Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

This submission event gave Song Paner some inspiration.

When it comes to making money, she seems to only think about doing business.

This way of making money requires a lot of her physical strength and energy, which happens to be what she lacks most now.

It seems that she can explore literature and art.

Although she has no experience, she has been a prophet for a few more years than others in this new life. She has heard many classic works in the next few years and can use them as reference.

Although I feel a little ashamed, it seems that my rebirth is inherently unfair.

For example, the classic song that will appear on this year's Spring Festival Gala - 'Meet in 1998'.

As soon as this song debuted, it immediately became popular all over the country. The brisk and soulful melody has lingered in people's ears for many years. Everyone, adults and children alike, can hum a few lines.

Song Pan'er took out the tape recorder and tapes that Granny Qian had bought for her two days ago, and recorded songs for a day.

A children's version of 'Farewell 1977' has come out.

I put the tape into the envelope and filled in the mailing address of the program broadcast on TV.

With a nervous and excited heart, I sent it.

Mrs. Qian found that her granddaughter seemed to be a little unusual recently. As soon as I got home, I started writing and drawing like crazy.

"Granddaughter, come out for a while, don't sit there and write, it's a waste of time!" Mrs. Qian shouted into the room while inserting a bean rack.

......

no respond.

Mrs. Qian put down her work and walked to the window to take a look. She saw her granddaughter sitting cross-legged on the edge of the kang like an old monk in trance, with her eyes closed and mumbling something unknown.

Mrs. Qian had no choice but to shake her head and did not disturb her again.

The good news came quickly.

The song 'Farewell to 1997' was indeed selected.

But what the letter said was that 'the director team wants to buy the copyright of the song and re-adapt it'.

Song Pan'er had no reason to disagree, so he happily replied to the letter immediately.

The two parties went back and forth, and the copyright to the song was finally bought out for 35,000 yuan.

After the incident was completed, Song Pan'er didn't dare to be arrogant, and she didn't even dare to agree to the other party's invitation to write songs again.

After all, how could she be so good at writing songs if she didn't even know a little bit of music theory? And continue to create classic songs.

If it were publicized, wouldn't it be incredible?

Song Pan'er hugged the new bankbook and kissed it twice, then hid it in the cabinet honestly, thinking that she would learn music theory when she had the opportunity in the future, and it would be best to be able to compose famous songs by herself!

At that time, you will be really awesome.

Eat your meal one bite at a time, take your time, don't rush.

In the following summer vacation, she no longer set up stalls with Mrs. Qian, and Song Paner began to conceive of her next money-making masterpiece.

She plans to write a novel "The Puppy Returns Home" with Panpan as the protagonist.

The story tells that the puppy Panpan was abducted by a dog dealer and separated from its mother. During the transportation, the dog dealer's car accidentally drove into a ditch and overturned.

Panpan escaped by chance, and met the smart and brave girl Qian Duoduo during the escape. One person and one dog outwitted the dog dealer, and finally Panpan was sent back to her mother.

Looking at Panpan biting the leg of the table at her feet, Song Paner's literary thoughts surged and she wrote day and night for a summer vacation.

The results are gratifying, and the first draft of "The Puppy Returns Home" has been completed.

But Song Paner had to stop writing because school started.

On the first day of school, Song Paner wanted to register alone, but Mrs. Qian refused to agree.

While mumbling about Song Pan'er, he packed one box on the left and one on the right. It was not enough to fill a box, so he took out another big bag and started filling it again. All preparations for needles, threads and brains are available.

"Hey, grandma, I won't take that kettle. I'll go to school to buy it. Hey! Don't stuff that biscuit for me, no..."

"Why don't you want it? I'm not familiar with it anywhere, so it's hard to buy it. Grandma gave it to you, so you can just pick it up. You won't have to worry about it when the time comes. Take a look! It fits nicely, just right!"

Song Pan'er had no choice but to drag her suitcase forward in resignation.

The surprise came suddenly.

Not far after the two of them walked out of the gate, Yan Baosheng and his son drove a tricycle.

"Hello grandma! I'm Yan Bin, Song Pan'er's classmate. I'm going to school with her today. Please give me the things!"

Yan Bin jumped off the back of the truck and took the big bag carried by Mrs. Qian with a bright smile on his face.