"What's the other song besides 'The Brother Who Slept on My Top Bunk'? Hurry up and write the lyrics and sheet music for me to see. Lin Xin was a little anxious: "We still have to find some time to rehearse!" ”

"I'll write it for you." Shen Qiu found a pen and paper, recalled some in his mind, and then wrote down the lyrics and shortening.

"You're at the same table?" The three sisters and brothers of the Lin family all came up to him and stared intently.

"Tomorrow will you remember, the diary you wrote yesterday; Tomorrow, do you still think about you, you used to cry the most......" Lin Xin hummed softly about this simple score.

For music, Lin Xue is not very good at it, but she still hears a hint of flavor from the tunes and lyrics. This is a good song, and like the song "The Brother Who Sleeps on My Top Bunk", it is a ballad that fits the life of students. The melody is beautiful and moving, and the feelings are sincere and subtle.

After Shen Qiu finished writing, Lin Xin directly took Shen Qiu's guitar and played it.

"Let's try again." Lin Xin complained to Shen Qiu while playing: "The sound quality of your broken guitar is too poor!" ”

"Tomorrow, will you remember the diary you wrote yesterday......" Shen Qiu sang with Lin Xin.

"I'm surprised, Mu Qiu, you don't seem to have any musical talent at all, do you? Why do you write such a beautiful song? Listening to Shen Qiu sing it in its entirety, the three of them all felt a little emotional. Good songs can touch people's inner world.

"Those melodies and lyrics were in my head, and I had to write them out for more people to hear. Otherwise, I'd be too selfish! Shen Qiu pushed open the window, looked at the lights of thousands of homes outside, and said a little lonely.

"I took the lyrics and sheet music." Lin Xin put down the guitar and put the piece of paper away: "Let Mr. Xia take a look at it tomorrow, it is estimated that there should be no problem." ”

"Shen Qiu, let's go, you rest early." Lin Xue got up and said goodbye.

"It's getting late, I'll send you."

"No, we're driving my dad's car." Lin Xue raised the car key in her hand and said proudly at Shen Qiu. Because Lin Qingshan had applied for a driver's license for Shen Qiu before, this incident made Lin Xin and Lin Xue feel very unfair. The two pestered Lin Qingshan for a long time before he agreed to get a driver's license for the two of them.

"Then slow down your way." Shen Qiu was sent out of the door. Lin Xue made a gesture of texting with her mobile phone in the elevator.

Since Lin Xue expressed her heart at Xue Tong's crown ceremony, the relationship between the two has warmed up rapidly. Every night before going to bed, the two would chat with text messages on their mobile phones.

Although the content is all nonsense such as 'have you slept, I can't sleep', Lin Xue still enjoys this activity. Shen Qiu also felt very warm, in this strange time and space, in addition to Lin Qingshan, there was finally another person who cared about him, which was a good feeling.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Shen Qiu's mobile phone rang on time.

"Did you sleep?" A text message from Lin Xue.

"No, I don't. What about you? ”

"Lin Xin just left, ready to go to bed. Can you tell us about writing songs? For Shen Qiu to come up with two original songs in a short period of time, Lin Xue felt very incredible.

Looking at the text message on his phone, Shen Qiu thought for a while and wrote: "I don't know what to say, sometimes the real reason often seems very absurd. If I say it, you might think I'm playing tricks on you or lying to you. I really don't want to make that impression on you. ”

"Then don't say it, everyone will have some secrets in their hearts that they don't want to tell others. I can understand. ”

"Thank you."

"It's not early, it's time to go to bed, good night."

"Why don't you kiss me?"

"Cheeky. Kiss! ”

"Good night."

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Zhou Wanqing finished her day's work, and it was almost nine o'clock in the evening, but she didn't want to go home at all.

"Since Junwei died, it is no longer my home!" Thinking of her husband who died in a car accident a year ago, Zhou Wanqing's heart was gloomy.

After grinding for a while, Zhou Wanqing turned off the computer, got up and walked out of the office, locked the door and drove home from the teaching building. The habits developed in a few years are not so easy to change, although Zhou Wanqing is really unwilling to face her mother-in-law's face, but the inertia of life still makes her involuntarily choose to return to that indifferent home.

Zhou Wanqing's husband's surname is Liao, and he is also a very famous family in Jiangcheng. Wenhua High School has the investment of the Liao family and is one of the major shareholders. Zhou Wanqing and her husband Liao Junwei were college classmates, and after graduation, the two returned to Jiangcheng to get married. It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and Liao Junwei died in a car accident last year.

The villa area of the Elysee Mansion, where Liao's family is located, is not very far from Wenhua High School, and ten minutes later, Zhou Wanqing returned home.

"Why did you come back so late?" A lady in her fifties was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and when she saw Zhou Wanqing entering the room, she frowned and asked.

"The school organizes a New Year's Eve party, so I've been a little busier lately." Zhou Wanqing replied while changing her shoes. Because her husband died in an accident a year after getting married, Zhou Wanqing has been living with her mother-in-law. It's a little awkward.

"Have you eaten? Shall I ask Aunt Liu to make you some more? Zhou Wanqing's mother-in-law asked.

"Mom, no need, I've already eaten it."

"Wanqing, don't think I'm long-winded, Xiaowei has been gone for more than a year. You can't always be single like this, what your mother told you, you should think about it again? The lady wiped her tears and said to Zhou Wanqing.

Hearing her mother-in-law's words, Zhou Wanqing's face showed a burst of disgust, she lowered her head and said, "Oh...... Good. I will. I was a little tired, so I went back to my room and slept first. After Zhou Wanqing finished speaking, she ran back to her room as if she were running away.

After Zhou Wanqing left the living room, a middle-aged man in his thirties turned out of the dining room. He sat down on the couch and asked the lady, "Mom, how is it?" Hasn't Natsu agreed yet? ”

The noble lady shook her head, a look of disgust on her face: "I didn't let go at all." ”

"Hey!" The middle-aged man sneered and said, "She's determined to divide our family's property?" He glanced at the lady and said, "Why?" She has been married to Junwei for a year, why should she share our family's assets? ”

"With me here, I won't let her succeed." The lady sneered and said, "Either obediently make you a concubine, or leave the house, is our Liao family's advantage so easy to take advantage of?" ”

Zhou Wanqing returned to her bedroom, feeling very depressed. Since her husband died, her mother-in-law has been forcing her to be a concubine for her uncle. Such thoughts made Zhou Wanqing disgusted.

The husband's brother is called Liao Junhao, although he became a vice principal in Wenhua High School, but in fact, Liao Junhao is a typical gentleman. is only in his thirties and has already accepted a three-room concubine, and the family is making trouble every day, and now he has hit Zhou Wanqing with the idea.

Zhou Wanqing knew that this qiē was actually all about money. Her husband, Liao Junwei, owned 30 percent of the shares of Wenhua High School during his lifetime, and after Liao Junwei's death, these shares should theoretically be inherited by Zhou Wanqing. But the Liao family obviously didn't want this, so they came up with such a vicious and disgusting method.

"Let the younger brother's widowed wife marry the elder brother to be a concubine. Your Liao family is not too cold! ”

This matter has bothered Zhou Wanqing for nearly half a year, and sometimes she thinks about simply leaving the house, but the reality is that if she goes out of the house, she will not even have a place to live. Maybe your job at Mandarin High School will be lost because of this. Although she graduated from the Imperial Capital Conservatory of Music, there are times when her diploma and academic qualifications don't determine anything.