When school is over in the afternoon, the quiet school becomes lively, and if the birds in the cages, the students regain their freedom.

The breath of youth permeated all around.

Outside school, many parents have been waiting for a long time.

Qinhai High School is also a well-known school in Jiangcheng. Most of the school results here are very good.

Due to policy reasons, the local admission score is slightly lower than that of other places, so most locals study here.

For locals, nine out of ten are rich, and the remaining one is even richer.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an aristocratic school.

A Mercedes Benz parked in front of Xia Zhitao, the window was rolled down, and Lu Gang waved to her: "Xia Zhitao will go together today. I will see you off, anyway."

Xia Zhitao was walking with her two girlfriends and shook her head with a smile: "No.

I am with them. "

The two girlfriends looked dissatisfied.

"Lu Gang, why don't you invite me?"

"Yes, I invite Xia Zhitao every day, we are your classmates anyway."

Lu Gang scratched his head embarrassedly, "Are you here?" "Forget it, we have to accompany Xia Zhitao."

The Mercedes-Benz honked its horn and slowly left among the crowd.

Once again, Xia Zhitao's eyes noticed him-the strange boy in the class.

He was wearing headphones, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and left alone.

There are no friends around.

In contrast, the students here are accompanied by their parents, and even if they are worse, they will have their own friends to accompany and laugh all the way.

But he is only one person.

Sure enough, in response to the words of his best friend, he came alone, and then went alone.

Why is he always so lonely?

"Xia Zhitao what show do you plan to prepare?"

Asked my girlfriend Marco.

"How about preparing for a solo dance like last year."

Another girlfriend Hu Yu said, "We all like you dancing.

You are born to dance. "

Xia Zhitao could only take back his mind to answer their questions, but from time to time glanced at him: "I definitely can't dance alone this time.

I also want to give you a chance. "

"This time there is a TV station, maybe you can become celebrities, and it will become a hit."

The two girlfriends giggled: "Where."

Marco noticed a boy in front, as if he saw a new thing: "Hey, it's him! Look."

Of course she was referring to Zhang Wanlin, who was like a transparent person in the class.

His transparent attributes make him as transparent as on the street.

"Really."

Hu Yu said, "We actually walked the same way."

"Would you like to come forward and say hello?"

"No, he is so weird.

Why do you want to say hello to him? "

They only talked about it, that kind of fun is equivalent to the UFO's first visit to the earth, let alone how fresh it is.

At a fork in the road, the two girlfriends had to take another road, only Xia Zhitao went in the other direction.

"Goodbye, Xia Zhitao."

"Bye."

"Remember to be careful, that."

Marco specially reminded, because Xia Zhitao went the same way as the boy.

There are usually very few passers-by, and it's not good if you encounter any bad guys.

This boy has always been mysterious and mysterious, and he is almost the same in nature as the bad guy. Who knows if he will show his sorrow halfway through.

Xia Zhitao smiled and said, "Where is it like you said, goodbye!"

She walked away quickly.

On the road, there were continuous vehicles driving forward, bringing up a cloud of smoke and dust.

His back is reflected in the front, not far or near.

Xia Zhitao just kept a distance and walked on the same line as him.

The position she stepped on was the footsteps he had walked.

She thought, would you like to say hello to him?

"Ding! Listening to songs reached 100,000+, and the system was successfully upgraded.

Unlock new abilities. "

"New ability: original songs."

"Introduction to original songs: As long as you create original songs that are not available in this world, the more popular you will get, the more points you will get.

Points can be redeemed for any ability. "

Those songs that Zhang Wanlin carried over from another world are of course original, because this world does not.

Now he has only recorded a dozen songs in it, and there are more songs that have not been recorded.

Zhang Wanlin managed to select the exchange page.

Exchangeable commodities: infinite power, musical acumen, super brain... etc.

The points range from 10,000 to more than 10w.

His current score is 0, because no original songs have been released yet.

He couldn't help thinking that if he participated in the school's art evening, he would definitely open up this situation.

Because in this world, there is no such good song yet.

"Hey, Zhang Wanlin!"

A sound like a silver bell rang in the wind, mixed with the scent of lilies.

Zhang Wanlin looked to the side and saw a pretty girl walking beside him, eccentric, happy and generous.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Wanlin took off his headphones.

To anyone in the class, in fact, it is just like any person to him—very unfamiliar.

Even the famous goddess Xia Zhitao in the class.

"My name is Xia Zhitao, your classmate."

"Something?"

"No, I just came over to say hello to you."

"If there is nothing wrong, then I will wear the headphones again."

Xia Zhitao waved her hand quickly: "You have been listening to music, aren't you afraid that it will damage your hearing?"

"will not."

"I think you should take the initiative to socialize and make friends with your classmates.

You are lonely alone. "

"Do you make friends with 16-year-old students like this?"

Zhang Wanlin said lightly, as if he couldn't lift the energy at all, "Forget it."

It's like, a person in his 30s would actually want to make a 16-year-old student, and he would laugh generously when he said it.

This made Xia Zhitao speechless, not knowing what to say.

It seems that nothing matters in front of him.

The two of them walked on the road like this, and gradually came to an area of ​​a single-family villa.

The scenery there is beautiful, the vegetation is verdant, and the buildings stand in it and blend into one.

Xia Zhitao lives in this place.

She basically walked past the house now.

"Zhang Wanlin, can I listen to your music?"

She asked expectantly.

She feels that if you want to make friends with a person, you should first approach him, and approaching the person in front of you is very simple, that is, approaching his music.

Zhang Wanlin certainly didn't think of her careful thoughts, and casually took her earphones from her neck, and then leaned over to put them on Xia Zhitao.

For a moment, when he was very close, Xia Zhitao wanted to lower his head, and he could feel the heat exhaling from his nose.

"Then I played music?"

Xia Zhitao readjusted the earphones and nodded.

Zhang Wanlin pressed the play button of his mobile phone, and the sound of music flowed out like flowing water.

This is a song recorded by Zhang Wanlin himself, named "Paper Short Love and Long Love".