The first music card drawn in the game for more than half a month, not surprisingly, the level is still not very high, in this regard, Shen Yiran has been used to it, since he was a child, his luck has not been very good, and the biggest prize in his life is another bottle behind the drink cap.

At first, he was still a little concerned about the level of the card, but with the increase in the number of card draws, his mentality gradually calmed down, anyway, whether it was complaining about Tencent or looking for the intelligent assistant Chu Han to make a wish, the final result did not change at all.

So, now he has seen through it, this game is used to pit money, what bullshit 3A-level masterpieces, what flawless development games, these slogans, the target group must have nothing to do with players like him with a black face and no money.

Although he degraded the game on his mobile phone as useless in his heart, Shen Yiran had to admit that he had completely fallen, and this impulse to jump into it even though he knew it was a pit was called an M-type personality.

After the climax, there is always an incomparable sense of emptiness, after drawing the card, looking at the cover of this D-class music card in the mobile phone, Shen Yiran shook his head with a little disappointment.

As a musician in his twenties, his voice has long passed the age suitable for singing children's songs, but he has nothing to do at this time, so he took out a pair of wire-controlled headphones from his jacket pocket, connected them to his mobile phone, closed his eyes, and clicked the button to preview and play on the screen.

"When the happy pond is planted, the dream becomes the ocean, the bulging eyes and big mouth sing the same loudly..."

A little boy's very green voice came from the headphones, there were no impurities in the singing, no skills, pure heart-warming, and warm.

The little boy's voice was connected by a warm baritone after singing the first two sentences, and the man sitting on the barstool couldn't help but shake his legs to the rhythm as he listened to the immature but just in time for the cooperation of adults and children.

After more than two minutes, the song was finished, he opened his eyes, and without giving any evaluation, Shen Yiran clicked the button on the loop in his phone again.

He's poisoned!

Poisoned by a children's rhyme!

"There's a little frog in the happy pond, yay!

He danced as if he had been possessed by a prince, quack!

Cool eyes, no frog can compare to beauty;

One day he will be woken up by the princess..."

The song "Little Jumping Frog" hummed quietly behind the melody, although this is a D-grade music card, from an artistic point of view, the lyrics and melody are relatively simple, but music is a very wonderful art, and many times, the simpler it is, the more touching it is.

"What are you listening to?"

Just when Shen Yiran was addicted to nursery rhymes and couldn't extricate himself, suddenly, a person behind him patted him on the shoulder and pulled him out of the music in an instant.

"Wow!

took off the headphones, turned his head, and looked at the person standing behind him, Shen Yiran lit up the screen, paused the song, pulled out the headphones, patted his chest, and said with a smile after the frightened emotions just calmed down:

"Ling Yi, you came just in time, let me ask you a question, you said that if the two of us had a child, what songs would you listen to her?"

"Are we two kids?"

Hearing this question, Xu Lingyi's face turned red, lowered her head, bit her lip, and twisted for a long time before she intermittently squeezed out a few words from between her teeth:

"You... You... How... Okay... Ask... What about you... Think..."

Seeing the girl's reaction, Shen Yiran knew that the other party must have misunderstood what he meant, until now, he and Xu Lingyi were still only in love, and they stopped at courtesy, although they had shared the same bed, they had not broken through the last step.

patted his head, looked at his girlfriend's red little face, and hurriedly explained:

"Lingyi, you think it's complicated, I mean, if we have a child in the future, what nursery rhymes do you plan to listen to her, or what kind of nursery rhymes do you think you like?"

"Nursery rhymes?"

After listening to her boyfriend's explanation, Xu Lingyi knew that she wanted to be crooked, and when she realized this, her cheeks became even redder, she lowered her head, stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, and after thinking for a few seconds, she said in a voice:

"When I was a child, I listened to "Counting Numbers", "Clapping Hands", "Spring is Coming", "Little Ducks"... You should have heard these songs, but as for the others, I don't have much of an impression, what's the matter, Yiran, why do you suddenly ask this?"

Without directly answering his girlfriend's rhetorical question, Shen Yiran touched his slippery chin, pondered for a while, and then said:

"That is to say, after so many years, there are still a few children's songs in our country, Ling Yi, I just suddenly had an idea, I..."

"I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry, I'm really hungry..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the ringtone of his mobile phone, paused, glanced at the caller number, and then pressed the green answer button after plugging the headset back in.

"Hey, Yiran, I have already arranged your kid's third request for you, tomorrow at noon, there will be one hundred and twelve media arriving in Xuanzhou, and you can decide what you want to say and what you want to do, as long as you don't mess up." ”

It was none other than Gu Qiu, a king-level superstar who was about to pass in Shen Yiran's eyes.

Listening to Gu Qiu's words, Shen Yiran nodded, and politely thanked the other party, he early this morning, the third condition he put forward was to ask Gu Qiu to help him contact the current mainstream social media reporters in the Han Kingdom to come to Xuanzhou tomorrow to attend a press conference, as for what to release, just like he wrote in the Liuli community, see you on Tuesday!

Shen Yiran knew that the reason why Gu Qiu agreed to these three conditions without hesitation, in addition to the copyright of the song, was mainly because of his uncle Su Sheng's face, and whether it was the death of his uncle or the retirement of his mother at his peak, these helpless choices, in the final analysis, were all because of the bad internal environment of the Han entertainment industry.

What's even more terrifying is that as long as a little bit of fame is a literary and artistic worker, they can't completely get out of this circle.

For the vast majority of people, no matter how bad the environment of the entertainment industry or literary and artistic workers is, it does not have much impact on their lives, but Shen Yiran is different, as a victim of the overall environment, changing this circle is his biggest dream for so many years.

No one will establish a seemingly impossible ideal for themselves for no reason, and everyone who does this has one tragedy after another behind it.

Idealists are sad!

Changing a society?

Impossible!

But as long as he does it step by step, Shen Yiran always believes it, just like what his mother and uncle often said to him when he was a child:

Everything will be fine!