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"What are you talking about?" Zuo Xiaoyou was puzzled: "What have we done?"

"You..." Wang Baobao looked angry: "I asked if I knew it."

"Ha..." Zuo Xiaoyou stepped on the bicycle and said, "Don't worry! I won't do anything to you."

This reply made Wang Baobao breathe a sigh of relief, but he felt lost.

"But..." Zuo Xiaoyou turned his head and looked at her: "Some things, naturally, will always happen. I am just looking for a better choice for my future."

With four eyes facing each other, Xiaoxiao pointed at himself: "You should also find a better choice for your future."

He paused and added: "Of course it's not now, as you said, we're still young. But one day, we'll grow up. Some people, once they miss it, will be gone."

"Later, I finally learned how to love, but unfortunately you have already gone away and disappeared in the crowd. Later, I finally realized in my tears that some people will not be there once they miss it..." Zuo Xiaoyou left.

Wang Baobao was even more confused by the lyrics inside as he listened to this strange song.

Zuo Xiaoyou is really enough. It is too much to do such a thing to a twelve-year-old girl (voice-external: 9494, we should be...)!

On Sunday, Zuo Xiaoyou sent the song "Later" to a music company in Beijing, whose name is Mai Tian.

That night, Zuo Xiaoyou went to school for evening self-study with a guitar on his back. He went there very early, and there were not many people in the class, but Wang Baobao was already sitting in his seat, reading a book, concentrating and not paying attention to the situation outside.

Zuo Xiaoyou smiled slightly, walked to the seat behind her, took out a rag from the desk, and wiped the tabletop and stool clean.

The movement here alarmed Wang Baobao. But she just froze her body, without looking back, and without intention to speak, which was completely different from usual.

Zuo Xiaoyou sat down and placed the book on the desk. He turned the ballpoint pen around in his hand. Seeing that Wang Baobao still had no intention of turning back, he lifted the guitar and plucked the strings.

Log~Dengdeng~Dengdeng.Dengdeng~Dengdeng~Dengdeng...

"Well! The girl across the street looks over, see, see, the performance here is very exciting, please don't pretend to ignore it."

The guitar and singing suddenly alarmed more than a dozen students in the class, and Wang Baobao could no longer calm down. The lyrics of Zuo Xiaoyou were completely for her.

The girl opposite. Who is on the left and right side? Isn’t it her?

Don't pretend to ignore it. Who else is pretending except her?

Wang Baobao turned his head and glared at him viciously: "What are you doing?"

"I'm singing!" Zuo Xiaoyou smiled: "Look, I'm here to bring the guitar."

The other students in the class saw Zuo Xiaoyou bringing a guitar. They were curious and excited to come over to join in the fun, but for some reason, they just wanted to take action and felt a dangerous atmosphere, which made them pause in their actions. They were so scared that they quickly sat back in their seats, and the dangerous atmosphere also disappeared.

After so many times, no one dared to lean over again, and they all felt that they had seen a ghost today.

"Take it with me! What does it have to do with me?" Wang Baobao said angrily.

"I'll sing for you!" Zuo Xiaoyou smiled.

Looking at his smiling face, Wang Baobao pursed his lips tightly. Tears suddenly flowed down unscrupulously, and he choked and said, "You... can you stop like this?"

“…”

After a moment of silence, Zuo Xiaoyou plucked the strings and sang softly:

"Goodbye my beloved dream girl. I'm going to go far away to find the future

If one day I return to my hometown, I will go out of your window to express my feelings

Goodbye, my beloved dream girl, say take care of your shadow

If I never come back, let the moon beside your window..."

Wang Baobao instantly collapsed and lay on the desk and whimpered quietly.

As an old monster who has lived for more than 10,000 years, Zuo Xiaoyou knew that what he did to Wang Baobao was completely wrong. But he did not regret it. After all, this was just a dream for Charlotte. When he woke up, everything would end.

Wang Baobao was a dream he had when he was young, so he tried to pursue his own dream, but if the dream refused him, he would not stick to his dream. This song...even if it was his explanation of his dream when he was young.

After a while, Zuo Xiaoyou didn't say anything to Wang Baobao for a while. Wang Baobao was still young and was very ignorant of feelings. Although he felt uncomfortable for a while, he cheered up not long after and gradually returned to his previous appearance.

But it may be difficult for her and Zuo Xiaoyou to get together.

Half a month later, Zuo Xiaoyou came home from school in the afternoon and saw a guest coming from home, an ugly and thin older young man.

The moment he saw this person, Zuo Xiaoyou recognized him and guessed his purpose.

"Are you Zuo Xiaoyou who wrote "Later"?" The moment Shi Ke saw Zuo Xiaoyou, his eyes almost fell to the ground.

This is...too young!

Zuo Xiaoyou nodded: "I know you, and I know you don't believe me, wait."

