In 2005, the education model of Lingjiang No. 1 Middle School was a standard hard-working and diligent model, which was boring and depressing to the point of hell.

There was only one hour from the end of the afternoon school to the start of the evening self-study.

Zhou Jiangnan grabbed a seat in the cafeteria and ate at a speed of one mouthful every two seconds.

"Fuck, are you a pig? How can you taste the flavor so quickly?"

"Fatty, time is precious. Eating is just to fill my stomach. Taste is not important."

"Although, you can't keep up with me."

"Don't worry about me, eat slowly."

Zhou Jiangnan stood up with the plate in Li Pengfei's spitting complaints: "I'll go first, Teacher Wang has something to ask me."

Li Pengfei suddenly realized and winked: "Go, go, go quickly. I heard that Teacher Wang's internship will end after our college entrance examination. There will be no chance to see her again after she goes back to school."

"Stop talking nonsense. Let's go back to the cement factory together after school?"

"Of course, Huangmao has been arrested, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

"Okay, then I'll go first."

Zhou Jiangnan put down the plate and walked towards the teacher's office. When he came to the door, he looked inside through the window and found that only Wang Yueran was there.

He knocked on the door directly: "Teacher Wang, I'm here."

Wang Yueran raised her head: "Student Zhou, come in quickly."

Zhou Jiangnan walked into the office and did not close the door as usual, but left it open.

"Teacher Wang, you said you have something important to talk to me about. What is it?"

"Oh, before I talk about this, I have to apologize to you. I did this without your consent, and I don't know if you are willing."

Wang Yueran crossed her hands on her thighs that fell to one side, and sat with her head raised and her chest held high. Her figure and temperament as an artist are really great.

She was wearing a pair of light blue jeans, a light green plaid shirt tucked into her pants, and her sleeves rolled up to her elbows, revealing her white arms. A few strands of hair hung down from her bun, looking refreshing and full of goddess style.

Zhou Jiangnan couldn't help but take a few more glances, secretly sighing that this was the real school beauty, far from being comparable to a yellow-haired girl like Zhao Wanwan.

Wang Yueran had long been accustomed to men's gazes, and smiled indifferently: "What are you looking at, classmate Zhou?"

"Looking at you." Zhou Jiangnan replied calmly, "Teacher Wang is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, so I can't help but take a few more glances."

His generous attitude made Wang Yueran very acceptable, and this natural expression did not offend anyone at all.

"You are so direct, you don't even blush when you praise the teacher."

"No way, I like to tell the truth, beautiful is beautiful, there is no need to exaggerate."

"Okay, the teacher accepts your compliments, anyway, I'm used to it."

Zhou Jiangnan smiled, this little teacher Wang is actually quite narcissistic, and she is very self-aware of her appearance.

He didn't continue to talk more about this topic. Between casual acquaintances, it is better to stop at the right amount of compliments. If you say too much, it will make people feel like a dog who wants to stick out his tongue, which will only make people feel annoying.

He changed the subject and asked with a smile: "So, Mr. Wang, what are you talking about?"

"It's like this. After you sang "Dear, That's Not Love" last time, I casually recorded a clip and posted it in the chat room. I didn't expect it to cause quite a stir."

"Yesterday, someone contacted me and said he was the agent of a well-known female singer named Zhang in China. He wanted to buy the copyright of this song. Since the song is yours, I said I would ask you before answering him."

Wang Yueran looked at Zhou Jiangnan with clear eyes, with an embarrassed look.

It is indeed not a good behavior to post someone else's work on the Internet without their permission.

She is also a girl who is too girly. She feels that she has discovered a treasure and wants to share it with others immediately, so she can't wait to do it.

After a simple exchange, Zhou Jiangnan quickly knew the ins and outs of the matter.

In this era, QQ chat rooms have become very popular. There are all kinds of people with similar interests and hobbies bragging and talking nonsense. Zhou Jiangnan still remembers that when he just went to college, he ran to the chat room to play couplets with others.

At that time, the chat room was full of great people, and there were many people with real talents and knowledge. Wang Yueran studied music, so it was normal for her to meet people in the music chat room.

He thought for a moment and then asked, "How much will he pay?"

This question was so straightforward that it was completely beyond Wang Yueran's expectations.

She originally thought that people like Zhou Jiangnan, who were talented and wrote their own songs, would attach great importance to their songs and would not easily sell the copyrights. Unexpectedly, he did not hesitate at all.

How could she know, this song was originally the representative work of the female singer surnamed Zhang in the later generations. Although it was released two years earlier, giving her the songbook was like returning the property to its original owner.

It was a pleasant surprise to get a sum of money in this process. What else could he not be satisfied with?

Zhou Jiangnan was very happy. He was just worried that he didn't have enough money to build his own house. Now someone gave him a pillow when he was sleepy. Wang Yueran's unintentional behavior was really a big help.

Wang Yueran was confused: "Then I didn't ask. The song is yours. You must discuss it with him."

"Teacher Wang, have you ever thought about not telling me and trading with him yourself?" As soon as Zhou Jiangnan said this, Wang Yueran's face changed immediately.

She looked very serious and said in a serious tone: "Student Zhou Jiangnan, you are insulting the teacher's personality. I am a principled person and will never do such shameless things, not to mention that this is illegal."

"I am a music student myself, and I know how difficult it is to write a good song. There are many copyright infringements in this industry, and this behavior is really disgusting. If we can't protect the originality well, the creative enthusiasm of musicians will be extinguished, and this industry will never get better. Bad money will always drive out good money."

"Student Zhou Jiangnan, although the teacher is only three years older than you, since you can come to this school as your substitute teacher, you can't question my teacher. "Wang Yueran" said more excitement, and a little angry, Zhou Jiangnan quickly apologized: "Teacher Wang is sorry, I do n’t question what you mean, that is, speaking without my head, blame me for being cheap. Chu, do you want to sell the copyright and sell it. You should think about it yourself. No, I decided myself by myself. Zhou Jiangnan reached out and took it.

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