The license is a blue MINI, and the butterfly wings obviously did not swell away. This model with a prototype design in the early 1950s. Fang Xiao likes this car very much, but he just doesn't know how much it costs now.

He walked around MINI for a while, put the guitar into the trunk, then went back, opened the front door, and sat in the passenger seat.

She is allowed to wear a striped T-shirt with abstract patterns, paired with white tight trousers and red canvas shoes. It is very simple, but the simpler it is, the more she shows her stunning figure. The freshness and sexy are intertwined, with an indescribable charm.

She hooked her sunglasses to the tip of her nose with her green index finger, and her big black and white eyes looked at Fang Xiao through the upper edge of her sunglasses, and said, "You are dressed like this to go for an interview?"

"I don't have any other clothes, just do whatever I want." Fang Xiao made it clear that the two were just friends, and he spoke casually, and explained with a smile: "I used the money for buying clothes to be wasted."

Xun obviously knew that he had bought several thousand roses but was thrown down the stairs by Tang Yiyi. She was surprised by Fang Xiao's free and easy attitude and asked uncertainly: "You really don't care?"

"There is nothing to care about in the past." Fang Xiao didn't want to talk about this topic, so he put on his seat belt and asked instead: "How did you talk to Lan Xiaoxi last night?"

"She promised to try it."

"That's good. Judging from her cool looks, she seems to be a master."

"Lan Xiaoxi is indeed a master." Xun skillfully reversed, turned around, drove out of the school gate, and said, "She is only a sophomore now, but she has been practicing electric guitar for four or five years."

"Then she is probably a child that makes parents very troubled." Fang Xiao thought of his purple puffy head, couldn't help laughing, and then asked, "It seems that you have two missing people, right?"

"Well, the young lead singer and keyboard." After turning the steering wheel, entering the main road, and integrating into the traffic, he frowned slightly and said, "It is easy to find people who can sing and play the piano, but they mainly cannot find good songs."

"I saw yesterday that you had several songs of music?"

"Those things that are just doing what you do to practice are all mediocre works, and they are meaningless." Xu Shu turned his head and glanced at him, and said, "Is it really your own adaptation of the "Nanping Night Bell" you played last night?"

"how?"

"You gave me an inspiration." Xun smiled and said, "Since you can't find the original good song, why not adapt the previous good songs."

“Can you sing cover songs for music festivals?”

"There is no requirement for cover songs for the music festival." Xun pouted cutely and said, "I can't find a good song, what can I do?"

Fang Xiao was already restless by the scent of Youxiang in the car and her proud figure. Seeing such a delicate face, her heart was shaking and said in a misunderstanding: "Why don't I write a song for you?"

"You can write songs?"

"Try it." Fang Xiao moved his body, tried to stop his rushing mood, and said, "After all, he is from the Department of Musicology, and he knows a little bit of composing."

"Then you write one. If you write it well, you will be grateful."

"I'll give up again. You helped me a lot today. I haven't thanked you yet." Fang Xiao smiled and said, "Besides, I'm showing off my skills. I have to say whether I'm good at writing well. Your music department is the ace of the school, known as the Nan Shaolin in the music industry, and you can find the professors to help write songs."

"It's indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, but unfortunately it's either a dead tiger or a zombie dragon." Xun curled his lips and said, "Have you ever produced a good song in the past ten years? There is not even a slightly more famous singer. Those professors are embarrassed to teach people every day, such as the Kim Yicheng who teaches music theory. He will teach you too? As soon as I started class, I kept talking about what I wrote back then, please! It's been so many years ago, and I'm still blowing it on my lips. And those songs are not good at all, and no one knows it."

It turns out that every student is a passionate and angry young man, no matter whether he is a man or a woman, whether he is beautiful or not...

"You can write it yourself."

"Do you think I don't want to?" Xu sighed and said, "I don't have that talent. I feel very inspired every time, but I end up writing all the scumbags. Alas! If it were so easy to write songs, I would have become a queen."

"I heard what you mean." Fang Xiao asked with interest: "Plan to enter the entertainment industry after graduation?"

"I have a relative who runs a record company and he asked me to try it." Xun followed the traffic and lowered the speed of the car and drove onto the viaduct, saying, "But I don't really want to go."

"You have such good conditions and have a background, why don't you go?" Fang Xiao whistled and joked: "As long as you debut, you will definitely become a big hit and become a young boy killer."

"I just don't want to be a young boy killer, so I hesitated not to go."

"Why?"

"Don't you feel disgusting by the random thoughts of many young boys you don't know?"

Fang Xiao laughed, glanced at her chest, and said, "Even if you do nothing, there will be many strangers who will think about it when you walk on the road."

Xu noticed his eyes, and pulled the collar that was not originally charming with his hands, and said coquettishly: "Are you thinking too?"

"Privacy, nothing to be told."

"Cunning!" Xu Heng glanced at him and said, "Fang Xiao, you have changed a lot."

Fang Xiao just smiled and said, "Everyone will change, it will change at any time."

"People do change, but it's too rare to change like you, like you, overnight, as if you have completely changed your individual."

Very keen...

But you are not an administrator of the Time and Space Administration, what can you do to me?