Zuo Xiaoyou walked into his room, took out his notebook, tore off some of the pages, and walked over with the torn pages, "These are some songs I created before, I will sing them to you live."

Shi Ke looked at these dozen pieces of paper, and each piece of paper was a song composed with a simple score, and the more you went back, the more beautiful the handwriting became. It can be seen that these dozen songs had relatively long intervals.

Zuo Xiaoyou played and sang these songs one by one. When he sang "The Girl on the Opposite Looks Here", Shi Ke immediately shouted: "You are that music prodigy!?"

"Hmm?" Zuo Xiaoyou looked at him in confusion: "What does it mean?"

Shi Ke said excitedly: "Did you go to Cang City at the end of June this year and sang several songs in a musical instrument store in Cang City?"

"Oh." Zuo Xiaoyou understood. The songs he sang were still spread, and they reached the ears of Shi Ke, the founder of Mai Tian Music. But...

"How did you know it was me? You were there at that time?"

"It's you!" Seeing Zuo Xiaoyou admit it, Shi Ke laughed: "I was not present at that time, it was told by the owner of the musical instrument store."

"Oh? You and him..."

"He is my cousin." Shi Ke laughed: "When I heard your song that day, I immediately called me and said that I had discovered a music prodigy. Unfortunately, you ran too fast and never appeared again. Fortunately, my cousin was very sensitive to the music score. He sang a few paragraphs with me on the phone. At that time, I was so excited that I couldn't do it. I didn't expect that I could find it without any effort when I went to search for it."

Shi Ke grabbed Zuo Xiaoyou's wrist: "Little brother, I'll sign you!"

"..." Zuo Zhongtian said: "Mr. Shi. I think you made something wrong."

Shi Ke turned his head and looked at Zuo Zhongtian and asked, "What's the matter?"

"My son is only twelve years old. Without the signature of me as my guardian, no one can kidnap my son."

“…”

After a difficult negotiation, Shi Ke was earnest and even signed countless unequal treaties, Zuo Zhongtian finally reluctantly agreed to let his son sign in to Mai Tian Music Company. However, before Zuo Xiaoyou went to college, Zuo Xiaoyou's signing status was just a songwriter, not a singer. When Zuo Xiaoyou got into Beijing in college, Zuo Xiaoyou was also an adult and he could make the decision himself.

Seeing Zuo Zhongtian signing the contract, Shi Ke Nei Niu was full of face.

It's so difficult. I haven't signed such a loss-taking contract even though I've been so old...

However, the harvest was also huge. After leaving 80,000 yuan for Zuo Xiaoyou, Shi Ke took away the dozen or so songs.

Zuo Zhongtian signed a contract of "buyout + share of money". There are a total of sixteen songs, each song is bought out for 5,000 yuan. If the songs are not sold well in the future, the five thousand yuan will not change, but if the songs are sold well, there will be subsequent share of money.

Shi Ke left, but Zuo Xiaoyou's parents couldn't calm down.

Eighty thousand yuan is the salary of the couple for four years together, but Zuo Xiaoyou easily earned 80,000 yuan. And he may make more money in the future, which makes the couple feel like they are dreaming, which is too unreal.

Zuo Xiaoyou smiled and said, "Dad, mom, why are you stupid? Isn't it just 80,000 yuan? This is wherever I go. I will definitely make more money in the future. Then you will quit your job, eat, drink, play and travel around the world every day, and I am there!"

After saying this, Zuo Xiaoyou regretted it. He was hugged by his mother and chewed it wildly, and finally shed tears: "My son has grown up, my son has grown up..."

Zuo Zhongtian put away the 80,000 yuan: "I will save it for you first, and I will hand it over to you on the day you graduate from high school."

"Well……"

Despite this, Zuo Zhongtian didn't care much about him from now on. As he knew, when his children had the financial ability to be independent, their parents would no longer point fingers at their children.

Because you can make money and grow up.

Another week later, the New Year's Day literary party on December 31 officially began in the afternoon.

Students of all grades were sitting on the playground with benches. As representatives of the class to perform a group show, Zuo Xiaoyou went to the backstage early, carrying a guitar, and closing his eyes to rest.

I had to close my eyes because all the girls who participated in the performance on behalf of other classes were girls. Seeing young girls wandering around in front of me, as the only male, I could only ignore them.

The order of performances is from low to high. As a freshman in the first year of junior high school, Zuo Xiaoyou is ranked third in the performance program.

The first two classes, one performs a group dance. I don’t know what the background music is, ‘Yah Huhu, Ya Huhuhu’, I don’t know where I found it?

The other is an accordion performance. After listening to Zuo Xiaoyou, he can only say: the level of a beginner.

Students in small counties do not have much talent in literature and art.

"Next, Zuo Xiaoyou, from Class 97, Grade 1, brings you a song that you play and sings "Fly Higher"."

Zuo Xiaoyou opened his eyes and went on stage with a guitar on his back. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!