Chapter 103 Two Days Off

Regarding Han Jie's directness... Lin Baochang looked a little embarrassed at this time, and said, "Han Jie! I..." In fact, from Lin Baochang's point of view, he didn't know how to answer Han Jie at all.

Seeing Lin Baochang's reluctance to say anything, Han Jie said in a natural anger, "I am what I am! Tell you Lin Baochang, our family Ziqi is a great beauty in the city's literary and art circle. Don't worry about it every day. If you If you don't like her, just say it outright. If Xia Ziqi wants to get married, it won't last for a week, and everyone who pursues her will fill the gymnasium."

Xia Ziqi didn't interrupt, but looked at Lin Baochang with a sad face. She also wanted to know what Lin Baochang's answer was to alienate herself.

Lin Baochang glanced at Xia Ziqi's cheeks that fascinated him, and felt his whole heart twitch. Said: "Han Jie is telling the truth! I'm not worthy of Ziqi. I'm sorry Ziqi! You should have the right to pursue happiness. If I cause trouble to your life, I'm sorry." , Endured the feeling of heartache, turned and left.

"Lin Baochang! You bastard. You are not allowed to leave! You haven't made it clear to me yet." Han Jie immediately chased after her and asked to clarify.

Xia Ziqi hurriedly grabbed Han Jie and said, "Xiaojie! Stop chasing. Don't make everyone unhappy!"

Han Jie turned her head and said, "Ziqi, why are you pulling me! Don't you want to know why he did this?"

Xia Ziqi glanced at Lin Baochang's distant back, and said sadly, "So what if you know it! Those who should leave can't be kept." While speaking, she suddenly shouted loudly, "Lin Baochang! Since you want to leave sooner or later. Go, then you shouldn't be there in the first place."|

Lin Baochang in the distance stopped when he heard this sentence... Zhang Yu thought he was going to turn around, but he didn't turn around, but paused for a while and continued to walk until he disappeared.

Neither Zhang Yu nor Xia Ziqi and Han Jie were talking, and the surroundings were quiet for a while.

Xia Ziqi said weakly: "Let's go! The driver will be anxious for a while."

Zhang Yu and Han Jie sighed when they heard the words, and the three walked towards the parking lot together.

Seeing that Xia Ziqi looked sad, Zhang Yu knew that he shouldn't ask, but he was also itching to say, "Sister Xia! Don't blame my brother for taking mice. What is the reason for the trouble between you and Instructor Lin? so nervous?"

Xia Ziqi sighed and said, "I don't know either! In fact, my sister is not afraid that you will know. I was in a relationship with him during high school and college, and we have always been very good. We originally wanted to wait for me to finish graduate school. He got married after graduation. But when I graduated from graduate school, he seemed to be a different person. He couldn’t find anyone, he didn’t answer the phone, and he kept avoiding me. As for what happened between us, in fact, I Not sure."

Zhang Yu nodded with an "oh", thought for a while, and said, "It seems! The problem happened during your postgraduate entrance examination. What is it? It's so strange?"

Han Jie interjected angrily: "What's weird! If I want to tell you, it must be that kid who has changed his mind. Now, maybe he has a crush on the daughter of a high-ranking official! Except for the dark spots on his skin, that kid looks oily and pink. Yes. Otherwise, your sister Xia can't eat or drink for him every day!"

Xia Ziqi frowned and said, "Han Jie, please, don't talk nonsense! Don't mention him anymore, it gives me a headache to mention him."

Zhang Yu and Han Jie looked at each other, and no one continued to ask about Lin Baochang.

A few people walked a few steps... Xia Ziqi suddenly remembered something and said, "That's right, Zhang Yu! I'm going to participate in the National TV Professional Singer Grand Prix early next year. Can you write a song for me?"

Zhang Yu heard the words and said, "Uh... I haven't written this before! I don't know if I can write it well."

Xia Ziqi was surprised when she heard this, and said, "No! Don't tell me,

You wrote that victory march, your first song ever written? "

Han Jie was also surprised and said, "No! It's true!"

Zhang Yu nodded and said, "This is indeed my first time writing a song! I've never written a song before."

