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In the following week, Liu Fang was busy thinking about ways to make money, and recorded songs with Fang Yan and others.

This song "Days on the East Road of the Capital" is a song sang by multiple people. The song is sad but not strong. However, listening to the song, tears flowed out of the corners of my eyes for some reason, and my chest always feels a little uncomfortable.

After the chorus, the few people cried to tears.

Only Liu Fang has long been used to it. Although he is a little dull, he has not lost his composure like others.

"Brother Fang, your song is so sad. I feel so uncomfortable when I hear it. I can't bear to part with you."

During the break, a flat-headed boy came over and wiped his tears on his face.

Liu Fang patted the boy with a flat head and comforted him: "Time will wash away everything, and it will be better after a while."

"Brother Fang, I think this song is very good. I want to upload it to the Internet. What do you think?" The flat-headed boy looked up and looked at Liu Fang with red eyes.

Liu Fang hesitated a little, but when he thought of a song, he shouldn't have anything, so he nodded and agreed.

With Liu Fang's permission, the flat-headed boy immediately left excitedly.

After all, I am not a professional singer, and the process of recording songs is very simple. As long as I can record the entire song completely, most people can't hear any problems.

In a blink of an eye, the whole song was recorded, and Liu Fang handed over the rest to Fang Yan, while he ran around the streets and alleys.

The ways to make money, especially making big money, think about it, but most of them are Internet projects, but the Internet has huge investment in the early stage, both in later generations and now.

Even Tengxu, who is now profitable, lost so much that he wanted to sell it.

And now Liu Fang is short of nothing, just lacks money!

Even if he knew that the stock market and the real estate market would soar next year, it would be useless. He didn't even have the principal to invest in the stock market.

"Money, money, it turns out that poor is a disease, and I feel so uncomfortable."

Liu Fang sighed and after visiting for most of the day, he felt a little thirsty, but looking at the surrounding milk tea shop, Kendian chicken swallowed, but he couldn't bear to spend money, so he had to swear secretly: "When I have money, I will come and eat it every day!"

at the same time

"Days on the East Road of the Capital" has now been officially renamed by Liu Fang as "Days on the Four Years of College" and has been uploaded to the Internet.

Once released, it became popular all over the Internet.

It is now the graduation season, whether in college, high school, or junior high school, everyone is at a time of separation, so naturally they can feel and understand this song more.

Those who have graduated are even more crying and full of longing for the past campus era.

It can be said that there were only two songs that were well-known this year and were sung by everyone, one was "Chinese Dialect" and the other was "Yanjing Welcomes You".

Now, there is one more song.

In the streets and alleys, students and white-collar workers sang this song "Four Years of College".

Knock on the space, countless people tacitly choose to set this song. When those who follow click on the space, they can immediately hear the song ringing, making it spread faster.

Not to mention, there are also knocking, knocking, knocking, and other things. The channels of communication in this era are no less than those in later generations, or even wider.

Wang Tao is from Liu Fang. He graduated from the first class and is also feeling the sadness of parting. He likes songs and has been constantly circulating "Farewell" recently.

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the fragrant grass is connected to the sky... The end of the sky, the corners of the earth, the half of the friends are falling..."

Sorrow filled Wang Tao's heart, but he had nowhere to vent.

Until Wang Tao received a message from a friend in his class, "Listen to this song, it's so good!"

Looking at the song sent by Kowkou, Wang Tao frowned a little, but still clicked to play.

"At the beginning, we all... meant that the distance from the first floor to the fourth floor was only four years; meant that the doorman uncle and the canteen aunt had a very couple face... all kinds of posters and photos that were once fanatical, sold for a few cents; we put on suits and pretended to grow up, and the film was used to squandering the smiley faces."

Wang Tao was shocked and sat up from the bed, but his tears had already blurred his eyes, and his red nose felt a little sore: "The distance from the first floor to the fourth floor is only four years..."

This song, which is fresh, sad but undepressed, immediately allowed Wang Tao to vent the sadness that had been aggrieved for a long time, and shed tears.

“Huhuhu~”

After taking a few difficult breaths, Wang Tao felt even more reluctant and said with tears in his eyes: "If I had known that the distance from the first floor to the fourth floor was only four years, I would not have been hiding in the dormitory to listen to music all day long. If I had known that the guards and the aunts in the cafeteria were very married, I should have gone to see more. If I had known that I would graduate, I should have visited the campus more..."

"I don't want to graduate!"

Almost crying and shouting this sentence!

At the same time, countless howlings sounded from major universities across the country, shouting similar words.

But even if we are reluctant to leave, we can't go back!

Wang Tao knew this, so he quickly cheered up, panted and wiped his tears all over his face, and asked his friend: "Is this song sung by a homosexual student? Do you know who it is? It's really good to hear it!"

"I heard it's from the computer department, so I'll ask for you."

As he said that, he disappeared for convenience and did not see him until half an hour later. "I heard that he was a man named Liu Fang, who arranged the song and lyrics alone, and he was also the lead singer."

"Is this awesome? Great God!"

Wang Tao's eyes widened and his face was incredible!

But thinking of his cousin who was worried about a show recently, he suddenly had an idea and immediately asked his friend for contact information.

...

It's almost dusk

Liu Fang's back was stretched by the sunset, and he left with the sound of two rows of shops closing.

The economy is in a downturn this year, which has led to poor store business.

But it can barely support it. Like Liu Fang’s father’s textile factory, it really can’t even support it.

However, under the lonely back, Liu Fang did not feel any discomfort, but only regrets.

"Ah, it's all money! I bought these stores all over the floor, and it will be a sky-high price after more than ten years!"

He saw this withered scene, but what he saw was a year later, or even more than ten years later.

His eyes were glowing, and he wanted to pounce on him and hug the store. From then on, this store belonged only to him.

But he knew it was impossible, so he could only sigh.

The days without money are too sad, so I can only watch myself miss this sea of ​​gold and silver.

But he had decided that he would not find a way to make money tomorrow, so he would sell the program.

"Dingding, Dingdingding~"

At this moment, the phone suddenly rang. Liu Fang took out his phone and was surprised to find that it was an unknown phone.

"Is it Liu Fang?" The phone answered, and a formulaic gentle female voice rang out.

"Who are you?"

Liu Fang frowned slightly and said in confusion.
Chapter completed!
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