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"It's really him. He killed the old principal and dismissed the vice-principal. This guy has got his wish."

"Isn't it? I just don't know that students are not so strict now. Speaking of which, when we were in high school, there was only Qi Xiaoxiao..."

She didn't finish her sentence again, because the phone rang, so she picked it up and put it to her ear to listen for a while, then covered the microphone: "Xiao Qiang said that someone brought it."

"Tell them to come and find me in the classroom of Class 2, Grade 3."

"good."

Lin Yue took advantage of Chang Mingxia's reply to Xiao Qiang, and walked towards the slightly dilapidated old building opposite.

Although the walls are freshly painted, and the signs on the outer walls are painted with bright slogans, such as "Confidence creates miracles, hard work writes myths", and "Knowledge changes destiny, now decides the future", but the whole building penetrates into the marrow of the era The feeling cannot be changed.

In the corridor leading to the third and second class of high school, Newton, Edison, Einstein, Marie Curie... all sat upright, looking at the people passing by in front of them with serious faces.

"Well, it's not bad."

What Chang Mingxia was talking about was the portraits of Lin Yue and Xia Luo. Although their achievements in the field of science and technology cannot be compared with those of the previous ones, in Xihong City No. 7 Middle School, the two people's motivational effects are far higher than these historical celebrities.

"Look at your titles, 'the youngest member of the Writers' Association', 'best-selling author', '1998 college entrance examination champion', 'the most imaginative young writer', 'the father of online writing'... I doubt if they write all Now, this amount of space is not enough, and Charlotte, if you know that the school ranks your profile higher than his, I'm afraid your lungs will explode."

Lin Yue said: "I am a college student who passed the No. 7 Middle School. If his portrait is placed in front of me, what will the students think? Those who drop out of school are more respected than those who study hard. Come on, everyone, stop studying. Go write a song."

"Study seriously? You said you study hard?" Chang Mingxia seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and she laughed so hard that her branches trembled. She was smaller than ordinary people when she was in high school, and she is supposed to be 31 this year. But this smile seems to be five or six years younger.

"I am the number one student in the college entrance examination in our province. Is there anyone who has surpassed me over the years? If you were a teacher, how would you describe me to the students? Do you write novels every day without doing your job, or do you study hard and soar to the sky after knowing your shame?"

"..." Speaking of this matter, she had a displeased expression on her face. Back then, she studied so hard and only took an exam at Liao University. This guy spent all his third year of high school writing novels, but he got 740 points in the college entrance examination. No. 1, everyone thought that he would go to a top university like Peking University and Tsinghua University for further studies. Who would have thought that he would go to Northeastern University? In his words, he miscalculated his own score, but this is also a lie to outsiders, classmate We all know that he is in order to enter the same school as Qiu Ya—a person who can get a score of 740 in the exam will not be able to estimate which grade of university his college entrance exam score can apply for when referring to the standard answers? Is it possible!

"I still can't figure out how you passed the test, 740, who do you want to piss off?"

"If I say that I can still get this score if I take the college entrance examination now, would you believe me?"

Chang Mingxia glared at him fiercely: "Is there such a joke as you?"

Lin Yue ignored her, and pushed open the door of Class 2, Class 3, Senior High School. The blackboard was no longer the original frosted glass blackboard, but replaced with an advanced touch-sensitive blackboard. The room was equipped with an air conditioner and a water dispenser, and the desks and chairs were added by two-person tables. Wooden seating transforms into an ergonomically designed desk and chair set.

"Teacher Wang is really willing to spend money."

"Who said it wasn't?"

Lin Yue sat down on the seat near the door, patted the tabletop, and couldn't help but sigh at the renovated classroom. At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the two turned their heads. The assistant Xiao Qiang brought a A man with a bruise on his right cheek walked in.

"Mr. Lin, the person you are looking for has been brought here."

Lin Yue nodded, waved his hand to the side, Xiao Qiang dodged obediently, and let out the man behind him.

"Are you the draft singer who was injured by Charlotte?"

The man with single eyelids and small eyes nodded: "That's right, it's me."

"May I have your name."

"My surname is Zhou, Jay Chou."

"Oh, my surname is Lin, and my name is Yue."

"Hello."

Obviously, from TW, he doesn't know what the name stands for.

"Mr. Zhou, do you know where this is?"

Jay Chou looked at the signboard of Class 3 and Class 2 hanging at the door, and shook his head.

Lin Yue said: "This is Charlotte's alma mater, and it is also my alma mater."

"No wonder."

Jay Chou thought of the portrait of Charlotte in the corridor, and suddenly realized that the godfather of the music scene, his alma mater would definitely be proud: "Mr. Lin, you took me all the way to Xihong City, didn't you just take me to see Charlotte's alma mater?"

"I've heard you say on TV that you've always felt like you were living in his shadow."

"That's right, I usually write songs, but I'm always dissatisfied when I write them. They even say that I copied Charlotte's songs. That's why I came to mainland China to participate in Good Voice, hoping to find a way to break through myself. , but I never thought that he would be this kind of person, just because he sang his song, he beat me up."

Anyone could hear the resentment in his words.

Also, the cover song of the idol was beaten by the idol, and it is hard for anyone to let go of this matter.

Lin Yue smiled and said, "Do you think he hit you because you changed his lyrics randomly? NO~"

"why?"

Jay Chou's curiosity was suddenly aroused.

"It's because you are the only one who has the potential to surpass him. In other words, he is jealous of his talents."

"No way..."

It is true that some people say that his singing style is similar to that of Charlotte, but no one has ever said that he can surpass Charlotte: "I think you didn't understand what I just said. I wrote songs, but what I wrote is just copying people's teeth. He was like a mountain, weighing me down."

Lin Yue smiled, got up and walked to his side, patted his shoulder, and stretched his hand to the side.

Chang Mingxia opened the zipper of the handbag, took out a few sheet music from it and handed it over.

"Let's see."

"This...this is..." Jay Chou looked at the song, hummed a few words in a low voice, and his face became very exciting.

Lin Yue and Chang Mingxia looked at each other and smiled: "It's been so long, it seems that people have forgotten that I can write songs."

After speaking, he turned around and handed another agreement to Jay Chou.

"You... what do you mean?" He was stunned by the content of the agreement.

"What do you mean? Of course it's literal, black and white, don't you know how to read it yourself?"

Lin Yue said it literally.

Literally what it means, write songs for him unconditionally, but he must keep it a secret and not disclose the source of the songs.

In other words, Lin Yue will give him his work for free.

Others are eager to sign their name on the song introduction page, but this guy is good, he doesn't want anything, he is willing to work for free.

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

"What do you want to do?" Lin Yue pondered for a moment and said, "I want to give my old classmate a big surprise. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

"But why did you choose me?"

"Don't you want revenge?"

"Yes I do."

Of course he thought, being beaten by Charlotte in front of the entire audience and mentors at the recording and broadcasting scene, not only did he not even apologize afterwards, but also issued a ban order for him. This is not only outrageous, but also quite hateful.

"Just think about it." Lin Yue conjured up a limited-edition Parker pen out of nowhere: "Let's sign it."

This time he didn't hesitate, took the pen and signed his name in the lower right corner of the agreement.

Five minutes later, Xiao Qiang took Jay Chou out of the classroom, and Lin Yue also got up and walked out, but instead of going downstairs, he came to the end of the corridor and looked through the window at the faculty dormitory area that had been demolished and converted into a building. sighed.

Chang Mingxia walked up to him, looked at the buildings in the distance and asked, "Miss her?"

After a long time, Lin Yue nodded: "Yes."