Just like that, Han Min and Meng Hanfei fought all the way back to the rental house, and when the two returned to this room again. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The previous sense of alienation has disappeared without a trace, and the two are like old friends for many years, looking at each other casually.

Han Min said: "Little editor, haven't asked your name yet?" I don't know, the girl is so old, can she get married?" Hearing Han Min's cheap smile like an ancient Yanei, Meng Hanfei glanced at Han Min and said, "My name is Meng Hanfei, and Sister Fei will cover you in the future." ”

"Okay, little editor, got it. ”

Hearing that he was called a little editor again, Meng Hanfei was about to do it again, and seeing that the situation was not right, Han Min stood up with a stab, turned around and hid in the room.

The two of them made a fuss for a while, and they were tired of each other, so they sat on one end of the sofa and looked at each other for a long time.

"Little dream, I'm hungry. Han Min's pitiful appearance was like a pet begging for food. Only then did Meng Hanfei say: "Then you go and eat! I didn't stop you." ”

"Xiaomeng, how can you be so ruthless and say that you will form a studio together. What about those who say they are in the same boat together, and who say they are together, what about the quilt?"

Meng Hanfei said angrily: "A quilt, who wants a quilt with you." ”

Han Min said cheaply: "But at home, there is only one quilt, and the weather is so cold, we can only keep warm together! Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, I am an upright person." Moreover, your appearance will not impress my spring heart. It's safe. ”

Meng Hanfei was teased and had nothing to say, so he said: "I'm too lazy to tell you, I'll go down and buy a quilt." As he said that, he was about to leave, and then Han Min said, "It's better to go down and eat something, please." Seeing Meng Hanfei's rolling eyes, Han Min said: "At most, when the money arrives, I will pay you back." ”

"Okay, in a word, you have reimbursed me for all the money for meals and quilts. When Han Min heard this, he was immediately unhappy: "The surname Meng, familiar and familiar, you take advantage of me so much, be careful of my revenge." ”

"Come on, come on, come if you're not afraid of death. Meng Hanfei didn't forget to measure his muscles, and Han Min could only stop talking. The two of them made a fuss for a while, and then went downstairs. I simply ate something, bought a thick quilt, and then returned to the rental house.

That night, the two of them washed up briefly and went back to their respective rooms to sleep.

Just when he was half-asleep and half-awake, Han Min's door was pushed open, and a figure stood at the door, saying to Han Min: "Han Min, I can't sleep." ”

Han Min turned over, followed the appearance of Xing Ye, and pretended to be very resentful: "The long night is long and I have no intention of sleeping." ”

"Well, it's a good paragraph, if you don't make that kind of expression, it should still be very good. Hahaha... It's so funny for you. "Meng Hanfei was really amused by this cute living treasure.

Han Min also turned over and got up and said, "Otherwise, let's talk." ”

"Okay, let's talk about the future!" Meng Hanfei said, hearing Meng Hanfei's words, Han Min also nodded. "Well, the future... It's so far away, but it seems very close. I don't know, I don't know what will happen in the future, but I know tomorrow will be better. Meng Hanfei was noncommittal and did not answer Han Min's words.

Han Min continued: "Xiaomeng, how about you say that our studio is called the Future Studio?" Meng Hanfei pouted: "I don't even have a work, but it's still a studio." Han Min confidently pointed to his head and said, "It's all in here, there is a world in it." ”

Hearing this, Meng Hanfei suddenly said excitedly: "Really, have you already thought of the next audio story?"

Han Min nodded, and then said, "This is a story from a long, long time ago, and the story started with my grandfather." By the way, there is also the Warring States Silk Book, and our Wu, no, the origin of the Han family. ”

Meng Hanfei heard the difference as soon as he heard it, and then said, "It's made up again!" Han Min just said with a general expression, with a look of you: "Women are too smart to be cute, do you know what you look like now, it's really annoying." ”

Meng Hanfei raised his chin proudly: "I want you to take care of it." Then tomorrow, you start recording. ”

Before Han Min could speak, he heard the system suddenly pop out: "Ding, trigger the task, the first battle of the future studio." Choose an excellent work and start a process of starting from scratch. The task requires that you can't publish your work on other websites, but form your own base and start cultivating your own fan base, only then your future will not be just a dream. Come on, fat man. ”

In this evil system, there is no one who does not forget to disgust himself when he issues tasks.

"Do we post it on Mengxun, or do we post it on Flying Pigeon? Or, how about posting it on SS social media? After all, SS is the largest social platform in the country, and where the population base is the largest. Just when Meng Hanfei was planning the future, Han Min ruthlessly poured cold water and said: "No, we are people who are destined to be great, so we don't publish works on other people's platforms." Let's register a community ourselves, apply for a domain name ourselves, and start from scratch!"

Meng Hanfei was completely dumbfounded: "Uh..."

