One bright morning, the students started a new day.

The girl with the head of the ball looked at An Qing playfully: "Qingqing, can you give me a copy of the lyrics you sang at the bar that day." ”

"Yes, I'll write to you in a minute. ”

The two good sisters looked at each other and smiled, and everything was silent. Because the matter of slipping out of class is no longer a secret.

The teacher on the stage was lecturing, An Qing opened the notebook, and Luo Xiaohei, who turned the pages one by one, began to write.

While writing, I listened to the teacher's lecture. There is no way to be so willful as a smart child.

"Who will do this problem?" In the blink of an eye, there was an additional number on the blackboard.

Several students raised their hands, and An Qing also raised their hands. Writing with his right hand and raising his left hand, he did not delay his speech at all.

"Qingqing. ”

Seeing that the teacher was calling her name, An Qing put down the comparison in her hand. walked on stage, and in a blink of an eye, most of the lyrics had been written. Because I don't know if my sister wants Chinese or English. An Qing wrote both in the notebook, so that it was also convenient for the sisters to read it.

The numbers on the blackboard are not difficult for An Qing at all, and the teacher will review the previous content at the beginning of each class.

An Qing had also completely mastered the things in the previous class, and it didn't take long for the correct answer to appear on the blackboard.

"Let's see that ** and ** multiply equals **......"

Then the teacher took the students to do the numbers on the blackboard together, and the result was, of course, An Qing was all right.

An Qing calmly returned to her seat and continued to write the remaining lyrics.

"Well, this is the full version of "Please Listen to Her Sing Softly". An Qing handed a piece of paper in her hand to her sister.

It was so nice to take the note and look at it excitedly for a while, raised his head and said excitedly to An Qing: "Thank you, sister!!"

Faced with the strange behavior that was so good-looking, An Qing had long sensed that something was wrong, and now she saw that something was even more wrong.

"Gee, sister has a little secret. ”

It's so nice to hold the paper in her arms and cherish it: "I want to tell you later." ”

"Okay, as long as you're happy. An Qing touched her sister's shoulder and said with a smile.

It's so good-looking, what to do with the lyrics, it doesn't matter to An Qing. It was a work of my soul that I wrote on a whim. If the sister likes it, it's too late for her to be happy!

After class, it was so beautiful that I didn't even eat lunch, and hurried back to my room.

Excitedly, I opened the drawer, took out a notebook, and wrote on it.

"Qingqing is so good, I can't compare to anything. At a young age, he can also compose lyrics and music. I'll have to catch up, too. ”

Saying that it was so good-looking, he took out the note that An Qing handed her from his schoolbag: "It's all in English! It's so difficult, I can't even connect ......."

It's really nice to copy the lyrics word by word to the book, write a sentence in English, and then write a sentence in Chinese.

It took more than half an hour to write down all the lyrics. Looking at the full page of lyrics, it was so beautiful and I smiled happily.

"With it, my manuscript is much richer. Fortunately, there are clear lyrics to fill the field, but it takes as much time to write a complete lyric as it does to write an article. I remember that Qingqing spent two days writing this song. One day for lyrics, one day for composing. In this way, writing lyrics is really more painful than writing articles. ”

Thinking of this, he shook his head, and couldn't imagine the scene of composing his own music one day: "But it's also good." With the song running through from the beginning, it looks more three-dimensional. ”

I don't know when it was so good-looking, An Qing's name was written under the lyrics, and I saw two small words under the long Chinese-English mixed lyrics - Qingqing.

This is the mutual respect between sisters! It is precisely because of the hardship of each original creator that she will especially cherish the fruits of her labor. And what are the good or bad results? They are all written with great care.

It's so beautiful, I opened my manuscript and started to review it. For her, as long as it is something for others to see, the first thing is to be satisfied with herself. After all, the author is the first person to see the manuscript. Only the article meets that standard in the author's mind. to be eligible to share it with readers.

Of course, each author's requirements for the essay may be different. It's just that it's so good-looking, and it belongs to a serious and persistent writer. She has her own requirements for the article and wants to confidently show the results to others. Then first of all, you have to get through yourself. Even though it is difficult to fulfill the standard in mind, in order to make the work work better, the plot is fuller. If it's really good-looking, I'll work hard to complete it, and I think that's what a writer should look like. And this article does meet the standard of her heart, but the details still need to be revised.

