It's destined to be an unforgettable Monday.

At three o'clock in the morning, bloodshot Geng Yunhe and Zhang Zhifang walked down the sparse street and watched the postal car stop in front of the newsstand and distribute a large stack of magazines.

They hurriedly walked over and saw that "Wuxia Weekly" was hung in the most conspicuous position by the stall owner, and looked at each other, their smiles full of exhaustion and satisfaction.

Today is the day when "Liancheng Jue" came out.

At half past six in the morning, the beautiful girls in the 702 dormitory finally had a good night's sleep after a week of day and night, and they got out of the bed and went into the bathroom one by one early in the morning, dressed up beautifully.

Today is the day when "Three Kingdoms Killing" was published and delivered.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Zhang Xueyuan appeared on time in the office of the company of Tian Lai Music Production.

He sat in his office chair and played with the tape in his hand. Although there were only a few simple game soundtracks in it, it made him think about too much, and his expression was full of curiosity.

Today is the day when Zhou Lin came to pick up the soundtrack of "Zhou's Square".

At nine o'clock in the morning, Wang Xiaotian, who was well-dressed in a suit and tie, appeared in the patent department of the Songjiang Municipal Bureau of Industry and Commerce, and for the first time in his life, he represented a client in legal affairs as a lawyer.

Today is the day when the "Zhou's square" is patented.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Ren Feifei dialed Zhou Lin's phone, and after a few simple words, she smiled.

Today is the day when the Tai Chi band practiced together for the first time.

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Hitting the back of the head with his foot is a portrayal of Zhou Lin's true state on this Monday morning, who let him spread the stall so big, and he deserved to be busy.

Today is the day when the first version of "Three Kingdoms" and the art part of "Zhou's Square" are delivered, and it is the key to whether the game can be carried out smoothly, so he naturally has to spend more time.

On the other hand, Zhang Xueyuan also called to tell him that the soundtrack was ready, and he could go over and pick it up at any time.

After careful planning, Zhou Lin decided to go to Tianlai Company first.

After stepping out of the elevator and coming to the door of the company, the beautiful front desk stood up with a smile, bowed to him almost ninety degrees, and said in a sweet voice: "Good morning Mr. Zhou, welcome to you, you are here to find Director Zhang, I will help you lead the way." ”

It was not the first time for Zhou Lin to come, but the beautiful front desk did not give him a chance to decline, and took the lead in front.

From the attitude of the beautiful woman's front desk, you can see the change in Zhou Lin's status.

The first time she came to Tianlai, she turned Zhou Lin away and couldn't enter.

The second time she came to Tianlai, her attitude improved but her tone was reserved.

This time, she not only had a good attitude, but also deliberately twisted her hips when she led the way, desperately trying to show the charm of a mature woman to Zhou Lin behind her.

If Zhou Lin is really an eighteen-year-old young man, eighty percent can't stand this motor-like twisting, but unfortunately although he is physically a dragon and a tiger who wakes up every morning with a pillar of raw melon eggs, psychologically he is a big bastard in his thirties who has played and played and wandered and been tired, and this little coquettish is really not enough to seduce him.

The beautiful front desk shook all the way from the door to the front of Zhang Xueyuan's office, her waist was about to break and she didn't see any reaction from Zhou Lin, she just wanted to throw another straightforward wink, but Zhou Lin had already pushed the door open and got in.

"Is the old lady's ass so unattractive?" the beautiful woman front desk was angry and hateful.

As soon as Zhou Lin walked into Zhang Xueyuan's office, he heard a familiar melody wafting inside.

It is the soundtrack of Super Mario, a game that swept the world in the previous life, and the light melody jumps in the office, which makes people feel uplifted.

"Brother Zhang, is it so leisurely?" Zhou Lin said with a smile.

Zhang Xueyuan didn't speak, only stared at Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin was furious by him and asked, "Hey, what are you looking at?"

"I want to see what's in your head. Zhang Xueyuan said, "I can see that you are not a genius at all, you are a demon! If you are not a demon, how can you write so many soundtracks at once?"

"Thank you for the compliment. Zhou Lin said shamelessly, "The soundtrack is ready, I'm in a hurry to use it." ”

"It's all done. Zhang Xueyuan took out a disc and said, "I kept a copy in private, don't you mind?"

"It's up to you. Zhou Lin took the disc.

Zhang Xueyuan said: "Do you have any new works recently?"

Zhou Lin shook his head. Of course, he has new works, but unfortunately they are for his own band, and they can't be fattened and flowed into the fields of outsiders.

Zhang Xueyuan smiled and said: "Don't lie, your kid's talent is about to flow out, how about writing me two more songs?"

"Think about it. Zhou Lin said, "Who do you want to sing to?" Declare in advance, don't say anything about the surname Bai." ”

"It's Wei Hai, that kid is quite good at being a man. You wait. Zhang Xueyuan picked up the phone on the table and dialed an internal number.

Within a few minutes, there was a knock on the office door, and Zhang Xueyuan said, "Come in." ”

It was Wei Hai who came in, the newcomer that the company was going to support, with long hair, a very delicate appearance, but wearing a denim suit full of holes, exuding a deliberately created decadent atmosphere.

Wei Hai came in and greeted Zhang Xueyuan first, and when his eyes fell on Zhou Lin, he said with a constricted expression: "You are the teacher who wrote "You at the Same Table", I have heard your name for a long time!"

This guy is at least three or four years older than Zhou Lin, but he put on a look of enthusiasm for juniors and fans, holding Zhou Lin's hand and not letting go, flattering words and squirting out money, if Zhou Lin was really only eighteen years old, he would have been stunned by him.

Zhang Xueyuan watched the excitement for a long time before he smiled and said, "Okay, Wei Hai, don't be a sycophant." Zhou Lin is not as stupid as you think, don't think that a few good words can fool him. ”

Wei Hai blushed, and said with a smile: "Teacher Zhou, I don't mean anything else, I really like the song "You at the Same Table", and thank you for speaking up, otherwise the song would have been snatched away by the surname Bai." ”

"Don't thank me, I also take the money to do things. You follow Brother Zhang well, and I'll help you write a few more songs when I have time. "Zhou Lin doesn't hate Wei Hai.

If it is a person, it will seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and it will be red and white, this kind of thing Zhou Lin did not do less in his previous life, and he can't despise anyone because of this.

Besides, Wei Hai is clearly the person Zhang Xueyuan wants to support, and Zhou Lin thinks that he has a little friendship with Zhang Xueyuan, so he has to do something to show his attitude.

Zhou Lin's casual words were a big surprise in Wei Hai's ears, and he thanked him again and again, and invited Zhou Lin to dinner.

"I don't have to eat, I'm busy. Zhou Lin waved his hand, "When you become popular, I'll ask you for help and don't refuse." ”

"I'm definitely not ungrateful!" Wei Hai assured.

Forget about this kind of guarantee, Zhou Lin took the disc and said goodbye to Zhang Xueyuan, and rushed to the next date.