The living room is very dark.

The moonlight shines through the balcony and through the kitchen, and the sleeping kitchen utensils are faintly illuminated. The bright light finally showed a corner of the living room.

The clock hanging on the wall was still "ticking" and walking, Lin Xin sat on the sofa and sighed slightly.

Love, what is it?

Love is something that haunts you.

So Lin Xin is extremely sure that he loves the stage!

What is a dream? She didn't know that, because she only loved the feeling of being on stage and didn't have any goals.

As long as you can stand on stage and sing, it's fine.

In the past, Lin Xin felt that singers were the most important, because songs were sung by singers, but now she understands why Yang Haitao wants to ask for songs everywhere, just like Mai Na, divas have to invite songs, because to determine the quality of a song, the creator is far more important than the singer!

"Sister Na is famous, and Yang Haitao has connections, but where can I go to ask for songs?"

Lin Xin knew that he was not qualified to invite songs, and he was just begging for songs. 、

That's it, I don't know if those songwriters will give it to her. Even if she gives, will she be able to afford it?

In Huanhai, she and the other two members of the group have released an album, if you add the money earned from commercial performances, she can buy even 100,000 songs, but the key is, who will sell it to her?

Although there is a standard for the remuneration and creation fee of standard songwriters in the industry, it is only on the surface, generally famous creators will show new works to familiar singers, and if they do not meet the other party's style, they will be circulated, but this will also be bought by major record companies, where can she get a small role like her who is not famous and has no connections.

Last year, I heard that someone pestered Teacher Yang Guili closely, and then got two songs from the other party, which was very popular, but since then, Teacher Yang has publicly stated that the other party has no creator willing to give his work until now, and it has gradually disappeared from the public.

Lin Xin felt that she couldn't be so faceless and skinless, nothing, and thin-skinned...... Alas!

Lin Xin sighed again, supported his chin with his hands, and stared at the dim living room in a daze.

The hour hand turned round and round, and it was not until the clock struck midnight that she got up and went back to her room.

Pushing open the door, Lin Xin unexpectedly saw that the lights in the room were still on.

Her younger sister Lin Xiaoru sat on the bed, the quilt was on her lap, and she dozed vigorously.

She opened her eyes wistfully when she heard the door knock.

"What have you been doing, so long." My sister asked, rubbing her eyes.

"Why don't you sleep after talking about work?" Lin Xin wanted to pull down the quilt covering her sister's lap, but the latter suddenly became energetic.

Her eyes lit up, and then she was pleasantly surprised.

"Alas, sister, I found out, the two of us are sisters!"

"It's not a kiss, it can be fake." Lin Xin glanced at her with disgust.

Lin Xiaoru's head shook like a rattle: "No, you wait, I'll show you." ”

Lin Xin saw her sister rummaging things again, and turned around to spread her quilt.

"Here, sister, you see, isn't it a coincidence?"

Lin Xin didn't care about it originally, but when she finished laying out the quilt and looked at her sister's address book, she was stunned for a moment.

She snatched the small notebook of the address book, a little incredulous.

She wiped her eyes and looked!

Qi Jie

Phone......

ICQ……

Same!

The name and phone number in the address book are exactly the same as the information she remembers on paper!

"Where did you find that!?"

She asked hurriedly. The heart seems to be clenched.

"What are you looking for? My friend! ”

Lin Xin opened her mouth in shock, she was really shocked.

"At the beginning of the year, alas, I didn't go out to travel before the Chinese New Year, and I met a friend with good Chinese language skills in Shanghai, and we played together for many days. I showed you her poems. ”

Weicheng is light and dusty towards Yuyi, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. Persuade you to have a glass of wine, and there is no one in Shanghai in the west.

Lin Xin vaguely remembered that her sister had told her about it on the phone, but ...... But the problem is that that's not the point right now!

Lin Xin felt dizzy when she was hit by a huge pie.

This is even Yang Haitao is willing to spend 100,000 yuan plus 2% commission to take the song from the creator, and even Huanhai Zhao has to contact the other party through the relationship of wishing, her sister, a college student actually knows!?

And it's still a good friend with that mysterious creator!

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Xiaoru wondered.

Lin Xin forced herself to calm down.

She said, "Oh? What about her? ”

"It's good, I'll tell you sister......" Lin Xiaoru was very excited when she said this, and she started chattering.

Lin Xin listened, and her heart gradually became reassured.

Although she said that she was a friend of her sister, she didn't know her. rashly let my sister invite songs, not to mention whether the other party will give it, even if it will, I'm afraid it will hurt the relationship between my sister and the other party.

But......

If she doesn't pass Xiaoru, how can she get the song?

"Oh, it's fine. What a coincidence. ”

"No, it's not right, it's really wrong!"

Lin Xiaoru got off the bed and looked Lin Xin up and down, who was uncomfortable with her.

"What are you doing?"

"When you were a child, you lied like this, what is the matter, can you talk to me, who is a sister? Maybe I can help. ”

Lin Xin smiled.

Seeing that she was silent, Lin Xiaoru wrinkled her nose and snorted softly.

Watching my sister climb into her bed with a grinning ass.

For a moment, she wanted to take care of everything and tell her sister directly.

Tell her that this friend of yours is actually a very powerful creator, and her works are even the big names in the company, and my sister begs her to let her give her a song too!

But no.

Not really.

Lin Xin knows that her strong character is Cao Dan, but she is this character, it has been more than 20 years, and she can't change it.

Besides, she felt that even if she got a song in this way, it would be disrespectful to this creator named Qi Jie.

Even Yang Haitao has to come to the door to invite the song in person, why should he put up a shelf?

Is she eligible?

Lin Xin is strong, hard-working, and diligent, although she has many congenital conditions that are not as good as others, but she still thinks that she can do it with her acquired efforts.

It will definitely work!

But if there is any advantage of Lin Xin, it is that he is self-aware.

It's ridiculous to say. But it really is.

Self-knowledge, although the words are derogatory, but there are seven out of ten adults in this world who do not have self-knowledge.

An idea was born in Lin Xin's heart.

She wants to invite songs!

Visit in person and ask for a song of her own!

Although she didn't want to, she still had to come to the door in the name of her sister, so that people wouldn't feel presumptuous with this excuse.

Well, this is all a pretext, in fact, it is to increase the success rate of seeking songs.

There are still five or six days left before this commercial performance, and Lin Xin plans to take a plane to the market early tomorrow morning, and then visit this creator, and then rush back to the commercial performance immediately after getting the song.

She wants to stay on stage, so the next album has to be good anyway!

With apprehension, Lin Xin didn't fall asleep until the second half of the night.

In dreams

lamplight

applause

scream

The spotlight shone on her, and she held the microphone and sang loudly on stage.

It's the most beautiful picture in the world.