Rebirth of the Routine King

"Damn it! If I hadn't seen you drinking so much, I would have had to challenge you!"

Yang Hua supported Wang Yan and cursed all the way.

When he was tired, he asked Yang Tong to help him. Yang Tong didn't curse, but his expression was helpless.

Wang Yan didn't feel ashamed at all. His whole body was like a pile of meat, clinging to anyone who helped him.

Wang Yan can walk, but he doesn't know how far he can go. Just now, neither of them helped him, and within a hundred meters, he actually fell twice!

There was no other way, so the two of them had to take turns holding him.

The key is that the person can't fucking walk, and he keeps bragging.

"I'm telling you, Yang Hua, when I make money in two years, you will be the first recipient besides my family. You decide what you want first, and while I'm drunk,

Let me create a document..."

"And Yang Tong, I think you like cars very much. When the time comes, you can choose whatever you want within one million..."

"And your sister Yang Mei...I really didn't mean to push the door to the wrong door today, but to be honest, her red panties are pretty good..."

........

No wonder Yang Hua wanted to beat him up. Just shut up if you said you were drunk! Why are you talking so much!

What a fucking boast!

...

"Damn it! I never thought that Internet cafes were so far away before..."

It was already a hot day, and with Wang Yan on his side, Yang Hua was already sweating profusely.

Not to mention Yang Tong, who was fat himself, and who took turns supporting Wang Yan, so his shirt was soaked through.

"Come on, come on, we've seen the Internet cafe's sign. Yang Hua, support him, and I'll help you turn on the phone."

With that said, Yang Tong left Yang Hua and Wang Yan behind and ran forward with his short legs.

The heart of a young man is always pure. Even if Yang Tong went to the Internet cafe to cool down alone first, Yang Hua would not think about the word "shared responsibilities" and still supported Wang Yan and walked forward.

Wang Yan freed up a hand, lit a cigarette, puffed out the smoke leisurely, and said:

"Yang Hua, there was something I didn't say when Yang Tong was here just now. Now that he's gone, I must tell you..."

Yang Hua gasped: "If you fart, let it go!"

"Didn't I just say that I would let Yang Tong choose a car worth less than one million? For the sake of your loyalty, a car worth less than five million..."

Before Wang Yan could finish speaking, Yang Hua took away the hand on his shoulder and said angrily:

"Wang Yan! It's hard enough for me to support you, and I kept listening to you brag all the way. It's all over the place, and you still won't let me go! Just go on your own!"

After that, he strode towards the Internet cafe.

Wang Yan was also speechless, he didn't even believe that I could make money! Why did he miss such a good opportunity?

Looking at the Internet cafe just around the corner, Wang Yan sat down, finished his cigarette, patted the dirt on his butt, and walked in with all his strength.

Internet cafes do very well during the summer vacation, and there are almost no seats available.

Wang Yan found Yang Hua and Yang Tong, and these two guys were loading the game.

Yang Hua handed Wang Yan a boarding card and a bottle of Master Kong, and said: "It's iced, drink some to sober up."

Wang Yan sat down on the soft swivel chair and lit another cigarette while waiting for the phone to turn on.

After the fight started, Yang Hua and Yang Tong ignored Wang Yan and put on headphones and keyboard

Knocking loudly.

Wang Yan still follows the old rules, first download the official website of msn, and then log in to the email address.

There was still no reply from Fang Yanshan in the inbox, but this was within Wang Yan's expectation, so he didn't feel any disappointment.

I'm worried about what lyrics to carry today...

If you stick to one word a day, you will definitely be exhausted in a short time. You need to find a way to solve this problem.

How about writing a truly original poem of your own?

Wang Yan knows that five truths and one falsehood are not false, and five falsehoods and one truth are not true. If a few classic songs are mixed with a song of inferior quality, it should not arouse Fang Yanshan's suspicion, but it will be more

It convinced him and also proved the authenticity of the Six Musketeers.

Because no matter how awesome a genius is, it is impossible for him to have no scraps.

Just like Fang Yanshan himself, didn’t he often deny himself when he first started writing?

And Jay Chou, under the pressure of Wu Zongxian, wrote dozens of songs in one week. Is it possible that the first one became widely sung?

After deciding on the direction, Wang Yan began to think about the lyrics...

