I'm passing by

However, seeing Charlotte sitting in the middle of those people, receiving everyone's admiration and looking up to him, the pride on his face was almost overflowing.

In my heart, I couldn't help but sigh,

What kind of genius is just a thief who steals other people's works. Perhaps, he can now keep those famous songs that have not appeared before as his own, but... what happens when those people's songs are all stolen?

He... can he still be so proud?

I didn't care about what kind of turmoil this outsider planned to cause in this world. The most important thing in front of me was to complete her college entrance examination for the original body, for the original Qiuya.

Reviewing the few months before the college entrance examination was boring but also exciting. I still remember the days when I was in the first world, when I was in the college entrance examination, and those nights when I was in the third year of high school, I also memorized mathematical formulas.

Today's exam questions are not as tricky as they were more than ten years later, but all the most basic and most knowledge-testing questions are paralyzed on a piece of paper.

Before the college entrance examination, Xia Luo was still very popular. He and Na Ying, the pillar of the music scene after him, sang a song about [-] together at the Spring Festival gala, and the creator of the song even put his name on it.

There are such celebrities in the class, and the atmosphere of the whole class is impetuous.

The head teacher, Lao Wang, always tells us something when he is teaching us.

"All of you memorize the questions for me. This question is compulsory. Don't look at it. Unlike Charlotte, you don't need to take the college entrance examination."

"…Oh…"

I looked around at the classmates who looked a bit decadent, and sighed silently, "Old Wang, it's better... not to say what you said."

After Xia Luo became popular, Xia Luo's mother, relatives, class teacher Lao Wang, and classmates in the class were all proud of having a classmate like him.

Except for one person, Ma Dongmei.

I don't know what happened that day, I just passed by by chance, I saw Yuan Hua, surrounded by a group of people, thinking that A Jin might be on Yuan Hua, I rushed over and pulled him out .

"Yuan Hua, what's going on?"

Yuan Hua looked at the rest of his life, and said, "That person seems to have had another festival with Charlotte before. Isn't Charlotte popular because of her singing? I heard that they all gathered here, so I came to have a look, and then I was called They stopped it, saying that they were afraid that I would run off and send news to Charlotte!"

"Oh, it's fine."

"No!" Yuan Hua yelled suddenly as if remembering something, "What's wrong?"

"Ma Dongmei, Ma Dongmei, her!"

"What's the matter?"