I am a national treasure, who am I afraid of?

Chapter 321 Little boy
Liu Wennan, a student in Class 21 of the liberal arts class in the third year of high school.

Just as Gu Cang guessed before, this is a student from a poor family. He comes from the countryside of Xia County in Niucheng, and his academic performance is above average. Very good, but now he is basically the one who catches criminals in the school.

Every time he walked with others, the child was often the first thing others noticed.

His eyes are very sharp. Unlike the short hair and crew cut around him, Liu Wennan has half-length hair, and the hair is well groomed, like a different kind of boy... But this is not the key point.

The point is, he's crippled.

Although Liu Wennan doesn't care much about it, of course he has low self-esteem in his heart, but at the same time he is very conceited. As far as he is concerned, he feels that he is much higher than the students around him who just follow the trend and study hard. Clear cognition, and also cleared his life goals early.

When a group of classmates are anxious about their grades and whether they can be admitted to a good university, he has already determined his employment direction, which is equivalent to saying that even if he does not do well in the university examination, it will not affect his employment.

Liu Wennan touched the mobile phone he secretly hid, and then glanced at the notebook on his lap—the words he wrote were recorded in it—he felt that this time should not be wasted, and that the awards had nothing to do with him, so he simply wrote Novels.

He wants to be a writer, a writer, first of all he has to sit at home, which is very good, it suits his physical condition.

Every time he is immersed in creation, Liu Wennan will forget everything around him, wishing he could convert all the thoughts in his heart into words in one breath, and then post them on the Internet. Make money to support yourself, be able to feed back the family, and be able to climb higher.

He is confident, but still at the beginning.

The first thing to pass is signing the contract... Signing the contract is too difficult, even if it is the story he is writing with his heart, it is still impossible to sign the contract due to the dense handwriting on several notebooks.

Even so, he still developed the habit of writing every day.

Today is no exception.

But...why is it so quiet around here?

Liu Wennan raised his head and saw the giant panda surrounded by a group of people. As a national treasure that had attended the Spring Festival Gala, its popularity could even reach the level of a first-line star.

One day, I will be famous like this... the young man thought so.

At the same time, the panda's bear's paw also fell on the keys.

When the notes sounded, the people around were dumbfounded, and Liu Wennan was also a little dumbfounded.

This song... is a little familiar, right?

Or is it not just as simple as familiarity?
Is it more a memory?
Someone beside him began to hum along with the tune, which was a song that belonged to behind childhood:
Little boy with big schoolbag on his back, endless homework
Endless nagging, we need a life of stories
Too annoying!Too annoying!too annoying
Teacher, parents, listen to me
Only one color in spring is too monotonous
The eagle with folded wings can't fly high

……

Liu Wennan felt that his mind immersed in the novel was pulled out, so that after raising his head, he didn't lower it.

"What song is this? Why is it so familiar?" Someone next to him began to ask around.

"I also feel familiar, but I forgot the name."

"It's the song on TV... Fuck, I feel like I've heard it before, but I just can't remember the name."

The students on the side talked a lot, feeling that the panda Cangcang really didn't play the nursery rhyme, no matter how they listened to it, they felt that this song was much better than the nursery rhyme.

Liu Wennan curled his lips in disdain, and hummed along in his heart, but still reminded him as if showing off: "Happy planet, little boy."

He likes to be in the limelight, but because he doesn't deal with interpersonal relationships for a long time, he doesn't have much time to be in the limelight.

When reminded at this time, a few "666" eyes were cast from the side.

I am very happy.

So much so that when I looked at this panda, I felt... pretty handsome.

……

Gu Cang himself was immersed in playing.

The bear's paws danced on the keys. Although he made mistakes occasionally, he corrected them all... The piece was difficult, and it was his first time playing it, and mistakes were inevitable.

However, how do you feel that becoming a panda even brings more music cells?In the past, he wouldn't be able to get out even if he was killed.

Perhaps a hint?
For example, if a child has been praised for being smart and a genius since he was a child, then he is most likely to become smarter.

And now, I have been praised as a music panda all the time, so the music cells are also rapidly dividing and expanding?

Thinking wildly, Xiongpao's movements were unhurried.

Quite a bit of a master style.

More than two minutes later, as the last note came to an abrupt end, and it was unknown who took the lead, there was roaring applause from the audience.

"Let's thank Cang Cang for bringing us such a nice song..." The host thanked Gu Cang in every detail, and comforted the students at the same time, but his face was a little stiff.

Keke, no way.

Who made the panda in front of me play a song "Against too much homework", whoa, who is still carrying a big schoolbag and can't finish his homework?God, you did it on purpose with our high school, right?

But no matter how upset you are, you still have to be polite.

After Gu Cang finished playing, the host and the principal said a few more words, and then announced that the opening ceremony was over, but in order to take care of the excitement of the students seeing Gu Cang, a few people were allowed to come and take pictures with Gu Cang. of.

Seeing that it was still early, although Gu Cang was a little irritable, he had to be obedient, but there was still a struggle, so he climbed onto the table again and collapsed there, looking like you guys are doing whatever you want.

The students didn't care either. After all, only a few of them had cellphones. Some activists had a way. They simply pestered the head teacher or a certain teacher to ask for a cellphone and moved around Gu Cang to take a group photo.

Gu Cang let them take pictures, and with Han Ziyao taking care of them, he didn't worry about anything.

One group after another, because it is a group photo, so the speed is faster, after the last group of people took the photo and left happily, Han Ziyao was about to call Gu Cang to finish work, when he saw a student coming over, and said in a hurry: " Excuse me, can Cang Cang sign it for me?"

With Han Ziyao's support, Gu Cang sat up and looked at the person coming.

Walking posture... not very good, limping.

But the boy didn't care much, and handed it over with a thick notebook in his hand.

"Signature? This..." Han Ziyao was a little puzzled.

Gu Cang took it on his own initiative, glanced at it casually, and found that the name on the title page was "Chic Su", and there was a string of small characters with the title of the book on it:

"My name is Li Shunsheng, please give me more advice"?
Hey, do you write novels?Xiong Yan narrowed his eyes, slandering in his heart.

　Hey hey hey hey hey happy new year's day everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)