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"Can't you really be accommodating?"

"Can't!"

"I'm your teacher, and you're so faceless?"

Meng Xiaoman narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Ruofan unkindly.

Shrinking his neck, Zhang Ruofan didn't want to give this 'Huaxia Dream' to the hands of a person who didn't know anything, so he stiffened his neck, not to be outdone, "If you can meet the two requirements I just said, I will agree with you to be the vice president." ”

"A gentleman's word!"

"Whip the horse!"

"Okay, here you go!"

As he spoke, Meng Xiaoman took out two small notebooks from the drawer and threw them in front of Zhang Ruofan.

"What's that?"

Zhang Ruofan was a little puzzled, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"See for yourself~"

Picking up two small notebooks and seeing the bronzing words on the cover, Zhang Ruofan was taken aback, "Qingda game development doctoral certificate, Qingda marketing undergraduate degree certificate?" Really? ”

"What do you say?"

"Fake?"

Meng Xiaoman began to snap his fingers again.

Zhang Ruofan was so frightened that he took a big step back, and hurriedly explained: "Didn't you graduate from a sports college?" ”

Meng Xiaoman changed to another hand.

"Okay, when I'm confirmed, if there is no problem, I'll agree."

"Then hurry up and confirm!"

This time it was no longer one hand breaking the fingers of the other, but the fingers of each hand bent on its own, then opened and bent again, clicking.

I was almost driven crazy by this woman, the first time I saw this kind of applicant, I actually threatened the boss with force.

"How do you check it now?"

"Stupid, use a computer."

……

On the way home, Zhang Ruofan laughed twice from time to time, attracting strange eyes from passers-by, many people shook their heads and said secretly: "Another child who was driven crazy by the college entrance examination." ”

What others think, Zhang Ruofan doesn't care, an unregistered studio, the first game, as soon as the distribution volume on the day of release was bought by all players, is there anything more gratifying than this, as for the first day only launched 50,000 copies, in his opinion, it is completely understandable, of course, the happiest thing is that it is just such an empty shelf, but there is still a doctor to apply, and it is not okay not to agree.

Rubbing his reddened ears, Zhang Ruofan handed over all the things to Meng Xiaoman, including the matter of registering the studio, looking at the expression on the other party's face, he didn't want to mention how happy he was.

Humming a small tune, I met an acquaintance downstairs in my house, wearing a light blue cheongsam to show the perfect figure to the fullest, with her hair tied up behind her head, looking like a lady.

"Teacher Duan, what about a walk?"

Teacher Duan moved to this community three years ago, alone, came here to hold a music training class, not to mention that the teaching is really good, the most powerful thing is that he is proficient in all musical instruments, he really made Zhang Ruofan worship for a long time, and pulled his mother to register for himself, but he gave up after two days of learning, it was too difficult.

Because of this matter, she was not less affected by her mother at the beginning, and it was not until the end that Teacher Duan personally came to the door to refund the tuition fee, and Lin Wanru spared Zhang Ruofan.

So for Teacher Duan, Zhang Ruofan is grateful to the other party from the bottom of his heart, if he stays somewhere else, don't think about retreating at all, Lin Wanru doesn't know what to say about him.

"Well, if you're out of school, it's time to take the college entrance examination, you have to review hard and strive for a good score."

"Hey...... Good! ”

This greeting Zhang Ruofan is just a habitual greeting, and usually Teacher Duan will only respond lightly, and then leave, who knows that today not only responded with a smile, but also said so many words, which was really unexpected to him.

I thought it would be over, but who knew that Mr. Duan suddenly turned around, "By the way, Ruofan, do you know how to compose songs?" ”

"Me? Teacher Duan, don't be kidding, how can I know that thing. ”

Zhang Ruofan vetoed it, the two worlds, no matter which side, music seems to be insulated from Zhang Ruofan, when he went to KTV, he was the only one who sat from beginning to end, and at the same time he didn't dare to let him go on stage, the voice was simple.

Can't sing well, but still create?

"Oh, that's fine."

