The sudden attention made Chen Lang a little unexpected, but Chen Lang didn't change much, and he still lived in an orderly manner every day, but many people came to contribute to make Chen Lang a little busy, but fortunately, there was a virtuous helper, Tang Xiaomei was willing to help, and Ma Qian's assistance made Chen Lang a lot easier.

And after Tang Xiaomei knew that Ma Qian already had a boyfriend, the two of them were also a lot more affectionate, and the three of them helped review the manuscript together, but there were one or two love letters in these manuscripts, which made Chen Lang feel that the flesh on his waist rotated 180 degrees.

There was something that made Chen Lang very nerve-wracking, because the song "Mice Love Rice" that Chen Lang sang before singing made Chen Lang called to the office by the head teacher Dongfang Xin.

Looking at Dongfang Xin, who was still charming in front of him, Chen Lang looked embarrassed, because the head teacher asked Chen Lang and Tang Xiaomei if they were in early love. looked at Dongfang Xin's incomprehensible eyes, as if to say I know everything, if you kid lie to me, you will feel good with you.

Chen Lang had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "No, it's me who has a crush on Pepe, and "Mice Love Rice" was also written for her, all of which are my own meaning, Pepe doesn't know yet, and it has nothing to do with her." ”

"And Pepe, it's really affectionate." Dongfang Xin looked at Chen Lang with a playful expression.

"Teacher, you should have been young, you know that we all have an unspeakable affection for each other at our age, and Pepe is so beautiful, it would be strange if it didn't attract me."

"Then does Don Peipei like you?" Dongfang Xin asked.

"I don't know, I don't know, really. I never lie. ”

"Okay, I won't say more, if one of your grades drops, then I'll have to take care of both of you. Also, don't be so numb, so that the whole school knows about it. Dongfang Xin said angrily.

"Don't worry, teacher, our grades will definitely not drop." When Chen Lang heard that the head teacher didn't seem to have the intention of pursuing it, the stone in his heart finally landed.

"And the song "Mice Love Rice" was really written by you?" Dongfang Xin asked.

"It's true."

"I didn't see it, it's really versatile, maybe it can be used in the future, you go back, remember what I said."

"Thank you, teacher, I won't forget it." After saying that, Chen Lang ran away. In the classroom, Tang Xiaomei was a little restless, and when she saw Chen Lang coming back, she immediately asked, "What's the matter?" Why does the teacher call you? ”

"It's nothing, the teacher just asked me if I wrote "Mice Love Rice", and at the same time told me to pay attention to my studies and never drop my grades." Chen Lang pretended to be casual and said.

"That's good, it scared the hell out of me, I thought our affair was exposed." Tang Xiaomei patted her breasts, and Chen Lang's eyes were straight when she saw it, until she was woken up by Tang Xiaomei's glare, she said with a grim face, "What is our business?" ”

"I hate it, ignore you." After saying that, he turned around. Chen Lang also breathed a sigh of relief, it was better not to let Pepe know about this matter, it would only increase his troubles.

As soon as I got home in the evening, I saw my parents and sister sitting on the sofa, which was the rhythm of three sessions. Chen Lang had no choice but to put down his schoolbag and sit opposite the three of them.

Sister Chen Yun circled around the sofa where Chen Lang was sitting three times, which made Chen Lang inexplicable, so she had to divert everyone's attention, "Mom, I'm hungry, let's eat first." ”

"You kid sit down for me, I have something to ask you today." Father Chen patted Chen Lang and said.

"Okay, you ask." Chen Lang already knew what the family was going to ask, so he had to say helplessly.

"I heard that you wrote a song "Mice Love Rice" yourself." As soon as Chen Lang saw the smile on his parents' faces, he knew that there should be nothing wrong, so he directly admitted, "Yes, I wrote a song "Mice Love Rice", and it was used to confess to my girlfriend. ”

"Yo roar, I haven't asked yet, you will recruit it directly." Sister Chen Yun looked surprised.

"I did like a girl in our class named Don Peipei, and she liked me too, and we went out for a day last Saturday."

"Didn't you kid tell us that our classmates were hanging out together?" Mother Chen asked pretending to be angry.

"I accidentally said that I leaked my mouth, I was afraid that you would not agree, so I hid it from you, I was wrong, I'm sorry, Mom." After finishing speaking, he drilled into Chen's mother's arms and began to play treasure and sell cuteness, making the family cry and laugh.

"They're all fiction writers, and they're like children." Chen's mother looked at her baby son lovingly, and it was funny for a while, the whole atmosphere was destroyed, and her sister Chen Yun was annoyed.

"Lang Lang, you are fourteen years old, there are some things you have to grasp yourself, don't do anything you regret, you know?" Father Chen looked at Chen Lang and said meaningfully.

