Chapter Twenty-Five: One Hundred Away from Being a Millionaire

I don't know if the popularity of "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold" gave Liang Ziyuan courage, or the video of the ghost animal area of Station B stimulated his heart yearning for art.

And it's just a good song, this guy prefers to sing those self-composed songs that he came up with with a pat on the head, with a few lyrics that no one understands, and call it art.

Sometimes Hao Yun even feels that if he can insist on himself to this extent as if no one else is around, this guy is also quite strong in a sense.

At least, he perfectly interpreted that sentence -

As long as I don't feel embarrassed, it's you who are embarrassed.

Looking at Brother Ziyuan with a sincere face, Hao Yun couldn't help but persuade him.

"Brother, why don't you sing fireworks and get cold, I heard you play it once last time, it was quite good...... Why didn't you play it later? ”

Liang Ziyuan didn't raise his head, and the movements in his hands didn't stop at all.

"What you have mastered, even if you play it a thousand or ten thousand times, it is impossible to break through yourself...... I want to make my own music. ”

Hao Yun: "......"

Zheng Xueqian: "......"

Damn, this guy is too good to pretend!

But to Hao Yun's surprise, apart from himself, no one in this bedroom could hear that the abyss was his vest?

And Liang Ziyuan, this guy himself is calm enough, and he didn't tell anyone that he was the abyss.

I don't know if he is really not interested in fame and fortune, or if he is purely a wrong tendon in his head.

The only thing who hasn't complained about him disturbing the people in the past few days is Zhou Xuan, who came from the next bedroom.

This little fat man recently cut a ghost animal video and became a little popular, which can be regarded as a taste of sweetness. In order to cater to the requirements of those dog fans, he has been listening to bad songs day and night recently to find materials, and Mo Kang naturally followed.

"Haha, good brother, you're so right! What's the point of singing someone else's song? If we want to sing, we will sing our own! In this way, if I record it for you, it will definitely be popular on station B! ”

Hearing the word station B, Liang Ziyuan's brows suddenly twitched violently.

Probably poked in some sore spot, his fingers playing the guitar paused slightly, and his gaze suddenly drifted out of the window.

"It's only been a few days."

Looking at Liang Ziyuan, who suddenly played deeply, the three people in the bedroom were subconsciously stunned.

Zhou Xuan swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice, "...... What's just these days? ”

"After a while, when the living expenses come down and I can earn some money from my part-time job, I will apply for a card in the piano room outside, and compose music while earning money part-time," Liang Ziyuan said lightly, plucking a few strings on the guitar, "I won't be practicing in the dormitory at that time." ”

Hearing this, Hao Yun was moved, this guy can be regarded as having a bit of a conscience.

Zheng Xueqian, who was sitting under the bed and writing hard, was the same, and he was so excited that he even threw away the pen for the question.

"Big, when is it?"

Liang Ziyuan thought about it and gave an uncertain answer.

"After military training?"

Hao Yun: "......"

Zheng Xueqian: "......"

Zhou Xuan: "......"

it!

After military training!?

Why not next month?

The only consolation is that I heard that the month of military training would be tiring.

Maybe I'll be able to get him to stop a little bit......

……

"Hahaha...... You're willing to be funny. But he likes music so much, why didn't he apply for a music major instead, but learned computer science? ”

The canteen at the gate of the river.

Listening to Hao Yun talk about what happened in the bedroom yesterday, Lin Mengmeng leaned back with a smile.

The two met by chance when they were queuing in front of the stall of yellow braised chicken and rice, Hao Yun wanted to pretend not to see it, but this guy beckoned to him, and he had to walk over with a plate.

"Tease? That's because you didn't hear his ghost crying wolf howl," Hao Yun, who mixed the soup into the rice and mixed it with chopsticks, rolled his eyes and said, "The ghost knows why he doesn't study music, and I'm more curious about why he likes music." ”

I don't know if it's a problem with my own expression, or if this guy's laughter is too low, Hao Yun didn't get a laugh from it at all.

And speaking of which, how does this broken system determine the potential value?

He can understand that the potential value has nothing to do with the current ability, after all, there is really no way to make a conclusion about life, some people can become giants even if they are in a wheelchair, and some people are just fleas even if they are born on the shoulders of giants.