After the two separated, Zhang Ruofan walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, touched his chin, and found that what he just said was not entirely right, although it is true that he can't sing himself, but if he writes...... With Superbrain, those classic songs in another world can be said to be self-composed in principle, right?

The figure of the teacher is gone,Of course, this is just a subconscious behavior,But there is no idea of telling the world about this kind of thing,Whether it is the appearance of Panpan or "Contra",It's not something that a student should do,An intelligent pinyin input method is known by the family,That's also forced to be helpless,If these things are known again,Then something really happened。

However, the matter of music creation seems to have taken root in my heart, and I can't get rid of it.

When I returned home, I found that my mother was the only one, and my father was not there.

"Mom, where's my dad?"

Putting down the schoolbag, Zhang Ruofan ran into the kitchen.

"Your dad won't come back today because of something at work."

Lin Wanru answered her son while choosing vegetables.

"Something again?"

Throwing the vegetables in his hand into the vegetable basket, Lin Wanru said angrily: "It's not that He Dewen, and I don't know where I invited Mr. Lin Zhengdong's students to post a review article, and then the two authors of "Little Hero Magazine", Yun Xing and Canghai, also issued a statement, expressing their determination to sell the magazines of the two newspapers tomorrow, and they will definitely double the "Seedling Magazine", so that readers can see the real fairy tales, and drive out some authors who can only be opportunistic out of the fairy tale author circle, you say, What is going on? ”

Coming at yourself? Saying that he is opportunistic and not a real insider? A fairy tale written by yourself is not a real fairy tale?

"Mom, where's the newspaper?"

"On the coffee table in the living room, as soon as your dad saw this article, he didn't even bother to drink the hot tea as soon as he sat down, and ran away again, you ...... Hey! What about people? ”

Raising her head, where is there still a son in the figure, Lin Wanru shook her head, muttered a few words, and continued to choose vegetables.

When he came to the living room, Zhang Ruofan saw today's "Longfeng Evening News" on the coffee table in the living room, and the entire first edition was almost reported by "Little Hero Magazine".

"Mr. Lin Zhengdong's student, handwritten book review, what is a real fairy tale! 》

"'Little Heroes' show your children real fairy tales! 》

"Yunxing: I was so disappointed in some magazines that I drove away from me who had been writing articles for them for two years for the sake of sales. 》

"Canghai: I am very confident that I will surpass the sales of a certain magazine tomorrow. 》

"Deputy Editor-in-Chief He Dewen: The loser will leave automatically, can Cangerteng dare to fight? 》

Zhang Ruofan was angry, you Yunxing colluded with He Dewen at the beginning, why didn't you say anything about squeezing out his father in order to let He Dewen's brother-in-law take the position, and now he is starting to confuse right and wrong and win sympathy. Although I don't know why the newspaper didn't report this last time, but this time I agreed to this challenge, didn't you say that I can't write fairy tales? Isn't it to say that I'm not a real author? Then I'll show you it. "Mr. Meng, don't be funny, do you think the president is so easy to be, this is a game company, it requires a clear understanding of the game, it needs professional counterparts, and the market operation also needs to be understood."

"Can't you really be accommodating?"

"Can't!"

"I'm your teacher, and you're so faceless?"

Meng Xiaoman narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Ruofan unkindly.

Shrinking his neck, Zhang Ruofan didn't want to give this 'Huaxia Dream' to the hands of a person who didn't know anything, so he stiffened his neck, not to be outdone, "If you can meet the two requirements I just said, I will agree with you to be the vice president." ”

"A gentleman's word!"

"Whip the horse!"

"Okay, here you go!"

As he spoke, Meng Xiaoman took out two small notebooks from the drawer and threw them in front of Zhang Ruofan.

"What's that?"

Zhang Ruofan was a little puzzled, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"See for yourself~"

Picking up two small notebooks and seeing the bronzing words on the cover, Zhang Ruofan was taken aback, "Qingda game development doctoral certificate, Qingda marketing undergraduate degree certificate?" Really? ”

"What do you say?"

"Fake?"

Meng Xiaoman began to snap his fingers again.

