"Who composed this song?" Mou Wenkui is a talented songwriter who is proficient in all kinds of musical instruments. He has heard a lot of praise, but his biggest regret so far is that he has not been able to write a popular song.
He couldn't wait to meet the author of this song.
"How about I ask my parents?" Gu Can replied.
"good."
"Cancan, who said that you can't do anything?" Zhang Zihan asked.
"Yeah, if this isn't enough for you, then what about ours?" Lu Jiaan was confused.
"Probably this year, the courses Sister Nian arranged for me, are they okay?" Gu Can tilted his head.
"To achieve such results in one year, what level of genius are you?" Gu Chengze felt that Gu Can's answer seemed even more infuriating.
Gu Can shrugged, indicating that she didn't know either.
She was never a genius, she was just lucky enough to have some adventures and live longer.
The party ended successfully and everyone was finally able to have a good night's sleep.
Gu Can, who was lying in bed, received a message from his parents.
Gu Liang: Cancan, it’s dawn.
Gu Can: Then you should carefully research the entertainment works in this world. The day when I become a superstar is just around the corner.
Ji Xiaoju: Are you not going to be your dorm manager anymore?
Gu Can: Hmm? Oh, Dad, Gu Chengze said he's my second brother. What does that mean? There's no mention of that in the second game.
Gu Liang: I just received the memory as well. This identity is indeed his biological second uncle, but I refused the arranged marriage and wanted to be with your mother, so I was expelled from the Gu family.
Ji Xiaoju: This world is not a completely real world. Before we came here, everyone had no self-awareness. It is not surprising that things outside the plot are not mentioned.
Gu Can: That’s right, it’s possible. It’s because of my coming that Gu Chengze was influenced and remembered other things.
Ji Xiaoju: It seems that your method is effective, but I don’t know what the world will be like when it becomes completely real. For now, please don’t say who the creator of that song is.
Gu Liang: Yes, you can also find opportunities to sing more revolutionary songs or promote other traditional cultures. How can a real world be without its own historical heritage? You have a heavy responsibility.
Gu Can: I know. As long as the method is right, the task can always be accomplished.
I've talked to my parents and learned about the outside world. It's dawn, which is a good thing.
A beautiful day should start with a delicious breakfast. Today's breakfast is millet pumpkin porridge, cold three-shredded vegetables, fried eggs, and fragrant meat buns.
"Why can people only have one stomach?" Wen Yi looked at Zhang Zihan and Mou Wenkui who were still busy eating, while he could only watch the white, tender and fragrant meat buns enter their mouths. He questioned.
"You can probably only ask Nuwa about this question!" Gu Can replied.
"Nuwa?" Wen Yi was a little confused.
"Yes, there have been many different theories about the origin of human beings. There are alien theories, evolution theories, and of course our myths and legends, where Nuwa created humans from clay." Seeing her confused face, Gu Can explained.
"Ever since Pangu created the world, his body turned into mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, the sun, the moon, and the stars, and innate gods were born. Among them was a goddess with great magical powers, Nuwa. Nuwa traveled the world and felt that something should be added to the world to make it more vibrant. She walked and walked until she felt a little tired, so she squatted down by a pond." Gu Can began to tell the story of Nuwa creating human beings.
The clear water reflected her face and figure. She smiled, and her shadow in the water smiled too. She pretended to be angry, and her shadow in the water was also angry at her. Suddenly, an idea came to her.
"There are all kinds of creatures in this world, but there are no creatures like me. So why not create a creature like me and add it to the world?"
Thinking of this, she dug up a lump of yellow mud from the edge of the pond, mixed it with water, and in her hand, it gradually turned into a small thing that looked like a doll.
She put the little thing on the ground, and it suddenly came alive and started shouting "Mom!"
Nuwa looked at the creature she had created, which was smart and beautiful, and called her "Mom", and was beaming with joy.
He created many more, and when he grew tired, he tore off a dry vine and thrust it into the mire. With a wave of his hand, many little people appeared. Soon the earth was filled with humans.
Later, they discovered that humans were destined to die, and that they couldn't just create a new generation after each one died. So they divided the little people into males and females, established a marriage system, and allowed young people of both sexes to marry each other and reproduce.
Therefore, he is also said to be the god of marriage and love.
"So, Cancan, you must have been carefully carved by Nuwa, and I am just those clay dots." Wen Yi sighed. She wasn't ugly, and should be said to be quite pretty, but compared to Gu Can, she was far inferior.
"Strange." Gu Chengze said suddenly.
"What's wrong?" Everyone looked at him.
"It's nothing, it's just about Nuwa creating human beings. I heard about it when I was a child, but I don't know why I seemed to have forgotten it. Now when I hear Cancan talk about it, I feel like I have forgotten a lot of things. My memory shouldn't be that bad." Gu Chengze always felt that something was strange.
"Come to think of it, I have the same feeling. However, since I started working, it is really easy to forget things. It seems that all the knowledge I learned before has been returned to the teacher." He Ning is the same.
Everyone sighed, feeling as if they had lost their memory inexplicably.
"It's raining." Su Li suddenly said. Everyone looked outside.
Sure enough, the sky darkened and it began to rain heavily.
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