"Qin Ge, why don't I seem to have heard this song of yours?" Xu Jie wiped the corners of her eyes and said with some doubts: "This song is so good, it should be very popular, but why haven't I heard it?" ”

Jiang Shanshan shook her head and said, "I haven't heard of it either." ”

Wu Liang wiped away his tears, looked at Qin Ge in shock, and asked, "Do you really know how to write songs?" And also can compose lyrics? ”

When the two girls heard Wu Liang's words, they immediately looked at Qin Ge in surprise and said, "This song is your original?" ”

Qin Ge smiled and nodded to the three of them, and said, "Well, a song written when you have nothing to do, don't tell anyone else about it, otherwise I won't tell you anything in the future." ”

This sentence worked very well, and after hearing this, the three of them quickly shook their heads, saying that they would not talk to others.

In the end, under the strong request of the three of them, Qin Ge had no choice but to play it a second time.

……

During the afternoon class, Wu Liang kept chasing Qin Ge to ask this and that, and begged Qin Ge to show him the notebook again.

He simply flipped through it last time, and knew that Qin Ge had written many songs in his notebook, and the father he saw was only one of them.

Qin Ge was so annoyed that he really couldn't stand this abrasive guy, so he had to take out a notebook from the table and throw it to him.

Qin Ge is really not afraid to show him the lyrics, anyway, this guy doesn't have any musical cells, and he only has lyrics, no score, sometimes it looks like prose. What's more, in this book, Qin Ge only wrote three or two lyrics.

One afternoon, Wu Liang stared at the lyrics on the book and looked at it repeatedly, the expression on his face was sometimes thoughtful, sometimes puzzled, sometimes surprised, and in the end, he even thought about the tune and hummed softly there.

Qin Ge endured this guy for an afternoon, and finally stayed up until the end of school,

Wu Liang carried a guitar and pushed a bicycle, and officially announced that he would join Qin Ge's three-person school group.

So along the way, I heard Wu Liang ask Qin Ge about singing there, and he seemed to regard Qin Ge as a professional singer, and kept raising the problems he encountered in singing.

When he got home, Qin Ge was almost tired, this Wu Liang was really energetic, it seemed that he really shouldn't sing to him.

However, occasionally playing the guitar and singing is indeed quite relaxed and comfortable, but he doesn't have a guitar in his hand, so Qin Ge decided to wait until the weekend to go to the piano store to buy a guitar.

Qin Ge only kept a thousand yuan for the prize money he won in the intellectual contest last time, and this thousand yuan also invited Jiang Shanshan and Xu Jie to eat a Western meal, which cost more than two or three yuan. Usually buying some water or something, it cost dozens of yuan, Qin Ge took out the money from his pocket and counted it, and there were five or six hundred yuan.

Looking at the money scattered on the table, Qin Ge felt that he was so low-minded that he didn't even have a wallet.

He sorted out the money and put it in his pocket, then turned on the computer and logged in to QQ.

After logging in to QQ, as usual, a lot of messages were left behind.

Qin Ge turned off a bunch of QQ that wanted to chat with him, leaving only the window of Wutong.

Basically, every time he opens QQ, Wutong will leave a message for himself, Qin Ge is still very proud in his heart, you know, between the author and the editor of the online novel, basically the author takes the initiative to chat with the editor. Because editors usually have a lot of work, they don't have that much time to chat with a single author.

Like Qin Ge, it definitely belongs to a more bizarre special case.

Sycamore: "See me back." ”

Qin Ge tapped on the keyboard: "What's the matter?" ”

Wutong's avatar lit up instantly, and said, "Have you read Weibo?" ”

"Weibo? What's the matter? Qin Ge had a faint feeling in his heart.

Wutong said: "Eh, sometimes I really doubt that this "Best Child" was written by you. ”

Qin Ge was shocked, and saw a passage from Wutong.

"The protagonist in the book has a high IQ and emotional intelligence, and although his means of dealing with things are a little arrogant, he has a way to solve them, but why are you so impulsive."

"Huh~~" Qin Ge let out a sigh of relief and asked, "What happened?" ”

Wutong said: "The song "Villain Yin" you wrote, has occupied the first place on the Weibo hot search list for more than half a month, those traditional literary writers were hit by this poem this time, congratulations, your poem has beaten these traditional literary writers to vomit blood." ”

Qin Ge said: "This should be happy." ”

Sycamore: "...... I can't be happy. ”

Wutong said: "Eh, those guys found out that you are a contracted writer of the Creation World website, and Shun Teng found your book." ”

Qin Ge smiled: "Hey, I have a few more fans." ”

"......" Wutong said speechlessly: "People are staring at your book now, and you can still laugh!" ”

"Staring at my book? Why? Could it be that they still want to change careers to write online novels and PK with me? Hey, I'm hot-tempered, come on, I won't refuse to come, I'll kill one when I come, and I'll kill a pair when I come to two. "Qin Ge is arrogant.

Wutong was completely speechless, and said, "Brother, let's not make trouble, okay?" Don't you even know what these guys are up to? ”

Qin Ge was also confused, and asked: "Oh, Wutong, if you have something to say, isn't it just a group of sour people, I don't believe they can still rush to my house to do something with me." ”

Wutong said: "Cultural people never do their hands with each other, but the battle of cultural people is often more chilling than their hands, you wrote "Villain Yin" on Weibo this time to ridicule them, and they are now staring at your book, saying that your book is suspected of unhealthy and violent content. ”

Qin Ge was stunned and asked, "Then?" ”

"Eh, they have already reported to the General Information Administration with their real names, and the General Information Administration has also accepted the report, and there should be results during this time, you should pay attention, it's best not to write poems on Weibo during this time."

Hearing this, Qin Ge was silent for two seconds and said, "I know." ”

The full name of the State Administration of Press, Publication, Radio, Film and Television is the State Administration of Press, Publication, Radio, Film and Television

It was only at this time that Qin Ge realized that the poem he wrote this time really provoked this group of guys who had no one in their eyes, and they actually reported it with their real names.

The industry of online novel writers is not yet very recognized by the public, and there are discussions from all walks of life about the high manuscript fees earned by top writers among online novel writers.

It has long been suggested that online novels should be properly investigated, arguing that this kind of fast food literature has no effect on the promotion of Chinese culture, and that many novels contain unhealthy and violent content, and that the authors who write such content should be cracked down on.

However, due to a number of complicated reasons, the General Information Administration has not launched a network cleanup for a long time.

This is the current situation in this world, and in the original world, online novels have already been checked by the General Information Administration I don't know how many times, and novel websites have become more and more formal with the investigation again and again.

But in this world, web novels have not encountered this kind of problem.

But Qin Ge knew that the rectification of the Internet would begin soon, and the harsh winter of the online novel author would soon come.

Winter is cold, but as long as you survive it, it's a beautiful spring.