After carrying the little Lolitina to the subway station, after coaxing for a long time, the little Lolitina nodded, and reluctantly said goodbye to her guardian knight Li Goudan. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When he got home, Liu Yu took off the clothes that were almost covered on his body, took a shower, and went to bed early.

Today is the first day of school at Dongshan No. 1 Middle School at the end of the winter vacation, Liu Yu woke up early and had breakfast, tidied up his appearance, and prepared for a new start and life.

Dongshan No. 1 Middle School is the best middle school in Dongshan City, it is located in Dongcheng District, Dongshan City, covering an area of 280 acres. It is a product of the 316 reform plan of the Han Dynasty, and it is a school formed by merging Dongshan No. 1 Middle School and Arlinn Middle School.

Arlinn Middle School was originally built by an overseas Chinese and is a private aristocratic school. Every student who studies in it is either rich or expensive.

Dongshan No. 1 Middle School is a civilian school, but the teachers in it are strong, and every student stands out from the layers of assessment. The articulation rate is the highest in Higashiyama City, reaching 92 percent. Even in the whole province is the existence of the top three.

Liu Yu's predecessor lowered the admission score to collect students when the two schools merged and lacked a large number of students. You will be admitted with a score that is the same as the cut-off score. And that's the result of his super-level play.

Even if the admission score is lowered, it is still not easy to get in. But for parents who want their children to go to good schools and their children's grades are average, this is simply pie in the sky.

……

"This is the classroom of the first class of high school?" Liu Yudao looked at the class number plate posted on the door.

When I opened the door, I found that there was someone who had already arrived before me. Someone was already sitting there in the penultimate row by the window. It's a tall and chubby guy with short hair, he's playing with his phone, and he's laughing "hey, hey, hey" from time to time, which sounds a little silly.

The back door against this side of the corridor is a girl. Tied in a ponytail, the bangs in front of her eyes and a pair of glasses with at least the thickness of a glass bottle cover most of her face. Sitting at his desk, he was writing something.

After a pause from time to time, he pushed the glasses, which were a little too large to exaggerate, and a bright light flashed in the middle of the round lenses, and then continued to write.

The third is a pretty girl, sitting at the front table of the girl with glasses. She was sleeping lifelessly on her desk, and the girl had heavy dark circles on her eyes. It seems that he often stays up late.

"These guys look weird. Liu Yu looked at the strange trio in the classroom. But I still feel like I should say hello or something. "Good morning, everyone. ”

"Hello, welcome, new students. The tall fat man sitting by the window heard Liu Yu's voice, stopped the mobile phone in his hand and replied.

"Hello. The glasses girl replied without raising her head. It seems that in her eyes, nothing can disturb her except studying.

Hearing Liu Yu's voice, the girl lying on the desk changed her face and continued to sleep.

Looking at the reaction of the three of them, Liu Yu's eyelids trembled, and then walked towards the most enthusiastic fat man. Sitting at the desk in front of the fat man.

"Hello, classmate. My name is Feng Fuyuan, just call me fat. Feng Fuyuan stretched out his hand to Liu Yu and leaked a hearty smile like a toothpaste advertisement.

"Uh, hello. My name is Liu Yu. Liu Yu felt that his eyes were flashed by something, and then stretched out his hand in response to Feng Fuyuan's handshake.

Sometimes it is strange that the friendship between men is like the temper of a woman's aunt when she comes.

It can be seen that Feng Fuyuan is a very warm and hearty person, and Liu Yu learned from his chat with Feng Fuyuan that he originally planned to attend Arlinn Middle School. Of course, he can't pass the exam with his grades, but he can't stand his money.

As a result, this year, Arlinn Middle School and Dongshan No. 1 Middle School merged, and after lowering the score line, he was unexpectedly admitted, just like Liu Yu's score in the line, but Feng Fuyuan's score was more than 10 points higher than Liu Yu's. This gave him a huge amount of pocket money as a reward from his father.

Knowing this result made Liu Yu's egg hurt. So he tried to avoid this somewhat awkward question in the rest of the conversation.

Soon, the classroom was full of new students who were reporting, and some acquaintances gathered together in twos and threes to chat. Some of them chatted with like-minded people for the first time. But most of them sat quietly in their places, playing with their mobile phones, waiting for the teacher to come.

At this time, a middle-aged man with glasses entered the classroom. He was dressed in a suit and formally looked like a host who was going to attend a speech at the gala.

"Alright, classmates. Everyone be quiet, I am your senior class teacher, my surname is Wang, my name is Wang Lin, you can call me Teacher Wang. "Host, no, Mr. Wang took out the chalk from the chalk box, wrote "Wang Lin" on the blackboard, and then said to the students in the classroom.

"Wang Lin, I know a few girls with the same name, and they all have big breasts. The fat man touched his chest and whispered to Liu Yu.

"I used to think that my future high school homeroom teacher was a royal sister with white skin and beautiful appearance, convex and backward. As a result, there was a host. The fat man said with a disappointed face.

