"He just got on the plane here, and the police have been called over there! You don't need to find evidence, you can search a lot on the Internet, haha~"

As soon as he said this, the four of them laughed: "It's really, but it doesn't matter, anyway, it's just a domestic distribution, and you can exchange it for a little money, anyway, those celebrities can't wait for more people to publicize it, and there's nothing to lose, right?" ”

"Alas, I've always felt that people who write urban essays should first go to pull some sponsorship and get advertising placement or something. It's the same with celebrity texts, if you give a little money, I'll get you a plot to praise you, if you don't give it, I'll hack you to death, the media play like this, why can't the writer? ”

"It's very profound, it's very reasonable, Brother Fei, you get an advertising company, specifically to help pull the business, we'll work for you!" Director Liu said excitedly.

Luo Xiaofei sneered: "What kind of business is pulling!?" This has to ask for your own door, let's get a website, on which there is the writer's information, and then the historical results, and then what book is being written now, what book is about to be opened, and then put a button below to write an advertisement, and a number of 12510000 will appear when you press it, as well as various recharges. Well, you can also leave a message. ”

"Light star? You can say anything, right? Zhang Rulinhu asked.

Luo Xiaofei nodded: "Well, you can really do anything, what online store or Internet celebrity, what school spends and what Xueba, as long as you give money, the plot will be arranged properly for you." 1,000 yuan will at least give you a good corner with 2,000 words of moving hearts, and if you don't give money, you won't be able to live for three years in death! ”

"A thousand dollars is moving? And what about the one who gave ten thousand? How good can it be? Director Liu asked.

"Who taught you math? Of course, 10,000 is still moving, but the number of words is multiplied by ten. ”

"Tsk! Phineas, do you want to invest? I have a hundred more here. "Director Liu is threatening to take the money.

Luo Xiaofei unceremoniously stretched out his hand: "Come." ”

Director Liu smiled: "Brother Fei, do you really want it?" ”

"Yes, give it or not!" Luo Xiaofei looked at him playfully.

"Don't give it, your idea is good, but you can't just have a little bit of it these days, you have to have money!" Director Liu sighed and looked at Luo Xiaofei, "It's a little difficult for you to do this thing, but it's not difficult for people to copy it, so it's okay to go to the United States." ”

Going to the United States? Open a book station, and then find someone to write a book and pull ads at the same time?

The four of them were fascinated for a while, and if a hundred battles like ours went to the United States to open a book station, it should develop well.

"Eh, you say that like Lao Mei, will there be a rebirth map to China?" Luo Xiaofei suddenly thought of a question.

"Lao Mei writes a rebirth essay? Reborn in China? It's so beautiful I can't imagine it! Don Juan laughed.

"Why?"

"He can't pass the language barrier! We have a foundation in this rebirth essay, starting from elementary school to learn English to university, and then graduating and then unable to find a job and be reborn in an accident, starting from bilingual proficiency. What does Lao Mei have, does he teach Chinese in college? ”

"I don't teach in college, so I guess I can learn a few dishes when I go to the restaurant." Zhang Rulin nodded.

"Why are we discussing this? Didn't talk about the goddess just now, Brother Fei, you deliberately crooked your heart can be punished! Director Liu put his arms around Luo Xiaofei's neck and said, "We want to talk about the goddess!" ”

Luo Xiaofei sighed: "You say, if my classmate is not a liar, how likely is it that he didn't brag?" ”

Director Liu looked at Luo Xiaofei, pinched his fingers and counted it, and looked up: "It's similar to your first-day high-quality products on the shelves!" ”

Zhang Rulin seriously turned Luo Xiaofei's face over, and said seriously: "If your old classmate is really awesome, not pretending to be a liar, then Brother Fei, you may miss the most important person in your life!" ... A person who can take you to pretend to be forced, a person who can take you fly, a person who can send you to the peak of life! ”

Luo Xiaofei felt a pain in the egg: "Why do you want me to beat you or reward you?" To beat you is to beat you and not be able to take care of yourself, to reward you is to reward you..."

"Phineas are angry!" Zhang Rulin smiled again, "I'm kidding!" Your classmate must be a liar! ”

Hehe, hehe, Luo Xiaofei laughed twice: "I also told Yang Yue, others haven't had time yet!" To tell you this, do I continue or do I continue? ”

"Let's see what's going on over there with the goddess!"

…...

A few minutes ago, Yang Yue pursed her lips, and after reading this space, it seemed that there was no content any further.

The space was quiet, no one visited, no messages.

A lonely journal is out there.

No personal photos, no landscape photos, no food photos!

There's nothing in a space, and what a strange person.