Xia Ziqi was surprised when she heard the words... You must know that she never thought that Zhang Yu was writing a song for the first time. And for the first time, it was incredible to write such an awesome song at once.

Xia Ziqi saw Zhang Yu write a song in minutes in the gym that day, and thought he used to write songs often. Who knew that "March of Victory" turned out to be his debut... true or false? So is Zhang Yu an accidental inspiration? Or a creative genius?

Zhang Yu said: "Sister Xia, you don't have to worry! Although I have written a song, you also know that I can play the saxophone. My usual feeling of writing is actually quite good. When you need it, you can Contact me directly. Let's find a time to meet and study together. I think the songs I wrote shouldn't be a big problem."

Xia Ziqi nodded and said nothing. Although I have little confidence in what song Zhang Yu can write for me in the future. But after all, right now, he has no good choice.

There are several professional songwriters in Zhonghai City. The head of the group (the head of the city's song and dance troupe) is also the chairman of the Municipal Musicians Association. However, the overall creative level in the city is really not on the table, let alone compared with the well-known composers in the country, even in the province, that is the difference between heaven and earth.

The top composers in the country have a lot of good songs in their hands, but it's not my turn. Even if a song and a half fall out occasionally, it is my turn to be lucky. In fact, those singers who are willing to spend a lot of money choose the rest. There are more than good ones, but not enough to win the championship.

Seeing that the competition is about to start after the year, I don't have a decent work in my hand. Now I can only hope that Mr. Dong Wenshan can leave a song for me this year. It seems that after a while, I will inevitably have to go to my alma mater again to save the teacher's face again.

Then there is this brother Zhang Yu. I hope he can open his mind again after the year and write a work for himself that can barely pass the test. But creating this kind of thing is, after all, a realm, a feeling. If you have a feeling, you may write an excellent song in one fell swoop. If you feel broken, you may only have this song for a lifetime, and then it will be the end of the song and say goodbye to the composition world.

Xia Ziqi had mixed thoughts... The three of them boarded the car together, the car started, drove out of the gymnasium, and went straight to No. 1 Middle School.

Class Twelve returned to No. 1 Middle School, first removed the knives and guns used for the performance from the car, and carried them back to the warehouse of the gymnasium for storage. Tomorrow, Xia Ziqi will notify someone from the prop rental company to come and get the item back. As for the trophies and awards, they were all handed over to Han Jie. She would arrange time and put them in the school's honor room. She would be one of the many honors of No. 1 Middle School, filling the gap, and placing it in a conspicuous position.

Class 12 was busy for a whole week, and finally completed the performance task successfully, and then disbanded, welcoming the hard-won two-day break.

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Zhang Yu returned home and decided to hurry up... In addition to the time for the online live broadcast, he decided to use the hard-won two-day break to code out all the rest of Xiaoao Jianghu.

You must know that in order to arrange the rehearsal of the party last week, Zhang Yu did not dare to stay up too late every night. After the live broadcast ended, he lay down and went to bed early. Xiaoao Jianghu basically did not do the coding work at all, and the progress of his studies was also put on hold to concentrate on performing.

But now the whole semester has passed more than half... I haven't studied, the manuscript is not written, if I don't work harder, time will pass quickly, and it will be the day of the exam in a blink of an eye.

Losing money is a small matter, but face is a big deal. You can’t lose face if you lose anything. You only have to hit people in the face, and you don’t have the habit of putting your face out to be beaten. This is Zhang Yu’s bottom line.

With the decision, after Zhang Yu went online and finished the live broadcast, he followed at home to write with all his strength... God-level typing skills exerted all his strength, and the keyboard seemed to be rushing like rain. The rest of the novel content of "Swordsman" is rapidly Generating.

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The country's largest video website, Speed ​​Video Network, was uploaded at night with several video programs recorded on mobile phones.

"Chao Niu B program shocked the audience! 》

"Small Gala Stunned Chorus! The military song adds a peerless classic. 》

"Composed by the mysterious songwriter of Zhonghai City! Victory March! 》

"High School Gala! Amazing works of great gods. 》

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