Zhang Ruofan was so frightened that he took a big step back, and hurriedly explained: "Didn't you graduate from a sports college?" ”

Meng Xiaoman changed to another hand.

"Okay, when I'm confirmed, if there is no problem, I'll agree."

"Then hurry up and confirm!"

This time it was no longer one hand breaking the fingers of the other, but the fingers of each hand bent on its own, then opened and bent again, clicking.

I was almost driven crazy by this woman, the first time I saw this kind of applicant, I actually threatened the boss with force.

"How do you check it now?"

"Stupid, use a computer."

……

On the way home, Zhang Ruofan laughed twice from time to time, attracting strange eyes from passers-by, many people shook their heads and said secretly: "Another child who was driven crazy by the college entrance examination." ”

What others think, Zhang Ruofan doesn't care, an unregistered studio, the first game, as soon as the distribution volume on the day of release was bought by all players, is there anything more gratifying than this, as for the first day only launched 50,000 copies, in his opinion, it is completely understandable, of course, the happiest thing is that it is just such an empty shelf, but there is still a doctor to apply, and it is not okay not to agree.

Rubbing his reddened ears, Zhang Ruofan handed over all the things to Meng Xiaoman, including the matter of registering the studio, looking at the expression on the other party's face, he didn't want to mention how happy he was.

Humming a small tune, I met an acquaintance downstairs in my house, wearing a light blue cheongsam to show the perfect figure to the fullest, with her hair tied up behind her head, looking like a lady.

"Teacher Duan, what about a walk?"

Teacher Duan moved to this community three years ago, alone, came here to hold a music training class, not to mention that the teaching is really good, the most powerful thing is that he is proficient in all musical instruments, he really made Zhang Ruofan worship for a long time, and pulled his mother to register for himself, but he gave up after two days of learning, it was too difficult.

Because of this matter, she was not less affected by her mother at the beginning, and it was not until the end that Teacher Duan personally came to the door to refund the tuition fee, and Lin Wanru spared Zhang Ruofan.

So for Teacher Duan, Zhang Ruofan is grateful to the other party from the bottom of his heart, if he stays somewhere else, don't think about retreating at all, Lin Wanru doesn't know what to say about him.

"Well, if you're out of school, it's time to take the college entrance examination, you have to review hard and strive for a good score."

"Hey...... Good! ”

This greeting Zhang Ruofan is just a habitual greeting, and usually Teacher Duan will only respond lightly, and then leave, who knows that today not only responded with a smile, but also said so many words, which was really unexpected to him.

I thought it would be over, but who knew that Mr. Duan suddenly turned around, "By the way, Ruofan, do you know how to compose songs?" ”

"Me? Teacher Duan, don't be kidding, how can I know that thing. ”

Zhang Ruofan vetoed it, the two worlds, no matter which side, music seems to be insulated from Zhang Ruofan, when he went to KTV, he was the only one who sat from beginning to end, and at the same time he didn't dare to let him go on stage, the voice was simple.

Can't sing well, but still create?

"Oh, that's fine."

After the two separated, Zhang Ruofan walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, touched his chin, and found that what he just said was not entirely right, although it is true that he can't sing himself, but if he writes...... With Superbrain, those classic songs in another world can be said to be self-composed in principle, right?

The figure of the teacher is gone,Of course, this is just a subconscious behavior,But there is no idea of telling the world about this kind of thing,Whether it is the appearance of Panpan or "Contra",It's not something that a student should do,An intelligent pinyin input method is known by the family,That's also forced to be helpless,If these things are known again,Then something really happened。

However, the matter of music creation seems to have taken root in my heart, and I can't get rid of it.

When I returned home, I found that my mother was the only one, and my father was not there.

"Mom, where's my dad?"

Putting down the schoolbag, Zhang Ruofan ran into the kitchen.

"Your dad won't come back today because of something at work."

Lin Wanru answered her son while choosing vegetables.

"Something again?"

