At ten o'clock in the evening, Ye Chen left the study room and returned to the dormitory.

"It's really bullish, three hours, just three hours, Goddess Kiki's scarf has made headlines."

"More than 200,000 retweets and more than 300,000 comments, such a high popularity, let other actresses live."

Ye Chen had just walked to the door of the bedroom when he heard Feng Ming's shouting.

Ye Chen just smiled lightly at this, pushed the door and walked in.

"Brother Chen, you may not know it after patronizing and studying, Mengqi came up with a particularly nice melody, and the comments on the scarf exploded, I will read two to you."

As he spoke, Feng Ming read:

"Those who praise me are the boyfriends of the goddess of dreams."

It was followed by more than 10,000 likes.

"Wow, the melody is so beautiful, Mark will use it at the wedding."

It was followed by more than 8,000 likes.

"The live broadcast pulls out the hair, and one likes pulls out the other."

There are more than 20,000 likes behind this comment.

"This melody is beautiful and crying, it must be the masterpiece of the goddess of dreams, but why is there no lyrics?"

There are more than 30,000 likes in the back.

"It's too late..."

Reading this, Feng Ming suddenly stopped.

Ye Chen leaned closer and looked at the screen of his mobile phone, and immediately burst out laughing.

This comment is:

"It's too late, the top hits are SB, praise me."

Ye Chen smiled as soon as he saw the avatar that posted this comment, this avatar was Feng Ming's goods.

This product has always been high-profile, and the WeChat avatar around the neck uses its own photos.

"Look, there are more than 30,000 likes, and everyone agrees with you."

Ye Chen snatched Feng Ming's mobile phone as he spoke, and silently clicked on the "like" in the back.

Immediately, Ye Chen turned on the computer and logged in to Midsummer Chenfeng's account.

After logging in, the text message on the site buzzed out.

"Congratulations to my dear Midsummer Chenfeng, your lyrics and songs have been selected by Mengqi, and 50,000 yuan has been put into your love singing treasure, please check."

"Buzz"

Immediately, another text message from the station was sent.

"This melody is really amazing, even if it is no matter the lyrics, it is beyond my imagination, well, these 50,000 yuan will hit you love to sing."

The first station is sent by the system, and the second is sent by Mengqi.

"It seems that Mengqi really chose my lyrics and songs."

Looking at the extra 50,000 yuan balance on Ai Sing Bao, Ye Chen's heart was happy.

He really needs money right now.

Not only the cost of living, but also Lao Ye's work.

Ye Chen didn't want Ye Yonglin to do that special job that was harmful to his body again, he didn't want to do it for a minute.

It's just that Ye Chen still can't figure out why Meng Qi only emitted a melody.

"This 'melody is fantastic, even if it doesn't matter what the lyrics' mean, does it mean that the melody alone is worth 50,000 yuan, or is it not optimistic about the lyrics?"

"Ding Dong"

Just as Ye Chen was thinking about it, Feng Ming's scarf rang again.

"Goddess Mengqi is scarf again."

"What's the content?"

Ye Chen asked.

"I'll read it to you."

Saying that, Feng Ming read it again:

"I believe that all the little pot friends will be strange that there are no lyrics, well, then it's up to you. Since you all call me a little diva of love songs, let's write a lot of sweet words... Oh, I almost forgot, the melody was created by 'Midsummer Morning Wind', Morning Breeze, looking forward to the next collaboration. ”

After reading it, Feng Mingzui was not idle:

"Rely on it, rely on it, this melody is really not created by the goddess of dreams, Midsummer Morning Breeze? Who is this midsummer morning breeze, a famous composer in the circle? ”

Confused, Feng Ming began to search on the Internet.

And Ye Chen's thoughts at the moment were naturally different from Feng Ming's.

"It seems that Mengqi really doesn't want to use my lyrics."

However, Ye Chen also figured it out, and it was normal for Meng Qi not to use his lyrics.

Every singer will have their own style, and once the style is formed, it is difficult to change it.

In other words, they dare not change.

After all, many people like you because they like the style.

If the style changes, the loss of a large number of fans will outweigh the loss.

Changing style is too risky, and because there are so many examples of failures, it takes a lot of courage to make a change.

Some out-of-fashion singers may try to change their style to strive for a second peak in their lives, but Mengqi is clearly not in this case.

Mengqi's career is on the rise, and it is a critical period to establish the status of the queen of songs.

It would be too risky to change your style at this time.

The truth is just as Ye Chen thought.

In a building in the most prosperous area of Shangjing City, the coffee in Mengqi's hand was raised and put down.

The brilliant lights reflected her cold face, but she didn't know what this iceberg beauty was thinking.

After weighing it many times, Meng Qi still gave up Ye Chen's lyrics.

It's not that the lyrics are not beautiful, just in terms of lyrics, 50,000 yuan is worth it, but it doesn't fit the style of Mengqi's love song diva.

Breaking through the style, Mengqi's heart is still a little bottomless.

However, despite this, Ye Chen felt that Meng Qi was still too conservative this time.

"Without that lyrics, it's hard to find something that is attached to the melody and artistic conception, and Mengqi can be regarded as a loss this time."

Ye Chen felt that if Meng Qi dared to boldly accept this lyrics, it would not only make the little diva's godhead more stable, but also capture the hearts of a large number of fans again and further expand his fans.

It's just that this is Meng Qi's own choice, and Ye Chen can't say anything.

The lyrics and songs were brought to the Aising network for sale, and since the people had already paid for it, Ye Chen had no right to interfere with anything.

What's more, Ye Chen didn't bother to pay attention to these.