This Sean, Yang Yue frowned and thought for a while, not remembering what he looked like.

Frowning slightly, his eyes turned to the bookshelf, where there was a graduation commemorative book of his junior high school classmates.

I pulled out the commemorative booklet, and the first page was a group photo of the whole class.

Belch... Yang Yue looked at these classmates, more than fifty people were standing densely, and there were teachers, and half of the faces on them were unrecognizable for a while.

After graduating from junior high school, there are only a dozen in one high school, and then graduating from high school and going to college, there is no one.

If it weren't for the fact that there was such an artifact as a buckle, it would be good to be able to contact three or five people at ordinary times.

However, there will be some parties during the Chinese New Year.

Then use the method of elimination.

Picked up the pencil and put it down again, Yang Yue smiled self-deprecatingly, there should be a single photo in the single page behind.

Turning the pages one by one, looking at the immature faces, as well as the words written below, full of the youthful atmosphere of the second middle school, the corners of Yang Yue's mouth slowly hooked a trace of arc.

It was as if it was back to that hot summer five years ago.

Smack, the page stops.

Shaun.

A seven-inch color photo was pasted in the upper left corner, showing a teenager with a half-length split head, jeans, and a thin appearance, leaning against the railing and making an OK gesture.

Appearance, not amazing.

Very ordinary.

Very youthful.

Secondary 2 teenagers, it's all like this.

Below is a piece of handwriting that is neither beautiful nor ugly, Sean's graduation message.

If you're well, it's a sunny day!

Shaun

Gone?

Yang Yue frowned, isn't this what Luo Xiaofei said, the sex signature that Xiao En has hung up for three years?

Now what has changed: the offer is a little harder, but don't be reluctant to sell!

The contrast, slightly larger!

The style of painting is very strange!

Yang Yue bit her lower lip lightly, picked up the mouse, and clicked on Sean's button dialog box.

Input:

"Hello, Shaun!"

I was ready to send it back and was a little hesitant.

Do you want to tell me who I am?

But if I say who I am, then if it's a liar on the other side, I will naturally know, will it... Still don't talk about it.

Can... Inexplicably a feeling of fear.

In the face of a possible liar, blame Luo Xiaofei for making the atmosphere so terrifying.

The fingers hung in the air, and they never clicked.

Yang Yue pursed her lips, looking at the button dialog box a little nervously, and her heart was turning what to do if the other side didn't reply, and what to do if she did.

What if the video is a scammer!

She couldn't help but look at her dress, fortunately, the short-sleeved T-shirt was normal, her hair was not messy, and the girl with a single ponytail was refreshing all the time.

With a dripping sound, Yang Yue looked out of the corner of his eye, and Luo Xiaofei's avatar was jumping wildly.

Hurry up and click on it.

"The name of the song is UR, and I found only one song, but it's not in English, it's in Korean and English. Listen to it, isn't it? ”

This is followed by a link.

Yang Yue clicked on the link, it was a video, buffering.

The prelude is very good.

Clicking on Sean's buckle space, clicking on the log, Yang Yue held his chin and stayed on the first lyrics.

I am a dove of Never Land

It just so happened that the music also sang this sentence, and the female singer was indeed singing Korean, but Yang Yue instantly showed a shocked expression, because the lyrics perfectly matched the original song of this original song.

It turned out to be the English version of the song.

Yang Yue didn't know how to describe her current mood, she wanted to cry, she wanted to laugh, she wanted to sigh, and she wanted to comfort...... But in the end, I listened to the song quietly with deep emotion.

Rebroadcast.

While the video was playing, Yang Yue re-entered the web search, this time she searched more carefully, she wanted to know, whether the lyrics were written by Sean himself, or the official English version of the song.

Ten minutes later, Yang Yue stopped searching with a strange look in his eyes, no need to search anymore, there is only one version of this song, there is no now, and there was no one when it was first released two years ago, and this log, which was sent more than two years ago, silently stayed in this space for so long.

The composer ,,,, easy to find now, and Yang Yue soon found out that these were three foreign musicians.

Sean, why did you write an English word for this song?

Is he really working in the music scene in the United States? That's why he told Luo Xiaofei that he could help... No, it doesn't make sense!

Also, why did you put this song in your log?

Could it be, what kind of fan is he?

Yang Yue pursed her lips, a little curious, and a little... A little jealousy...

Play it again.

This time she hummed along, naturally using the lyrics from the journal.

The words are the voice of the heart, and the music can move people even more.

Yang Yue decided, and sent a message to Sean in a while.

Whether he was a liar or not, Yang Yue wanted to talk to him.

Outside the house, Yang's father and Yang's mother listened attentively, glanced at each other, and sighed helplessly.

…...