Wang Sicong walked over with headphones and touched Liang Chen's forehead, and said sadly: "Child, you don't even know who Lin Junjie is?"

Liang Chen's eyes rolled as if I should know.

Wang Sicong said: "Liu Cong has seen you." ”

Liu Cong opened the notebook, his fingers danced rapidly, and the application window kept beating.

Database Virtual Links?

Through the collection of codes, a complete message was displayed, and he raised his eyes and said:

Lin Junjie, a first-line star of Tengxun Group. ”

"Because of the album "I Don't Understand", it became popular all over the country. ”

"There are more than 9 million followers, and recently there has been a huge drop in the fan group, dropping to more than 7 million. ”

"Personal assets are as high as more than 200 million yuan, and he owns a number of luxury villas. ”

"Personal Emotional Experience ............!"

Liang Chen looked at Liu Cong blankly, "Liu Cong, when did you become so powerful, are you a hacker?"

Liu Cong stretched out his finger to block his mouth, "Buddha Day, don't say it." ”

Wang Sicong asked, "Liang Chen, why did you suddenly ask him?"

"Because he's going to buy my songs!"

"What!"

Wang Sicong and the three of them were shocked by the news, although Lin Junjie is not the most well-known star in China, he is also a star known to every household, in the eyes of their students.

Lin Junjie can be regarded as a big man and a big star, no wonder Wang Sicong and the three of them were scared.

After some explanation, Wang Sicong and the others sorted out the whole thing, and said in unison: "So that's the case!"

Under Liu Cong's interpretation, Liang Chen knew that the world attaches great importance to any copyright, and his original songs have not yet been certified.

After discussion, everyone decided to conduct the certification online, and the 200 yuan certification fee was borne by Liang Chen himself.

Liu Cong logged on to China's largest original song website, registered an account for Liang Chen, opened the Chinese original treasure trove for authentication, and entered the score of Little Dimple.

The huge treasure trove of Chinese originals began a matching search, and less than five minutes later, the results of the certification came out.

"Congratulations to Mr. Liang Chen, the original song of Little Dimple has been successfully certified. ”

Liang Chen couldn't help but rejoice, fortunately, no one found out that the copyright was not registered, otherwise it would have been certified by others in advance, and he didn't know where he was crying.

Toot toot ......!

Liang Chen dialed Lin Junjie's phone and said, "Brother Junjie, I'm Liang Chen." ”

"It's you! ”

"Yes, but the price is too low?"

"How much more do you want...... Less?"

Liang Chen was silent for a moment, Wang Sicong and others listened nervously on the side, and said the price after everyone's discussion word by word.

"Fifty thousand, however, I have one condition, that is, to compose music and lyrics, it must be my name. ”

"Okay, deal. ”

"Let's go!"

Liang Chen hung up the phone, Wang Sicong and the three of them hugged him, they were all very excited, a song is 50,000 yuan, no one would have thought that there would be such a high price.

Only Liang Chen, who has experienced it in that world, knows that the potential of this song is far more than 50,000, and the price may be higher in the future.

The problem is that he is very short of money now, so he can only reluctantly cut his love and buy this very popular song to others.

The next day.

The phone rings!

"Lalala...... Demacia!"

"Lalalala....... ”

Liang Chen fumbled with his mobile phone in a daze, opened the lock of his mobile phone, and a message came into view.

Bank of China Tips:

Dear Mr. Liang, your debit card with a tail number of 38450 has a deposit of 50,000 yuan, if it is not operated by yourself, please change the password in time to prevent criminals from stealing the password.

Liang Chen's confused vision gradually became clearer, and he used his fingers to count the zeros behind them one by one, except for the zeros behind 5, one 0, two zeros, three zeros, and four zeros, until he completely counted them.

Now, he was sure that the money had arrived, and he got up excitedly and shouted: "Brothers, get up quickly, I have a treat today." ”

Wu Shizhao and the three of them got up with worried eyes, the meaning is obvious, if it is not a big meal, you will die.

School cafeteria.

Liang Chen held the bank card in his hand, and Wang Sicong and the others began a frantic sweep.

Wang Sicong smelled the aroma of food and said, "Auntie, that xiaolongbao, I got 20 of them." ”

Wu Shizhao was not far behind, carrying a bag of eggs in his left and right hands, after hesitating for a moment, he gave up the eggs in his hand, picked up the basin containing the eggs, and served it in a pot.

It seems that Liu Cong is still more gentle, he doesn't take much, five or six plates of fruit salad, and in general it is very little.

The three of them did not spare a single piece of food.

"Hey, fritters, bring me 20 packs. ”

"Soy milk, bring me six cups, thank you. ”

"And corn, bring me a bag. ”

Liang Chen really couldn't stand it, and persuaded him: "You ordered so much, can you finish eating?"

Wang Sicong looked at Wu Shizhao, Wu Shizhao looked at Liu Cong, and several people smiled slyly, "A few of us can't finish eating, but with you behind them, it's different." ”

After hearing this, Liang Chen turned around, and familiar faces were slowly walking towards him, all of them were classmates in the class.

Xiao Mulian is also among them, and the most conspicuous person is undoubtedly the overweight Cuihua.

Cuihua saw the fragrant buns, and ran to the window excitedly, "Auntie, bring me twenty buns." ”

One by one, the people in Class 7 began to order their favorite breakfast.

"Auntie, bring me a bowl of porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork. ”

"I want buns...... I want churros. ”

"Is there any ...... for cheong fun? ”

When Xiao Mulian passed by, she glanced at Liang Chen, whose face was pale, and said worriedly: "Are you okay, your face is so pale." ”

Liang Chen wiped his sweat, "It's okay, I'm just a little hot." ”

"Squad leader Wang invited you to breakfast, don't you eat it?"

"I'm full!"

Liang Chenna still had the heart to eat, and he entertained himself, but he made a dowry for others, how to make him not heartbroken.

There happened to be a classmate next to him who was carrying a guitar, so he borrowed it and gently plucked the strings.

A familiar feeling came to mind, in his previous life, he supported himself by playing the guitar, and now he just wants to use songs to express his mood at this moment.

The song "Lying", which was once popular all over the Internet, was sung by Lin Youjia sadly, and before he was reborn, he did bring him a lot of comfort and soothe his heart when he was sad.

The moral of the song is to express that a person is not lying, but Liang Chen feels that the whole song is lying!

Alone, he can only release pressure with lyrics.

"Ah...... Da la!"

The loud guitar sound echoed in his ears, and the people in Class 7 all stopped and looked at Liang Chen.

Gradually, the singing began to sound.

"I'm not lying, why should I lie"

"You know me, I'll never pretend to you"

"How can I lie, please don't think how memorable you are"

Wang Sicong was silent, the lies he had told before were gone, and the singing continued to be rendered.

"It's true that laughter is not me's strong"

"I haven't been to this restaurant in a long time"

"I didn't expect it to have been renovated"

"The window in the corner smells roses"

"It's ........................ to be said by you!"

"I'm not lying, why should I lie!"

Accompanied by two words "lying," a song ended in silence.

The voice is not top-notch, but the song contains a unique feeling, which can't help but make people wonder if the past life is like a lie.