What he needed was the 50,000 dollars, and he still had a lot of things to do.

"Because I still have dreams, I still put you in my heart, I am always easily moved by the past, and I always feel heartache for you..."

Ye Chen's phone rang again.

"Hey, what's the matter with the little girl, I'm hungry this time."

Picking up the phone, Ye Chen said to Ye Fei.

"Midsummer Morning Breeze, are you Midsummer Morning Breeze?"

Ye Fei on the other end of the phone did not answer Ye Chen's question, but asked in a very high tone as soon as he came up.

"Ah, oh, yes, what's wrong little girl."

"Hmph, you still asked me what's wrong, liar brother, sure enough, it's you, when I was at home before, I asked you what you were doing when you registered for Midsummer Morning Breeze, and you said that you were just singing and shopping."

"What do you say about this melody of Goddess Mengqi, everyone mentions the midsummer morning breeze in the scarf, isn't this my brother?"

Ye Chen didn't follow Fei'er's words, because he knew that it would make this little girl even more arrogant:

"Well, let's not mention this first, then I really want to hear someone say that if this melody was written by my brother, what would someone do?"

As soon as Ye Chen's words came out, Ye Fei suddenly lost the momentum of his previous tsundere's attack.

"People, have you said anything... Besides, people are just a little girl now, what do you want to do?"

Ye Fei on the other end of the phone was full of shyness and vigilance.

"Little girl, where is it?"

"Also, you said that you can't do anything to you because you're a little girl, that means you can do it when you grow up?"

After all, Ye Chen studied many online novels when he was on Earth, and after writing Fantasy Street, he studied urban romance, and now he is teasing his sister Ye Fei, which happens to be useful.

Ye Fei on the other end of the phone subconsciously looked down at his small chest, and then yelled at Ye Chen:

"I hate it, shameless brother, I mean I'm only fourteen years old, so I'm so young."

Ye Chen listened to the roaring sound and put the phone away from his ears:

"That's what my brother thinks, is there anything else?"

"No, no."

Ye Fei said with a blushing face.

"Well, wait for me at the Times Cafe, I'll buy snacks and send them to you."

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Ye Chen was not in a hurry to walk towards the Times Cafe.

He first transferred the money from Ai Sing Bao to his bank card before leaving the bedroom.

When he came to the ATM, Ye Chen looked at a bank card number on his mobile phone, and transferred 49,000 yuan to the card, leaving only 1,000 yuan for himself.

That card number belonged to Ye's father, and now that he had money, Ye Chen's first thought was to call Ye's father for the money, because he really didn't want Lao Ye to do the original job again.

Taking out a hundred yuan to buy some pine tower cakes and some grapes, Ye Chen walked towards the Times Cafe.

Through his memory, Ye Chen knew that these two snacks were Fei'er's favorite food.

"Wow, a delicious snack is coming, midsummer morning breeze, ...

Ye Fei snatched the pine tower cake and grapes over, and handed Ye Chen a cup of coffee.

"Shhh, be quiet, Midsummer Morning Breeze is a big star now, how can you talk nonsense."

Ye Chen stretched out two fingers and pressed them on Ye Fei's delicate and elastic little mouth.

Immediately picked up a grape and stuffed it into Ye Fei's small mouth.

Ye Fei swallowed the grape, looked around with her smart eyes, and saw that no one was paying attention here, so she continued:

"Brother, you are Midsummer Morning Breeze, and you didn't tell Fei'er, it's really hateful."

Ye Chen smiled:

"Haven't you had time to tell me about my lovely Fei'er?"

"I'll just say that my Ye Fei's brother is the most powerful, hmph, I'll see who dares to say bad things about my brother in the future."

The little girl puffed up her chest and said proudly.

Ye Chen thought of something at this time.

"Little girl, you've heard that melody many times and memorized it."

"Of course I can remember it, I can remember such a simple and clean melody once I listen to it."

Ye Fei stared at Ye Chen with wide eyes, not knowing what tricks his brother was going to do.

"Well, let me tell you, in fact, in addition to the melody, I sent Meng Qi the lyrics, but the lyrics are too literary and subtle, and they are not suitable for Meng Qi's style."

Hearing this, Ye Fei hurriedly said with the grapes in his mouth:

"There's lyrics, take them."

Ye Chen smiled and said:

"I just want you to sing and see if it sounds good."

After taking the lyrics and thinking about the melody, Ye Fei sang seriously:

"I've seen torrential rain in the desert, I've seen sharks kissed by the sea, I've seen twilight chasing dawn, but I've never seen you"

"I know that beauty will grow old, there is life beyond life, I know that there are verses in the wind, I don't know you"

"I've heard of desolation turning into bustle, I've heard of dust burying castles, I've heard of the sky rejecting birds, I've never heard of you"

From the first line of lyrics, Ye Fei was completely immersed in it.

So much so that she sang louder and louder, forgetting that she was in a café.

And Ye Chen has never interrupted the little sister who is immersed in happiness.

"I tolerate the freezing of the spring in June, the life of the twilight, the hesitation of the world, but I don't tolerate you"

"I forgot to be on an isolated island, forgot that tears are just jokes, forgot a hundred years of silent slogans, and failed to forget you"

"I want a better and rounder moon, I want the madness of the unknown, I want the publicity, I want you."

At the end of the song, a crystal teardrop fell from the corner of Ye Fei's eyes and fell on Ye Chen's mobile phone screen.

In the place where the teardrop was hidden, there were a few words that were distorted by the teardrop, but they were still wonderful.

It is the title of this song that is covered by tears: "Song of Wonderful Abilities"