small IDOL in TMD, plastic surgery and messing around with broken things, you look at their news for yourself, this and that and that, there are amazing gods? I found a video yesterday, what goose and what shot through a man in the boy group who must not rise gnawed on the stage, and when he was young, he often went to nightclubs, and TMD went to Japan to engage in three farts with someone surnamed Yu.

Are you going to be beaten back to their places of origin for the sake of these little dolls. ”

Han Yu took a deep puff of his cigarette and did not speak.

The rich second generation then mended the knife and said, "Don't say anything else, how much did you chase you in school back then, but now that you graduate, it's okay to come to me to inquire about your whereabouts, these girls in our country are not much better than them? How old are you, why don't you hurry up and find someone to have a good relationship? I haven't been played by others at all..."

"Don't say it!", Han Yue twisted the cigarette butt into the ashtray.

Ignoring Han Yu, who was angry, the rich second generation handed him a cigarette and said, "I sue you, you don't have a few more long acquaintances, and you will be the one who will suffer in the future, and everyone has the little girl now~~"

Han Yu didn't take the cigarette, sat down slowly, and tilted his head out the window.

"At night, the brothers and sisters will pick you up and wash the dust, and the buddies will arrange arrangements for you, do you want to ...... Hey..."

"Okay, call me at night, I'm going to use the recording studio now, you can take your golden lotus to the field!"

"Haha, why don't you ask her best friend to help you extinguish the fire first?"

", I'm going to write a song. ”

"Write, write, I wish you to write a snail girl!"

After the rich second generation finished speaking, he pulled Jin Lian and left in a dashing manner, leaving Han Yu in the recording studio.

Recalling those words just now, Han Yu felt as if he wasn't very sad, and opened the window to let the smell go, and the room was full of the smell of cigarettes, perfumes, and some kind of body odor.

Walking into the small room on the side, he turned out a large box, and when he opened it, it was a white PGM301.

Stroking the body, it is as smooth and smooth as jade fat.

I took out a few overload stompboxes, connected them and plugged them into Marshall, tuned the strings, and clicked on a song called "I" on the computer. cannot。 tell。 a。 Lie", closed his eyes, and played.

After the song, I was a little sad and a little uncomfortable, and I put the guitar back on the stand and was stunned.

Looking at the bright scenery outside the window, Han Yu suddenly wanted to change his mood and write a cheerful song.

At this time, a nearby school was playing music similar to rhythmic aerobics, which was full of dynamics, which reminded Han Yu of the men and women dancing on the stage, and then thought of something, so he turned on the computer and began to look for it.

D disk...

Xiang G...

Songstress...

Chen Huilin...

《Shake_Shake》

As one by one, an old song was played, and Han Yu listened carefully to the orchestration used in it several times.

Wind music, electronic sounds, nylon guitars, that's it.

As if I had a feeling, I turned off Kelly's song and opened the arranging software, humming a few strange melodies.

After contemplating the structure for a while, I started typing notes...