"Mom...... Why do you lick the dog so much. ”

"Authorized? Agency? Lyrics? Want to eat it......"

Looking at the string of red dots in the background of the private message, Hao Yun took a bite in his heart in disgust, dragged the batch operation with his index finger, and then clicked the button to black.

From the day after he uploaded the piano version of "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold", his backstage began to receive private messages constantly.

Asked him for his contact information.

There are also questions about his music licensing.

There is even more brazen, who directly offered 10,000 yuan to buy out the entire version of his song, and asked him to delete the tune.

10,000 pieces......

Send it to Hanako!

I still want to buy out all the rights, it's a dream!

Later, as long as he was asked to fill in the words and authorize, he simply didn't reply to the message, and directly blocked him.

Just kidding, the lyrics and singer are ready, where is he willing to let others preemptively post a lyric version.

Liang Ziyuan is a person, in fact, his character is still good, at least he has nothing to say about what he said, as long as he promised something, he has never regretted it.

Although this guy occasionally has a somewhat annoying personality, at least he can be trusted.

Those passers-by who he had never even met, how could Hao Yun dare to bet on that kind of negligible probability.

This is not counting whether the other party's potential value is worth cultivating or not......

Therefore, he ignored none of those private messages.

It is also thanks to Xia Guo's copyright law that is extremely strict, otherwise with his "arrogant" attitude, I am afraid that the version of the second creation and even the plagiarized version will already be flying all over the Internet, maybe the original song will not be covered by then.

In fact, to be honest, Hao Yun was still very happy to see so many people listening to the tunes he recorded.

As a beginner who is touching the piano for the first time, to be able to achieve such a result, in addition to the arranger, how can I say that half of the credit is due to my own talent, right?

It's just that the only thing that surprised Hao Yun was that he still overestimated Liang Ziyuan's grandson after all.

Even if he has already cooked the meal and brought it to the mouth of this idiot, this thing can be completely immersed in his own world, regardless of what is happening outside.

Looking at the creator's backstage with a smile and a smile, Hao Yun really didn't expect that before this guy found out about this song, his ID of "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold" and "Yunshen Doesn't Know Anywhere" became popular in a small range in the music creator's circle.

In less than three days after uploading, the number of views has exceeded 500,000!

And the momentum of growth is not diminishing in the slightest!

The number of 500,000 doesn't sound like a lot, but it can be regarded as quite ungodly in the niche circle of music producers!

After all, how picky the tastes of users on the Audioke Network are, that is known to the whole network.

In addition, most of the users here are musicians, and there is a fairly high threshold for both taste and professionalism, and it is even more difficult to stand out as a newcomer......

[The author is talented! 】

[Woo woo, it's so good! 】

[I heard a trace of sadness from the song, and I also heard a trace of melancholy, presumably the arranger is also a person with a story! 】

[Is it convenient for the author to reply to a private message?] Woo woo, don't ignore your fans! 】

[I really want to listen to the crossword version! ] I feel that if you fill in the words, it must be very good! 】

[Yes, yes, I don't know why, it's obviously a piano piece, but it has a super national charm! ] 】

Lying on the bed and swiping his mobile phone, looking at the backstage page of Yinke.com, Hao Yun was also a little emotional for a while.

About a few minutes ago, he received an alert from the administrator.

Since the quality of the tracks meets the standards required by the website, the website has added the gold standard of "original musician" to him.

That's the gold standard that Liang Ziyuan dreamed of!

He probably never dreamed that what he had been searching for for three years had not gotten, and that it would only take him a few days to sleep on the other side of his bed......

In fact, Hao Yun doesn't care about these false names, his motto is to make a fortune in a muffled voice.

What's more, the song itself was indeed not written by himself, but came from another parallel world.

But then again.

Thanks to the popularity of the piece itself, Liang Ziyuan finally found this piece on the charts, and after lowering the score, he tried to play it twice on the guitar.

I have to say, as long as you don't open your mouth and sing blindly, this guy can play the guitar okay.

It's just that what makes Hao Yun's head full of black lines is that the guitar strings have not been plucked twice, and he began to improvise again and sing some difficult sentences.

"Can't you just not speak?" Zheng Xueqian finally got impatient, stopped the pen in his hand, and said with a painful face, "As long as you don't sing, we are still brothers." ”

Zhou Xuan, who came to 401, also nodded in agreement, and persuaded bitterly.

"That's it, you just open your mouth, good guy, my buddy Prince Yi has been cured of cerebral thrombosis for ten years."

Zhu Kening hasn't returned to the dormitory yet, so he didn't participate in the complaining, otherwise he would definitely not be left behind.

Since Liang Ziyuan played the guitar from improvised every half hour to now stable output to turn off the lights in the next bedroom, he has returned to the bedroom later and later.

"You know what."

Liang Ziyuan glanced at this "ordinary man", shook his head, and continued to immerse himself in his own world.

