The seller of the heavens

the next day.

School.

When it was time for get out of class to end, Charlotte couldn't wait to walk to Yuan Hua's seat, and raised her voice deliberately and asked:

"Yuan Hua, didn't you say yesterday that you were going to write a song? How are you preparing?"

Charlotte's voice was a little loud, and the students in the class looked over curiously after hearing the words, watching the excitement.

Zhang Yang looked at Yuan Hua amusedly, ready to see him make a fool of himself, and laughed and said:

"Yeah, Yuan Hua, what about the song you wrote?"

Meng Te pinched the orchid finger, looked at Yuan Hua's eyes full of admiration, and said softly:

"Yuan Hua, I believe you are no worse than Charlotte, come on."

Qiu Ya clenched her hands and worried about Yuan Hua, and at the same time she also expected Yuan Hua to come up with a good song to defeat Xia Luo.

Under everyone's gaze, Yuan Hua was full of confidence. He practiced the fairy tale at home last night, thinking that there was no problem.

Although his singing level is not as good as Charlotte's, it's not too bad. After all, his family is rich and he has received music training and counseling since he was a child.

"Then~ I'll show my ugliness."

Yuan Hua Shiran stood up, raised his hand and pressed down, signaling for everyone to keep quiet.

Then he cleared his throat, and after making enough gestures, he said slowly:

"I wrote a song last night called "Fairy Tale", I hope you like it."

As he spoke, he stared at Qiu Ya, and began to sing slowly with deep affection:

"I forgot how long I haven't heard from you again..."

When Yuan Hua said the name of the song, Xia Luo didn't take it seriously.

After Yuan Hua sang a few lines, Xia Luo's face suddenly changed. She looked at Yuan Hua as if she had seen a ghost. She was so frightened that she took two steps back, and even bumped into the desk behind her. A noise interrupted Yuan Hua's singing.

As a time traveler, how could Charlotte not know the classic love song "Fairy Tale".

But at this moment, in the classroom of 1997, when he heard his old classmate Yuan Hua sing this song, he was as frightened as hell.

Monte gave Charlotte an angry look, put one hand on his hips, and pointed at Charlotte with one hand pinching the orchid, and scolded in a sharp voice:

"Charlotte, Yuan Hua is singing, what are you doing, I hate it~"

Zhang Yang, on the other hand, smiled, gloating:

"I think Charlotte is frightened."

Yuan Hua paused, looking at Charlotte's bewildered look, he also felt that he was afraid, and couldn't help but secretly proud of himself.

After everyone quieted down, Yuan Hua resumed singing.

"I forgot how long it has been, I haven't heard you again, tell me your favorite story..."

Xia Luo looked at Yuan Hua, who was singing affectionately, with an uncertain expression on his face.

He didn't understand, how could Yuan Hua sing this song, could it be that Yuan Hua also crossed time?

Thinking of this possibility, Charlotte was in a state of confusion.

He relied on his status as a time traveler to plagiarize songs in order to gain Qiu Ya's favor. If Yuan Hua also time travels, how can he compare with Yuan Hua.

Regardless of appearance, family background, or talent, he is no match for Yuan Hua.

Do you want to watch your goddess Qiu Ya fall into Yuan Hua's arms again?

Charlotte is not reconciled!

After Yuan Hua finished singing, he looked at Xia Luo leisurely and asked:

"Charlotte, what do you think of my song?"

A far-fetched smile appeared on Charlotte's face, and he said dryly:

"Okay, pretty good."

Meng Te said with a proud look for Yuan Hua:

"What is pretty good? It's very good. Yuan Hua's song is much better than what you wrote."

Other students also praised Yuan Hua's song was really good, and he deserved to be a genius in the class.

Feeling the admiration of the people around him, Yuan Hua said quite complacently after listening to the praise of everyone:

"I said that it's no big deal to be able to write songs. Didn't I just write one in one night? Charlotte, are you convinced?"

Xia Luo's face was ugly. He couldn't figure out whether Yuan Hua was a time traveler like himself. He was in a state of confusion for a while. Facing Yuan Hua's question, he could only say with difficulty:

"Shut it up, take it up."

The surrounding students were overwhelmed by Yuan Hua's performance, surrounded him and began to praise him in various ways.

"It seems that writing songs is really not that difficult. Let me just say, even if you can write songs with Charlotte's ability, I can do it."

"Yuan Hua is still amazing. He wrote a good song in one night."

Qiuya also looked proud, staring at Yuan Hua intently, feeling more and more handsome the more she looked at him, and more importantly, he was so talented.

Yuan Hua was flattered by everyone's praise, and he was very proud, but he put on a humble gesture on his face:

"This song was just written by me. It's not a big deal. What I'm really good at is writing..."

But he made up his mind in his heart, he had to buy more songs and novels from Jiang Chen.

He must establish himself as a young talent.

Xia Luo looked at Yuan Hua surrounded by the crowd, and left in dismay, with mixed feelings in her heart.

...

night.

It is rare for district chief Yuan to go home for dinner on time today.

At the dinner table, Yuan Hua was told good news.

He went to the publishing house today, and the publication of "Triple Door" has been negotiated.

The fact that the publisher can make a decision so quickly, apart from the quality of the novel itself, is naturally inseparable from District Chief Yuan's status.

After Yuan Hua heard the news, he was very excited and beaming with joy.

In the 1990s, the status of a writer was still very precious.

District Chief Yuan is also very proud of this. His son is able to publish a book, and he is also honored.

The father and son drank some wine together as a celebration.

Seeing his father happy, Yuan Hua took the opportunity to say:

"Dad, in fact, this novel was able to be written smoothly, and a friend of mine helped a lot. It can be said that without his guidance, this novel would not exist. Can you give me some money, I want to thank him."

"I said why you have made such great progress. It turns out that is the case. You should really thank him."

District Chief Yuan nodded when he heard the words, and directly wrapped a 2,000 red envelope, asking Yuan Hua to pass it on to a friend.

After confirming that "Triple Door" could be published, Yuan Hua became more confident in Jiang Chen's work.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy is the most vain time.

After experiencing being surrounded by everyone and becoming the focus, being praised and admired by a group of classmates, and being admired by Qiu Ya, Yuan Hua was deeply fascinated by this feeling, almost like an addiction.

He knew that he had to buy more works from Jiang Chen if he wanted to maintain his personality as a genius.

There are only two thousand yuan, but not many works can be exchanged, so he can only continue to find solutions from his father.

After Yuan Hua took the red envelope, he continued to say with a sullen face:

"Well, Dad, you see, I've already published novels, shouldn't you give me some rewards? Recently, I bought a lot of books and checked information to write novels, and I used up all my pocket money."

District Chief Yuan nodded and acted grandly:

"It is indeed time to reward you."

After saying that, he went back to his room and gave Yuan Hua 3,000 yuan.

Holding the three thousand yuan, Yuan Hua felt that the money was still not enough, so he racked his brains to think of a way.

Soon, he had an idea.

After dinner, while his parents were out for a walk, Yuan Hua sneaked into his parents' bedroom and took a pair of gold bracelets and a necklace from his mother's jewelry box.

His mother didn't even wear this jewelry, and kept it in the corner of the cabinet all year round, so it's better for him to exchange it with Jiang Chen for his work.

In his opinion, as long as the novel "Three Doors" is published, he will have income, and then he can buy another set of jewelry of the same style and put them back without anyone noticing.

This plan can be said to be seamless.

Yuan Hua is confident that he will not be discovered by his parents.

After finishing all this, Yuan Hua walked towards the hotel where Jiang Chen was staying again.