It's a pity that Song Ya didn't wait for her call, but waited for the start of school......

The day before school started, he went to visit Michelle first, and the photos were washed out.

"This one...... Hahaha......"

In the photo, the gray-haired Mandela bent over with one hand to support the back of the chair, and the other hand was supported by Song Ya in the crook of his arm, he turned his head slightly, and was talking to Song Ya, the two looked at each other, their faces were filled with a natural smile, under the light of the sunset, the picture as a whole was slightly red, but it can bring the viewer a proper sense of warmth.

"People who don't know will think you're his grandson!" Michelle handed the photo to Song Ya and smiled.

Song Ya was very satisfied with this photo, the staff member's photography skills were very poor, but this one hit the big luck, "Art often comes from inadvertently. He pretended to be forced and carefully put this 'grandfather and grandson' in the yellow bag of the Kodak printing shop, "I also have to buy a picture frame and frame it." "In the future, it's all up to you to apply for prestigious schools or something.

He noticed that Michelle and Mandela had been framed next to his photo with a young black man.

"Your boyfriend is handsome."

He complimented casually and took out a check for $2,000, "With my current income, it's time to start contributing to affirmative action." He put the check on Michelle's desk, and when he was at the airport, he was reminded of a small talk about his income, and when he returned, he and Hayden came up with a more appropriate number.

"On behalf of the Order, I thank you, Great Composer."

Michelle smiled and pressed the pager to let the staff come in to accept the donation.

As soon as he got home, he put the photo in a frame he had bought along the way and put it in the Honor Corner that he had already prepared in his bedroom, where there was now only a plastic trophy for the best new composition of March, or Daniel had it made for a small magazine......

However, once the RIAA (Recording Industry Association of the United States) confirms the sales of second-hand stores and to De Klerk, the merchandise awards for several platinum albums will start to fill the area.

The second-hand store double platinum has stabilized and is hitting the triple platinum, but the studio version of Old Joe and Lori Jr. is a big setback, not only failed to pull back the Billboard ranking to save the buying gas, but also made SBK lose confidence and cancel the release plan of the subsequent dance music remix.

To De Klerk from the beginning of the month, the end of the month sales have exceeded the platinum record of the million line, the current sales momentum and billboard ranking slightly reduced, it is estimated that after Mila appeared on the cover girl of the US version of VOGUE next month, there will be a wave of recovery. But this song also has a hard flaw, many radio stations and public places are not suitable for playing, and the audience is a little narrow.

Then there are various music awards for the 1990 annual summary at the end of the year and the beginning of next year, which may also add some luster to Song Ya's honor corner, but he can't take care of them at the moment, and many awards require a lot of energy and financial public relations, so he can only wait to see how active SBK's side is.

The photo of the South African sweet girl, he also picked out the one he was most satisfied with, and casually sandwiched it into the 'book can say no'.

After a good night's sleep, the next morning, Aunt Susie drove him and Emily to the new school.

"Goodbye ......" separated from Emily in a brand new school uniform at the door, and walked to a different grade, Song Ya's mental age made him not like to wear school uniforms, or ordinary T-shirts and denim pairings.

When I walked into the high school, I didn't know much about it for the first time, so I found a white girl passing by and asked, "Excuse me, do you know the ...... of the tenth grade?"

Before he could finish a sentence, there was a strong force from behind him, knocking him forward, and then someone leaned into his ear and whispered, "Stay away from my girl, NGer......"

It's really unlucky, I didn't expect that in this carefully selected new school still didn't escape the school bullying, he smiled helplessly in his heart, and a tall white boy wearing a rugby team uniform appeared in front of him, well, it's still the rugby team's ...... Hey? Whites?

Now the problem is serious, who shouts the power of NGers to white people? I seem to have been discriminated against for the second time after crossing over.

He froze.

"This kid was stupid by you, Breed!" The little attendant next to the white boy laughed when he saw Song Ya's reaction.

"Stay away from her!" The white rugby player, Breed, repeated the warning and walked triumphantly into a classroom in front of him with the girl in his arms.

Song Ya slowed down for a long time before he recovered, he was not cowardly, just now...... The third apocalypse came suddenly.

Oddly enough, this time it's not a song, but a two-minute movie...... It seems to be a clip from a movie.

He stood there and pondered it a few times, then grinned at the corners of his mouth.

"Ahem!"

He cleared his throat to make the voice he was waiting for sound as thick as he could, then changed his bag to his hand, sorted out his meter against the glass of the bulletin board, and then took a long stride into the classroom.

"Haha, he's coming to trouble you with Brad!" When the attendant saw Song Ya coming in, he opened his throat and screamed.

"Give him guts." Breed, who was sitting in the back row, chewed gum with a face full of indifference, and he didn't mean anything at all.

Song Ya stood at the door, her face straightened, and her eyes looked around the entire classroom.

Before the bell rang, men and women gathered in groups of three or five, chatting with each other.

He walked over to the podium and put his bag under the podium.

Pick up the chalk.

Take a deep breath, turn around, raise your hand on the blackboard and start writing.

'Da ......' chalk rubs against the blackboard to create a rhythmic sound, Mr. Song, the words are written very loudly.

"Ahh......h

The attendant, who was still arrogant, whispered, returned to his seat, and slid down against the chair, sitting lower and lower.

This time it was Braid's turn to be stunned.

After writing a few strokes, Song Ya turned around and looked at the class, "Quiet! Everybody! He yelled.

The students stopped talking and looked at him.

"Please call me Mr.song! It's not the song of the music! It's a Chinese surname, Song! ”

He remembered that the first lesson in the class schedule was math, and he took out the math textbook from his schoolbag and paced through the passage between the desks as he flipped through it, "This semester, I will teach math to everyone!" Everyone's back in their seats, sit down for me! ”

"But...... Haven't started classes yet? A girl protested in a low voice.

"Don't talk nonsense with me! I'm here to clean up your loose school style! Whoever gets naughty with me, I'll invite his parents to school, and I'm never kidding! Sit it all for me! Start classes now! Sit tight! Right now! ”

With a hula, all the children returned to their seats.

"Turn the 10th grade textbook to the first page!"

There was a loud bang for the sound of flipping books.

"Excuse me, what's your name?" Song Ya walked a few quick steps, came behind Breed, leaned into his ear and asked loudly.

"Cloth ...... Breed. The rugby team members were so red that they began to stutter when they spoke.

"I'm sorry I didn't hear clearly, be louder, what's your name?"

"Breed...... I'm sorry. ”

"Louder!"

"Breed!"

"Brad, huh? Why don't you come to the front! ”

Song Ya tugged at the collar of his jersey and slipped all the way to the podium.

The strong man, who was half a head taller than him, was now as well-behaved as a kitten.

Song Ya strained his hand and twisted him in a half circle, facing his classmates.

"In front of the class, read aloud the first subsection of chapter 1!"

"First...... Chapter 1, Triangle ...... "Brad began to read in a pit.

The class laughed at his embarrassed face.

At this time, the class bell rang, and a white lady stood at the door, "Excuse me, is this the tenth grade?" She saw Song Ya, and then withdrew to confirm the class sign, and then asked.

Song Ya picked up the schoolbag under the podium and silently found an empty desk and sat down.

The eyes of the whole class roamed back and forth between him and the old lady outside, and there was a deathly silence.

Brad looked at him blankly, then at the teacher outside the door, and finally reacted to something, the expression on his face that mixed anger and embarrassment, it was really wonderful.