But, there has to be some sign that people can see, right?

At least so far, except for He Ping, who is in the next bedroom, is a little bit of a mathematician, in Hao Yun's eyes, none of the others meet his "personality".

Including, the one sitting across from him.

Obviously, I studied music, and my interest is singing and playing the piano, but my talent is acting?

To be honest, he even thinks that in terms of acting skills alone, Ah Huang downstairs in his bedroom may be a little more professional......

"Anla, it's normal, everyone came over like this when they were freshmen, from the first time they met to get acquainted with each other, there was always a run-in process," with the expression of a person who came over, Lin Mengmeng continued in an old-fashioned manner, "When you reach your sophomore year, you shouldn't have the energy to toss these things!" ”

Hao Yun glanced at her, too lazy to speak.

Waiting until I get to my sophomore year?

I've finished my graduate studies!

However, the diploma and experience are from the previous life, and the Xia Kingdom in this life may not be universal......

"Anyway, aren't you spicy like this?"

"It's okay, I didn't feel anything when I ate it......" Glancing at the picked out green peppers on Lin Mengmeng's plate, Hao Yun asked casually, "You are a native of Jiangcheng, can't you eat spicy?" ”

"Well, I don't like to eat it since I was a child, at most I can accept the kind of green peppers that are not very spicy," Lin Mengmeng shook his head with a bitter face, "But my sister is super good at eating, and she is also like you, she likes to mix chili peppers and vegetable soup in rice." ”

"The yellow stewed chicken is okay, I don't feel too spicy." Hao Yun glanced at his bowl, and there were a few more red ones than hers.

In other words, does yellow stewed chicken have a soul if it is not spicy?

At least he can't get it.

"Hey, I don't know you pepper stars very well...... Yes! That's right," Suddenly thinking of something, Lin Mengmeng suddenly became energetic, and looked at Hao Yun with bright eyes, "I heard a super beautiful song recently, and I almost forgot to share it with you!" Do you have an account on Audioke.com? I'll go straight to it. ”

"I ...... No," Hao Yun wanted to say yes, but as soon as he heard that she wanted Aite herself, he immediately changed his words, "What song?" You should send it to me on WeChat. ”

Lin Mengmeng's eyes lit up and said: "Fireworks are easy to get cold!" ”

Hearing this name, Hao Yun almost choked on the half-swallowed meal.

Not noticing the strange expression on his face, Lin Mengmeng continued with great interest.

"That song is really good! Although the singer sings in general, and even seems to me to be a little amateurish, but I tell you about that tune, it's just beautiful! ”

"Uh, is that an exaggeration?"

"Of course!" Lin Mengmeng looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Our tutor even specifically mentioned this piece in class, and praised the use of xi and fa in the song!" Let me tell you, this is our homework for this week, asking to write an appreciation essay on its pure piano version...... Hey? What happened to you? Is there something uncomfortable? ”

"Nothing...... I was choked just now, and it's already fine. ”

"Be careful," as he said, Lin Mengmeng took out a pack of tissues from his bag and handed it to Hao Yun, frowning his eyebrows and saying, "You boys are eating too fast." ”

"Maybe it's a habit I developed in high school, maybe I will get rid of it after a while."

After saying thank you, Hao Yun returned the remaining tissues to Lin Mengmeng.

However, the surprise that remained in his heart still did not subside.

He really didn't expect that the song of "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold" could be so highly praised by professionals, and even entered the eyes of music professors at top universities like Jiangcheng University.

He didn't know if the university named after Jiangcheng in the previous life had made achievements in music, but in this life, several art schools of Jiangcheng University still had a very good status in the art world of Xia Kingdom, and the level of professors was even extraordinary.

I didn't expect this popular music song to have such profound knowledge, and we are really not good at learning......

It's a shame to say that when he was playing this piece at that time, Hao Yun just thought it sounded good, but he didn't know what was good, and he didn't even think about music theory at all.

Also lost before he didn't go violent. Lu's vest "Yun Shen doesn't know where to go" is his own, otherwise if a reporter asks him how he completed this piece, he may not be able to answer.

