"I'm sorry, I don't want to write songs lately."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've been very busy lately, and I don't have time to write songs."

"I'm out of inspiration, I don't want to write."

"No song, no appointment."

“……”

In the face of the overwhelming number of friend applications and the overwhelming requests for songs, Gu Xiu's answer was relatively unified.

No songs.

Not by appointment.

Anyway, if you don't write songs, you don't give songs.

It's not that Gu Xiu is floating, but Gu Xiu doesn't like the money for this song.

Well, it seems like it's still floating?

But I have to admit that in Gu Xiu's plan, writing songs was actually just to make a transition and make the first pot of gold.

After all, it's not like I'm a star.

No matter how good the songs are written, they can't make a lot of money.

Especially after learning about this line, Gu Xiu found that this line was actually just like that, and it was not as good as he imagined.

Don't you see, how many people only rely on writing songs to make capital?

With that kind of kung fu, it's better to do something else.

There are so many outlets to make money, there is no need to increase your workload.

"Persuade people to write songs, and the sky will thunder."

finally rejected the last well-known singer to ask for a song, and Gu Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

I clicked on the securities software and looked at the stocks I bought.

An almost 60-degree diagonal line, climbing upwards, shows that the stocks Gu Xiu has purchased are currently experiencing a big bull market.

"Compared to Yu Bao or something, this thing is still almost, I can't see how much money I make every day."

"However, the daily increase should be more profitable than me writing songs every day, right?"

"Tsk, if I had known that I could be reborn, I would have to study stock futures, and I didn't have to do anything when I came back, just buy stocks and speculate in futures, what bother?"

Gu Xiu muttered to himself with emotion.

No way, it's too easy to earn.

During this time, the legend of Guoyun still continued to transfuse blood for Gu Xiu.

Especially with the passage of time, the Legend of Guoyun is now climbing every month, both in terms of the number of players and the amount of recharge.

It brought a lot of wealth to Gu Xiu.

And Gu Xiu did not let the money lie in the bank and eat ashes, but put it all in the stock market for the first time.

After all, there is still a period of time before the day ticked on the desk calendar, which means that before that, you only need to move your money to a position and then lie down to make money.

Such a great opportunity, of course, cannot be missed.

This leads to this.

Gu Xiu himself didn't know how much he could cash out when all his stocks were sold off?

But want to come.

It should be enough to buy a lot of houses.

In the next few days, Gu Xiu began the painful time of the summer vacation of elementary school students.

It hurts indeed.

Before the holiday, Gu Xiu planned a complete summer vacation for himself, what to play, where to play, and what to do.

As a result, there is only one reality after the holiday.

Do the housework, do the homework!

When he was in school, Comrade Gu couldn't see it, and Gu Xiu was also able to experience a carefree childhood.

But once you have a holiday, it's really wrong to even breathe.

Stay at home and watch TV, Comrade Gu Jianjun will look at Gu Xiu if he is not pleasing to the eye and let him do his homework.

If he runs out to play and doesn't stay home for a day, then Gu Jianjun will definitely pull his ears again, look at him even more unpleasantly, and let him do his homework.

Gu Xiu was prepared for this.

Therefore, when he took out the homework that took him a few days and stayed up all night to complete, he was expecting to see Comrade Gu Jianjun deflated.

And then shut up.

But the result is ......

"I'm done with my homework, and I don't know how to help out in the store?"

"Isn't it great to finish your homework, look at your happiness, start now, write an essay every day!"

"Won't you review after doing your homework, won't you find some other books to read, and will you know what you know?"

"You said you could do it, but what about your second-year student, you'll be in the second grade soon, why don't you read the second-grade books and study on your own?"

"After self-study, won't you go to the store to help, Lao Tzu is tired and tired all day, you kid just play all day, right?"

At the end of such a reprimand, it is often accompanied by a sentence:

"I want to ...... when I was studying"

Then, Gu Xiu spent every day writing essays, reviewing and previewing, doing housework, and helping out in the store.

It can be summed up in one sentence.

Elementary school students have no human rights!

Now that I think about it, in my previous life, I looked forward to the holidays when I went to school, and I looked forward to going to school during the holidays, which is actually not contradictory at all.

The former pursues dreams, the latter understands reality.

On this day, as usual, Gu Xian's face was full of bitterness, thinking about what composition to write today.

Just listen outside.

A familiar melody appeared.

When I poked my head out and looked out, I saw a group of clerks sitting next to each other, with a repeater on the table.

It was from the repeater that the singing came.

"I've always had a dream in my heart"

"I want to go to Songshan Shaolin to learn martial arts"

"It's like the handsome Superman in the movie"

"Chivalry and Righteousness"

"Flying cornices and walls"

“……”

Seeing that Gu Xiu was curious and didn't dare to come out, one of the young ladies with a round face beckoned to him:

"Don't worry, your dad went to the second store."

Hearing this, Gu Xiu finally stretched and jumped up from his small bench.

Everyone laughed and expressed deep sympathy for Gu Xiu's experience.

Gu Xiu didn't care: "Sister, what song are you listening to?" ”

"A new group in Baodao sings a song called Shaolin Heroes, this is a tape I just bought today, and it sounds good."

"Is it genuine?"

"What is the original?"

"Uh, nothing." Gu Xiu shook his head.

To be honest these days, it's not easy to find a genuine album or something.

At least now in the small counties in China, the most widely circulated is actually filled pirated.

A lot of audio stores are more interested in this thing.

After all, the purchase price is cheap, and the sale is better, sometimes even if there is a genuine choice, everyone is not happy to choose the genuine.

As for the audience......

As long as you can listen, that's fine.

The common problem of the times cannot be blamed on anyone.

Gu Xiu was just resting, and to be honest, listening to the three sisters singing the songs they carried by themselves, it felt quite different.

It should be playful and playful, it should be cute and cute, and the song is a thief six, and the arrangement has changed.

While Gu Xiu was admiring the singing voice of the sisters, several waiters next to him discussed it to themselves:

"I think this Shaolin hero is very good, why is this song scolded so fiercely?"

"Who knows, this one is good, the song just now is the worst, and I was scolded to death, do I think it's okay?"

"The calories are good, and I am full of energy, and I want to jump along with it."

"But now everyone scolds these three songs, and today I watched TV and saw someone laughing at these three songs, saying that they were elementary school students."

"People are professional musicians, so it's definitely different."

"I don't care about that, anyway, it's enough for me to sound good, and I don't care about the rest."

“……”

Listening to the discussion of several young ladies, Gu Xiu was a little strange.

Just as he was about to ask, he saw a music magazine on the table.

There was a huge title written on the cover, which attracted Gu Xiu's attention.

"Uncle Gu, the garbage creator, is ashamed to seal his pen and no longer create garbage!"

Gu Xiu: ???