Throwing the vegetables in his hand into the vegetable basket, Lin Wanru said angrily: "It's not that He Dewen, and I don't know where I invited Mr. Lin Zhengdong's students to post a review article, and then the two authors of "Little Hero Magazine", Yun Xing and Canghai, also issued a statement, expressing their determination to sell the magazines of the two newspapers tomorrow, and they will definitely double the "Seedling Magazine", so that readers can see the real fairy tales, and drive out some authors who can only be opportunistic out of the fairy tale author circle, you say, What is going on? ”

Coming at yourself? Saying that he is opportunistic and not a real insider? A fairy tale written by yourself is not a real fairy tale?

"Mom, where's the newspaper?"

"On the coffee table in the living room, as soon as your dad saw this article, he didn't even bother to drink the hot tea as soon as he sat down, and ran away again, you ...... Hey! What about people? ”

Raising her head, where is there still a son in the figure, Lin Wanru shook her head, muttered a few words, and continued to choose vegetables.

When he came to the living room, Zhang Ruofan saw today's "Longfeng Evening News" on the coffee table in the living room, and the entire first edition was almost reported by "Little Hero Magazine".

"Mr. Lin Zhengdong's student, handwritten book review, what is a real fairy tale! 》

"'Little Heroes' show your children real fairy tales! 》

"Yunxing: I was so disappointed in some magazines that I drove away from me who had been writing articles for them for two years for the sake of sales. 》

"Canghai: I am very confident that I will surpass the sales of a certain magazine tomorrow. 》

"Deputy Editor-in-Chief He Dewen: The loser will leave automatically, can Cangerteng dare to fight? 》

Zhang Ruofan was angry, you Yunxing colluded with He Dewen at the beginning, why didn't you say anything about squeezing out his father in order to let He Dewen's brother-in-law take the position, and now he is starting to confuse right and wrong and win sympathy. Although I don't know why the newspaper didn't report this last time, but this time I agreed to this challenge, didn't you say that I can't write fairy tales? Isn't it to say that I'm not a real author? Then I'll show you it. "Mr. Meng, don't be funny, do you think the president is so easy to be, this is a game company, it requires a clear understanding of the game, it needs professional counterparts, and the market operation also needs to be understood."

"Can't you really be accommodating?"

"Can't!"

"I'm your teacher, and you're so faceless?"

Meng Xiaoman narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Ruofan unkindly.

Shrinking his neck, Zhang Ruofan didn't want to give this 'Huaxia Dream' to the hands of a person who didn't know anything, so he stiffened his neck, not to be outdone, "If you can meet the two requirements I just said, I will agree with you to be the vice president." ”

"A gentleman's word!"

"Whip the horse!"

"Okay, here you go!"

As he spoke, Meng Xiaoman took out two small notebooks from the drawer and threw them in front of Zhang Ruofan.

"What's that?"

Zhang Ruofan was a little puzzled, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"See for yourself~"

Picking up two small notebooks and seeing the bronzing words on the cover, Zhang Ruofan was taken aback, "Qingda game development doctoral certificate, Qingda marketing undergraduate degree certificate?" Really? ”

"What do you say?"

"Fake?"

Meng Xiaoman began to snap his fingers again.

Zhang Ruofan was so frightened that he took a big step back, and hurriedly explained: "Didn't you graduate from a sports college?" ”

Meng Xiaoman changed to another hand.

"Okay, when I'm confirmed, if there is no problem, I'll agree."

"Then hurry up and confirm!"

This time it was no longer one hand breaking the fingers of the other, but the fingers of each hand bent on its own, then opened and bent again, clicking.

I was almost driven crazy by this woman, the first time I saw this kind of applicant, I actually threatened the boss with force.

"How do you check it now?"

"Stupid, use a computer."

……

On the way home, Zhang Ruofan laughed twice from time to time, attracting strange eyes from passers-by, many people shook their heads and said secretly: "Another child who was driven crazy by the college entrance examination." ”

What others think, Zhang Ruofan doesn't care, an unregistered studio, the first game, as soon as the distribution volume on the day of release was bought by all players, is there anything more gratifying than this, as for the first day only launched 50,000 copies, in his opinion, it is completely understandable, of course, the happiest thing is that it is just such an empty shelf, but there is still a doctor to apply, and it is not okay not to agree.