Chen Lang also understood people and knew what his father meant, so he immediately nodded and said, "Don't worry, we all know what to do and what not to do, and we will definitely not let your grades drop, you have to believe in your son." ”

"Okay, your dad and I both believe in you, let's eat now." Chen's mother lowered Chen Lang's forehead and said, Chen Lang also ran to the dining table with a cheer.

Only her sister Chen Yun looked sullen, and it seemed that the well-designed three-hall trial was unsuccessful, which made her very frustrated.

It's Tuesday school again, but the campus is very different from usual, with very few people moving around and even fewer leaving the school.

Only a few teachers who had finished class also hurried back to their offices, as if there was something urgent, while the rest of the students sat in the classroom waiting for something, and soon everyone fell silent because the campus radio was on.

"Dear teachers and students, hello everyone, welcome to the "Wolf Coming" campus radio.

First of all, I would like to thank you for your support, this week we have received a lot of letters from students on campus radio, and also put forward a lot of suggestions for our program, thank you very much. Well, let's get down to business, first of all, the news flash......"

"Well, the above is today's information broadcast, and the following is the 'Song Table' program, according to the letters we received from our classmates, we found that everyone's two requirements accounted for the vast majority.

One is to watch "Mice Love Rice" on demand, and the other is a little embarrassed and asks me to create another good song.

The first condition is very easy, but the second one, hahaha, of course, is not difficult for me, of course, this is not what I created on the spot, but it was written a long time ago, and I don't have the amazing talent to create on the spot. ”

The students' requirements are relatively consistent, and the on-demand "Mice Love Rice" is because this is a new song, and it is simple and easy to imitate, and it is a confessional divine comedy, so everyone wants to listen to the original song again.

As for the second requirement, everyone is looking forward to it and making it a little difficult, everyone hopes to embarrass Chen Lang, after all, Chen Lang is too genius, which makes everyone a little jealous, so it is embarrassing.

Of course, if you pass the test again, then you will also gain everyone's love and respect, and there is that young people worship idols, although Chen Lang is small, but he shows an unusual talent.

Everyone also has a more or less feeling of chasing stars, and the stars are still their classmates, which makes everyone feel more cordial.

"Okay, I'll sing "Mice Love Rice" first, I heard your voice, and I had a special feeling that made me keep thinking about it, and I didn't dare to forget your ...... again."

The students listened to the simple melody and began to sing along with Chen Lang, the singing was not loud at first, but later everyone found that when other classes seemed to sing along, it seemed to have a comparative meaning. The sound grew louder and louder, until finally all the voices came together and even overshadowed the sound of the radio.

The students also sang more and more excitedly, and finally some students even ran out of the classroom and sang with the students of other classes, and although the teacher did not sing aloud, he also hummed the melody in his mouth, with relish.

The teacher looked at the students singing and dancing together outside the classroom, and the people outside the school heard the neat singing from the school, and they all came to see what was going on.

Chen Lang in the broadcast studio finally felt that someone was singing along with him, but the door of the broadcast room was closed, so the voice was not too loud, and almost the whole school was singing.

It wasn't until the end of the song that the campus was quiet again, and the students who finished singing laughed at the students from other classes they didn't usually know, high-fived each other, and finally hugged each other and talked and laughed.

The campus is full of laughter, and the feeling of everyone singing together is like a concert, which makes people's adrenaline rush and feel a strange excitement, and in this atmosphere, it is easy to make the relationship between two people who do not know each other become intimate all at once.

"Okay, it seems that everyone has learned this simple song, thank you for your big support. Below, is another song I wrote, the song title "Childhood", I hope you like it. ”

"On the banyan tree by the pond, I know that summer is crying.

On the swing by the grass, only butterflies stop on it.

On the blackboard, the teacher's chalk was still chattering and writing desperately.

Waiting for the end of class, waiting for the end of school, waiting for the game of childhood.

There is everything in the welfare society, but there is no half a dime in the pocket.

Who the hell between Zhuge Shiro and the Devil Party grabbed that sword.

Why hasn't the girl in the next class passed by my window yet?

History in the mouth, cartoons in the hand, first love in the heart, childhood.

I always have to wait until before going to bed to know that I have only done a little bit of homework.

I always have to wait until after the exam to know that I didn't read any books.

An inch of time, an inch of gold, Mr. Jin said, it is difficult to buy an inch of time.

Day after day, year after year of confused childhood.

No one knows why the sun always goes down to the other side of the mountain.

No one can tell me if there are gods living in the mountains.

How many weekday memories are always a person facing the sky in a daze.

Just so curious, so fantasizing about such a lonely childhood.

Dragonflies fly over in the sun, patches of green rice paddies.

Watercolor crayons and kaleidoscopes can't draw a rainbow on the horizon.

When will I be able to have a mature and grown face like my senior classmates?

Looking forward to the fake, looking forward to tomorrow, looking forward to the childhood that grows up.

Day after day, year after year, looking forward to growing up in childhood. ”