Thinking he had guessed something, he sighed.

Jiang Yu was a little nervous.

Although she thought it was unlikely, at this moment she was wondering whether the so-called sadness had something to do with herself.

the other side.

Zhao Yimeng suddenly remembered that his parents had said that Su Yehao planned to get married, and he was a little confused, and his eyes were wary.

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole room burst into laughter!

He Shaofan almost fell down.

The bad friend was already hammering the table with his bamboo pole, laughing until he was out of breath.

Su Yehao looked at them and felt that the friendship was coming to an end.

In the end, I was indeed alone and endured everything silently.

It’s okay not to take this music class!

Teacher Figo nodded.

Even though I had my doubts, I didn't say anything in the end. I spent too little time with him and didn't easily draw any conclusions.

The music teacher turned around and said with a smile:

"You are amazing. I have been broken up so many times. In the end, I just fell drunk in the flower bed and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. Drinking is very bad. The more I drink, the more depressed I become. The one million Hong Kong dollars of the school's song purchase money is waiting for you again.

Fall out of love once, have an emotional explosion, and write one or two good songs, and they may be yours."

Social death returns to social death.

When Su Yehao mentioned such a large amount of money, he suddenly came back to life.

Good guy.

A full one million Hong Kong dollars is equivalent to what I had been working for for several years.

The worst case scenario is risking your skin again.

Su Yehao asked Teacher Figo: "Didn't the school take money to go to Hong Kong City to invite songs? Can I write them too?"

"When you invite a song, of course, whoever has the best song will get the money. But this kind of thing is not a child's play. It has to be meaningful and connotative. It is different from love songs. The school directors attach great importance to it this time. I and several other musicians

Teacher, a military order has been issued..."

Teacher Figo didn't think Su Yehao was at that level, so he brought the topic back to class again.

He seriously told the others present:

"The lyrics of these two songs by Su Yehao are so beautiful, but it's a pity that there is no accompanying music and only the guitar is used. It always makes me feel that something is missing and I also play many wrong notes."

"Come, let's hear it again!"

"Who writes faster? I want to copy the lyrics on the whiteboard so that everyone can watch and learn and see how delicate his words are. Girls should like boys like him very much, especially the sentence "Who can make love with love"

Mount Fuji is privately owned and deserves praise."

Jiang Yu volunteered.

She came on stage, picked up a marker, and began to write lyrics in beautiful handwriting while listening to the song.

I thought this was over.

Unexpectedly, the second society died.

The more the teacher praised, the swollen his face became.

He was beaten loudly because he was not worthy.

Su Yehao was wandering again, feeling the urge to escape.

where am I.

who I am……

Many familiar themes began to echo in his mind.

The mature bottom line can be adjusted slightly up or down.

But some things are too important to tolerate any sand.

The tribute song must not be a child's play.

Su Yehao would be deeply honored if he could participate.

Besides, the one million Hong Kong dollars the school paid for it was really attractive.

Restaurants and cafes are not open yet, so they may not be able to make much money. The accounts placed in financial management companies are also strongly supervised by my mother, and they cannot be used freely in the short term.

Therefore, the cash Su Yehao has at his disposal now is only the more than three million yuan before.

It's enough to live on.

But if you want to achieve a career, you still have a long way to go.
Chapter completed!