reborn my golden age

Of course Zhang Yuan didn't know anything anymore. He happily ate the fried noodles and beer Xu Tao invited and started preparing for the next day's high math test.

This is the most important exam before the holiday. After passing this level, you can have fun.

In the evening, Xu Tao came to Zhang Yuan mysteriously: "Old Zhang, what do you want to eat tomorrow?"

Zhang Yuan Dale: "Let's go for fried noodles, I think it's good!"

Xu Tao patted his chest and said, "No problem! Brother Yuan wants to eat, so you must have it!"

On the second day, everyone nervously entered the examination room and greeted each other: "Old Zhang! For the sake of the party and the state, please give me a hand."

"Mr. Zhao! It's up to you. I'll introduce you to your girlfriend later!"

High school mathematics is a big course, and there are more people taking the exam, so this time it is a big exam room.

Zhang Yuan and his party were looking for their seats. After sitting down, they found Liu Feifei sitting next to them.

What a coincidence.

"How are the preparations going?" Zhang Yuan was at a loss for words.

"I don't know." Liu Feifei was a little depressed: "It feels like I haven't read the book."

Zhang Yuan glanced at her and said, "Did you stay up late last night?"

Liu Feifei was startled, touched her eyes and said, "Can you see this? Is it that obvious?"

Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "How about you go and look in the mirror?"

Liu Feifei said depressedly: "I won't go. If I had known, I would have reviewed it a week in advance." Although high math is difficult, it is not a big problem for her. It was just that she was delayed in preparing for the New Year's Day party before the year, and she participated again after the year.

When we have dinner together, we have much less time to review.

While we were chatting, the invigilator came in: "Students, be quiet. We are now starting to hand out papers."

Liu Feifei whispered to Zhang Yuan: "Don't be too protective later."

Zhang Yuan nodded, took the test paper passed from the front, lowered his head and wrote his name.

The questions are not very difficult, and are obviously much more friendly than the statistics test papers.

Zhang Yuan wrote quickly and quickly filled the blank areas with answers.

After he finished the questions, he glanced to the side and saw Liu Feifei lowering her head and frowning.

Feeling that someone was looking at her, Liu Feifei raised her head and looked at Zhang Yuan, and then glanced at Zhang Yuan's paper, which was full of writing. Looking at herself again, only the multiple-choice questions had answers, the fill-in-the-blank questions and the following ones.

Many of the big questions were empty - she even regretted not paying attention to the lecture.

I looked at the invigilator in front of me. The two of them were chatting quietly at the door. Although they glanced at the classroom from time to time, the two teachers were not enough for the huge lecture hall - they did not intend to invigilate the exam seriously. Jianghai University students were still very

confident.

But this time they were freshmen, not the sophomores or juniors they thought they were.

Liu Feifei pointed to her paper and mouthed: "Give me the answer." Then she clasped her hands together and asked Zhang Yuan with a pitiful look.

Zhang Yuan lowered his head and wrote the answer on the paper, making some slight changes. If that silly girl copied it all, the secret would be exposed.

Liu Feifei was so anxious waiting that the invigilator even passed by her once. Time passed by minute by second, and Zhang Yuan was still writing answers there.

She really wanted to tell Zhang Yuan that it would be great if he could pass the exam and not need so much, but she couldn't make a sound.

Finally, Zhang Yuan stopped writing. When the invigilator was not paying attention, Zhang Yuan mouthed: "Give me your acting paper."

While the invigilator's back was turned to the two of them, Zhang Yuan folded the acting paper and exchanged it with Liu Feifei.

Quietly, without making any sound, perfect.

But Xu Tao behind him saw it and poked Zhang Yuan with his pen. Zhang Yuan moved the test paper to the side, and Xu Tao behind him started writing with a rustling sound.

Liu Feifei quickly copied the answers, and when the teacher wasn't paying attention, she handed the answers to Ma Wenwen behind her.

Then she smiled sweetly at Zhang Yuan, looking at this guy more and more pleasing to her eyes, and now she began to happily wait for the exam to end.

Finally, when the exam was over, Zhang Yuan and his group were preparing to go to dinner. Liu Feifei said to Zhang Yuan at the door of the classroom: "It's really amazing. Everything seems to be right."

Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "How is it possible? I changed it a little specially, haha."

Liu Feifei also laughed: "No matter what, I think I might get a high score this time, hahaha."

Xu Tao came over and hugged Zhang Yuan, and said with a smile on his face: "Okay, stop falling in love, brother will treat you to dinner!"

Liu Feifei's face turned red and she said to Zhang Yuan: "You go to eat first, I'm leaving too."

Xu Tao pretended not to see Liu Feifei and pulled Zhang Yuan away with a smile.

In the afternoon, when Zhang Yuan took time to upload novels in the computer room, he suddenly received a call from an unfamiliar number.

"Could it be an incoming call?" Zhang Yuan wondered in his mind, but he was very persistent about this call and kept thinking about it.

After pressing the answer button, a middle-aged man's voice came from the phone.

"Hello, I'm the manager of East China East Star Media here. My name is Chen Cheng and I want to chat with you."

Zhang Yuanzheng was bored: "What's the matter?"

Chen Cheng: "We accidentally discovered a song called "Ugly". Our company is very interested and wants to acquire this song. What do you think?"

Zhang Yuan immediately became interested: "Yes, but it depends on how much money you pay."

Chen Cheng: "Five thousand yuan."

Zhang Yuan was furious. This was an insult to his own IQ. He had the nerve to ask for five thousand yuan, but he was making fun of his former brother. You may not be able to buy a song of this level with a zero at the end.

Zhang Yuan suppressed his anger and said: "Five thousand, then you can find someone else to buy it."

Of course Chen Cheng knew the value of this song. Hearing Zhang Yuan's unhappy tone, he quickly added: "How much do you want to sell it for, classmate?"

Zhang Yuan reported a number without blinking an eyelid: "Eighty thousand!"

Chen Cheng on the other end of the phone suddenly laughed: "Classmate, your asking price is too harsh. To be honest, your song is good, but it is far from the price of 80,000. You are a newcomer, not famous, and the song has already

You sang it."

Zhang Yuan also laughed: "Then we are done talking?" He no longer wanted to quarrel with the other party. With the income from "Zhu Xian", a mere five thousand yuan really couldn't move him.

Chen Cheng said: "Everything is easy to discuss. Look, classmate, how about we offer 10,000 yuan."

Zhang Yuan spit out two words: "Bye."

After saying that, Zhang Yuan hung up the phone. What a joke, even if this song is rotten in his hands, it can't be sold so cheaply - this is not an insult to him, it is an insult to the song.

But Chen Cheng seems to have pointed out a way for Zhang Yuan again, so he can sell songs.

Soon, Zhang Yuan's cell phone rang again. When he looked down, it was still the same number.

Chen Cheng: "Classmate, this is not how business is done, your price is too harsh."

Zhang Yuan: "That's the price! If you want to buy it, buy it. If you don't buy it, I'll throw it away. I'm not short of these ten thousand yuan. If you are willing, just call again. If not, don't call. I still need to review

Fail your homework first."

Chen Cheng on the other end of the phone had a depressed smile on his face. He said he did not need the 80,000 yuan, which was a big statement. It seemed that the other party was not an ordinary poor student, and he probably made people angry with the 5,000 yuan he had spent at the beginning.

, and now I have been quoted a sky-high price of 80,000 yuan.

There are songs priced at 80,000 yuan, but if Chen Cheng is asked to spend 80,000 yuan to buy a new song written by a newcomer, he really can't make up his mind.

But this song is really well written. If it were a famous musician, he would not even blink an eyelid at the 80,000 yuan, and would rush to give the money away. Could it be that I really underestimated this new classmate?

?

It's not easy for a newcomer to get ahead, but it's not too difficult to be discovered. What if this song is released by another company first? Now the company is promoting a female artist named Chen. She has several songs left before the album can be released.

The title song hasn't appeared yet. If it continues to be delayed, the boss will probably go crazy.

80,000 is just 80,000. At worst, you can make up some more. If you please the female singer, you can satisfy the boss. If the boss is satisfied, then your future will be bright.

Chen Cheng reluctantly dialed Zhang Yuan's phone: "Hello, classmate, we agree to transfer your song for 80,000 yuan."

