After being surprised, Chen Jiaqing also accepted the fact that this song was written by Zhuang Yan, whether he wrote it or not, in fact, it is easy to verify, and she also knows that Zhuang Yan does not need to deceive her with this kind of lie that is very easy to debunk.

She asked Zhuang Yan again: "Does this song have a score?"

Zhuang Yan shook his head: "I hum casually, what score can I have." ”

Chen Jiaqing nodded and said, "That's right, you're not a professional, it's a pity that I don't have an instrument, otherwise I can get the score out now." ”

In fact, of course, you don't need musical instruments just to make scores, but Zhuang Yan's song only has melody and lyrics, and Chen Jiaqing also wants to make up a tune by the way, otherwise the melody alone is okay, but there is always something missing.

She felt a little sorry, and then cheered up and said, "Xiaozhuang, can you sing this song for me?"

"Absolutely. He agreed, and then said with some doubts: "This song is not suitable for singing in that Blue Moon bar." ”

Chen Jiaqing knew what Zhuang Yan meant, but she explained with a smile: "No, you don't think too badly about the bar, I usually sing slow songs, they can accept it." ”

Can you accept it? Zhuang Yan pursed his lips, I'm afraid he accepts Chen Jiaqing more, after all, she is so beautiful, as long as she doesn't sing badly, those men will cheer.

But since Chen Jiaqing said so, he didn't say anything anymore.

At this time, Chen Jiaqing suddenly thought of something again, and he asked Zhuang Yan: "You haven't registered this song yet." ”

"Registration?" Zhuang Yan was a little puzzled.

Chen Jiaqing had an expression of "I know" and said: "Since it is your original, then you have to register, otherwise others will steal it in the future, what can you do." ”

Zhuang Yan didn't know much about this, and there was no information about this piece in the memory of his predecessor, so he asked, "How do I register?" and I don't have a score, so it's not easy to register." ”

Chen Jiaqing waved his hand and said, "No, as long as there is audio, you can register directly on the Internet, just upload the audio, no music." In this case, you can sing it again and record it, and then register it on the World Music Copyright website. ”

Zhuang Yan nodded, since Chen Jiaqing understands, just listen to her arrangement.

……

When a set of procedures came down, the time was already more than two o'clock in the middle of the night, and Chen Jiaqing yawned: "Ah...... It's finally done. ”

Yawning is the most contagious, Zhuang Yan also followed one, Chen Jiaqing thought he was learning from her, and knocked on his head: "Little ghost." ”

Zhuang Yan was knocked inexplicably, and said with some grievances: "I'm also sleepy." ”

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it, it's so late tonight, and it won't take long to sleep. Saying that, Chen Jiaqing swayed out of the study while touching his neck, and after a while, Zhuang Yan heard the sound of rushing water from the bathroom.

The registration of "On the Shore of Lake Baikal" has been completed, and the registration is not free, a song costs 500 yuan, and it is paid directly online, but Zhuang Yan needs to pay an additional 200 yuan because he did not upload the score.

Now it's just a process, and whether the registration can be completed in the end depends on the review of the website's staff, which is the so-called "duplicate check", to determine that the song is original and correct, an electronic version of the copyright certificate will be issued, and then a paper certificate will be sent.

After staying up until more than two o'clock, Zhuang Yan was also a little tired, he habitually took out a cigarette in his pocket, and only remembered that he had not smoked in the past two days when he touched the empty pocket.

The reason why he didn't smoke was because of Xiaoying, the little girl was by her side, even if Zhuang Yan was addicted to smoking, she would restrain herself, and she couldn't help but go outside to smoke a cigarette in the original place where she lived before.

But I was so busy with things today that I forgot to buy the cigarette when it ran out.

If you don't smoke, you won't smoke, and if you don't smoke, you won't die, and you didn't smoke in the first two days. Sighing, Zhuang Yan was also ready to take a bath and sleep.

As soon as she walked to the door, she saw that Chen Jiaqing had already come out of the shower, her eyes were almost open, and she yawned and said, "I'm going to sleep, you should go to bed early." ”

Zhuang Yan looked at the pajamas she was wearing, which were very conservative trousers and gowns, and she couldn't even see her ankles, and couldn't help but be a little disappointed. However, the two giant pandas printed on the chest of the jacket made Zhuang Yan laugh a little.

It seemed that she was really sleepy, and in less than five minutes, she had finished her shower and had not washed her head.

Chen Jiaqing's room is opposite Zhuang Yan, watching her twist into the room, Zhuang Yan also scratched his head and walked into his room, the master bedroom has a separate bathroom, there is no need to go to Chen Jiaqing and them to grab the bathroom.

After taking a bath, Zhuang Yan lay on the bed and fell asleep after a while.

But this time, he didn't really fall asleep, the familiar feeling came again, Zhuang Yan's consciousness did not disappear, but entered another world.

It wasn't the first time, so Zhuang Yan quickly calmed down, and as the body he was in looked around, Zhuang Yan saw that the place where he was now was in a room that was not too spacious.

Soon, he noticed something unusual, a strange-looking beetle lying on the bed at the foot of the wall of the room. This beetle resembles a flea in appearance, with an arched brown belly.

Some of the belly looks stiff and arched, divided into many small pieces that are joined together.

Just when Zhuang Yan wondered what this thing was, suddenly the flea on the bed moved, and then Zhuang Yan heard someone speak, the voice was like a narration, and the language was like English, but if you listen carefully, you can hear that it is not very clear German.

Zhuang Yan's German is not very good, and I learned a little German when I was in mechanical engineering, but I couldn't understand it at all. But the strange thing is that Zhuang Yan understood these words of German without any obstacles.

Just listen to the voiceover saying: "When Glico-Samsa wakes up from a restless dream, he finds him in bed transformed into a giant flea." His back was a steel-armored hard shell, and when he looked up slightly, he saw his arched brown belly......"

When Zhuang Yan heard Gligaard, he suddenly realized something, isn't this the protagonist in Kafka's "Metamorphosis"? But what is this voiceover? Why is he not possessed by the protagonist this time like last time?

It wasn't until the story developed for a while that Zhuang Yan figured it out, and finally affirmed that this was the storyline in "Metamorphosis", and the beetle in bed was the protagonist of the book.

As for the voiceover, Zhuang Yan listened to it for a long time, and he was reading it completely according to the original text, but who was reading it, Zhuang Yan didn't know, it could be the author, or it could be somewhere far away, there was a young man holding a copy of "Metamorphosis" reading silently, and Zhuang Yan might have traveled into his reading world.