Zhou Wanqing slept next door to Shen Qiu's bedroom. It was already night, but all kinds of thoughts in her head were rushing to the point where she was so excited that she couldn't sleep.

During the day today, Zhou Wanqing found a lawyer to draft a letter of commitment to give up her husband's right to inherit the shares of Wenhua High School. Then, she went to Liao's house with the lawyer and met Mrs. Liao.

The lawyer read out Zhou Wanqing's letter of commitment on the spot, Mrs. Liao's face was pale, Liao Junhao's face was resentful, and Wan Jiao's face was relaxed and proud. After Zhou Wanqing and Mrs. Liao signed, the lawyer went to the notary office to notarize the letter of commitment, and since then the letter of commitment has been legally effective.

Then there is the Wenhua High School Equity Transfer Agreement. Zhou Wanqing didn't hesitate at all, and signed directly on it. In Shen Qiu's singing that night, she heard a lot of things, but the most important thing was to gain the courage to pursue freedom.

The share transfer agreement took effect on the spot, and Zhou Wanqing packed up her things at Liao's house and left directly. Looking at the villa where she had lived for three years, Zhou Wanqing knew in her heart that she would never come back here in this life.

All the past qiē disappeared with the letter of commitment and the equity transfer agreement. Zhou Wanqing said goodbye to the past completely, even when she was packing her luggage, it turned out that she didn't take many of Liao Junwei's belongings. just picked out a photo of herself and Liao Junwei and put it in the suitcase.

After dealing with the affairs of the Liao family, Zhou Wanqing went directly to Wenhua High School, found the principal Chen Aiwen, and handed over her resignation application.

Regarding the equity dispute between the Liao family and Zhou Wanqing, the principal Chen Aiwen has also heard of it for a long time.

"I knew there would be such a day sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly and so urgently." Chen Aiwen is over sixty years old, a very kind old man, he looked at Zhou Wanqing and said with some pity: "Wanqing, your departure is a loss for our Wenhua." ”

"The principal has won the award, and there are more talents than me." Zhou Wanqing smiled, but her heart was extremely relaxed.

Shen Qiu's house is not as big as the Liao family's villa, and it is not as luxurious as the Liao family's villa, but Zhou Wanqing feels very solid when she sleeps here, at least she doesn't have to keep the crossbow by her side at any time. She even had some faint expectations in her heart, expecting Shen Qiu to break in in the middle of the night.

"Zhou Wanqing, Zhou Wanqing, are you spring? Don't think about what you have and don't have, and go to bed. Zhou Wanqing warned herself in her heart.

On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year in 2001, the 'Late Autumn' group was officially established. No one could have imagined what the group would become a legend of the empire would be like when it was first formed.

Shen Qiu and Zhou Wanqing, the two of them had four dark circles under their eyes, drinking millet porridge while chatting about their future plans.

"I think our group is called Late Autumn. Take one word from each of your and my names, it sounds quite literary. Shen Qiu said with a yawn.

Zhou Wanqing nodded in agreement: "Yes, late autumn combination, this name is very good." So where do we stand for the future? Just write songs, arrange songs, and don't sing them yourself? ”

"Don't sing." Shen Qiu replied firmly: "I have a lot of things to do, I'm afraid I can't focus on this aspect of music." In the future, I think I will set up a music studio, but for now I am mainly writing songs for others. Besides, I don't have to take out my singing skills to be embarrassed. ”

Zhou Wanqing glanced at him and said, "You are a student, don't talk like the CEO of a big company." Also 'I have a lot of things to do'! ”

"I'm millions a minute, and I really don't have the time to be a singer."

"You're fine everywhere else, but you're too narcissistic."

"Ahem." Shen Qiugang took a sip of porridge and almost choked, he complained: "I said, can we not go off-topic?" ”

"You crooked the building first."

"Okay, okay." Shen Qiu raised his hand in surrender and said, "Let's see what resources we have at the moment." "The Brother Who Sleeps on My Top Bunk", "You at the Same Table", "I Am a Little Bird", "Little Bird", "Once You", "Blue Lotus", "Fly Higher" are a total of seven songs, how are you going to sell them? ”

Zhou Wanqing thought for a while and said: "The first two belong to campus ballads, and the latter ones are more inclined to pop rock, so they definitely can't be sold together." My build yì is to sell the first two songs first. The song "The Brother Who Sleeps on My Top Bunk" has a certain popularity on the Internet, and it is easier to operate. ”

"Is there a little bit of two missing?" Shen Qiu asked.

Zhou Wanqing cautiously tentatively said: "It's a bit little, if only there could be a folk style song." Together, the three songs can just support an album, and we can sell them at a good price. ”

Shen Qiu put the bowl down and said to Zhou Wanqing, "You wait." He took two pieces of paper and a pen and wrote on the table.

Zhou Wanqing was a little curious, and at the same time a little incredulous.

After a while, Shen Qiu handed over one of the pieces of paper and asked, "How about looking at this song?" ”

"The Story of Time." What was written on the paper was a song, the lyrics and the sheet music had been written, and Zhou Wanqing hummed it softly while watching.

"Spring flowers bloom, autumn winds, and winter sunsets. As a melancholy youth, I used to think this ignorantly. The windmill is in the song of the reincarnation of the four seasons, its daily circulation, and in the poems of the wind and snow, I am growing up year after year. Flowing water takes away the story of time and changes a person. It was the sentimental youth that was waiting for the first time. ”

Youth is fleeting, Shaohua is easy to grow old, the song writes that feeling very thoroughly, but it is not sad, just full of nostalgia and expectation. Time makes us feel both nostalgic and ridiculous, and finally turns into a frame of pictures, stored in our minds, just like entering the dusty archives for many years after many years, turning over the precious texts, there, there are the most beautiful memories you have in this world, even if it is stained with more dust, there are more things piled up on it, you will never forget it.

Wonderful youth! It's a song of youth!

Zhou Wanqing hummed it and immediately liked this song "The Story of Time". She glanced at Shen Qiu, who was still writing somewhere, and stopped: "Don't write, these three poems are enough." Don't write the rest of the songs yet! ”

"Are you sure?" Shen Qiu raised his head and asked.

"Sure." Zhou Wanqing nodded: "Sometimes I really want to open your head and see what it's made of." Each of your eight songs is a classic song that can be sung for a hundred years, how did you write and come up with it? ”

Shen Qiu pointed to his head and said, "They are here, I can't get rid of them, I can't forget them, and if I don't write them out for more people to hear, I won't be able to sleep." ”

"You're a genius! I'll do the arrangement of these three songs first, and then I'll go straight to Beijing after that. Most of my college classmates work in Beijing, and I still have some contacts there. ”

"You can just look at these things, I can't help much." Shen Qiu didn't know anything about the arrangement, so he couldn't get involved at all.

"After the song is sold, how about I take five points?" Zhou Wanqing looked at Shen Qiu with a cautious face and asked.

"Ten percent, five points is a bit less. Besides, Mr. Zhou, aren't you still responsible for arranging? ”

"Arrangement is not worth much."