Rubbing his reddened ears, Zhang Ruofan handed over all the things to Meng Xiaoman, including the matter of registering the studio, looking at the expression on the other party's face, he didn't want to mention how happy he was.

Humming a small tune, I met an acquaintance downstairs in my house, wearing a light blue cheongsam to show the perfect figure to the fullest, with her hair tied up behind her head, looking like a lady.

"Teacher Duan, what about a walk?"

Teacher Duan moved to this community three years ago, alone, came here to hold a music training class, not to mention that the teaching is really good, the most powerful thing is that he is proficient in all musical instruments, he really made Zhang Ruofan worship for a long time, and pulled his mother to register for himself, but he gave up after two days of learning, it was too difficult.

Because of this matter, she was not less affected by her mother at the beginning, and it was not until the end that Teacher Duan personally came to the door to refund the tuition fee, and Lin Wanru spared Zhang Ruofan.

So for Teacher Duan, Zhang Ruofan is grateful to the other party from the bottom of his heart, if he stays somewhere else, don't think about retreating at all, Lin Wanru doesn't know what to say about him.

"Well, if you're out of school, it's time to take the college entrance examination, you have to review hard and strive for a good score."

"Hey...... Good! ”

This greeting Zhang Ruofan is just a habitual greeting, and usually Teacher Duan will only respond lightly, and then leave, who knows that today not only responded with a smile, but also said so many words, which was really unexpected to him.

I thought it would be over, but who knew that Mr. Duan suddenly turned around, "By the way, Ruofan, do you know how to compose songs?" ”

"Me? Teacher Duan, don't be kidding, how can I know that thing. ”

Zhang Ruofan vetoed it, the two worlds, no matter which side, music seems to be insulated from Zhang Ruofan, when he went to KTV, he was the only one who sat from beginning to end, and at the same time he didn't dare to let him go on stage, the voice was simple.

Can't sing well, but still create?

"Oh, that's fine."

After the two separated, Zhang Ruofan walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, touched his chin, and found that what he just said was not entirely right, although it is true that he can't sing himself, but if he writes...... With Superbrain, those classic songs in another world can be said to be self-composed in principle, right?

The figure of the teacher is gone,Of course, this is just a subconscious behavior,But there is no idea of telling the world about this kind of thing,Whether it is the appearance of Panpan or "Contra",It's not something that a student should do,An intelligent pinyin input method is known by the family,That's also forced to be helpless,If these things are known again,Then something really happened。

However, the matter of music creation seems to have taken root in my heart, and I can't get rid of it.

When I returned home, I found that my mother was the only one, and my father was not there.

"Mom, where's my dad?"

Putting down the schoolbag, Zhang Ruofan ran into the kitchen.

"Your dad won't come back today because of something at work."

Lin Wanru answered her son while choosing vegetables.

"Something again?"

Throwing the vegetables in his hand into the vegetable basket, Lin Wanru said angrily: "It's not that He Dewen, and I don't know where I invited Mr. Lin Zhengdong's students to post a review article, and then the two authors of "Little Hero Magazine", Yun Xing and Canghai, also issued a statement, expressing their determination to sell the magazines of the two newspapers tomorrow, and they will definitely double the "Seedling Magazine", so that readers can see the real fairy tales, and drive out some authors who can only be opportunistic out of the fairy tale author circle, you say, What is going on? ”

Coming at yourself? Saying that he is opportunistic and not a real insider? A fairy tale written by yourself is not a real fairy tale?

"Mom, where's the newspaper?"

"On the coffee table in the living room, as soon as your dad saw this article, he didn't even bother to drink the hot tea as soon as he sat down, and ran away again, you ...... Hey! What about people? ”

Raising her head, where is there still a son in the figure, Lin Wanru shook her head, muttered a few words, and continued to choose vegetables.

When he came to the living room, Zhang Ruofan saw today's "Longfeng Evening News" on the coffee table in the living room, and the entire first edition was almost reported by "Little Hero Magazine".

