I bought clothes, went for another big meal, and got home at more than seven o'clock in the evening. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Bao'er was wearing a new dress, touching her bulging belly, sitting on the sofa very contentedly, looking at Lin Yi and looking at the TV, not to mention how cute she was. Today is her happiest day, not only does her father not kill herself, but also buys herself a beautiful dress, goes to eat delicious meals, and allows herself to see Sun Dasheng.

If only my dad was so good in the future! The little girl secretly glanced at Lin Yi and secretly made a wish in her heart.

Bang bang.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, Lin Yi ran to open the door, and there was an old man in his fifties standing outside the door.

"Xiaolin, the rent is almost due, do you still want to rent?" The old man asked directly.

Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "Of course." ”

"Prices have risen recently, so the rent has also risen, 8,000 in three months." The old man said.

"Okay." Lin Yi didn't bother to bargain, and was ready to transfer money directly to the landlord from the mobile banking, but who knew that when he checked the balance of the bank card, he found that it was only three thousand seven hundred and eighty-two yuan and six cents.

Lin Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Uncle Zhang, can you only rent for one month?" ”

Uncle Zhang looked at him with a difficult face, knowing that the money was not enough, generally speaking, he rented a house here at least three months at a time, but Lin Yi was an old tenant, so he nodded and said: "You are also an old acquaintance, yes, if someone else is not good." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang." Lin Yi smiled and thanked him, and gave 2,700 yuan to Uncle Zhang, so his total assets were only 1,000 yuan. In the high-consumption city of Beijing, 1,000 yuan is worth only one month's living expenses.

"Bao'er, you watch TV by yourself, and Dad is doing something." Lin Yi admonished.

"Hmm." The little girl didn't take her eyes off the TV, and snorted.

Lin Yi rubbed her head, got up and went back to the bedroom, opened the laptop, and after some searching, smiled with satisfaction.

In this world, the crackdown on piracy is much more severe, and everything has formed the habit of using genuine copies, although piracy cannot be completely banned, but basically there is no room for survival, which is very beneficial to workers engaged in literature and art.

Take singers as an example, in the era of rampant piracy, it is impossible to make much money, unless the song is popular, but now it is different, even if a song is not too popular, as long as some fans can make money by paying for downloading and listening on the Internet.

A song downloads five cents, and only a pitiful three cents are distributed to the singers, but as long as the number of downloads is large, you can still make a lot of money, and this does feed a large number of grassroots singers.

Lin Yi is now infamous and not suitable for appearing in front of the public, and publishing paid songs on the Internet to make money is naturally the best choice.

"Which song to choose?"

Lin Yi thought for a while, saw a guitar hanging on the wall, and had a general idea in his heart.

Now he has a total asset of only 1,000 yuan, and he has no money to go to a formal professional recording studio to record, and he only has a guitar accompaniment, so it is most suitable to choose folk songs.

After checking on the Internet again, Lin Yi suddenly found that although there are folk songs in this world, there are no campus folk songs.

Thinking of campus folk songs, Lin Yi's mind suddenly popped up classic songs such as "You at the Same Table", "The Brother Who Slept on My Top Bunk", "Childhood", and these songs were very popular in his previous life.

It's mid-June, just in time for the annual students to leave school, and this kind of song is just right.

Lin Yi brushed down the lyrics and score of "You at the Same Table", and then tried to sing it a few times to get acquainted, and soon found the feeling, and then called up the singer-songwriter master music production software.

This software is very powerful, not only can record, but also arrange, synthesize audio tracks, completely equivalent to a simple version of the studio, is the best choice for many grassroots singers to record songs, after all, recording a song, in a professional recording studio costs thousands of yuan, not ordinary people can afford to spend.

Lin Yi closed the doors and windows tightly, so as not to be disturbed by noise, held the guitar, cleared his throat, sang while playing, and started recording.

"Will you remember tomorrow

Yesterday you wrote in your diary

Do you still think about it tomorrow?

You used to cry the most......"

This song is very simple, for professional singers, it is not difficult to sing, it does not require much skill, and the biggest difficulty lies in the grasp of feelings. After singing a few times, Lin Yi's requirements were met, and then post-production was carried out, and it took almost two hours to get it done.

Kucat is the largest original genuine music software in China, with more than 100 million registered users and more than 500,000 registered singers, which can be said to bring together most of the grassroots singers in the country.

Lin Yi chose to pass the song to Kumao, although the competition is big, but the paying users are also the most, the quality of "You at the Same Table" Needless to say, it is gold and will definitely shine.

He doesn't have a cool cat account.,Specially registered one.,When filling in the information,,Didn't use your real name.,But turn the name upside down.,It's called Yilin.,Anyway, it's just a network ID.,But the internal information in the background.,You have to have a real identity.,Otherwise, there's no way to make money.。

Subsequently, Lin Yi uploaded "You at the Same Table", and after uploading, it needs to pass the editorial review, and only after the review is passed will it appear in the cool cat's music library.

According to the default rules, the songs or other literary and artistic works published on the Internet are the first to be published with copyright, and can be used as a certificate in the event of a copyright dispute, but for the sake of insurance, Lin Yi still registered the copyright of "You at the Same Table" in the Music Association.

Copyright registration, now does not need to be manually reviewed, only need to upload the song to the music library of the music association for intelligent comparison, and the similarity is less than 10% is not plagiarism.

After more than ten minutes of intelligent comparison, the similarity of "You at the Same Table" was only 1.7%, which was not plagiarism, and after paying a copyright fee of 100 yuan, the copyright of "You at the Same Table" belonged to Lin Yi.

After getting all this, Lin Yi stretched his waist, it was not early, he turned off the computer and came to the living room, the living room was dark, and the TV was turned off, Lin Yi was startled, and then reacted, Bao'er's little girl was very sensible, she should have gone to sleep by herself.

When I came to Bao'er's bedroom, I saw that sure enough, the little girl was lying on the bed, sleeping sweetly at the moment. Maybe the temperature was too high, and the little girl's face was flushed, Lin Yi smiled, turned on the air conditioner, and put the cover on Bao'er's stomach before going out.

The next morning, Lin Yi got up, he could feel the vanity of this body, his face was pale, and there was fat on his stomach, not to mention, he went shopping with Bao'er yesterday, and after walking for a while, he felt his heart beating hard, presumably because he had been hollowed out of his body in the past two years.

After a few minutes of trotting on the road outside the community, Lin Yi was out of breath, his heart rate was beating very fast, and he was tired.

Half an hour later, he returned home weakly with two servings of breakfast. Bao'er had already gotten up, was sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching cartoons, and when she saw Lin Yi coming back, she immediately jumped down, sat down properly, and shouted weakly: "Dad." ”

Lin Yi nodded, went to wash up, and had breakfast with Little Lori.

After packing up, Lin Yi took out the laptop, turned on the computer, logged in to Kumao, and queried your download data at the same table.

PS: Ask for collection, recommendation, thank you for your reward.