"Not many."

"You don't look at the many levels, two ministries, province, city, city education committee, district, district education committee, and school, I still feel that there are fewer ones."

"Okay, it's pretty good. How much does it cost to sell a song seriously? Ten thousand is high, and I'm not famous."

In 1996, I bought a song with only lyrics for up to two or three thousand yuan, and the songs with a complete score of 8,000 to 15,000 yuan are all considered high prices, and I have to be a little famous author. Five,600 yuan is considered good.

Of course, well-known authors earn a lot, and it is possible to earn tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, but there are not many such people in the country, no more than twenty, and no more than five people with hundreds of thousands. It is so cruel.

Writing a popular restructuring of mountains and rivers for the younger generation, young people are full of ambitions and longings, such a well-known composer and person who enters the National Character Yearbook. Source of this article: Bokan Novel Network. How much does a song get? It has not even entered the top ten.

Many novels describe elementary and middle school, where to send the first song to, and then people come over to send a huge sum of money. Just take a look as a happy one.

It’s not that the song is written well that shocks who can achieve whom, but that people who are qualified can write the song. The qualification must be placed in front.

...

"Hehe, it's pretty good. I'll praise you when I go back."

"Why don't you make a sound before you leave? I thought you were missing."

"He was at home during that time and sent me here. Besides, you are so busy, my mother even came here to stay for several days with the introduction."

“When will it end?”

"It's the end of the year, three months, and there will be an assessment in the end. It's probably four months to go, but I'll be free at that time."

"Well...boko                                                                                                                            �

"I? It's so bad. I like music and play the piano, but this composing, alas, I'm not as talented as I can. I feel that I've worked hard, but I just don't have the inspiration to make people shine."

"Many things need to be accumulated, inspiration is important, but that also needs to be accumulated to a certain level. Listen more, watch more, think more."

"Don't educate me. You can find time to come and accompany me, and at least one or two trips until I come back."

Zhang Qianming smiled: "Okay, I'll go over and see you when I have time."

"What are you busy with these days?"

"Cleaning the house, my mother's house has been sold. I will move to me tomorrow to live there for a while."

"Your house is still a public housing. Ning Xinan remembers to read this site for favorites. The update here is really fast. I asked you for it. You can buy it, and the family costs 3,000 yuan."

"So cheap?"

"Ah, those teachers are reluctant to pay for this."

"Then I bought it, the teacher must not make trouble? It will be distributed to others."

"I have notified them many times. He won't buy them. It's normal for the school to take them back and sell them. They have houses outside."

"Didn't you buy this row of three?"

"Well, they are all from the school, and the three companies cost 9,000 yuan. If you mention the school, you will definitely be willing to sell you."

"Okay, I'll go and ask tomorrow."

"I won't say it anymore. I'm using the public phone outside. It's too cold. Wait for you to come, so." The phone stopped.

Zhang Qiming scratched his head. It would be great if all three of them bought it. The front would have occupied it. The back would have enough, and the diameter was nearly thirty meters deep. Even if the front room occupied about twenty meters behind, and there was a very large courtyard behind...

Although I haven't seen it specifically, I know the size. Now there are many flowers, plants and plants planted in the yard behind, and they are all crawling along the wall.

As for the trouble, I paid for the real estate certificate and applied for it. I went to the school. What does it have to do with me?

"Dad, whose phone number?" the little administrator ran over.

"Aunt Zhou, inform dad to get the bonus."

“Where is there a lot of money?”

"Well, it's not too small, do you have any ideas?"

"Will you get half of the meeting?"

Zhang Yanming laughed and lifted the little girl up and turned it around twice. It was so cute.

The little girl smiled and screamed. "I want it."

...

The next day, they got up, ran, and coaxed Zhang Xiaoyue to have breakfast. Then the two of them came to grandma's house in a big car. The loader huddled in the car, which made Zhang Yanming feel a little embarrassed, but they were used to it.

The home is cleaned up. Source of this article: Bokan Novel Network. I don’t bring any furniture, just clothes, luggage, some pots and pans, and some souvenir things. There are no large and expensive things these days.

He was bulky and took two jars, and then left them there for Zhang Yanhui to use. There were two wooden boxes. They were made by Zhang's parents and mothers when they got married. Although they were not valuable, they were of profound significance and had to be brought with them no matter what.

If you don’t move, you can continue to use and wear some old and damaged things, but if you move, you will clean up and sell them in rags. Zhang’s parents are not really stingy, they know how to choose.

Finally, he pulled the car and put it in. Only half of the car was loaded. Zhang's father looked back and forth and laughed: "Is this a thorn? The family has been ragged over the years, and there are only a few useful things."

Ma Zhang glared at him: "Get out of here."

Zhang Yanhui laughed: "Are you scolded? What else can you do if you keep the big items? Generally, who doesn't want big items to move?"

Load the car...boko                                                            

Ma Zhang stood there and looked, reaching out to close the kitchen window tightly, a little sad.

Zhang Yanhui went over and hugged Zhang Ma's shoulder: "Okay, mom, you have to think so. We are going to move to a big place to enjoy our happiness, right? We use good things to live in a big house. Look, now we are rich and capable, don't we move away?"

Zhang Ma sighed: "I know, I feel uncomfortable for a while. Before you move in, you haven't been to elementary school yet. It's been so many years, and for half a lifetime, the walls outside are made of bricks by brick."

Zhang Yanming said: "Mom, are you reasonable? The one you built has been demolished long ago, okay? The one behind was built by my dad and me."

Zhang's mother gritted her teeth and pointed at Zhang Yanming: "Just angry with me. Ning Xinan remembers to read this site for favorites. The update here is really fast. I'll wait for me to find an opportunity to settle the score with you."

Zhang Xiaoyue shouted: "Oh, there are cherry trees, what should I do?"

"Grandpa will plant it for you here. You will need as much as you want. Let's go, hurry up and move the other side."

After talking a few words, Zhang Ma's mood also eased, and the whole family slowly walked away with a different mood.

People can leave, things can be repeated, and memories can be cut off so easily.

The longer it becomes, the deeper it becomes.

When is the cure medicine? Time will smooth everything out, it is nonsense.

That's for outsiders, for those who are already heartless.

The longer the time, the clearer the memory will be, and the stronger the feeling will be, and it will not disappear even a little. However, some things will gradually get used to them. When they get used to the unforgettable, they will be dull.
Chapter completed!