Wang Yifan felt that if he really had such a big brother, given Teacher Lu's conditions, then this big brother would be considered a high achiever!
But the key is that he is the eldest brother, he is himself, and he is who he will be more than ten years later!
How could this lead him to become such a person?
"He actually doesn't have a job!"
Wang Yifan started the performance subject that he once again had to start.
It's so hard to lie!
"No job?" Teacher Lu frowned handsomely, "He is a freelance worker, specializing in writing songs and composing music?"
"That's right. However, he is engaged in such work because he is disabled and has been bedridden all year round."
"Disabled?"
Teacher Lu looked disappointed. Although she did not discriminate against disabled people, she had no idea of falling in love with disabled people.
Sorry, sorry, sorry, brother!
Wang Yifan kept thinking silently in his heart.
"The songs he writes must be great!" Teacher Lu no longer inquired about personal information, but smiled: "Then give me your brother's QQ account, and I will add him as a friend!"
"Why do you want a QQ account?" Wang Yifan still looked very reluctant, with rejection written all over his face.
Teacher Lu's eyes finally showed a dangerous light, "Wang Yifan, have you thought about it?"
"Okay, I'll give it to you, but my brother doesn't often have a QQ account, so I'm not sure when I can add you!"
"Just give me your number!"
Teacher Lu really didn't want to talk nonsense to this student. It would hurt her self-esteem too much.
She felt that Teacher Jiang must be laughing inside, although he was still as serious as before.
It's always good to have a step down. She doesn't have to add Wang Yifan's brother's QQ account, nor does she have to chat with him.
Teacher Lu thinks so.
Wang Yifan grimaced and gave his QQ account to Teacher Lu. Fortunately, he had applied for a small account before and would not be exposed soon.
However, the thought of adding friends and chatting with the ice beauty made him feel very overwhelmed.
Teacher Lu left angrily, but turned around and glared at Wang Yifan. Unfortunately, all this was done to the public.
No matter how old Wang Yifan is, he is still a boy, right? But his performance almost destroyed her years of worldview. Her popularity in school is not low!
She felt disappointed, not only because of Wang Yifan's attitude, but also because she missed her idol.
She could get up close and personal, but when the idol really appeared in her life and in front of her, she was as timid as a deer.
Wang Yifan didn't care about Teacher Lu's mentality. Seeing her finally leaving, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
Lao Jiang, who came here, felt that the previous scene was really funny. After holding it in for a long time, he finally grinned and let it go silently.
He waved his hand and sent away this student who usually didn't have much presence.
What he wants to know has already been asked by Teacher Lu, who is extremely curious. If his students' creative ability can attract singers like Jay Chou, he may have different ideas, but he is actually just a
"Tool man", that's all.
…
Walking in the corridor, Wang Yifan was thinking about something.
On the note was Jay Chou's personal email address. He said that if you have good works or some ideas in the future, you can send him an email.
In addition, there is the email address of the mustache. He said his name is Fang Wenshan and he is also a songwriter.
They don't seem to use QQ, but it's a pity. If there is Jay Chou in the friend list, it should be a cool thing.
Wang Yifan didn't know much about Fang Wenshan. If he knew that some of the lyrics and music he sent were actually written by this man with a mustache, he would definitely feel blushing.
Fortunately, at this time, he didn't know.
As soon as he sat down, Mao'er asked him curiously what business Chiang had with him.
"Did you know that Jay Chou actually came to see me!"
"Which Jay Chou? The first-year Jay Chou? Isn't that me?" How could Mao'er believe it? He pointed at himself.
"The real Zhou Tianwang, I even shook hands and took a photo with him!"
Wang Yifan continued to tell the truth.
Mao'er curled her lips, "If you can shake hands with Jay Chou and take a photo, I will perform a streaking and playing basketball. If not, you will go streaking in the classroom. Do you dare?"
"Why are you running naked and playing basketball while I'm in the classroom?"
Wang Yifan was very curious about this.
Could it be that Mao'er has a talent for streaking and playing basketball, and he has secretly practiced it?
"Don't worry about this, do you dare to bet?"
He glanced sideways at Wang Yifan, despising this guy who was bragging and not drafting.
"Do you need to bet so hard?" Wang Yifan's mischievous thoughts suddenly came to him.
"If you don't dare, stop talking nonsense and tell me honestly what you did. Did you make a mistake and be criticized by Chiang Kai-shek?"
Seeing how proud he was, Wang Yifan slowly opened the photo album on his phone and waved it in front of him.
"Don't move so fast!"
He grabbed Wang Yifan's hand and stared blankly at the photo with his bubbly eyes.
"This, this, this..."
Wang Yifan slipped his hand, and there was another group photo, including the man with the mustache.
"This, this, this...isn't it fake?"
Cat stammered for a long time, and finally said these three words.
“Forget it if you don’t believe it!”
He stuffed his cell phone into his pocket, glanced at the front row, and silently stuffed the CD he was carrying into the drawer.
So, Mao'er looked at him for a long time, and finally couldn't hold it back, grabbed his arm, and asked: "What's going on? Isn't this Chiang Kai-shek's office? Why are you taking a photo here?"
"That's what I just said!"
"Why did he come to you? What did you do?"
"Oh, don't worry about it. Anyway, I asked him for a new album especially for you, plus an autograph!" Wang Yifan took out another album from his pocket, put it into Mao'er's hand, and warned softly,
"Don't tell anyone. It's just this one. If other students find out, we'll all be doomed!"
He also deliberately glanced at Wu Lili in the front row.
As for the question of whether Teacher Lu would go berserk if he knew that he still had several CDs in his school uniform pocket, that was not a question he would consider.
Mao'er understood, lowered his head, and couldn't put it down, looking at the new album in his hand.
He couldn't bear to open the package, and stuffed it into his desk, then into his school bag, and finally he was worried and put it in the pocket of his school uniform, but he kept holding it with his hand for fear of accidentally dropping it.
"What a great buddy!"
After a long while, he finally remembered that Wang Yifan gave it to him. He hugged Wang Yifan's neck, pouted his mouth into a chrysanthemum, and kissed him on the cheek.