"Mr. Lin Zhengdong's student, handwritten book review, what is a real fairy tale! 》

"'Little Heroes' show your children real fairy tales! 》

"Yunxing: I was so disappointed in some magazines that I drove away from me who had been writing articles for them for two years for the sake of sales. 》

"Canghai: I am very confident that I will surpass the sales of a certain magazine tomorrow. 》

"Deputy Editor-in-Chief He Dewen: The loser will leave automatically, can Cangerteng dare to fight? 》

Zhang Ruofan was angry, you Yunxing colluded with He Dewen at the beginning, why didn't you say anything about squeezing out his father in order to let He Dewen's brother-in-law take the position, and now he is starting to confuse right and wrong and win sympathy. Although I don't know why the newspaper didn't report this last time, but this time I agreed to this challenge, didn't you say that I can't write fairy tales? Isn't it to say that I'm not a real author? Then I'll show you it. "Mr. Meng, don't be funny, do you think the president is so easy to be, this is a game company, it requires a clear understanding of the game, it needs professional counterparts, and the market operation also needs to be understood."

"Can't you really be accommodating?"

"Can't!"

"I'm your teacher, and you're so faceless?"

Meng Xiaoman narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Ruofan unkindly.

Shrinking his neck, Zhang Ruofan didn't want to give this 'Huaxia Dream' to the hands of a person who didn't know anything, so he stiffened his neck, not to be outdone, "If you can meet the two requirements I just said, I will agree with you to be the vice president." ”

"A gentleman's word!"

"Whip the horse!"

"Okay, here you go!"

As he spoke, Meng Xiaoman took out two small notebooks from the drawer and threw them in front of Zhang Ruofan.

"What's that?"

Zhang Ruofan was a little puzzled, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"See for yourself~"

Picking up two small notebooks and seeing the bronzing words on the cover, Zhang Ruofan was taken aback, "Qingda game development doctoral certificate, Qingda marketing undergraduate degree certificate?" Really? ”

"What do you say?"

"Fake?"

Meng Xiaoman began to snap his fingers again.

Zhang Ruofan was so frightened that he took a big step back, and hurriedly explained: "Didn't you graduate from a sports college?" ”

Meng Xiaoman changed to another hand.

"Okay, when I'm confirmed, if there is no problem, I'll agree."

"Then hurry up and confirm!"

This time it was no longer one hand breaking the fingers of the other, but the fingers of each hand bent on its own, then opened and bent again, clicking.

I was almost driven crazy by this woman, the first time I saw this kind of applicant, I actually threatened the boss with force.

"How do you check it now?"

"Stupid, use a computer."

……

On the way home, Zhang Ruofan laughed twice from time to time, attracting strange eyes from passers-by, many people shook their heads and said secretly: "Another child who was driven crazy by the college entrance examination." ”

What others think, Zhang Ruofan doesn't care, an unregistered studio, the first game, as soon as the distribution volume on the day of release was bought by all players, is there anything more gratifying than this, as for the first day only launched 50,000 copies, in his opinion, it is completely understandable, of course, the happiest thing is that it is just such an empty shelf, but there is still a doctor to apply, and it is not okay not to agree.

Rubbing his reddened ears, Zhang Ruofan handed over all the things to Meng Xiaoman, including the matter of registering the studio, looking at the expression on the other party's face, he didn't want to mention how happy he was.

Humming a small tune, I met an acquaintance downstairs in my house, wearing a light blue cheongsam to show the perfect figure to the fullest, with her hair tied up behind her head, looking like a lady.

"Teacher Duan, what about a walk?"

Teacher Duan moved to this community three years ago, alone, came here to hold a music training class, not to mention that the teaching is really good, the most powerful thing is that he is proficient in all musical instruments, he really made Zhang Ruofan worship for a long time, and pulled his mother to register for himself, but he gave up after two days of learning, it was too difficult.

Because of this matter, she was not less affected by her mother at the beginning, and it was not until the end that Teacher Duan personally came to the door to refund the tuition fee, and Lin Wanru spared Zhang Ruofan.

