Li Xiaohu had been struggling for a long time, but finally decided not to meddle in other people's business, so let the man and woman fend for themselves.

Amid the cheers of everyone, Xu Li covered her face with her hands shyly, turned around and lay on her desk, but in the end she did not give a result.

However, Li Xiaohu's sharp eyes, insightful eyes, and at a glance, he could tell that this girl should be in the rippling period of spring, and her head seemed to be buffing, and her defense was almost equal to zero. I believe that as long as Zhang Xiaoming hooked his little finger at this time, this watery and pink cabbage would immediately fall into his field.

The girls these days are so easy to deceive? Li Xiaohu almost sighed to the sky when he saw this. But then he thought that Lin Yue was much more difficult than this girl. It can be seen that not all girls are easy to deceive. Is this the legendary big breasts and brainlessness? But Lin Yue's scale seems to be not small.

In addition to the ones that were placed in the single-player, Zhang Xiaoming also had five disks of ripping tapes in his hand, but at this time he only took four disks to distribute... One disk was left for Xu Li.

The four students who got the tape either had a good relationship with Zhang Xiaoming or were a class beauty. Listening to the students' flattery, Zhang Xiaoming suddenly felt very proud.

Although only four tapes have been circulated, it can be predicted that the popularity of these songs will not take long before the school will rip tapes flying all over the sky.

"It's a pity that there are no lyrics..." The few people who got the tape muttered with regret.

This sentence suddenly evoked Li Xiaohu's distant memories. I remember that when he was in school in his previous life, eight out of ten classmates in the class had a hobby of copying lyrics. I remember that Li Xiaohu himself copied the lyrics of several notebooks, and showed off everywhere, which attracted envious gazes. Many girls asked him to borrow notebooks to copy lyrics.

At that time, if the students listened to the songs, they would feel uncomfortable if they didn’t have the lyrics. Many students even copied all the lyrics of the tape and could hold up all night and listen to the single-player machine repeatedly. That was really hard... Li Xiaohu did this himself back then.

"Lyrics," Zhang Xiaoming touched his chin, pointed to Li Xiaohu, and said with a smile: "This is the author of all the songs. He wrote all the songs on the tape. Wouldn't you just ask him for lyrics?"

"Yes," everyone suddenly woke up and looked at Li Xiaohu with admiration and expectation.

The students like singers and don’t pay much attention to the creator of the song. This is true. But the songwriter is actually his classmate, which makes the students feel very novel.

Why is Ning Boya so popular? In addition to being born with a novice, isn’t it because he is a literary and artistic student and can write songs by himself?

In the impression of the students, the people who write songs are very powerful. They are legendary big names, and the dragon is not seen at the end. It’s just that because such big names are too far away from everyone, not many people pay attention to them.

At this time, everyone suddenly discovered that a big man who was originally far away actually appeared in his life, and this person was actually his own classmate, so of course he had to express his admiration.

"So they said it is true. Li Xiaohu, you were in the playground last time, and you really sang a song "School Beauty" you wrote yourself?"

"Of course it's true. Everyone in the entire fourth class heard it. How can there be fake?"

"So amazing, it's even better than Ning Boya..."

"Nonsense, Ning Boya's song written by a young man is so ugly that it is far worse than Li Xiaohu..."

"I heard from them that "School Beauty" is also very nice. Li Xiaohu, is there this song on the tape you recorded?"

"Li Xiaohu, since you wrote the songs on this tape, please copy me a copy of the lyrics?"

In just a while, Li Xiaohu was overwhelmed by the classmates' discussions. He couldn't resist it and quickly said loudly: "Class is coming soon, go back to your seat. I'll copy the lyrics later. Come and get it after class..."

"Dingling..."

The class bell rang in time, and the students had already received a satisfactory reply and then dispersed.

"Hu Zi, you are really in the limelight today," Zhang Xiaoming muttered a little sourly. The admiring eyes of many girls just now made Zhang Xiaoming very envious.

In fact, Li Xiaohu has always been a sensible figure in the class, but before, people just kept a distance from him because they were afraid of him and never praised him like today.

"Since you like to show off so much, I'll copy the lyrics later, so I'll leave them to you to deal with," Li Xiaohu rolled his eyes angrily, "You will be my spokesperson in the future."

"Spokesperson?" For the high school students at this time, this term was quite unfamiliar. Zhang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment before he understood what Li Xiaohu meant. He couldn't help scratching his head and said with a smile: "You really have to leave such a popular thing to me? How embarrassed!"

Li Xiaohu continued to roll his eyes, thinking that you would feel embarrassed? This is rare. He buried his head and started copying the lyrics, ignoring his deskmate.

The Garden High School is not big, so the news spreads very quickly. By the end of the last class in the morning, "Li Xiaohu can write songs" and "the star of singing "My Chinese Heart" is Li Xiaohu and his elder brother", "Li Xiaohu and his elder brother recorded a very nice tape" and other news spread quickly throughout the campus.

The lyrics copied by Li Xiaohu were quickly spread to countless classmates, so the discipline of the last two classes in the morning was particularly good... Everyone was busy copying the lyrics.

In fact, there is a copy room at the entrance of the school, but there are not many people going there. Everyone prefers to copy the lyrics themselves. The notebooks filled with lyrics are spread all over the sky. As long as anyone finishes copying, someone will borrow the notebook to copy it immediately.

The hot atmosphere made the initiator of Li Xiaohu a little stunned. It seemed that although his classmates liked to copy lyrics when he was in school in his previous life, they didn't seem to have reached this level.

In fact, this is mainly because the author of the song is a classmate who meets every day. Everyone thinks it is very fresh. Moreover, the songs on the tape are really good, but they cannot be bought on the market. Scarcity is precious. Only when various factors add up can the students burst out with such enthusiasm.

At the end of each class in the morning, when I was resting during the break, the students who received the tape would take out a single player, turn the voice over to the maximum volume, and play in the classroom. ‘The first snow in 2002 came later than before…’, ‘The rivers and mountains are only in my dreams, and the motherland has not been close for many years…’, ‘That night I got drunk and held your hand and talked randomly…’ and so on, the good singing attracted many other classmates. The doors and windows of the classroom were always surrounded by people, making it look like a concert.
Chapter completed!