Fu Xiong is still struggling here, and Fu Qingyao has already put down the guitar over there and improved it on the score.

Seeing Fu Xiong's tangled expression, he said strangely: "What are you doing staying there, why don't you come over and help, I plan to record this song this week or something." ”

Seeing Fu Qingyao's indifferent look, Fu Xiong naturally didn't want to mention his sister's sad past.

"Well, sister, the Conservatory of Music is going to take an exam in August, don't you have to review, and write songs."

"It's okay, my sister knows it, you synthesize this with a computer, let me hear how it works."

"Hmm." This is the advantage of having a younger brother who studies music professionally, many things that Fu Qingyao can't do, he has done for the teacher in school, so he can get started quickly.

Of course, this is also the reason why Fu Qingyao asked him to go to the music department at that time.

For a simple Internet saliva song, I also went to the recording studio, which is not cost-effective.

Maybe the Fu family was born with music cells, and the two babies of the second uncle's family also have a natural keen ability to music. Fu Chengcai, who is in his second year of junior high school, is one year old, and Fu Qingyao is two years old, and the two almost grew up wearing a pair of pants.

Fu Qingyao is eighteen years old this year, Fu Cuihua is five years younger than her, thirteen this year, and is in the sixth grade of primary school.

Fu Chengcai looks a little similar to Fu Xiong, but he is stronger than him, Fu Cuihua has a lovely face, and her facial features are very similar to Zhang Hanyun in her previous life, but her skin is not as good as others, and she is darker than her.

Like Fu Qingyao, Fu Cuihua also has a good voice. It's just that she is not like Fu Qingyao, she is a pseudo-girl, and she has the foundation of her previous life, so now she is still learning the basic piano introductory course.

Fu Chengcai and Fu Cuihua, two siblings, like to run to Fu Qingyao's house the most, Fu Chengcai likes bass and drum kits very much, and he is also very talented. Fu Cuihua, on the other hand, likes to lie on the sofa in the living room and read novels, and it takes a whole day to read them.

Of course, this is also because Fu Qingyao bought a lot of books intermittently in order to understand the cultural development of this world.

"Sister Yingzi, I'm here again." When Fu Qingyao opened the door, she saw a big smiling face and Fu Chengcai behind her.

"You're here, Ah Xiong is in the piano room, Chengcai, you go find him." The two changed their shoes, Fu Qingyao was lying on the sofa, and there was a book on the coffee table next to her.

"Sister, you're reading ancient Chinese again, it's so boring." Fu Cuihua wrinkled her nose, "I still like to read novels." ”

"Zhilu said your hobby, I bought a few more novels, hey, put them there." Fu Qingyao pointed to the cabinet next to the TV, "I have all the latest novels there." ”

Flipping out her favorite novel, Fu Cuihua sat on the sofa, "I like my sister's living room the most, it's so beautiful." ”

Fu Qingyao smiled and ignored her words.

The living room of their house is warm and comfortable at best, and it can't match the beauty.

In the living room, there are only two elegant fabric sofas, next to a simple vine coffee table, on which is a table lamp covered with a lampshade of small light yellow flowers, in the middle of which is the same coffee table, opposite the TV and some cabinets.

There are books in the cabinet, and there are rows of cabinets behind the sofa, all full of books.

The whole living room, which is a study, acts as a function of both.

This design is only because this apartment type originally had only four rooms, three of which were bedrooms, and the fourth was made as a piano room, so naturally there was no extra room to use as a study.

"Read your books, you can't stop you if you have a novel." Fu Qingyao scolded with a smile.

Fu Cuihua twisted for a long time, took out a stack of papers from her bag, and handed it to Fu Qingyao, "Sister, this is a novel that I usually write, can you help me take a look, I also want to write a book like my sister to earn money for me and my mother." ”

The children of the poor were in charge of the house at an early age, although now life is better for their families. But her mother whispered in her ear every day how good her sister was, how much money she earned by writing a book, and their commissary could barely support the two children all year round, but they couldn't save money.

