In his previous life, Xiao Chen was sick in bed, and he could only read novels and entertainment variety shows on weekdays, so it can be said that these things are his spiritual food.

Of course, he knows what kind of existence a star of Deng Xueqi's level is.

But how could she call herself?

"Mr. Xiao Chen, do you have time now, I have some difficulties in creation, I listened to two songs before, and I knew that you are the author of the original song, so I want to ask you some questions. ”

Deng Xueqi, as a quasi-second-tier star in the world, has nearly 10 million fans! The new generation of female singers is almost the first, but there is no shelf!

To be honest, the first time, Xiao Chen wanted to refuse.

Because, he was nervous.

In any case, he was just a sick man in his previous life, he had never seen much of the world, and he had no great ambitions.

This life gave him the opportunity to be reborn, and what he originally wanted was to live a peaceful and ordinary life, which would be very good.

Let him suddenly step into a higher circle, and he will be at a loss.

Maybe some people are born with the halo of the protagonist and can shine on the world stage, but Xiao Chen doesn't know if he is not.

In his previous life, he also had dreams, no one knew, when he was a child, he used to watch black and white TV, immersed in Michael Jackson's music, and was intoxicated.

He also thought about standing on the stage and singing to receive applause from others.

But he has six younger sisters! He has to feed the family!

So, he buried his dream in his heart, and in the previous life, it was buried in the soil, and it passed away with his death.

And what about this life?

"Yiling, what kind of bag is this, it's so beautiful. ”

An envious voice sounded, and everyone around looked over, only to see a fashionably dressed woman sitting there, enjoying the eyes from all directions.

Xiao Chen remembered that this was the courtesan in the class, named Zhang Yiling, and at this time, she pretended to be casual.

"Oh, you guys found out, it's normal, Prada's bag, my boyfriend's birthday present. ”

The surrounding crowd was amazed again.

Birthday?

Xiao Chen suddenly remembered, it seemed that in a few days, it would be Qiao Qingqing's birthday, and then look at Qiao Qingqing, she pretended not to hear it, and lowered her head to read the book.

"By the way, Qingqing, it's your birthday in two days, let's go sing K, shall we?"

A Qiao Qingqing's best friend and classmate whispered, Xiao Chen naturally heard it clearly, Qiao Qingqing stroked her hair and smiled.

"Zhang Min, I'm not feeling well these days, so I won't go. ”

At this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly felt as if his heart was being tightened.

What can I do? I have been sick in bed for two years, and I have always relied on Qiao Qingqing to go out to work and work part-time, so as to earn a meager living expenses, and I have to be ridiculed by the landlord.

Obviously, she is the most flowering age, and she should bloom her best brilliance in college without pressure, but she has shouldered the burden of life early!

Xiao Chen felt as if a flame was burning in his heart. He was reborn once, if he didn't dare to realize his dream, was he worthy of himself, worthy of taking care of his sister?

Even if she has a mouth cannon system and is in the market every day, if Leng Zishuang is in danger, is she really capable of helping her?

Xiao Chen took a deep breath.

"Miss Xueqi, please give me the address, and I'll be there right away. ”

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In Zhonghai City, in the kamikaze studio, Deng Xueqi put down the phone and walked out of the recording studio with a tired face, showing a disappointed look.

"These two songs have been revised seventeen times, isn't it okay? Isn't it a little too harsh? ”

Looking at Deng Xueqi's expression, a woman with a towering nose, a thin body, and a high-necked shirt walked over and frowned.

It is Deng Xueqi's agent, Hu Na.

"Sister Hu, it's not that I'm harsh, if these two songs are the title songs of the new album, it's really hard to satisfy me, we've been ambiguous many times, and I don't want to go on like this. ”

Looking at Deng Xueqi, who was tired but still persistent, many of the staff in the recording studio showed a look of awe. From last night to now, Deng Xueqi has discussed with the music producer to revise seventeen versions, but she is still not satisfied!

This dedication and seriousness to music alone is enough to move people.

However, not everyone has this attitude.

"Then how can you be satisfied, you should say something, don't just let people do it again, don't work hard?"

A rather sharp voice came, but I saw a woman wearing a big red sweater and a gold necklace next to her, and she spoke in a strange manner.

"These are two songs tailored for you, how many people can't get such a good song, you're a little too dissatisfied. ”

Hearing that this person was angry, Deng Xueqi's agent Hu Na hurriedly went to calm her emotions and said.

"Teacher Ke Min, don't be angry, Xueqi has always been more serious. ”

"Seriousness is not the tip of the horns. Also, what did that call mean?"

Ke Min rolled her eyes, as a gold medal music producer, when did she follow the revision so many times? Deng Xueqi's request for revision, in her opinion, was a denial of herself.

"Teacher Ke Min, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean that. ”

Deng Xueqi hurriedly apologized and wiped the sweat on the tip of her nose.

"My last few albums, the style is similar, and the singing style is also very restrictive to me, I always feel that I still have a lot of energy to release, but ......"

She shook her head, clutching her hair, her cute little face a little distorted.

"These songs are very mediocre, and they really can't play my singing skills. ”

Hearing her say this, Ke Min suddenly became angry and sneered.

"You mean, it's my song, it's not worthy of you. Then tell me who wrote it worthy of you!"

Deng Xueqi shook her head again and again, and the agent Hu Na was even more talkative, and at this moment, Deng Xueqi said apologetically.

"I listened to two songs before, and I felt that the creator was very thoughtful, so I managed to contact the original singer of the song, and then the author, and now I am inviting him to come over. ”

Hu Na couldn't believe her ears, Ke Min was also stunned, and then she trembled with anger, what she said just now must be angry words, after all, Deng Xueqi is not a small character with no sense of existence like Chen Xiyue, helping Deng Xueqi write songs is also fame and fortune for herself.

Who would have thought that Deng Xueqi would actually take care of herself and really want to find someone to write songs?