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Qinzhou is very big with many cities.

The place where Lin Yuan is located is called Sucheng, which is one of the most prosperous main cities in Qinzhou, and his hometown is a place called Yuncheng.

Six hours of high-speed rail.

Lin Yuan finally arrived in Yuncheng.

"See you at the beginning of school."

The simplicity of traveling farewell to Xia Fan and Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan did not go home immediately, but took the bus to the mall and bought a bunch of things——

They are all gifts for mother and sister.

When he walked out of the mall, Lin Yuan was carrying a bunch of big bags and small bags. It was very inconvenient to take the bus, so he could only choose a taxi.

His family lives in the south of the county seat.

A place similar to a village in a city.

Walking to the door of the familiar home in his memory, Lin Yuan knocked on the door, and the one who opened the door was a beautiful girl in plush pajamas.

"sister."

Lin Yuan greeted with a smile. This is Lin Yuan's younger sister, Lin Yao, who is very beautiful. Like Lin Yuan, she has inherited the advantages of her parents. This is the third year of high school.

"brother."

The girl nodded with a smile.

Lin Yuan walked into the door, changed a pair of slippers, and shouted at the room: "Mom, I'm back."

"It's back."

My mother came out wearing an apron with blood stains on her hands: "I'm making you braised fish."

"it is good."

As Lin Yuan said, he carried things into the house, took out a suit of clothes and shoes and said to his sister, "This is a gift for you."

"Thank you."

Lin Yao took Lin Yuan's gift, opened it and found that it was a fan's down jacket, frowning and said, "I don't like pink."

"Then what color do you like?"

Lin Yao thought without hesitation: "White."

Lin Yuan came up with another set: "This way?"

Lin Yao glanced at Lin Yuan in surprise: "Mom said you got rich, so she didn't lie to me, so can you give me one hundred yuan to buy a set of learning materials? I have a discount coupon, originally it cost one hundred Two, one hundred minus twenty."

"Row."

Lin Yuan said readily: "I also received a coupon for a grilled fish shop at the mall. Let's go to eat together later."

Lin Yao nodded: "Yeah."

My mother looked at the communication between the two brothers and sisters, crying and laughing: "No wonder that when you were young, everyone said that you two had weird personalities..."

"why?"

Lin Yuan and Lin Yao looked at their mother at the same time.

The mother smiled and waved her hand. Although the siblings are taciturn and not as lively as their sister, she knows that the relationship between the three children is still very good.

Lin Yuan sat on the sofa to rest.

Lin Yao, who is in the third year of high school this year, is doing questions at the table.

This is a two-bedroom and one-living home. The lighting is not very good, and the decoration and furniture are very simple. For example, the sofa under Lin Yuan’s buttocks has several holes. However, although the house is simple, it is clean and well organized. .

I have to buy a house when my salary is paid.

This thought flashed in Lin Yuan's mind.

Soon the meal was ready, and Lin Yuan called his mother before he came back, so noon was a very hearty meal with four dishes and one soup.

Braised fish, sweet and sour pork ribs, spicy chicken, stir-fried green vegetables with mushrooms, and a portion of tomato egg soup.

"Let's eat."

The three of them were sitting around the table, and my mother blamed it: "Your sister's annual vacation has not yet started. If she is here, these dishes will definitely be finished."

Lin Yuan nodded.

My sister is the most edible person in the family.

In contrast, Lin Yuan and Lin Yao belong to the more picky eaters and only like meat.

My mother smiled and reminded: "Eat more vegetables."

So Lin Yuan and Lin Yao tacitly picked out a piece of greens, and the two of them used chopsticks to split half of each.

"..."

My mother smiled and said, "Yaoyao, your brother is now making money. You can talk to your brother about what you need in the future."

"Ok."

Lin Yao's eyes lit up and looked at Lin Yuan: "Brother, can you help me eat this piece of green vegetables?"

"The food eater is Junjie!"

Lin Yuan refused: "It is said that people who eat vegetables can keep people young. A friend of mine often eats vegetables, so he will always be 18 years old."

Lin Yao: "..."

Lin Yuan reminded: "He will always be 18 years old."

Lin Yao perplexed: "Brother, are you telling a joke?"

Lin Yuan thought a little regretfully. It seemed that it was not his own humor, but Senior Sun Yaohuo's laughter was relatively low, and he had no resistance to his own jokes.

...

Lin Yuan started his vacation ahead of schedule, but the various departments of Xingmang were still busy with work.

Artist Department.

Jiang Kui finally finished the recording of "Balloon" and is now happily reporting the results to Zhao Jue.

at this time.

Lao Zhou appeared in the artist department and found Zhao Jue: "There is bad news, our Spring Festival plan may have to be adjusted."

"what happened?"

Zhao Jue frowned.

Lao Zhou sighed: "This year's Spring Festival, the company has a plan for ten songs. One of them has a problem. The audit department found that the melody of that song is too similar to the melody of a song in Chuzhou. "

"Plagiarism?"

"It's not plagiarism. I know the composer. He should have heard that song by chance and wrote a similar melody accidentally. This is not the first time this happened in the composition department."

"Then nine songs this year will not work?"

It is indeed quite common for composers to hit the melody, especially for some popular songs. The chords commonly used by everyone are often quite different.

"No way."

Lao Zhou was also troubled: "The publicity resources for this song have been arranged. If it is not available, it would be a pity. But we can't just play a song casually, otherwise it would be a waste of such good publicity resources. "

"Whose song will you change?"

The two of you look at me, I look at you, and at last they turned their heads in unison, looking at the blank face of Jiangkui.

"I?"

Jiang Kui opened his mouth slightly, and instantly understood what they meant, and began to cry: ""Balloon" is a song I prepared for March..."

"I know."

Zhao Jue sighed: "The quality of "Balloon" is not bad, and it may be able to make a good list in March, but the problem is that we still lack one of our February works."

"But February is the group of death, so many top singers compete."

Jiang Kui was aggrieved, and the death group meant that the February rankings were very competitive. At the beginning, "Big Fish" was released in the December death group, so it didn't get any good rankings.

This is the horror of the group of death!

Songs that can reach the top in other seasons are released in February and may not be included in the top ten.

"That's what it says."

Lao Zhou advised: "But we are missing a song in February, and the quality of your song is better. What if it gets popular?"

Zhao Jue nodded.

Jiang Kui: "..."

We dare not ask, we dare not say.

With her arms not twisting her thighs, she could only use Lin Yuan as a shield: "You can communicate with Teacher Xianyu."

"I make a call."

Lao Zhou spoke, and then dialed Lin Yuan's phone. At this time, Lin Yuan was accompany his sister to buy study materials outside. After receiving the call, he learned the whole story and said:

"can."

Lao Zhou hung up the phone and said, "There is no problem with Lin Yuan, we are so happy...cough, that's the decision."

Has Teacher Xianyu also fallen?

Jiang Kui's eyes were suddenly desperate.

Why do I always meet the group of death?

It is true that "Balloon" is a good song, there is a high probability that it will produce results in March, but in the group of death in February, is it the rhythm of cannon fodder?