"It sounds so nice." Tang Xiaoyu also applauded and said, "It's much better than Xu Feng's song just now."

Seeing this reaction, Li Changqing breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that there was no big problem.

The students off the field were also surrounded by lingering sounds.

Liang Dasheng thought to himself that this level is definitely not the level of an ordinary student.

Could it be that she also asked a master to write for her?

The game continues.

Li Qingxue also returned to her seat.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat down, Liang Dasheng almost walked in front of them from the referee seat.

"Li Qingxue, is this song really your original? " Liang Dasheng's eyes were eager.

After all, people who are engaged in this industry can know how powerful this song is in composing.

"Sorry, Mr. Liang, this song was not actually written by me."

"It was given to me by my brother." Li Qingxue pointed at Li Changqing next to her honestly.

Liang Dasheng's eyes lit up and he looked at Li Changqing carefully. Which composer is this? I have never heard of it.

When Tang Xiaoyu heard this, she looked at Li Changqing in shock. Did this song be written by Li Changqing?

Can he write songs?

Liang Dasheng smiled and took out a business card, handed it to Li Changqing, saying, "Hello, I want to buy the copyright of this song. How about 30,000 Lang coins?"

Li Changqing frowned slightly. Liang Dasheng might have realized that the price was too low and said, "Fifty thousand men's coins."

Tang Xiaoyu next to her instantly felt energetic and became rich!

Unexpectedly, Li Changqing had this ability, and she was just about to help Li Changqing agree.

Li Changqing refused, "Sorry, I didn't write this song, I heard it from other places. Because my sister can't write songs, I'll use this work to participate in the competition. If it doesn't comply with the rules, please forgive me."

"Is that true?" Liang Dasheng couldn't help but look a little regretful, but he still said politely: "It's just a campus song competition, everyone is just looking for fun, not that rigorous, so don't care whether they are original or not."

He lost interest, said a few more polite words before turning around and leaving. Looking at Liang Dasheng's departure, Li Changqing also smiled bitterly.

As long as you nod and admit it, a song can sell 50,000 yuan, and it will never be discovered.

Even as a Chinese music library, the songs in his mind can instantly earn him a lot of money.

But after careful consideration, he refused.

It has nothing to do with honesty. In fact, the quality of honesty is a double-edged sword.

Being honest is not necessarily a good thing in society.

But Li Changqing believes that a person always has his own bottom line.

What is the difference between taking other people's things openly and treating them as your own things with peace of mind?

At least he is unwilling to make such money.

Morality can be lost, but the bottom line must be.

Tang Xiaoyu felt a little regretful: "If you agreed just now, we can earn 50,000 yuan."

Li Changqing said righteously: "This is not his own money, we shouldn't take it."

Tang Xiaoyu curled her lips: "What if he paid one million coins?"

Li Changqing's mouth twitched: "You let him try..."

The competition continued, but there was no such work as "Thousand Thousand Que Songs" afterwards.

After the competition, soon after the review of the jury, Xu Feng was the first place that Li Changqing did not expect.

The second place is "Thousands of Songs" sung by Li Qingxue.

However, Li Qingxue did not choose to go on stage to receive the award. After all, this song is not her original work. She thinks that she will be disappointed if she won the award certificate like this.

After the competition, the students present also left one after another. The highest discussion was naturally which was Xu Feng or Li Qingxue's work.

Of course, most people think that the song "Thousand Thousand Songs" is better.

"Second brother, I just saw my elder sister coming secretly." Li Qingxue whispered: "The competition is over, there is no class in the afternoon, so go to find my elder sister first."

"good."

They came to the entrance of the auditorium.

Li Lin was indeed waiting here, but after seeing Li Changqing, the original smile on her face was forcibly suppressed, showing a serious expression.

"Sister." Li Changqing smiled and introduced Tang Xiaoyu next to him: "This is my colleague, Tang Xiaoyu."

Seeing that his elder sister's face was serious, Tang Xiaoyu said nervously: "Sister, hello sister, I am Tang Xiaoyu."

Unexpectedly, Li Lin looked at Li Changqing in surprise, then looked at Tang Xiaoyu carefully, then stretched out her hand: "Hello, I am Li Lin. How long have Miss Tang and my brother known each other?"

have to.

When Li Lin spoke, Li Changqing knew that she had misunderstood too.

But according to common sense, who would take his colleagues to see his sister's performance?

If you say that the two of you are not a clue, I am afraid that not many people will believe it.

Li Changqing doesn't want to defend himself.

However, Li Lin's expression also changed from being serious as she was originally, to being gentle. When we first met, we could not leave a bad impression on the future "sister-in-law".

At least Li Lin thought so.

"It's been a year." Tang Xiaoyu answered truthfully.

Li Lin glared at Li Changqing. This brat has a hard wing. He has known this girl for a year and has never said that he has ever been home.

Li Lin smiled and said, "What does Miss Tang want to eat? I'll treat you."

Tang Xiaoyu wanted to talk about seafood, but she had never eaten it before. Then she thought about it and remembered that Li Changqing said that seafood was too expensive, although she was very curious about what it tasted so expensive.

"I want to eat buns, and Li Changqing often says that the buns at home are delicious."

Li Lin nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll give you a bag when I go back."

Tang Xiaoyu subconsciously looked back at Li Changqing, as if asking if she could go and eat?

She has never had any big opinion.

The only thing Li Changqing was thinking is, can ghosts eat buns?

There was no class in the afternoon, and after the competition, school was over. The three of them were all gone, and they went home together.

...

"I've been looking for it for so long, but there are still no clues."

In an office of the Thirty-Sixth Bureau, Hu Xiong, who was sitting on the sofa, held a cigarette butt and pressed it into the ashtray.

Shirakawa disliked the smell of smoke, opened the window, stood beside the bed, breathing the air outside: "The only clue is her name, Jiang Zhen'er, but he also failed to find any useful clues."

These days, they will disguise themselves on the street at night, hoping to meet the evil spirit, but they have no gains.

"Minghao, we have also checked the bracelet she gave you. After identification, it should have a history of about 70 years and the workmanship is very simple."

Hu Xiong opened the exquisite wooden box and placed the jade bracelet on the cushion.

Li Minghao sat opposite him, and he was also in deep thought at this moment. Since he met Jiang Zhen'er, he would always be involuntarily absent-minded.

"How is your family going? Have you decided? Go out of the Thirty-Sixth Bureau and go back to inherit the family business, or continue to stay?"
Chapter completed!