She also read the three books written by Fu Ying's sister, not only read it many times, but also read a lot of novels that were very popular at this time.

Fu Qingyao took a look, and saw that the top line read: "Green and Astringent Chinese Years"

After reading what she wrote, Fu Ying was amazed, this little girl from the Fu family is really talented, but at the age of thirteen, she can actually have such a new idea and write such a good content.

Compared with the books on the market that only have the love between men and women, this story about the friendship between high school girls is very precious.

Although the writing is a little immature, it has already begun to see the style.

How difficult it is to write essays with your own style, at least Fu Qingyao can't do it herself. There are too many books in her mind, and the style of each article is different, so naturally she can't form a style.

Seeing the names Wang Ziyang and Ning Yao, Fu Qingyao remembered a book, so she took a pen and deleted the words "young and astringent Chinese years" and replaced them with-

"Year...... Chinese...... Be...... Not...... Effect...... Letter-"As Fu Qingyao wrote the book word by word, Fu Cuihua also read it word by word.

Then, she looked at these six words and was stunned.

When she thought about the title of the book at that time, she came up with more than a dozen names, but she was not satisfied, and finally reluctantly chose this "Green and Astringent Chinese Year", but she didn't expect Fu Qingyao to come up with such a good name just after reading her content.

It's so good that it's just tailor-made for this book.

Although Sister Zhilu Dao is already very good, it is only now that Fu Cuihua understands the gap between her and her sister.

Changing the title of the book, Fu Qingyao looked at her content and frowned slightly.

It was written on the paper -

When squatting down, a plant wounded Ning Yao's calf. Like a slander behind it, it took a long time to feel its subtle and sharp pain.

Ning Yao looked down and saw that only a small bead of blood seeped into his skin, more like a punctuation point accidentally stained from outside his body, making a sentence for the words he had written.

"The most hated prince Yang". "The most shameless is Prince Yang"

Putting down the paper, Fu Qingyao found "The Summer Solstice Has Not Arrived", opened the article and said: "You see, at the beginning of my book, I will write a lot of such words, such as 'The story of camphor and camphor, what's it?'" In the gap between looking up and down, someone whispered. ''In those summers when the sky was in full bloom in a hurry, the sun was at its most vibrant. ’”

"If we add such a paragraph before this beginning, you will have a different feeling when you look at the article again."

Saying that, Fu Qingyao added a paragraph at the front of the article-

Legend has it that this is how the world is quiet.

The river slowly erodes the surface, the grass seeds are slowly scattered in the wind, the streamers are staggered, and the fragrance of flowers is long. The layers of dust that fell on my heart were washed away by the moonlight. All the travelers who tried to return to their hometowns were still sleeping peacefully in the puzzle.

Actually, it doesn't need to be so varied.

When squatting down, a plant wounded Ning Yao's calf. Like a slander behind it, it took a long time to feel its subtle and sharp pain.

"Looking at it this way, don't you feel a lot better?"

Fu Cuihua nodded violently, "Sister, you are so amazing." ”

Fu Qingyao is a little uncomfortable, she is good at music, not writing novels, writing novels is just a means to make a living now!

She wants to be admitted to the conservatory of music, not only to study, but also to have an opportunity to enter the industry, and she needs to use the connections of teachers and classmates to quickly integrate into this circle.

And Fu Qingyao, who has just crossed over, has no connections, only this singing skill. You can't go to a nightclub to sing in order to make money.

If that's the case, there will be an indelible stain on her life.

You must know that no matter what era you are in, you have a background of singing in a nightclub as a singer, and when you discuss marriage in the future, you will be pointed at by others behind your back.

The author has something to say: When the Conservatory exam is, it was really unclear at first, and after writing it, I saw that the Internet said that it was February to March. But Wuhan Conservatory of Music has exams in September and October, no matter what, just write it like this, anyway, the history has been changed by me, just take a look, don't dig into it.

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