Looking at Zhou Zizhuo, who was wrapped in zongzi beside him, Zhang Yu smiled, but it was snowing, and the temperature would not change much when it snowed, and it was the coldest when the snow melted. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The snowflakes outside were getting bigger and bigger, but the second snow after rebirth was not large, so the memory was a little blurry, far less violent than the snow in March.

Until the class bell rang, Zhang Yu and Lin Ang were enjoying the snow outside by the window, but in the next class they were told to go to the school meeting, took the notebook, Zhang Yu ran to the multimedia classroom, recalling the major events in his mind, "New Year's Day holiday, it is impossible, the Spring Festival, it is still very early." But he didn't remember what it was.

"New Year's party. When he saw the few typings on the screen, Zhang Yu finally remembered what it was, the first New Year's Day party of Pingyang No. 1 Middle School in his memory.

2005 is already the end, the New Year's Day of 06 is approaching, and the new principal of course wants to innovate, and there is this New Year's Day party mobilization meeting, which roughly means that the whole school will hold a New Year's Day meeting together, after going back, notify the class, actively sign up, and mobilize versatile students.

05 New Year's Day party, just between the various classes to organize, for this Pingyang No. 1 Middle School event general New Year's Day party, Zhang Yu is not very satisfied, because Pingyang No. 1 Middle School does not have an auditorium, the so-called New Year's Day party is held in the cafeteria, each class with its own bench, Zhang Yu's class was arranged in the back position, several people stood on the bench for more than ten minutes, but failed to see what the actors on the stage looked like, only remembered that there were saxophone blowers, street dancers, and pop songs, the deepest memory was a hot dance by a few girls in shorts, for Zhang Yu in that era, the impact was greatThen, Zhang Yu, like most people, slipped out of the cafeteria and climbed over the wall.

Evening self-study, Zhang Yu held a notebook, saw him, and suddenly quieted down, "I went to have a meeting today, it was about the New Year's Day party, the previous New Year's Day party was organized by their respective classes, this year there is a new principal, to hold a school-level party, each class can organize registration, talented students enthusiastically sign up, win glory for the class, and specifically sign up to find our literary and artistic committee Ni Hai." ”

The cheap voice made Zhang Yu want to kick Zhou Xi out, "Squad leader, you sing very well, you can sign up." ”

Zhang Yu flipped through his notebook and gently tapped the lectern with chalk, "It seems that Zhou Xi is very interested in this New Year's Day party, Ni Hai, write Zhou Xi's specialty on the registration form, just fill in the singing." ”

"Boss, I was wrong. I didn't expect Zhang Yu to be so ruthless, Zhou Xi twitched on his mouth.

"The New Year's Day party is an opportunity to show yourself, everyone can show any talent on stage, cross talk, sketches, singing, dancing...... As long as you feel that you can, you can sign up, I remember the last party, but there are a few singers, our disciplinary committee member Liao Jing sang well, and that kiss was very original. ”

"Then I'll take the lead. Hearing Zhang Yu call his name, Liao Jing, who was whispering at the same table, did not hesitate at all, for him who had been a cadre on duty, it was not a big deal to perform on stage, and he was named by Zhang Yu, he actually felt flattered, it was a madman who even obeyed Lin Ang, a humanoid monster, and Zhang Ye was also broken in front of him.

Compared with the last Autumn Games, most of the students who signed up for the New Year's Day party were students from the county seat, and compared with the students from the towns below, they had more advantages, whether it was the funds or the environment needed to learn these things.

Cheng Xue was moved by Lin Mengyao's so-called class committee members to take the lead, and signed up for modern dance with several girls in the class.

There is no rehearsal room in Pingyang No. 1 Middle School, so students can only find a place to contact by themselves, Zhang Yu scolded the current principal in his heart, but he still took the task of applying for a rehearsal room, the principal's behavior is not only this, Zhang Yu was in his third year of high school, the new stadium has not been built, the principal announced the demolition of the playground, although the playground is very broken, but at least the students still have a place to exercise.

Relying on the relationship between He Jun and this guy, Zhang Yu applied for a Pule wood-floored classroom on the teaching building from the school as the activity room before the New Year's Day of the third class, which was to take care of Cheng Xue's dance rehearsals.

The rehearsal of the New Year's Day party program can not delay the normal class, students can only practice in the evening self-study time, the name of the dance signed up by Cheng Xue is called Snow Flower, and the background music is Snow Flower of RB singer Mika Nakajima.

