Five minutes have passed in class, and the noisy campus has also become quiet. The sound of reading sounds sounded in the next class. What happened? The teacher who taught history class did not come to the academic affairs director in the afternoon. The temporary arrangement of the music teacher for the students was given a lesson.

The students did not bring books, and the teachers did not prepare in advance. The music teacher called the entertainment committee member Chen Xiaolei to the podium and led everyone to sing Chen Xiaolei to the beat with both hands. Everyone sang a song "Spring of the Young and Young Motherland" first, and then another song "Singing and Smile"

After singing the two songs, the music teacher pointed to the guitar in the lectern and asked Chen Xiaolei: "Whose this is?" Seeing the guitar in the classroom, the music teacher was very curious. There was no such thing in the school's physical music studio.

"We have Lin Ziwen, he can play and sing, it's quite amazing." Chen Xiaolei immediately confessed to Lin Ziwen, adding fuel to the fire, and even gave Lin Ziwen a white look.

"Who is Lin Ziwen?" The music teacher took out the guitar from the podium and asked the whole class of students.

Several students pointed at Lin Ziwen who was sleeping with their hands, and looked gloating and gloating when the music teacher entered the classroom, he saw several students sleeping, but ignored them. There was nothing to be said in the temporary class, so she did not maintain classroom discipline.

Lin Ziwen was sleeping in a daze and suddenly woke up by someone pulling his arm. She looked up and Bai Hong was shaking his arm. The music teacher stood on the podium with his guitar. The whole class was focusing on him.

"Lin Ziwen, I'm going to bed just after class in the afternoon? Come on the podium." The music teacher's tone was calm, and he didn't seem to be angry because the students were sleeping in class.

Lin Ziwen walked onto the podium, and several students who were sleeping were woken up by their deskmates. Everyone thought Lin Ziwen was criticized by the teacher for being undisciplined in class, and was eager to watch the fun.

"Is this guitar yours? Can you play it?" asked the music teacher.

"Yes, but the fingers are not long enough now, and it's not good to splash." Lin Ziwen answered very simply. Because he developed late, he was not satisfied with his fingers and height.

"You play a song. If you don't play well, you will be punished to stand. If you play well, I won't pursue you in class and sleep."

Lin Ziwen thought about it, took the guitar from the teacher's hand, and habitually tried it first, then took out shrapnel from her pocket, and sang the song "Butterfly Flying" by the Little Tigers.

At the end of the song, the classmates and teachers stared at each other, and Lin Ziwen smiled silently in the classroom. She was very satisfied with the effect. Before the teacher could speak, she followed up with two popular songs, "Green Apple Paradise". In 1992, everyone could sing the Little Tigers. In recent years, the Little Tigers have become popular all over the country. Almost every student copied the lyrics and has their songs on the small notebook.

After singing "Green Apple Paradise", the music teacher took the lead and applauded. The classroom was full of applause. All the students were full of envy. Lin Ziwen stood on the podium imitating the singer. She bowed and waved her hands. She also threw a kiss in the direction where Chen Xiaolei sat in the back row of the classroom. She squeezed her eyes and Chen Xiaolei blushed again. Fortunately, the atmosphere in the classroom was warm and no one noticed her.

The music teacher stopped the students' excitement in time. Several students even stood up and shouted "Awesome, idol, teach me." If the school leaders saw it, it would be better to be class time now. Because it is a music class, singing is easy to explain, and applaud, but these students are noisy like hornets blowing their nests.

"I played very well, and I sang well, how long have I practiced?" asked the music teacher.

Lin Ziwen was humble first, then made up and practiced hard for several years, and his parents were strict instructing him. He thought about it a few days ago. He had a lot to do. Now he was a little bit of attention and could be considered as a preparation for the future. It is not his style to do things in a low-key manner. A life that is straightforward is rich and exciting.

The music teacher has a very good impression of Lin Ziwen. The first-year junior high school students have the ability to play and sing. If they work hard, Lin Ziwen will definitely have a good future in music in the future. "Will you play something else? How about performing another song for everyone?"

"Okay, I will dedicate the following song to my deskmate Bai Hong. Thank her for her care and care for my study and life over the past few days. I wish her a happy life and progress in her studies. No one has ever heard of this song. Its name is..." Lin Ziwen picked up a chalk from the podium and wrote the name of the song in the middle of the blackboard: "Flying with the Wind"

The students in the podium began to bite each other's ears and whispered that the phenomenon of early love among junior high school students has just begun to appear in recent years. It has always been the top priority in school supervision. Lin Ziwen openly expressed that she would sing and dedicated it to girls. This caused a lot of shock among the classmates. Boys and girls usually talk more, and often play together, and the teacher will call them to ask questions. Lin Ziwen is so bold this time.

Soon, the classroom quieted down with the music and singing of the song "Flying in the Wind" The song "Flying in the Wind" is beautiful and simple, and it is easy to be sung by the public. The lyrics were carefully written by Lin Ziwen, and there was room for the singer to perform very high singing skills. Lin Ziwen played and sang carefully on the stage. Teachers and students listened carefully in the audience. Bai Hong put his arms on the table and held his cheeks with his hands. The big watery eyes stared at Lin Ziwen without blinking.

A week passed in a blink of an eye, and it was another Monday after lunch, Lin Ziwen sent Li Zongcheng to the long-distance bus back to Shenyang. He took a taxi to bank deposits. This time, Li Zongcheng came to give Lin Ziwen money again. When he left the mountain city last time, he took away 15 works by Lin Ziwen, including 3 singles, and the other 12 albums were tailor-made by Lin Ziwen for Zhang Tianwang. Zhang Tianwang is not a singer of the UFO record. Lin Ziwen didn't know which singer the UFO will sing these songs to. He only knew that these songs need to be sung by powerful singers. People can sing popular, and popular people can sing hot.

After Li Zongcheng returned from the mountain city last time, he fabricated a story for Lin Ziwen who reported to the UFO instructed by Lin Ziwen. The general idea was that the original author of such a song worked in a confidentiality organization and could not show up. So he found Lin Ziwen, a child who was just a good singer, who decided to buy Lin Ziwen's works on behalf of the UFO, who was not very clear about these mechanisms in the mainland. The company's mainland employees do not understand music creation and do not want to get involved in such inexplicable things. So the questions about these songwriters were put aside. Everyone only knows that the works of this mainland author will not cause copyright disputes. These high-level works will bring generous returns to the company and need to be put into production immediately.

The second batch of 15 works brought Lin Ziwen 75,000 yuan in income. He didn't know whether the price was high or low. This money could be bought two 60 square meters heating buildings in a better location in the mountain city. The bungalow where Lin Ziwen's family now lives is a public housing for a food company. Even if the right is his own, it is only worth 20,000 yuan if it is sold. Lin Ziwen believes that this album should have the strength of platinum sales. It seems that it is not only worth this little money, but he doesn't care. He will soon change his career. Writing these songs is just to make the first money in the short term. How much does he have to do below?
Chapter completed!