Chapter 34 Copyright Consent?

There are a total of ten part-time jobs, 1357 and 2468 are staggered respectively. There is only one job in the bar that I do every day.

The position of waiter is still retained, and it has also been regularized. She didn't understand what Director Chen meant, but she seemed to say that she had received a message from her boss, and the waiter did the same, and the singing was for a period of time after work, not often. Because her professional level is not high, she still needs to ask Xu Xiao to help exercise for a while.

Despite this, she is already very satisfied, and such an opportunity is what she has always dreamed of.

"What do you want?! Work! ”

The only unfortunate thing is that she was really targeted by Cai Zirou this time......

"Yes......"

In short, the next month or so of summer life was spent in an extremely busy life. But she is also very glad that because of this job in the bar, she is not afraid that she will not have time to sing and play the piano every day. And Xu Xiao really became her first music teacher.

The passage of time is really blinking, and soon, the time for the start of school has entered the countdown, and I have earned a lot of salary, plus the money earned during the previous sophomore year of high school, which is enough for the tuition fee of the first semester.

After blowing her long freshly washed hair and putting on her guitar, she came to the garden in the courtyard, walked to the tall banyan tree, and sat down against it.

Put the guitar in your hands, lower your eyes, look at the strings under your fingertips, and your long eyelashes stir slightly.

Slowly, the beautiful guitar music came, responding to the afternoon sun, driving the colorful flowers and plants to dance left and right.

Shallow Ruoli raised her eyes and looked at the garden wall. After a moment's hesitation, he put his guitar in his bag, put it on his back, and walked out of the courtyard.

The music continued, like flowing water, bringing a touch of coolness to the August heat.

But as the sound of footsteps on the concrete floor got closer, the sound of the guitar slowed down and finally disappeared completely.

"Ruo Li!" With a guitar in one hand, An Zimo stood up and looked at Qianruoli with a smile

Qian Ruoli didn't say hello as soon as he did, but said emotionlessly: "Senior, I really doubt now that you have set up surveillance in our courtyard." ”

"Hee-hee, you should think I'm amazing, you see, I can let you out every time." An Zimo didn't notice any difference in the tone of Qian Ruoli's tone, and said very narcissistically.

However, there is a little bit of confusion about Qian Ruoli, generally speaking, this An Zimo will come every few days, but in the past few weeks, he has not been here once, which also makes Qian Ruoli feel a little uncomfortable, thinking of this Qian Ruoli can't help but shake her head, this guy will never come again is what she wants!

"What are you here for?" Shallow Ruoli asked expressionlessly.

"Oh, that's right, you take a look at this first!" As he spoke, An Zimo took out a folder from his schoolbag, turned the first page, and handed it to Qian Ruoli.

The title on the dense text reads: Copyright Consent.

"What is this?" Qian Ruoli casually flipped through the first few pages and asked.

"Copyright Consent!" An Zimo said, only to see him turn the back of the shallow Ruoli flip it back, put the first side in front of him, and said seriously: "Didn't I always ask you to help me change the tune not long ago?" I have already completed a few of these songs, and I am ready to sing them in our school in the future, because you also have credit for this song, so it is good to sign your name here, and you will be indispensable when it comes to publicity! ”

After speaking, she blinked at Qianruoli a few times, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"If you want to sing it, you can sing it, I didn't help much, most of the songs were written by yourself, don't count me." Shallow Ruoli shook his head and put the folder back in his hand.

An Zimo saw that she was about to leave, so he immediately handed the folder to her again, and put a pen on it: "Oh, you just sign it, otherwise we will not be happy in our conscience, and, it's just a name, you only need to move your hands, for the comfort of our souls, you can sign it." ”