"Love always makes you yearn for and feel troubled. It once made you die... Hey Yuan Hua, is this right?"
"..." He Xie resisted the urge to roll his eyes, "Can you stop being so naughty?"
He discovered that Xu Tailang couldn't get along with him anymore. This kind of person is the kind of person who is coquettish to the core, commonly known as Mensao.
"Nonsense," Xu Tailang said seriously, "Am I a coquettish person? I am a wave! A wild wave! This is an attitude!"
"……as long as you are happy."
The two of them had been busy for more than an hour and had already written some well-known songs by Pu Shu, Xu Wei and after 1997. Xu Tailang was responsible for writing the lyrics, while He Xie provided simplified scores for these songs.
Thank you to the primary school music teacher.
"Well, you have recovered from the past." Xu Tailang handed the words to He Xie.
"Continue writing about the Chrysanthemum Terrace." He Xie wrote quickly without raising his head.
"Chrysanthemum Terrace..." Xu Tailang thought for a while and wrote the first sentence, "Your tears are weak and hurt..."
"Yuan Hua, with so many songs, how do you plan to use them? Do you want to enter the entertainment industry?" Xu Tailang chatted casually.
He Xie sneered: "God gave me a chance to do it all over again, not to entertain the public."
He thought for a while and said: "I have no intention of making money in this area. When the time comes, I will sell all these things and donate all the money earned."
Xu Tailang was startled and raised his head: "Are you kidding me? Then why are you fussing about it? You are not me. You can only stay in this era for one year. I have a lot of time left for you. Why don't you make money? There are many.
The opportunity allows you to do charity, why plagiarize other people’s things?”
He Xie said calmly: "I have my own reasons."
Xu Tailang frowned: "Then how unjust are these original authors? They don't even know what originally belonged to them."
He Xie didn't even raise his head: "I will give these original authors opportunities. If they contact me, I will sell it to them personally no matter how much the money is."
"Xu Wei bought the old you, and Jay Chou bought the Chrysanthemum Terrace?" Xu Tailang was a little stunned. He looked at He Xie for a long time and sighed: "You are really cheap!"
After a pause, he asked: "The flower falls into the intestines, and my blood flows quietly. Is this correct?"
"...You are really a prodigal too!"
By 6 p.m., the two had written more than 170 songs.
"Let's get here today," He Xie rubbed his dry eyes, "Before you leave, let's dig out as many of these famous songs, scripts, etc. as possible."
Xu Tailang said nonchalantly: "According to what we discussed before, opening a company, recruiting people, and finding office buildings all take time. Anyway, I can't leave for the time being, so I am idle."
"I'll leave first. You can go eat by yourself." He Xie stood up and picked up the empty school bag.
"I'll take you down." Xu Tailang also stood up and said.
He Xie saw that he seemed to have something to say to him and did not refuse.
After leaving the hotel and reaching the street, Xu Tailang finally said: "Yuan Hua, I still want to see my parents, but I won't show up. I just want to hide and take a sneak peek."
He Xie nodded: "It's understandable. I'll arrange this matter. It will be in the lobby of this hotel the day after tomorrow at the latest. You can find a place that is hidden and has a good view in advance."
Xu Tailang seemed relieved and said sincerely: "Thank you."
He Xie stopped and looked at him strangely, are you so afraid of me?
After pondering for a moment, he looked at Xu Tailang and said sincerely: "Tailang, to this world, we are all just passers-by, just traveling. You are short, I am long."
Xu Tailang raised his eyebrows. He was so reasonable, but his words were also really rough.
"We are natural partners," He Xie continued, "You don't have to be afraid of me, because if I want to harm you, I can leave you to it. If you really have concerns, you can leave at any time. You are free.
.”
Xu Tailang moved slightly and looked at He Xie.
He Xie patted his shoulder: "We just got acquainted. It's normal to have suspicions about each other, but don't make things worse for yourself. The persecution paranoia is too deep. It's not a good thing for you and me to get along. Think about it carefully.
.”
He Xie turned around and left. Xu Tailang watched He Xie's back leaving with an empty schoolbag for a long time before turning around and walking towards the hotel.
He was indeed afraid of He Xie. This man was mysterious and powerful. When they first met, this man held three big men hostage and robbed him of 100,000 yuan. If He Xie's attitude and words hadn't moved him, he would never have done it.
Maybe I have more contact with such a dangerous person.
Moreover, he was also afraid that He Xie would be harmful to his parents.
However, what He Xie said just now made him wonder if he was really worrying too much?
After all, even if he traveled through time, he would still be an ordinary person with no ambitions.
As soon as he went upstairs, Xu Tailang saw two people standing in front of the door. One of them was wearing a Chinese tunic suit and looked ordinary, and the other was wearing a police uniform and looked quite majestic.
The policeman looked at Xu Tailang and said with a smile: "You are Xu Tailang, Mr. Xu, right?"
"Yes, I am." Xu Tailang nodded, feeling a little nervous for no reason.
"I am Tian Yongmin from the Municipal Bureau, and this is Comrade Yan." The policeman introduced, "Mr. Xu, we have been contacted by Hong Kong Island. We are here this time to confirm your identity and to take you with us.
Go and get your ID.
"Thank you so much for your hard work!" Xu Tailang clasped his hands together, looking very grateful, "Let's go into the room and talk."
He Xie met Teacher Wang on the way home. After a brief exchange of greetings, he handed him a mobile phone and said sincerely: "Teacher, I didn't find the juicer, so I bought a gadget like this to express my feelings.
, you must not dislike it..."
Teacher Wang's eyes suddenly turned green: "Classmate Yuan Hua, what the teacher doesn't care about, what the teacher values is your willingness to respect teachers..."
"I understand, I understand..." He Xie said with a smile, "By the way, there happens to be something that I need to discuss with Teacher Wang." He looked around, pointed to a restaurant on the roadside and said, "It's a bit long, Teacher Wang."
If you don't mind, will the student delay you for a few minutes?"
"Okay!" Teacher Wang looked at the restaurant's signboard, "Hey, don't tell me, their sauce pork elbow is really good..."
Half an hour later, He Xie walked out of the restaurant chatting and laughing with Teacher Wang. In Teacher Wang's hand, there were five more kilograms of pickled pork elbows.
He Xie has already reached an agreement with Teacher Wang. From now on, he will only need to come to school once a week on Mondays, and he will make his own arrangements for the rest of the time.
Of course, this is not without conditions. He Xie must ensure that his academic performance will not decline, which is one; He Xie must obtain the consent of his parents, which is the second; and finally, He Xie must participate in every exam.
If his grades are unsatisfactory once, everything will be forfeited and he must come back to class on time.
If He Xie does not agree to these conditions, Teacher Wang would even rather return the phone to He Xie. This shows that this teacher is greedy, but there is still a bottom line.