As the squad leader of the third class, Zhang Yu was assigned by Lin Mengyao as the so-called errand runner, and Zhou Xi, the guy, infiltrated the rehearsal room under the pretext of chatting with Zhang Yu, and was fortunate to witness the charming posture of several girls, although they were not fully developed, they were already bumpy and convex.

Sitting on the mat bought with the class fee, Zhang Yu lost his mind and began to think about his next novel.

Those novels that once sold well in his memory turned over in his mind, but Zhang Yu was not ready to plagiarize again, because when the idea of plagiarism popped up in his heart, Zhang Yu actually had a kind of resistance from the bottom of his heart, what others are someone else's, but Zhang Yu wants to create his own story.

It's not the first time Zhang Yu has this thought, in his previous life, he used to talk about the online literature industry with familiar people, and people often ask him "Do you make money writing this" "I heard that xxx is very popular, why don't you write a similar novel"

Zhang Yu once studied those novels that became popular in the singularity, but in the end he didn't follow the trend, but insisted on his own style, although it wasn't until the novel before the rebirth that there were some achievements, in the eyes of many people, the Internet writer is not a serious profession, that is, just playing, but Zhang Yu wants to say "As a writer, my brother also has his own pride." ”

Zhang Yu doesn't want to write other people's things, he wants to write his own novels, the world and plot created by him little by little.

decided to write original, Zhang Yu's first thought was to continue to write about rebirth, but to change the type, you can trace the era of rebirth back to his father's era, the era of 10,000 households, through hard work, earn the first pot of gold in life, walk ahead of others every step of the way, build a business empire, the name Zhang Yu also thought about, the business empire of rebirth.

You can also be reborn back to China around 98 years, in that era when the Internet was just emerging, create QQ or Alibaba, any company in Baidu, you can also open an Internet café first, the Internet café in that era is very profitable, and then buy the equity of the real developer of the legend wemade from Actoz, a company that has obtained the right to act as a legend, and hold this company, so that the legend, China's first popular online game, has become his own money-absorbing weapon, and become the richest man in China in that era, this is the plot that Zhang Yu once designed in one of his novels, and the plot is well designed, but it's a pity, Zhang Yu's pen power at that time was not enough to support.

Countless ideas came out of Zhang Yu's mind, many of which were things that had been written before, but a few years later, Zhang Yu could create unscrupulously, an Internet legend, and an Internet tycoon.

You can go back to Hong Kong in the eighties and nineties, when the entertainment industry was the most developed, make the best movies, meet those legendary beautiful actresses, and promote those future entertainment industry celebrities to dominate Hong Kong's entertainment industry.

You can also write a reborn officialdom novel, "The Official Road of Rebirth" is the first officialdom novel that Zhang Yu has ever read, and it is with this novel that he became one of the gods of the singularity, and it also set off a wave of officialdom.

Holding his forehead, Zhang Yu sighed, the three novels in his previous life were all urban types, in this life, whether it is the Great Nirvana, or now, his first thought is an urban novel, in fact, he can also write other genres, fantasy, Xianxia, science fiction, online games, history, there are many types that he can choose from, who makes himself dabble in a wide range.

Looking at the white skin exposed under Cheng Xue's dance suit during the spinning, Zhang Yu remembered the novel "Super Breeder" written before his rebirth.

Although "Super Breeder" only wrote more than 200,000 words, more than 300,000 clicks are enough to show that Zhang Yu's creation of this novel is successful and innovative in genre.

"Senior class leader, isn't it beautiful for us Xue'er to dance?" The reverie was interrupted by Lin Mengyao, several people had already finished the rehearsal, sweat broke out on their foreheads, and handed over the towel and water, Zhang Yu did not answer Lin Mengyao's question.

When she took the towel, Cheng Xue's face flashed an unnatural red, and she immediately turned her head to look into the distance.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yu knocked on Zhou Xi and pulled this guy out of the ideological level.

"Boss, I have to say, a madman is a madman, you just stared at Cheng Xue for ten minutes, and you didn't blush. Zhou Xi turned his stiff neck, the attraction of the girl was too great, especially the snow-white skin that loomed when dancing, but Zhou Xi only dared to sneak a few glances, what he admired was that Zhang Yu stared at Cheng Xue, the school flower, without changing his face, "Moreover, for at least two minutes, your eyes stayed on Cheng Xue's chest!"

Shaking his head, he was thinking too much at that time, and his eyes were not focused, but he didn't expect that the place where he could see was Cheng Xue's chest, no wonder Lin Mengyao would ask such a strange question.