Lu Wen returned to the office after lunch in the cafeteria. The kindergarten does not end school at noon, but rests in the kindergarten, so Lu Wen does not have to pick up Yueyue at noon.
He sat at the office desk, looking forward blankly. He searched in his mind for this morning song suitable for their class. There were many inspirational songs in his previous life, but Lu Wen wanted to find the most suitable one.
Suddenly Lu Wen's eyes lit up, and he found a song, a morning song that was suitable for the class. He thought of it and exchanged it immediately, and then he lay on the table and began to write.
With the ringing of the class bell, Lu Wen also completed the transcription of the song. He looked at the schedule, and it happened that the third class this afternoon was a music class, and he was going to ask the music teacher in their class for help.
Like Lu Wen's previous life, he is not an art student, and he doesn't pay much attention to these music classes and physical education classes. The world is a little better, but not much better.
Lu Wen found the music teacher in their class and said, "Teacher Ma, I want to ask you a favor."
He was interrupted before he finished speaking, and only listened to Teacher Ma said, "It's okay, you can use this class. Academic grades matter."
This teacher Ma is a forty-year-old woman who is very talkative. When she saw Lu Wen open her mouth, she thought she was here to borrow a lesson, so she agreed without saying a word.
Lu Wen listened for a while, and then said, "Uh, no, I have a song that I want you to teach students in music class. This is a score." As he said, he passed the score in his hand.
Teacher Ma took it smoothly and said, "What are you copying down the score for? If you tell me the name of the song, I searched the Internet and found it? The song "I Believe" is quite niche, right? Have not heard."
Lu Wen heard the smile and did not speak. When Teacher Ma hummed a few words on the music score, his face changed. She squinted her eyes and experienced it for a while. Then she really opened her eyes and said to Lu Wen. "Ms. Lu, isn't this a new song? If it's released well, I should have heard it. If it's released, it will definitely be very popular."
Seeing him nodded and then said in surprise, "You won't take the ones that others haven't posted, Teacher Lu, this is something we can't do." Teacher Ma's face was serious.
Lu Wen said dumbfoundedly, "Teacher Ma, where did you want to go? I wrote this song. I want to cheer up the students. Do you think I look like that kind of person?"
"You wrote this song. Have you registered the copyright?"
Lu Wen slapped his head and said, "This is really not there. I took it over as soon as I wrote it. You wait for you, and I will sign up right away."
Saying that Lu Wen took out his mobile phone and registered the copyright for the song. The world is still very fast in registering the copyright of the song. Soon Lu Wen received an email with an electronic copyright certificate.
Teacher Ma was relieved to see that Lu Wen had indeed registered the copyright. It seems that he did write it himself. Now, as long as some songs and the like are written, they are registered for copyright. They will not be registered before the copyright. Take it out, this is also the consensus of everyone.
Seeing Lu Wen showing the copyright certificate to Mr. Ma, Mr. Ma was surprised and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Lu to be so versatile, and he writes so well."
"You praised it, you just write it out, do you think it is appropriate to hand it over to the students in class?"
"Appropriate, this is the most appropriate. I'm practicing for a while. You should be busy first." Teacher Ma hummed alone on the side and ignored Lu Wen.
Lu Wen didn't care too much, and left when Mr. Ma was in the state.
As soon as Lu Wen left, the music teachers in Teacher Ma's office gathered around. They were not familiar with Lu Wen and they were still listening to the new song, so they didn't bother to come up. Now that Lu Wen was gone, they wanted to come up and ask. Ask the situation.
Teacher Ma was awakened by a kind of teacher, and he was not immersed in the world of songs. He watched the teachers in front of him and talked about the matter just now. Those teachers were amazed after listening.
Lu Wen didn't care about Teacher Ma, and fell asleep on the table when he returned to the office.
I didn't know how long I slept, but I was woken up by a ringing of the cell phone. I shook my head, and when I was awake, I answered the phone.
"Hello."
"Ms. Lu, I'm in the reception room. If someone is looking for you at the door, please come out."
Wen Lu wondered who was looking for him, why didn't he call? After thinking about it, I agreed.
The current school basically does not allow outsiders to enter during class, if they come in, they can only be brought in through insiders.
Lu Wen came to the gate of the school and saw a young man swarming with the uncle in the reception room. It seemed that the conversation was pretty good. Looking at the clothes worn by the young man, he knew that he was a rich man, but it seemed appropriate and harmonious when chatting with the old man.
Lu Wen came to the door, and the uncle of the communication room said to him, "This is the one who is looking for you. This young man can talk very well."
Fang Zheng looked at Lu Wen in front of him, smiled and started to shake hands, saying "Hello, my name is Fang Zheng, get to know him."
Lu Wen shook hands with him, and then said suspiciously, "Mr. Fang, I don't know what you are looking for."
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "I saw your two-handed poem and a piano piece on the Internet. I want to know what kind of people can write such poems and pieces."
Lu Wen didn't expect it to be such a reason, and he was a little stunned. He returned to his mind and said, "Is it disappointed to see me?"
Who knows that Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "No, I am very happy to see you like this, knowing that you are not as handsome as me, and I am happy without my temperament."
The black line on Lu Wen's forehead appeared, how do you speak?
Fang Zheng saw Lu Wen laugh twice like this, and said, "Just kidding, don't care."
Lu Wen didn't really care. It seemed that this Fangzheng was quite casual, and he liked to chat with unrestrained people. Such people are very pleasant to get along with.
Fang Zheng said, "Let's talk somewhere."
Lu Wen did not object either, nodded, and Fang Zheng threw all the pack of cigarettes in his hand to the old man and said, "Uncle, you can smoke this cigarette."
Lu Wen saw the uncle smiled and took it, he saw the cigarette brand, it was not cheap, no wonder the uncle's face was like a flower.
Lu Wen looked down, this guy is quite good at being a man.
Lu Wen and Fang Zheng found a teahouse, ordered a pot of tea and some snacks, and chatted.
At first, the two of them were a little stranger, but as the chat continued, both of them gradually let go. The temperaments of the two were quite appetizing, not the kind of hypocritical people.
Founder also has some young scholars who were born into a scholarly family. The father in the family is still in charge of this aspect. He is quite attentive to the learning of the few children in the family, so don't look at Fang Zheng now a little bit out of tune. Looks like, but there is still a bit of literary youth in his bones, otherwise he would not be able to fly directly from the magic city to another city just to meet the author.
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