It's so nice to read and read, and I feel uncomfortable when I read a place. The cute little face wrinkled: "This place feels like something is missing." Since it's music, I'll find another tune. ”

"Let me think about it... The cheerful theme is why not just use "Round &Laundry", which happens to be the English lyrics, and the European and American style is just right for my article. ”

While talking and doing, it didn't take long for "Round &Laundry" to be added to the article as it was really good.

It's so beautiful to finish.,Hold the book high.,Excitedly appreciating the fruits of your labor.。

"Ahh That's good, who do you say wrote this article!

It's nice to be a little narcissistic and appreciate the fruits of your labor for a few days, knowing that your afternoon and evening time are all spent writing manuscripts. In order to complete the manuscript to look good, it took a lot of effort and time.

Although I have been really busy these days, as soon as the results come out, I will still have a sense of accomplishment in my heart. This is the mood of what a good feeling at the moment, super super happy! super super excited! and super super looking forward to the scene where the shocking chapter I created will be seen by the reader!!

"Ah, it really doesn't get any better than that. With these songs, it perfectly interprets the mood of the protagonist at that time. ”

It's so nice to recall the plot of the story, and the songs simply complement the plot. They feel like they're just on fire. One more is too burnt, and one less is too tender. It's so nice to depict one plot with a story, and another with lyrics.

The lyrics are also a small situation, although they complement the story. But there are also differences in the commonalities, because when readers see the plot, what comes to their minds is what they see that is really good. And when they felt the lyrics with their hearts, they heard that it was indeed An Qing's heart. It's like two different girls, telling them a story. The plot is suddenly high!

In this way, the double-pill-headed girl, with an immersed smile on her face, fell asleep.

These days of overtime work have long made her a little unbearable, but now that the masterpiece has been completed, she falls asleep with this full happiness.

Although the girl is tired these days, she is indeed extremely happy at the moment. If you want to ask who brought her this happiness, of course, it is the work on the table that she is extremely satisfied with.

"Duck duck tomorrow too!"

The sleeping girl rolled over and continued to fall asleep. The sweet smile always hung on his face and never left.......

The next morning, the girl got up early and went to the mailbox. Deliver the manuscript you wrote overnight.

The girl smiled a little more in front of the mailbox and walked slowly on the way back to the college.

"This is the first time I've done something on my own! If I can make some money from my manuscript, what am I going to do with it? In any case, this is also Miss Ben's first salary, and I must share it with my friends. ”

It's so nice to walk around and plan what will happen after this in your mind. It's super sweet to think about, and the sweet smile never leaves the face.

"Mom and Dad definitely didn't expect it. I, the eldest lady who comes to stretch out my hand for food and open my mouth, can one day earn my own salary and go home~" (hehee)

Walking doesn't seem to be able to satisfy the girl's mood at the moment, and the only girl jumping on the road is her.

The girl returned to the dormitory and came to An Qing's door. I reached out and tried to knock on the door, but I thought about it and put it down.

"Forget it... I'll wait until the notice comes down and tell my sisters, and then we'll go and celebrate together. ”

Thinking of this, it was so beautiful to bounce away, and I was happy in my heart!!

"Don't you think it's so good-looking, it's weird lately?"

Today is Sunday, and the students are all nesting in the dormitory. An Qing is no exception.

"You're not going to want to speak ill of my sister again, are you?"

An Qing raised the pillow to warn, reminding Yingyue of the fate of complaining about her brother last time.

Yingyue raised her eyebrows, looking very unhappy: "Look, everyone is more important than me." ”

"If anyone dares to speak ill of you, it's not a fluttering feather pillow that will be dealt with them. ”

"What's that for?" Yingyue looked at An Qing curiously.

An Qing casually picked up the flute on the table and shook it in front of Yingyue: "Of course, you have to use an extremely sharp knife to kill them." ”

As she spoke, An Qing's hand slowly swept through the area on the flute that was as sharp as a small thorn. If An Qing used more force, the sharp tip of the knife would definitely cut An Qing's delicate fingers blood.

"Hahaha~~~"

Yingyue smiled and leaned back, very satisfied with An Qing's answer.

Yingyue was so happy that she naturally forgot to tell An Qing that she was looking for her at the door just now. Thinking about what I didn't go in for a long time.