Secretly saying in his heart that it was dangerous, Hao Yun was about to divert this topic that made him feel a little threatened, but Lin Mengmeng, who was sitting opposite him, supported his cheeks with his hands, and sighed with his lower lips.

"Hey."

“…… What's wrong? ”

"It's nothing, I just think the lyrics and the tunes are so beautiful. If only that Yun Shen could write a poem for the little woman. I bet I'm going to sing at least 1.5 times better than his current partner! ”

1.5 times?

Brother, be confident, it must be a 3-fold start!

Ah Huang downstairs is better than his call.

In the end, Hao Yun decided to save some face for his tool man brother, and did not continue to complain about his singing voice in front of others.

However, Lin Mengmeng seems to be a little superior.

"Well, if it really doesn't work...... It's good to see each other. ”

"Uh, what did you say?"

"I'm going to see you."

Pouting, her eyes glinting like a meteor.

Hao Yun could guess what thoughts were hidden behind the nymphomaniac's expression just by looking at it.

It may be an exaggeration to say that she has a lustful heart.

But there are definitely emotions like worship.

"Hey, it would be nice if I could spend money to buy songs, but he won't reply to my messages," as he spoke, Lin Mengmeng's eyes were full of grievances, and the chopsticks in his hand were about to break, "You know what? That guy is too much, if he doesn't reply to my messages, forget it, he actually blocked me! ”

Belch?

Blocking?

Thinking of those accounts that had been operated in batches before, Hao Yun suddenly felt a little weak.

“…… Could it be a misunderstanding? ”

"Misunderstanding? Impossible," Lin Mengmeng sighed, looked at the ceiling and muttered, "But I'm also at fault, I shouldn't have mentioned the money to him......"

Money?

Unconsciously held his breath for two seconds.

Hao Yun adjusted his emotions and continued to ask tentatively.

“…… What exactly did you say to him? ”

"I sent him a private message and asked him if he could exclusively license that song to me for a million and let me sing it alone, or help me write a similar tune."

One-

Million?!

Hao Yun had a knee-jerk reflex, kicked off the chair and stood up, propping his hands on the table.

"Much, how much?!"

"One million," Lin Mengmeng was stunned, looked at Hao Yun who stood up excitedly, and whispered, "Is it too much?" Actually, I haven't paid anyone to compose music, but I've only heard that it's usually expensive. ”

"It's not expensive! It's not expensive at all! ”

Hao Yun, who sat back again, and Hao Yun, who had passed by with a huge sum of money, felt that his voice trembled, and tried to persuade in a redeeming manner.

"Art is priceless! You should add him again and let him see your perseverance and perseverance in art! ”

"Forget it," sighed softly, Lin Mengmeng's face was full of self-blame and regret, and he buried his chin in his elbow with a slight loss, "Later, I thought about it, my behavior is indeed too impolite, art should be pure, and such a clearly marked price is simply an insult to art......"

As she spoke, her emotions became more and more excited, and she sobbed a little.

"Woo woo, I actually did such an excessive thing to my idol. I'm sorry Brother Yunshen, I will never do this again! ”

However, there are people who are more remorseful than her.

A sentence drilled into his ears, and Hao Yun only felt that there was a knife, stabbing left and right in his heart.

He couldn't wait to be born again, go back to that night a few days ago, take a good look at the content of those private messages, and then decide who to block and who to keep.

But now, it's too late to say anything.

A million......

Who would have thought that every time I joked about the call of a rich woman, this guy was really a rich woman?!

Still with a trace of unrealistic illusions, Hao Yun, who had eased up, asked unrelentingly.

"Where did you get the million?"

What if it's just a joke?

Except that the mobile phone is a little more expensive, he really doesn't feel that this guy looks like a rich second generation, at most the kind with slightly better family conditions, such as parents are cultural people or something.

"Of course, I borrowed it from my father first," Lin Mengmeng said as a matter of course, "as long as I don't squander it wantonly, he will definitely borrow it!" When I become a big singer in the future, I can make money and pay him back...... Hmm, what's wrong with you? ”

“…… It's nothing. ”

Leaning back on the chair without love, Hao Yun, who almost became a millionaire, stared at the bowl with straight eyes, and even his favorite yellow stewed chicken was not fragrant.

Iniquity......

This time it's a real evil!