Chapter Ninety-Three: Did an Honest Man Dig Your Ancestral Grave?

Yu Yan looked at Zhao Yu and smiled, thinking that people with concepts in the seventies didn't know how to have such a thing as a folk song in their minds, he patted Zhao Yu on the shoulder: "This may be a work that wants to create a genre." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Hehe......" Zhao Yu hehehe, this kind of random shouting can also be called a song? He really didn't understand it, if it weren't for his apprentice showing undoubted talent, he would definitely not be just hehe.

"It's called a better expression of the heart in a stronger form." Yu Yan said and watched Zhao Yu pay the money and the two went out of the studio together, to be honest, his confidence was not too great, but if he didn't succeed, he could try to see if the top key could come in handy, anyway, he didn't have to use it in vain, and he didn't have any emergencies now.

At dinner time that afternoon, Yu Yan finally decided on one thing...... The girlfriend at the same table has not changed as in her previous life, yes, it is the girl who was accidentally bumped into by Yu Yan in the grove.

In the evening self-study, Yu Yan looked at the table and thought about it: "Brother Xiao...... How far have you and your girlfriend got? ”

"Hmm...... Pulled hands. The same table smiled a little embarrassedly, Yu Yan couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic when he looked at him, so he just took his hand and was happy fart? Your girlfriend gave you a green hat! Do you think she's as pure as you think?

The person at the table is a standard honest person, as can be seen from last week's Yuan Cuntou incident. It's not cool to think of the mate selection criteria of those prodigal girls who circulated in the previous life, and the honest man dug up your ancestral grave? !

On the surface, thinking that Yu Yan didn't show it on his face, and led the topic elsewhere, the two chatted for a while, and quickly ended the conversation, I don't know what the attitude of the same table is towards this kind of thing, and I just said that, do you believe it at the same table? When the time comes to be that. What should I do if I bite back?

Another lottery? Mantra charms? I don't necessarily have to be able to draw it, and I don't want to waste my life like this, at least this kind of thing that is not so urgent doesn't need to be wasted.

After class in the evening, Yu Yan sent the Chinese teacher back to the community, first found an Internet café and sent the noon recording to the mailbox he remembered in his previous life, and specially noted that the three songs were his original and attached a paragraph.

In fact, it is to help this director analyze and analyze the benefits of choosing himself, and there is no modesty in the words, and this is not the time to be modest, he clearly stated that there are many original songs for him, and if these three are not suitable and you are willing to give yourself another chance, you can listen to others.

In addition, Yu Yan was not polite about topical questions, and directly said that he was very talented in writing, and he was about to publish his work, and if he didn't believe it, he could call Qindao Literary Publishing House. And the explosiveness of an all-round genius on the topic is undoubtedly huge, especially since the collection of works he wants to publish is not an ordinary collection of essays.

After all, the talent show is a show, not charity, and the topicality must not be less, and the success of The Voice lies in the combination of the singer himself and the topicality of the song, and Yu Yan is not polite at all. In terms of literature, the director doesn't know, but the director of the lyrics and songs attached to him should be able to see his talent, these songs are classics in the previous life.

He was still a little nervous about clicking to send, he knew that time was precious for these people, so he wrote very few polite words, and he basically considered every sentence on the email during his evening self-study.

After returning home, lying on the bed, Yu Yan fell asleep thinking about these things, got up early the next morning, went to the Internet café before going to the Anju community, and opened the mailbox a little nervously, but there was no reply.

went to the school with the Chinese teacher in the Anju community, Yu Yan did not go directly to the classroom but inquired about some things first, and after inquiring, he sympathized with his fellow tablemates, damn, did the honest man recruit you to provoke you?! !

In class, Yu Yan looked at the same table: "Brother Xiao, I have something I can't decide, can you help me think about it?" ”

"What's the matter?" The same table was stunned.

"I happened to bump into a friend of mine who was green, do you think I should tell him?" After inquiring about the previous matter, Yu Yan decided to be more direct.

The same table looked at Yu Yan: "No...... Is it me? He obviously thought of what Yu Yan asked him yesterday, how did he think and think that he was specially asked yesterday.

Yu Yan wanted to say Brother Xiao, you are not stupid, but this sentence still couldn't be said when he laughed at it, and it didn't seem like a joke about this matter in front of him, although Yu Yan just wanted to make the table not so sad. After thinking about it, Yu Yan nodded solemnly: "Hmm." ”

"I ...... I? The faces of my table mates were full of disbelief, "I ...... By...... Green? ”

Yu Yan patted the shoulder of the tablemate: "Where is there no grass at the end of the world?" Brother Xiao, I have always felt that it is not difficult to find a better one on your terms, and besides, no one is really worthy of your anger or anything......"

Yu Yan looked at the somewhat sluggish reaction of the same table and persuaded, maybe the blow was too deep, the person at the same table looked medium and had a good family background, and the most important thing was that he was very good to his girlfriend, and I think this is also the reason why the girl is good with the same table.

"Fall in love with a wild horse, but I don't have a grassland at home......" I can't help but feel that this song came to my mind, specially, if you are a wild horse, go crazy yourself and don't harm people, okay!

After Yu Yan inquired, he learned that his girlfriend at the same table was having an affair everywhere, that is to say, this kind of thing in the grove field may not be the first time and not only with that person! It's just that no one else may know except for herself and those boys, and her classmates feel that this girl is too close to other boys.

And if it weren't for Yu Yan bumping into something in the grove, I'm afraid I would have felt that this woman was a little more open, and I wouldn't have thought that it was actually this kind of. Son, and because of this situation, he is not afraid of being beaten by the woman.

In this class, the same table did not speak again, he kept staring at the textbook, his eyes were slightly glazed, and there was no reaction between classes, until the next class started, Yu Yan didn't say anything more when he saw this.

This situation lasted until school at noon, Yu Yan patted the shoulder of the same table and went out of the school gate with Lin Xiyan, and then left the Anju community or went to the Internet café first, opened the mailbox and still did not reply, and at noon I learned guitar at Zhao Yu's place, and rubbed a meal by the way.

In the afternoon, the same table recovered, but the expression on his face was still a little decadent.

After dinner in the evening, Yu Yan returned to his seat not long after hearing someone looking for him, I thought it was Yu Le, but I didn't expect it to be the girlfriend at the same table, I thought it should be called the ex-girlfriend at the same table, right?

The girl looked at Yu Yan: "What are you doing?" ”

As soon as Yu Yan was about to speak, the girl continued: "How noble are you than me?" You think I don't know that little about you? ”

it? What's the matter with me? Yu Yan looked at the girl in front of him with a strange expression.

(It's past eleven o'clock when I went back to the dormitory, so I'm sorry for any problems after I finished writing in a hurry.) )