After a while, Meng Hanfei said: "Are you sure, you are in a normal mind now? Han Min spread his hands helplessly, and said in his heart: "I don't want to either! It's all the blame on the system, I'm sorry, Xiaomeng." ”

Meng Hanfei digested Han Min's words for a long time, and then said: "Okay! Give me 10,000 yuan, and I will get you the community and domain name and registration problems, and at the same time, we will also spend 20,000 yuan to buy some computers and set up a server." In order to maintain, update, and absorb other works to the community, we also have 1 or 2 employees. ”

At this time, Han Min was also stunned, and then said: "Otherwise, let's take it slowly, you know, I'm poorer now." "Can you call yourself poor? Don't insult those poor people, okay? People have a lot of money when they are poor, and you don't even have a penny, and you are embarrassed to say that you are poor." ”

was squeezed by Meng Hanfei, and Han Min's cheekiness was actually slightly red.

"By the way, Han Min, do you still participate in the singing competition?" Hearing Meng Hanfei's inquiry, Han Min said: "I don't know, let's see if there is time! ”

Two ignorant young people chatted all night. When the morning light fell the next day, the two of them realized that it was already dawn. The two of them who talked all night have long since lost their previous embarrassment.

Meng Hanfei took the lead and said: "Hungry or not, I'll go down and buy food and bring you some." Han Min said: "I want xiaolongbao, come on and splash noodles." Meng Hanfei glanced at him and said: "In the entrepreneurial stage, save a little use." Bring you a steamed bun, forget it if you don't eat it. ”

Han Min wanted to cry again without tears, a penny was hard to beat a hero!

Meng Hanfei went downstairs, Han Min also got up to wash, and turned on the computer when he was bored to see if there was any fresh information. As soon as I opened it, I saw a news item written in the music category.

"Queen Murong Qingchen released her latest single, and the audience burst into tears after listening to it. 》

Seeing such a title, Han Min also clicked in. In addition to a bunch of recoveries and likes, there is also a video to turn on. Han Min clicked play, and in the video, a grand piano played slowly, and a beam of light directly illuminated the top of the grand piano, and the music prelude sounded.

The familiar music reminded Han Min of a person. A little devil he loves and hates. "Queen of Heaven Murong Qingchen, who is that little girl. Han Min then took out the crumpled business card that had been crumpled from his clothes, with a name and a phone number written on it.

The difference between the words 'Murong Qingxin' is that the two of them are relatives.

In the video, Murong Qingchen's alluring appearance and sad and tactful singing voice are played. It was the song "Dear Child" that I sang in the subway station for the first time when I came to this world.

It's just that Murong Qingchen's voice is not much better than the original singing, and his singing skills are very good, with his own unique charm. It sounds like it's a different flavor.

At this moment, the door of the room was opened, and Meng Hanfei was carrying a plastic bag and pulling a box in his hand. handed the things to Han Min, and Han Min saw that it was the oily noodles and xiaolongbao that he ordered, and his heart was also warm.

It seems that Xiaomeng's classmates are duplicitous, but they are actually quite good-hearted.

"Thank you. ”

Hearing Han Min's thanks, Meng Hanfei was stunned for a moment, and then smiled shyly: "You are so polite, I won't get used to it." ”

"Go, pour me a cup of hot tea, I don't have any eyesight, how can I accept you as a maid in the future." Hearing this, a strong wind hit the back of Han Min's head, and there was a crisp sound. Han Min's whole person is not good, she looks soft and weak, how can she be so violent.

"It's really hard to be a man, be polite, you're not used to it, you're welcome, you hit someone. This is domestic violence, do you understand it, believe it or not, I'll sue you. Looking at Han Min's rebuttal, Meng Hanfei didn't want to pay attention to him. Han Min also felt that he couldn't take advantage, so he lowered his head and ate noodles.

Meng Hanfei noticed the video on the computer at this time, listened to it for a while and said, "It's really good to sing." ”

"It's not a song that lied to me, otherwise it's blind. Hearing this, Meng Hanfei asked, "You wrote this song." Han Min nodded: "Well, but I sold it, I was too poor at the time, so I was forced to sell it for 10,000 yuan." Hearing this, Meng Hanfei was also surprised, but it was right to think about it.

Han Min may be very talented, but now he is not famous, and naturally no one knows him.

"By the way, have you registered all your previous songs on the International Music Network?" Hearing Meng Hanfei's inquiry, Han Min was stunned: "This still needs to be registered?" Meng Hanfei nodded: "That's right, isn't this common sense for musicians?"

"Hi, it's fine. Mine is all original, and it's hard to make it impossible for the people in the program group to register first. Hearing this, Meng Hanfei became vigilant. This kind of thing is not nothing, but it has happened a lot. And as long as the other party wants to register, even if you are really original, you can only cry.

Meng Hanfei logged in to the computer, opened the international music network, typed in Lone Star Tears, and found that no one had registered, so he was relieved. asked Han Min to come to the ID card, helped Han Min register and apply, and at the same time uploaded the song to the international music network.

Just as she was about to pass on the second song, Match Heaven, she saw that the song had been registered. Meng Hanfei knew that it was going to be bad, so he decisively entered the query function, and saw the lyrics and songs written under the match heaven: Li Hongmu.

Han Min also saw this information, and Han Min's anger suddenly came out. "You actually stole my song, these grandsons, I will make you regret it. Han Min roared, but what could he do now.

After thinking about it, he took out his phone and made a call to go out.