After getting rid of Feng Yao, Lin Feng continued to write the lyrics of "Good Boy", he didn't know that now someone had made an unbearable evaluation of his song.

After writing the lyrics, it was already past two o'clock in the morning.

Lin Feng lay on the bed and habitually swiped Weibo.

But as soon as he logged in to Weibo, he received a series of private messages, a large part of which were sent by fans, and the remaining small part was invited by the media for interviews, seeking funding or something, because there were too many private messages, so Lin Feng couldn't read them one by one, but among the many private messages, the private messages sent by Wu Xiaohao's Magic Castle attracted Lin Feng's attention.

Lin Feng is still very grateful to the head of this Shenfeng Escort Regiment, if it weren't for Wu Xiaohao's proper organization of the several scolding battles, I believe that Lin Feng's Weibo comment area has been exposed.

"Boss, everyone refuses to take back the crowdfunding money, so we discussed setting up a fund in your name, and then using the money to help children in poor mountainous areas buy some sports goods, I don't know what your opinion is?"

"In addition, among all the fans of crowdfunding, there is one person I can't contact, she donated a total of nearly 280,000, and now her willingness is not known, and the amount she donated accounts for nearly half of the total amount of crowdfunding, so whether this fund can be finally formed, her will is also very important, boss, her screen name is Xiangjin Feifei, I don't know if you have a way to find him out."

After reading Wu Xiaohao's private message, Lin Feng couldn't help but be moved again, these fans crowdfunded so much money for him, but now they refuse to take it back, and he also became curious about the netizen who wanted to join Feifei, and donated nearly 280,000 yuan by himself, a typical local tyrant style.

Lin Feng replied to Wu Xiaohao's private message, sent her his WeChat chat account and mobile phone number, and asked her to contact her in these two ways, and it was too time-sensitive to communicate with Weibo private message.

After replying to the private message, Lin Feng was about to go to bed, and someone suddenly sent a message from the micro chat.

Lin Feng entered the WeChat chat page and looked at it, it turned out to be a friend application information, it was Wu Xiaohao.

"Haven't slept so late?" Lin Feng checked the verification, and then took the initiative to ask.

"Hee-hee~! I'm a night owl~! Wu Xiaohao quickly replied.

Lin Feng made a sweaty expression: "It's not good for your health to stay up late!" ”

"It's the holidays."

"You're still a student?"

"Yes, I'm still your junior sister, so, can I call you senior brother in the future?" Wu Xiaohao added a cute expression at the end.

"You're also from the Yenching Sports Institute?" Lin Feng asked.

"No, we are high school alumni, I just graduated from Jiangning Shi Yàn High School last year, and now I am a freshman at Yenching University." Wu Xiaohao responded.

"Oh, that's really a junior sister." Lin Feng smiled.

"That's decided, I'll call you senior brother in the future~"

"You can call it whatever you like."

"Great, senior brother, senior brother, senior brother......" Wu Xiaohao sent a series of words senior brother.

Lin Feng was embarrassed, returned a cold sweat expression and asked, "By the way, what is the situation of the person you said who wants to enter Feifei?" ”

"She, so mysterious, that day I launched crowdfunding, and when there was a shortage of 190,000 yuan, she directly donated 188888, and then I launched a second crowdfunding at the request of the fans, but as soon as I launched, he donated another 88888. And during the whole process, she didn't say a word, and I could only find her fortune treasure account in the crowdfunding records, but after adding it, there has been no response so far. Wu Xiaohao briefly talked about the situation of wanting to enter Feifei.

Lin Feng thought about it and asked Wu Xiaohao for Fei Fei's Fortune Treasure account, but when he saw Fei Fei's Fortune Treasure account, he suddenly felt a little familiar, as if he had added this account on WeChat Chat not long ago.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng hurriedly flipped through his WeChat chat friends, and sure enough, he found this account among the friends he had recently added, and the owner of this account was Shen Mengfei, and her nickname in WeChat chat was "Can't Sleep".

If you want to enter Feifei, you can't dream!

Judging from the nickname, this person who wants to join Fei Fei is likely to be Shen Mengfei.

"Go to bed early, I'll find out this person." Lin Feng replied to Wu Xiaohao with a message.

"Well, senior brother, good night~!" Wu Xiaohao replied with a good night expression.

Lin Feng also replied to him with the same expression.

……

Next.

Lin Feng sent a WeChat chat message to Shen Mengfei early in the morning, asking her if she wanted to join Feifei.

However, his message was lost in the sea, and there was no response.

Lin Feng dialed Shen Mengfei's mobile phone again, but the result was that the phone had been turned off, and Shen Mengfei could not be contacted, so Lin Feng had to put this matter aside first.

I wrote the lyrics of "Old Boy" last night, but the song has not yet been composed, Lin Feng went through the whole song again in his mind, and then began to compose the music according to memory, and he was busy for nearly an hour, and finally composed the music of "Old Boy".

The original composer of the song was Takuya Ohashi, who was actually not particularly well-known in the island country, but a song by the Chopsticks Brothers, "Old Boy", made his name widely known in China.

In this time and space, there is naturally no Ohashi Zhuomi, so the songwriter of "Old Boy" is naturally Lin Feng.

Knock Knock......

Lin Feng had just finished finishing the song of "Old Boy" when there was a knock on the door.

"Who?" Lin Feng asked as he walked towards the door.

"Hello, we are from the "Original Good Songs" column group." There was a response from outside the door.

Because of Feng Yao's appearance, Lin Feng was quite careful, he looked out through the door mirror, and sure enough, there were three or four people standing outside the door, one of them was carrying a camera, and the other was holding a microphone.

"Hello." Lin Feng opened the door and greeted politely.

"Hello Lin Feng, can we come in?" The presenter holding the microphone asked.

"Of course."

Lin Feng shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"Then bother." Several people entered the room, and the host explained as he walked: "Today is the first day of the group's proposition PK, the limit of 48 hours of creation, we are going to shoot some creative tidbits of the contestants, and it may be used when editing the program later, please cooperate." ”

"No problem, you are free, I will fully cooperate." Lin Feng smiled.

"Okay, I'll just ask a few random questions, and you can answer them truthfully." The moderator said.

Lin Feng nodded: "Okay." ”

The host greeted the camera, and then said to the camera: "We are now in the room of Lin Feng, a member of the Fanquan team, I believe everyone must be looking forward to what kind of work our MVP will create." ”

"Hello Lin Feng, may I ask what is the theme of your proposition creation this time?" The host handed the microphone to Lin Feng.

"The theme of my work is dreams." Lin Feng replied.

"Dreams, this is really a timeless and classic theme, so do you have some ideas now, or have you started your creation?" The moderator asked again.

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, and scratched his head a little embarrassed: "Nei, did you say just now that I want to answer your question truthfully?" ”

"Yes, the show strives for authenticity. However, it doesn't matter if you haven't started creating yet, after all, the limit 48 hours of creation starts at zero o'clock, and it's only nine o'clock now, and it is estimated that most of the contestants have just gotten up. The host left the steps for Lin Feng.

Lin Feng smiled: "It's not, in fact, my song has already been written, just one minute before you knock on the door......

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