Fang Xiao kept smiling. He supported the car window with his elbow, looked at the permission with his head, and said, "Have I changed a lot?"

"It's big." Xun was slightly embarrassed by his sight. He paused for a while before saying, "I can't explain it. I didn't have much contact with you before, but I felt like a puppet at that time. Not only was your behavior dominated by others, but you were also very stiff, as if you were huddled in a wood shell. But last night when you saw you playing the piano, it was very vivid and unrestrained, like a burning flame, very lively, and completely different from the past."

She glanced at Fang Xiao again and said, "And you were very stupid in front of me before, stupid! Now you are so slick."

"I'm so slick? I didn't say anything." Fang Xiao smiled again and said, "Actually, there's nothing wrong with being so slick. It is synonymous with sweet words. It is said that girls like the most."

He changed the topic without any trace. Xun didn't notice it, and he also smiled and said, "I think a calm boy is good when I talk nonsense."

"No wonder you can't find a boyfriend." Fang Xiao changed to a more comfortable sitting position and said, "The boys are not calm, but men are calm."

Xu held the steering wheel and made a helpless move. He didn't speak anymore, and did not turn on the speaker. He drove quietly.

Fang Xiao looked outside the car, and after a while, he suddenly realized that because there was no obstacle from the level, they had unknowingly crossed the Shenzhen River and entered the territory of the New Territories.

He has been to Hong Kong many times in his previous life, but now he looks at the scenery along the way and has been looking at it for several minutes but still can't find a familiar landmark building. Somehow, Fang Xiao suddenly felt a little bored, so he stopped silent and asked, "What style do you play in the band?"

"There is no style. Arlene and I just want to go crazy at the music festival. After all, we have been studying music for four years and don't find a stage to show off, it feels a loss." Xun glanced at his short hair and said, "If you have to have a style, it's a little more intense. Arlene and I don't like soft love songs."

"I thought you went to form a band for the dream of high-end, elegant and high-end music." Fang Xiao was a little surprised and said, "Since you are just playing around, why don't you just spend money to hire professional musicians? It's comfortable and safe, you don't have to worry about breaking up or fighting the gang."

"That's boring." Xu stepped on the accelerator, speeded up the car, and said, "It's like you guys playing online games. The props you bought with money are not as good as you can make them out by yourself."

"Tsk tsk, you are a promising second-generation rich man, a rare animal!"

"What rare animals are so ugly." Xun chuckled and said, "I just think that money is a tool to make life more comfortable, not to use it."

"A half a century ago, you were the example of the red capitalist."

...

The day was lucky, the road conditions were good, and there was basically no traffic jam. The two of them chatted all the way, and it took another half an hour to arrive at Shatin. Xun did not go directly to Sacred Heart High School, but stopped in front of a shop, untied his seat belt, and said, "Get out."

"do what?"

"You can't even enter the gate of the Sacred Heart, so buy a new one here." The license opened the storage box, took out a bank card from it, squeezed it in his hand, shook it, and said, "I will provide you with an interest-free loan, which is considered a deposit for writing songs."

Although Fang Xiao often went to bars in his previous life, he did a half-scenes accompaniment job, and he was a coder. This group has always been insensitive to fashion trends. However, even so, he could clearly feel that the clothes he was full of street stall atmosphere, and it was not the new street stall product this year, but there was no way. This was the cleanest clothes in the wardrobe. The others were either wrinkled or dirty...

A penny stumped the hero. The capital of 1,100 yuan is too wasteful to use on clothes. After all, survival is the best, so he obviously had time last night, so he was too lazy to buy new clothes.

Xu saw that he was sitting still and urged, "Hurry up, don't be too late, otherwise it will be too late."

There are two completely different concepts about being favored by having no money and being able to receive favors from others. Fang Xiao’s current situation is roughly the same as Han Xin’s time of eating for free and Qin Qiong’s BMW sales. With the determination to be rewarded in the future, he let go of his concerns, untied his seat belt, and followed the permit to get off the car and walked into the elegant and luxurious clothing store.

Under the permissioned reference, Fang Xiao transformed from head to toe, took off his rustic casual shirt, changed into a sea blue linen shirt, took off his bloated casual pants, changed into light gray khaki pants, took off his old canvas shoes, changed into a furry genuine leather shoes, and even changed into socks and belts.

Buddha relies on gold clothes, and people rely on clothes. When Fang Xiao changed it properly and walked out of the fitting room, Xun's eyes lit up and praised: "Fang Xiao, I didn't expect you to be a clothes rack, which is very British!"

Fang Xiao looked in the mirror and felt that he was much more energetic. He was not very handsome, but he didn't feel it.

When swiping the card, the license said: "The Sacred Heart is based on the British aristocratic school. If you wear it like this, you will add some impression points."

"Is that right?" Fang Xiaocai didn't care about British style or American style. He only cared about debt and asked, "How much does this piece cost?"

“It’s not expensive if it’s over 5,000.”

Damn, just a few pieces of clothes, you will be in debt of 500% at once!

"Don't worry, I'll give you a one-year interest-free period." After signing the license, I put away the bank card and said, "If you can't make even 5,000 yuan in a year, you are incompetent, and I'm wrong. I don't want this money anymore. We break up with each other."
Chapter completed!