Liu Yu didn't want to speak when he heard the fat man's words, but just shrugged his shoulders.

Soon the start of school ended in a hurry with self-introduction and picking up new books. In the afternoon, Liu Yu returned home and began to plan for live broadcasting.

……

I ate the last meal, I didn't eat the next meal, I ate the next meal, I was hungry. If you use this sentence to describe Liu Yu's financial situation, there is no problem at all.

After the death of his parents, the guy who had crossed only left him a small inheritance and this small house, and the few savings he had were almost left under his profligacy.

The professional audio equipment on the computer desk was bought by him in a desperate situation, and he went live with his talent of singing, maybe he could make an extra fortune, maybe it would become popular?

As a result, no one cared about his live broadcast room, only a few tourists, and they mocked him from time to time, saying that he sang badly. It's not even a small toe of someone's anchor.

It is common for young people to be angry and rush to the crown, and then the predecessor Liu Yu, at the instigation of a water friend, went to find a certain anchor, but was humiliated for a while.

The audience in the live broadcast room of a certain anchor also despised and ridiculed the predecessor Liu Yu, and then the predecessor Liu Yu felt embarrassed and embarrassed. And the idea that my parents have passed away and that I feel that there is still something to be alive. He took sleeping pills that night and ascended to heaven.

As for the suicide of the predecessor, Liu Yu didn't find anything strange, because he understood that it was normal to commit suicide in a desperate situation after losing a loved one. He himself felt the same feelings.

"So, let's go live. Liu Yu said after checking the equipment, put on headphones.

Why did Liu Yu choose live broadcast to make money? Because the live broadcast comes quickly, and if he performs well, maybe the local tyrant will give a surprise.

Using live broadcast to make money is something Liu Yu has considered, first of all, not only is the money fast, but also he has so many excellent songs in his previous life, it is a waste not to use them, and the predecessor also knows a little music, plus the powerful skill of onomatopoeia that he has drawn is even more powerful.

As for the shame of plagiarizing songs? Please, I'm running out of food, who cares about that.

"Okay, you're all set. Liu Yu turned on the computer, and then opened the corn live broadcast platform to start the live broadcast.

"Hello everyone, my name is Liu Yu" Liu Yu introduced himself, and then immediately began to sing.

For the first live broadcast, Liu Yu didn't know what to do or how to adjust the atmosphere, and then he saw that there were not many people in the live broadcast room, almost none. So he began to practice his voice by the way. In order to test the effect of the predecessor Liu Yu's guitar playing skills and onomatopoeia.

"The mountain road here has eighteen bends, and the waterway here has nine links"

……

Zixuan Wuxian is the director of a listed company, and Zixuan Wuxian is his screen name. Usually when he has nothing to do, he likes to take his spare time to go to the corn live broadcast platform to watch the live broadcast.

He likes to watch live music broadcasts, especially listening to the anchors on the screen sing, although not as good as those original singers, but he just likes to hear different versions of each song.

And he also likes to find those small anchors who are not generally popular, because he can find a sound that he thinks is good every time.

"These guys rarely sang when they became famous, and now they don't sing without gifts. It's really getting more and more arrogant. Zixuan Wuxian looked at the several anchors recommended on the homepage and frowned. Then he left the streamers who were chatting in the music category.

He plans to find some little anchors who are willing to sing. After looking for a long time, he couldn't find a streamer he thought was good, and just when he was about to give up, he opened a room with the least number of small anchors at the bottom of the page.

"Hello everyone, my name is Liu Yu. ”

"Heh, it's another guy who sells dog meat on the head of a sheep, and now even a doll in school can be an anchor. Looking at Liu Yu's immature face in front of the computer screen, he planned to click fork to end this disappointing journey of listening to songs.

"Yo...... Sons of the mountains"

"Love the Sun"

Suddenly, there was a high-pitched and loud voice in his ears, which made Zixuan Wuxie's hand holding the mouse stop somewhere.

"The sun loves it"

"People in the mountains......"

"This. Zixuan Wuxie's eyes widened in surprise, listening to this song similar to the folk tune of mountain songs, it seemed that there was a kind of magic that clung to his ears, and he couldn't turn his attention away at all.

"Eighteen bends in the mountain road here"

"Here there are nine links of waterways"

"The songs here are lined up"

"The mountain songs here are strings to strings"

The eighteen bends of the mountain road, which was already relatively high at the beginning, are stronger in the chorus. In the case of Liu Yu's use of onomatopoeia, the sound of this song is higher than the original, and it is close to the pro-Tibetan plateau.

"Okay!" Zixuan Wuxian heard the high-pitched sound of the eighteen bends of the mountain road approaching the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and he couldn't help but applaud. Although he hadn't heard this song before, it also made him completely unable to extricate himself from listening to it.

Thanks to Zixuan Wuxian for sending a recommendation ticket, this is the first time I have written a novel and received a recommendation ticket. Very impressed, so ...... For the sake of gratitude, I designed this important character in the first few chapters. So it's you

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