The voice on the other end was still so calm: "Okay. Let's set the time for tomorrow. I have an exam the day after tomorrow. I don't want to go to the exam with something to worry about."

"Time is a little tight tomorrow." Chen Cheng calculated that it would take about four or five hours to drive from Shanghai to Jiankang. It was not impossible to sign the contract tomorrow, but he just didn't want to be led around.

Zhang Yuan's voice was still very steady: "I will have a free day tomorrow. If you sincerely want it, come and sign it. If you don't want it, I will sell it to another company."

The last sentence was very lethal, and the advantages of the seller's market were fully demonstrated, which forced Chen Cheng into a corner. It was true that he had the upper hand, but the other party did not necessarily have to sell to him.

"Okay, see you tomorrow." Chen Cheng was very depressed. He, a person who had been in society for many years, was led by a college student.

But he had no choice. In order to live a good life this year, even if he spent more money, he had to hold his nose and admit it. It was not his money anyway.

Thinking of this, Chen Cheng felt better again.

"Xiao Li! Go make arrangements. Let's go to Jianghai University in Jiankang tomorrow!" Chen Cheng shouted to the assistant outside the door.

At noon the next day, Zhang Yuan met Chen Cheng, a middle-aged man wearing a black frame, followed by several people who looked like assistants.

The group of people met in a quiet corner of the campus, and Zhang Yuan read the contract carefully. Nothing else mattered. Zhang Yuan had carefully confirmed the amount. Yes, it was 80,000.

After each signed one, it was considered effective and Zhang Yuan received 80,000 yuan in cash.

After receiving 80,000 yuan in cash, Zhang Yuan suddenly realized. If he had known it, he would have written songs and sold them earlier. Why was he wasting so much time?

It’s just that he wrote Wang Bo’s name when composing the music and gave Wang Bo some money.

Although he hummed it all, he wrote it and it was written clearly.

Taking out his mobile phone, Zhang Yuan called Wang Bo.

"Where are you?"

"Reviewing Mao Zedong Theory!"

"What nonsense are you talking about! Come to the south gate, my brother has something good for you!"

Wang Bo on the other end of the phone was very confused: "What good can you do?"

Zhang Yuan was very proud: "Hurry up! It will be cold if it's too late. Then you can't blame me for being ruthless and ruthless, brother!"

After saying that, Zhang Yuan hung up the phone. This trick must be effective. The silly boy would probably think that he was introducing Wu Xue to him.

Sure enough, Wang Bo came over quickly on a small electric donkey. After seeing Zhang Yuan, he started to look around.

"What are you looking at? Look at me!"

"What do you have to see?" Wang Bo parked the car and curled up his hands, looking like he had taken a lot of trouble.

Zhang Yuan found a place to take shelter from the wind and whispered: "Something just happened, something you couldn't have imagined!"

"Say what's going on! Brother, I don't have time to fight with you!" Wang Bo didn't see any girls around, so he wanted to leave quickly.

Zhang Yuan took out a piece of paper and handed it to Wang Bo: "Look, don't blame me for making the decision without permission!"

Then he took out a black plastic bag from his schoolbag and handed it to Wang Bo.

"One of us writes the lyrics and the other composes the music, we split it half and half!"

Wang Bo raised his head, already a little unhappy: "Fuck! Are you scolding me?"

Zhang Yuan was a little dumbfounded, Wang Bo was so sincere.

"Okay! My brother thought it was a big deal!" Wang Bo took the money, stuffed it into Zhang Yuan's schoolbag, and said to Zhang Yuan: "Stop it now!"

Zhang Yuan was a little touched. There really aren't many people like Wang Bo left.

"No! We have to do whatever we have to do! Don't be impulsive!" Zhang Yuan said while putting money into the basket of Wang Bo's battery car.

Wang Bo twisted the handle of the car, jumped far away, and said to Zhang Yuan: "I refuse to admit this! You just treat your buddy to a meal, what do you mean by giving money to your buddy? If you do this again

There’s nothing you can do, brother!”

Then the battery car turned a corner and quickly disappeared.

Zhang Yuan stared blankly at Wang Bo's leaving figure, feeling in his heart that this guy can handle it!