So for Teacher Duan, Zhang Ruofan is grateful to the other party from the bottom of his heart, if he stays somewhere else, don't think about retreating at all, Lin Wanru doesn't know what to say about him.

"Well, if you're out of school, it's time to take the college entrance examination, you have to review hard and strive for a good score."

"Hey...... Good! ”

This greeting Zhang Ruofan is just a habitual greeting, and usually Teacher Duan will only respond lightly, and then leave, who knows that today not only responded with a smile, but also said so many words, which was really unexpected to him.

I thought it would be over, but who knew that Mr. Duan suddenly turned around, "By the way, Ruofan, do you know how to compose songs?" ”

"Me? Teacher Duan, don't be kidding, how can I know that thing. ”

Zhang Ruofan vetoed it, the two worlds, no matter which side, music seems to be insulated from Zhang Ruofan, when he went to KTV, he was the only one who sat from beginning to end, and at the same time he didn't dare to let him go on stage, the voice was simple.

Can't sing well, but still create?

"Oh, that's fine."

After the two separated, Zhang Ruofan walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, touched his chin, and found that what he just said was not entirely right, although it is true that he can't sing himself, but if he writes...... With Superbrain, those classic songs in another world can be said to be self-composed in principle, right?

The figure of the teacher is gone,Of course, this is just a subconscious behavior,But there is no idea of telling the world about this kind of thing,Whether it is the appearance of Panpan or "Contra",It's not something that a student should do,An intelligent pinyin input method is known by the family,That's also forced to be helpless,If these things are known again,Then something really happened。

However, the matter of music creation seems to have taken root in my heart, and I can't get rid of it.

When I returned home, I found that my mother was the only one, and my father was not there.

"Mom, where's my dad?"

Putting down the schoolbag, Zhang Ruofan ran into the kitchen.

"Your dad won't come back today because of something at work."

Lin Wanru answered her son while choosing vegetables.

"Something again?"

Throwing the vegetables in his hand into the vegetable basket, Lin Wanru said angrily: "It's not that He Dewen, and I don't know where I invited Mr. Lin Zhengdong's students to post a review article, and then the two authors of "Little Hero Magazine", Yun Xing and Canghai, also issued a statement, expressing their determination to sell the magazines of the two newspapers tomorrow, and they will definitely double the "Seedling Magazine", so that readers can see the real fairy tales, and drive out some authors who can only be opportunistic out of the fairy tale author circle, you say, What is going on? ”

Coming at yourself? Saying that he is opportunistic and not a real insider? A fairy tale written by yourself is not a real fairy tale?

"Mom, where's the newspaper?"

"On the coffee table in the living room, as soon as your dad saw this article, he didn't even bother to drink the hot tea as soon as he sat down, and ran away again, you ...... Hey! What about people? ”

Raising her head, where is there still a son in the figure, Lin Wanru shook her head, muttered a few words, and continued to choose vegetables.

When he came to the living room, Zhang Ruofan saw today's "Longfeng Evening News" on the coffee table in the living room, and the entire first edition was almost reported by "Little Hero Magazine".

"Mr. Lin Zhengdong's student, handwritten book review, what is a real fairy tale! 》

"'Little Heroes' show your children real fairy tales! 》

"Yunxing: I was so disappointed in some magazines that I drove away from me who had been writing articles for them for two years for the sake of sales. 》

"Canghai: I am very confident that I will surpass the sales of a certain magazine tomorrow. 》

"Deputy Editor-in-Chief He Dewen: The loser will leave automatically, can Cangerteng dare to fight? 》

Zhang Ruofan was angry, you Yunxing colluded with He Dewen at the beginning, why didn't you say anything about squeezing out his father in order to let He Dewen's brother-in-law take the position, and now he is starting to confuse right and wrong and win sympathy. Although I don't know why the newspaper didn't report this last time, but this time I agreed to this challenge, didn't you say that I can't write fairy tales? Isn't it to say that I'm not a real author? Then I'll show you it.