This time, Zhang Shen's repertoire is a pop song, the song title is "Random".

This song is biased towards the preferences of young people, the style of music is popular, and the arrangement is very good, but the lyrics are a bit unsatisfactory.

Coupled with the lack of emotion invested by Zhang Shen, it seems that he does not express the meaning of this song.

At the end of the show, all the contestants took the stage, and this time the way of promotion was different from the last time, this time the 2,500 spectators present voted for, and the audience decided who went and who stayed.

Successful players will move on to the next quarter-finals.

Thirty-two contestants collectively stood on the stage, and the host presided over enthusiastically.

“... Please vote for your favorite players to advance. ”

The atmosphere at the scene was tense, and only Zhuang Yan looked leisurely.

Shen Zike happened to be standing next to Zhuang Yan, and she whispered to Zhuang Yan to talk.

"Zhuang Yan, how many votes are you sure you will get this time?"

Zhuang Yan glanced at Shen Zike, his brain was racing for a while, and he found that he had not dealt with the girl in front of him.

"I don't know. ”

He replied lightly.

"I think it's okay for you to have 400 votes, your song "Age" is so good. ”

"Hmm. ”

Zhuang Yan didn't care how many votes he took, he just wanted to get a thousand fans.

That's how you can make money!

Making money, making money, making money is king.

"The next step is to announce the number of votes, let's guess who will be able to make the cut?"

The host's intriguing voice rang out, and everyone stared at the soaring votes on the big screen.

There were sixteen finalized players, including Shen Zike, Zhang Shen, Zhuang Yan, Zhou Jie, Wang Yixuan and others.

The eliminated contestants left the stage in despair.

Among them, Zhuang Yan had the highest number of votes, with more than 800 votes!

"Drop - Quest successful. ”

"Gained 1,200 fans. Gain Skill: Talent for Writing Novels. ”

"Congratulations to the hosts. ”

A hint of mission completion comes to mind.

"Beautiful! Thank you system. ”

"You're welcome, it's all the master's strength. ”

"You're pretty good at talking. ”

The corners of Zhuang Yan's happy mouth kept rising.

After the recording, Zhuang Yan left alone, and now he couldn't wait to go to the Internet café to try out the skills he had just acquired.

"Zhuang Yan, wait a minute. ”

Shen Zike hurriedly caught up and stopped Zhuang Yan.

"Who are you?"

"No, here's my business card. ”

After taking the business card, Zhuang Yan was not very interested.

"Zhuang Yan, I feel that you are quite talented, are you interested in signing a contract with our company?"

"Not interested. Zhuang Yan refused very coldly.

"It's okay, then you can make a friend..."Shen Zike didn't care.

Signing him is just a pretense, Shen Zike thinks that Zhuang Yan has a bright future, and is very interested in him, wondering what kind of person can write songs like "Cao Cao" and "Age".

"Stop!"

Behind him came Zhang Shen's annoying voice again.

"It's endless!" Zhuang Yan couldn't help it, and scolded secretly, this chapter is like a dog skin plaster, the more you throw it, the stickier it becomes.

Zhang Shen walked over proudly.

"Zhuang Yan, don't think that you can win the championship if you have two good songs, take the initiative to quit the competition as soon as possible, and don't lose your underwear in the end. ”

He just couldn't get used to seeing Zhuang Yan win so many eyeballs.

"If you talk nonsense, I'll beat you all over the floor right now looking for panties, do you believe it or not?"

Zhuang Yan couldn't bear it.

Auntie can bear it, uncle can't bear it anymore!

"Zhang Shen, why are you like an annoying fart, where do you follow Zhuang Yan?" Shen Zike said.

"Shen Zike, you are the daughter of Yongshi Media, why do you defend him everywhere? Could it be that you have taken a fancy to him?"

"You!"

"You don't have a horn, you have a mouth, don't you? Look at your votes today, do you want to get into the finals with this? With this time to bite around, you might as well think about what you will do in the next game. ”

Zhuang Yan was angry, and as he spoke, he took two steps forward and made a gesture to make a move.

Zhang Shen saw that there was no one around him, and he panicked in his heart, so he ran away, afraid that Zhuang Yan would really do it.

"Zhuang Yan, you wait! I will let you go around without food!"

Watching Zhang Shen run away, Zhuang Yan sighed with disdain.

Useless waste.

Shen Zike watched Zhang Shen run away and laughed.

Although she is a daughter, her personality is very down-to-earth. This is Zhuang Yan's first impression of Shen Zike.

......

Zhuang Yan went to the nearest Internet café and took out twenty yuan.

"Network administrator, package night!"

Generous, he directly wrapped it all night.

"Master, why do you want to do it overnight? With a talent for writing novels, you can write a best-selling short story in just three hours. ”

"You don't understand this, this Internet café has free instant noodles to eat after three o'clock in the morning, so that tomorrow's breakfast will be solved. ”

"Uh...."

The system is silent.

There's no way, the road at the beginning is difficult, and when the master makes money, do you still have to work so hard?

Zhuang Yan thought with great ambitions.

After sitting down for a while, Zhuang Yan was very happy.

"This skill is really awesome!" As soon as the hand touched the keyboard, it jumped uncontrollably on the keyboard, and the long-winded novel brush appeared.

"Yes hosts. ”

It took less than three o'clock in the morning for Zhuang Yan to finish a short story in just three hours.

Look at this logic, look at this writing.

He felt that no matter how poor he was in the future, he could still make a living by writing novels!

After writing the novel, Zhuang Yan slept in an Internet café for a night, after all, he didn't have much money now.

....

Early in the morning, the publishing house had just gone to work, and Zhuang Yan came to the door.

The front desk lady Coco looked at Zhuang Yan's unkempt appearance, and there was not much difference, after all, they had too many more bizarre authors here.

"Which one are you looking for, sir?" Coco relied on his strong professionalism and did not show a bad attitude.

"I have a novel to sell, look for you, the editor-in-chief. ”

"Excuse me, sir, our editor-in-chief is in a meeting, can I ask the editor-in-charge to receive you?"

Anyone really wants to find the editor-in-chief, is the editor-in-chief you want to meet?

Although the attitude is good on the surface, Coco can't help but complain in his heart.

She took Zhuang Yan to the reception room, poured a glass of water and went out.

Zhuang Yan waited for a long time, and finally a man with glasses came, and the man with glasses looked a little older, and he had become a Mediterranean.

As soon as the glasses man Deng Zuo came in, he had a haughty gaze, and he didn't take Zhuang Yan in his eyes at all.

"You're going to sell novels?" said Dunzo, in a tone that wasn't very good.

"We don't take all kinds of novels. ”

"Don't say it too early, you have to read it before you weigh it. Zhuang Yan directly put the printed manuscript on the desktop.

Dunzo had displeasure on his face.

As soon as he goes to work, he has to receive this kind of unknown author who has no achievements, and he doesn't even have any achievements.

But Dunzo still picked up the manuscript and looked at it carefully.

"This!" Dunzo jumped up with excitement as he read the first page, his eyes shining with a blinding light.

This novel is also very well written! Who is the great god writer in front of you?

There is suspense at the beginning, conflicts, contradictions, interlocking plots, smooth and clear logic, calm and interesting writing, how can you write without ten years of writing experience!

Deng Zuo didn't dare to underestimate the man with unkempt hair in front of him for a moment.

Before the attitude changed, I don't know how many times it was better in an instant, and even some worship.

If he can sign this novel, then his performance!

"Dare to ask Your Excellency's name?"