Chapter 187

When is the right time, Wang Fan feels that after the Origin Chinese Network has produced enough good books, it is the really right time, and at that time, the Origin Chinese Network will open the era of major adaptations.

Countless works will be published by publishers and adapted into comic films, TV series.

……

Wang Fan stayed at home and spent half a month.

Unknowingly, Wang Fan has been in this world for more than half a year, and a semester is about to end.

The winter vacation is coming, and just when the winter vacation is about to end, Li Ningxue, the president of the student union and Wang Fan's girlfriend, contacted Wang Fan.

"Hey, Ning Xue, did you call me for something? Didn't you say you were going to be busy with the final party? Wang Fan picked up the phone and asked suspiciously.

Li Ningxue, who was on the other end of the phone, heard Wang Fan's words, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a hint of charm, charming, and confused smile: "I called you to talk about the final party."

Hearing this, Wang Fan frowned, Wang Fan clearly remembered that yesterday, he asked Li Ningxue to go out to watch a movie and go on a date, but in the end he was rejected by Li Ningxue.

Li Ningxue's refusal is that he has something to be busy with, and the thing he is busy with is the final party.

"Didn't you tell me about this yesterday?" Wang Fan frowned and asked on the phone suspiciously.

"Ah, actually, I called you today to ask you for something."

"What's the matter?"

Hearing Li Ningxue's words, Wang Fan had a bad premonition in his heart, and he felt that Li Ningxue's request for his own thing must have asked him to perform at the final party. Sure enough, what Li Ningxue said next. It's to ask Wang Fan. Let Wang Fan go to the graduation party to participate in the performance.

Although Wang Fan didn't really want to participate in this graduation party. But he was asked by his girlfriend, but Wang Fan would not disappoint his girlfriend Li Ningxue.

"Well, on the day of the graduation party, I'll go to the school to perform." Wang Fan said lightly, his voice was full of a helpless and helpless tone.

"You're the best, Momoda." Li Ningxue heard on the phone that Wang Fan was willing to attend the school's final party, and the smile on the corner of her mouth rose even more. The smile on the corner of his mouth made the male college student not far away see it, and he was stunned all of a sudden.

It can be imagined how beautiful Li Ningxue is now.

"By the way, Wang Fan, what are you going to perform at the party?" Li Ningxue asked Wang Fan.

"Well, I haven't figured it out yet."

"Then Wang Fan, what will you do?" Li Ningxue asked into the phone: "Singing, dancing?"

"Well, I can sing a little bit, but it's not very good, as for dancing. I'm really weak, I can't jump at all. ”

"Uh. Otherwise, Wang Fan, you don't have to consider my suggestion, you can read poetry, reciting poetry and composing poetry is your strength, if you believe in poetry, you will definitely be able to read good poetry. ”

"Of course, if I recite a poem, of course I can make a good poem that is unparalleled in the world, and even unparalleled in the world." Li Ningxue's words came from the phone, and Wang Fan immediately said with great confidence.

After all, Wang Fan has a golden finger of the cultural system, if there is a person with this golden finger who can't write good poems, then no one in this world can make good poems.

"Although I am confident in writing poetry, I am not going to write poetry this time." Wang Fan thought about it, and finally decided not to do poetry this time, but to change to other programs.

"What, if you don't write poetry, then what do you want to do."

"The singing you said before was not bad, so I'll go and sing." Wang Fan said into the phone with a faint smile.

"Sing, don't. What I said just now is nonsense, don't sing or compose poetry. ”

Hearing Li Ningxue's words, Wang Fan was silent for a while and then made a firm voice on the phone, "Since I have decided to sing, then I will definitely continue to sing." ”

Hearing Wang Fan's words, Li Ningxue was silent.

"Do you need me to practice singing with you?" Li Ningxue is very skeptical of Wang Fan's singing ability.

Li Ningxue believes very much in Wang Fan's ability to compose poetry. But singing, Li Ningxue has no confidence at all, only worries.

"You don't need to accompany me to practice singing, I'm absolutely OK Ningxue when singing, you are still busy with the final party, you, the president of the student union, must lead everyone in this kind of thing and let them know how this party should be held."

"Got it." Hearing Wang Fan's words on the phone, Li Ningxue finally believed a little bit in Wang Fan's singing ability.

After hanging up the phone, Li Ningxue continued to be busy with the affairs of the party, while Wang Fan stopped the code words and prepared to spend the next few days of updates with the manuscripts that had already been written and stored in the computer.

During these few daytime hours, Wang Fan is ready to carefully choose a song in the cultural system.

Although the song only has words, there is still a melody in Wang Fan's memory, and in the constant stuttering, Wang Fan finally sang a song out, and the name of that song is called, Little Apple.

Why did Wang Fan sing this song, because Wang Fan was almost brainwashed by this song when he was on another earth.

The song that Wang Fan remembers most clearly is this little apple. I remember the singing incident most clearly, that is, the square dance incident of dancing the little apple.

Countless squares were occupied by square dancing aunts, and those aunts were dancing Little Apple, at that time, the song Little Apple washed the brains of countless people, and at that time, Little Apple ranked first in the hundred, degree hot search list, and it still hasn't fallen for a long time.

Wang Fan remembered the lyrics and melody of this song clearly, and Wang Fan sang this song in half an hour.

I planted a seed, and today it bears fruit, and today is a great day......

After singing, Wang Fan found that the little apple sung was not very good. It can even be said that the little apple singing is a little ugly.

Wang Fan frowned, and searched in the cultural system in his mind, but this search found that there is a stave in the cultural system.

Seeing the five-line score of this little apple, Wang Fan's eyes lit up, and he secretly said in his heart that it was you.

Wang Fan, who was thinking so, hurriedly turned on the computer and downloaded a software to make staves, and after the download was completed, Wang Fan made background music according to the stave score of the little apple in his head.

After setting up for half an hour, Wang Fan, a layman, finally figured out the score of Little Apple, and after making the score, Wang Fan turned on the stereo, and then played the score set in the software. (To be continued......)