What should I write about? Love? Friendship? Campus? Youth?...

Finally, Wang Yan decided to write a poem about the scene when he and Qi Xiuquan met for the first time.

Well, who said it before? The best way to miss someone is to write her into a song.

Wang Yan closed his eyes slightly, chewing a cigarette in his mouth, and the smoke curled up, and he began to recall the first time he met Qi Xiuquan.

........

It was a few days after the start of his junior year. On his way to the cafeteria to get food, Wang Yan saw two girls laughing and playing. One of them, a slightly taller girl with a ponytail, was Qi Xiuquan.

She held the lunch box and walked past Wang Yan. Maybe it was out of politeness as a new student, or she felt that the handsome guy who had been staring at her was quite pleasing to the eye, so she gave him a cute smile.

A beautiful smile.

At that moment, Wang Yan seemed to be entranced. He stood there motionless for about two minutes.

There is a saying that goes like this, there is no such thing as a beautiful person, only beautiful eyes.

As a famous action star named Li once said: The first time I saw her, I knew she was the woman I wanted to marry in this life.

In fact, isn't his wife a stunning beauty?

Wang Yan felt the same way at that time. When he saw Qi Xiuquan for the first time, he felt that his heart had an independent sense of identity inexplicably, as if she was the only one who could turn on this function.

There is nothing like love at first sight.

Wang Yan's out-of-the-box personality is innate. Once you get to know him, he will always make jokes when talking to anyone, no matter adults, seniors or peers. Especially in front of girls, he always likes to say some funny things to make everyone laugh.

Until he met this girl, Wang Yan felt scared for the first time!

.......

Opening his eyes, Fang Yan started typing:

Word name: [That bunch of ponytail]

that summer

The sound of cicadas echoes in my ears

The roses are in full bloom and the roses are blushing

Weeping willows by the small lake, sunset reflecting on the water

In the hurried crowd

A special scenery appears in front of you

Blooming flowers, people beside the flowers, people hugging each other

And the trees in the sun, the trees in the shade

You, you hold a smiling face

.......

that campus

Years flow like water under your feet

Buildings of teaching buildings

How many loves brewed into poems and finally fell into pieces

In the smiling eyes in the classroom, notes are being passed around

Under the sunset in the corner of the playground, my eyes wet with tears silently

Pained, laughed, loved, hated

Only time is silent and silent

The person you love the most doesn’t speak, words are no longer important

And the one I love most, even if he doesn’t speak, I still smile

...

Ah! That ponytail!

Shake and shake, shake into my dreamland

In my dreams I confess my love to you

Ah! That ponytail!

Jumping, jumping, my heart is beating

My heart is full of you

...

Ah! That girl!

Laugh and laugh, melting my stubbornness

Ah! That campus!

Let's go, let's go until the end of the world

...

ah!

That ponytail...

ah!

My girl...

........

After hammering, deleting, and modifying, Fang Yan finally finished it.

It was his first time writing lyrics, and Wang Yan didn't know much about rhyme structures. He always felt that rhyming lyrics sounded particularly exciting, so he used this format extensively and tried to rhyme at the end.

Looking at the results of his writing, Wang Yan inexplicably felt that it had the potential to become a god.

If it were you, what kind of music should this song be composed into?

It is best to have a campus style like Pu Shu or Wei, the kind that sings softly and slowly.

But King Fang also knew that if it were handed over to Fang Yanshan, and then given to Jay Chou by Fang Yanshan, then this poem would basically be a nunchuck tune.

But it’s not absolute. Jay Chou’s lyrics usually have long sentences, which are conducive to being written in one go. However, the song I wrote has more short sentences, which is suitable for lyrical lyrics.

No matter what! Anyway, it’s your own now, and you can come up with the tunes yourself.

After thinking about it, Wang Yan actually hummed the lyrics out loud.

That ponytail...

My girl....

.....

At this time, Wang Yan had something on his mind, and the alcohol slowly invaded his mind, and he slowly fell asleep without knowing it.

He dreamed about the summer of that year again, and about the love he had longed for.

...

"Hey! Classmate, please wait a moment!"

"What's wrong, senior brother?"

"Is your surname Tiantian?"

"No!"

"Oh, so you are not called Tianxian?"

"Of course I won't. My name is Qi Xiuquan..."

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