At home, Yang Alin worked hard to write down the land occupation in the township, and then sent it to the relevant units, and at the same time sent some newspapers and magazines that were concerned about the people's livelihood.

After school that night, he stopped a few students at the intersection, and those classmates said casually: "Yang Alin, what are you doing with us?" "When did I offend you, you tore my schoolbag, you tore my textbooks." They were stunned for a moment and said, "You have to talk about evidence, did you see us tearing up your school bag?" "I heard you talking in the toilet, and I wanted to admit it." When they saw that they couldn't deceive people, they simply admitted it, saying, "What about us, what can you do to us." Yang Alin smiled and said, "It's good if it's you." He kicked on the hip bone of the little fat man Zhang Feiming, and the little fat man immediately flew two or three meters, and the remaining three people were stunned, holding their heads and saying, "How about we compensate you, we compensate you, we compensate you." Yang Alin pulled up Xiaopang, straightened Xiaopang's clothes, and said to Xiaopang leisurely: "What do you say?" Chubby shook his head and said, "You can say it, (kill or chop) it's up to you." Yang Alin said to them: "If you tear up my schoolbag and books in the future, I will take you what." "No, ......no," the chubby group replied in unison. Then, Yang Alin left lazily alone.

Fat and a few people are discussing how to solve this matter, whether to take revenge, Xiaopang said: "This revenge can't be avenged, who thinks this guy is too powerful, let's tear up his book is a bit too much, it's not a gentleman's job to find someone to take revenge, forget it." ”

Yang Alin didn't use books anymore after going to school, anyway, he mastered the things in the books okay. Xiaopang didn't come to look for trouble, and he was very stable every day, and even took his own book for Yang Alin to use, but Yang Alin declined. Especially when Xiaopang knew who the good student was that the Chinese teacher said, he blamed himself even more, and he was even more guilty about Yang Alin, although Yang Alin didn't care about it. Since then, Xiaopang has decided that Yang Alin is a very person, he must be able to do extraordinary things, and it is right to make friends with him, so Yang Alin has a small follower or a little friend in Quantang Junior High School.

In the time when the white horse passed through the gap. Hurried life, hurried story, in the blink of an eye, May Day arrived, the school was going to hold a theatrical performance on May Day, every class had to participate, and every class had to have a program, but the result was pushed back and forth to Yang Alin, and Yang Alin reluctantly accepted it. So he wanted to buy a guitar on Sunday.

On Sunday morning, he made a bus to the county seat of Shuixian County and bought a cheap guitar from a guitar shop on the east bank of Chenghu. When I walked to the back street of the People's Hospital, I found a group of young people beating a young man like a student, listening to the foul language next to him, as if this young man had seduced the girlfriend of the boss of this group of young people. The young man curled up his legs, held his head and said, "Let me go, I don't dare, I don't dare." "There was a broken beer bottle next to him, and someone was still throwing it above his head, crackling, and the glass slag was shattered. Yang Alin didn't want to participate, but seeing that the young man was bullied so badly, he felt pity and stepped forward to persuade him, and the group of young people scuffled with him. Yang Alin waited at the intersection for the shuttle bus back to the township and went home. And a luxury car was parked there at the scene just now, and a tall and thin young man with dyed blonde hair, stud earrings in his ears, and white skin was next to the car, sweeping the group of young people with contemptuous eyes, and said slowly: "Say, what's going on, my rival in love, that's how you do things, a bunch of waste." The eldest of the young people said, "Chen Shao, it's not that we are disadvantaged, it's that we met a stranger who stopped us from doing things, and then that's it." Chen Shao said angrily: "Fart, you think you are talking about a martial arts master." The young boss was silent. Then someone came up with an idea and asked Chen Shao to go to the bureau to find out who that person was, and who dared to offend the most powerful son, Chen Shao. However, since Yang Alin rarely goes to Shuicheng County, no one knows him, so this matter is temporarily over.

On the day of the May Day Literary and Art Competition, the playground was crowded with people, constantly gathering the teachers and students of the whole school, as well as the parents of students around the township, and many people watching the excitement, gongs and drums were noisy, so it was not lively. Next to the stage are school leaders and teachers with high professional titles, and there are little babies riding on the wall. After the leader finished speaking, the program began, although the performance was a little immature, but the audience still watched it with relish and was very satisfied. About halfway through the show, Gu Meng went up and sang a song "Childhood", his voice was tactful, he sang and spit out words like gurgling water with a microphone, and waved his other hand lightly, greeting the audience, like a star on TV, coupled with his beautiful face, which really ignited the passion of the audience and made the show reach its peak. Yang Alin listened below, recalling that in his previous life, he hid in the corner under the stage and listened to the songs quietly, not daring to be active.

Soon, it was Yang Alin's turn to sing, because of his low profile, even his head teacher didn't know what he was going to perform, when he came on the stage, it was quiet below, there was no noise, I thought it was very polite not to make a sound, it was because he didn't make a sound, he was a little nervous, and it quickly calmed down, he closed his eyes, his fingers were plucked, and a pleasant guitar sound came.

"I want to fly into the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun

The world is waiting for me to change

The dreams you want to make are never afraid of being seen

I can do it all here

Laugh out loud and let you and I stand shoulder to shoulder

Where there is no boundless joy

Put aside your worries and stride forward bravely

I was standing in the middle of the stage

I believe in who I am, I believe in tomorrow

I believe that youth has no horizon

On the seaside at sunset on a lively street

It is the most beautiful paradise in my heart

I believe in freedom, I believe in hope

I believe that if you reach out and touch the sky

Having you by my side makes life fresher

Every moment is exciting

I want to fly into the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun

The world is waiting for me to change

The dreams you want to make are never afraid of being seen

I can do it all here

Laugh out loud and let you and I stand shoulder to shoulder

Where there is no boundless joy

Put aside your worries and stride forward bravely

I was standing in the middle of the stage

I believe in who I am, I believe in tomorrow

I believe that youth has no horizon

On the seaside at sunset on a lively street

It is the most beautiful paradise in my heart

I believe in freedom, I believe in hope

I believe that if you reach out and touch the sky

Having you by my side makes life fresher

Every moment is exciting

I believe (I am who I am)

I believe (free)

I believe (I believe I believe)

idobelieve

I believe in who I am, I believe in tomorrow

……”

The song was closed, there was a cold silence, Yang Alin bowed and stepped off the stage, applause like thunder.