It wasn't until the person in the dormitory came to protest that he put down his guitar without getting enough of it.

……

Night.

After washing, Hao Yun climbed into bed, logged on to his Yinke account and took a look, and was surprised to find that three of the bunch of private messages were actually from the "hidden abyss".

Sure enough, there is a word called true fragrance.

This cold two hundred and five, after all, bowed his head in front of his talent.

Abyss: [I'm sorry, I didn't hear from you before.] 】

Abyss: [Lyrics - Attachment]

Qianyuan: [I tried to fill in the words of the song on your homepage, so can you help me read it?] 】

Seeing these three messages, Hao Yun was immediately happy.

Good guys, is it so realistic?

I blocked people before, and now I came to the door with a cheeky face, and I didn't even apologize?

Never mind.

Dad doesn't have the same knowledge as his son.

Even if you don't look at the father-son friendship of your roommates, you have to give the system a little face.

Clicking on the lyrics in the attachment at all, Hao Yun poked his fingers at the screen and edited a message to send it over.

[Big brother, your words are really a bit raunchy. 】

[Why don't you take a look at me?] 】

【Lyrics-Attachment】

After the message was sent, Hao Yun glanced at the other side of the bed quietly.

The expression on Liang Ziyuan's face didn't change much, just like he usually did.

It's just that with the light of the mobile phone, Hao Yun still faintly saw a trace of loosening from his face.

His instinct told him it was probably shock.

And it's extraordinary......

After a long while, a private message came.

Abyss: [Good Words......

Yun Shen doesn't know where to go: [Are you interested in singing? 】

Abyss: ?! 】

Yun Shen doesn't know where: [I'm asking you, do you want to sing? 】

Yun Shen doesn't know where to go: [I read your work, I feel that the timbre should be OK, if you want to sing, I can authorize you to try it.] 】

After clicking send, Hao Yun suddenly regretted that he was too attentive.

If you don't perform colderly, the results might be better?

The other end of the private message window was silent for a while.

Just when Hao Yun was about to fall asleep while waiting, a message popped up.

Abyss: [Think!! 】

Abyss: [Thank you, Great God!] 】

The moment he saw these two pieces of news, Hao Yun's whole body was in good spirits.

It's not just because Liang Ziyuan, the grandson, is finally on the road.

But at the same time, the floating window of the system popped up in front of his eyes!

[Mission: The first step towards the music scene]

[Requirements: The number of fans of Liang Ziyuan's audio account exceeded 100,000! ] 】

System Mission!

But......

A bit unexpected?

Originally, Hao Yun estimated that the task completion condition would be linked to the click-through rate of a single at most, or ask to get the first place on the list, but he didn't expect to ask for more than 100,000 fans!

To be honest, with the quality of "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold", it is not difficult to gain 100,000 fans, but the problem is that the self-arranged songs that his Ziyuan brothers sang before are too ugly!

Anyway, is that really sung by people?

It's hard to do now.

Not only did he have to pray that the idiot would sing better, but he also had to find a way to get him to delete the historical work.

If this is not deleted, it will be relied on "Fireworks Easy to Cold" to attract fans, and it will have to fall off!

At least a few days to take him off the shelves......

Just when Hao Yun was having a headache, the other end of the bed suddenly shook.

Thinking it was an earthquake, he turned off the system screen and looked up, only to see a black shadow climbing down with a ladder in his arms.

You don't have to ask to know who that person is.

Hao Yun was stunned, looked at Liang Ziyuan and asked.

“…… What are you doing? ”

"Follow your dreams."

“？？？”

Coolly put down a sentence that no one understood, Liang Ziyuan, who got dressed and had a guitar on his back, didn't talk much nonsense, pushed open the door and left, leaving Zheng Xueqian and Hao Yun, who were not asleep yet, there with a confused look.

"Did I say too much and stimulate him......" Zheng Xueqian said with a little humility, "But I'm not lying, this Dogecoin is really ugly......"

Looking at the closed bedroom door in a daze, Hao Yun slowly shook his head.

"Probably not...... Zhou Xuan, that kid said more than you. ”

If this grandson really cared about what others said, he would have cancelled the account of Yinke.com.

It's nice to see this guy working so hard, but what to say......

It's too late, isn't it?

Zhu Kening still didn't join the topic, and when he came back, he fell asleep, turned over and continued to nap.

"Purr...... Rumble...... Whew......"

In the entire 401 bedroom, the most calm is only this dormitory director.

I fell asleep on time at eleven o'clock, the thunder could not move, and I couldn't wake up when the sky fell.

Listening to the rhythm of this snoring, Hao Yun estimated that Brother Kening was afraid that he had already driven a tank in his dream, and was simulating an engine with his nose, and hurried to cure athlete's foot.

couldn't bear to wake him up and complain together, Hao Yun and Zheng Xueqian glanced at each other, and lay back silently.

Let's hope this guy is okay......

It's best to stay away from people when practicing songs, it's a trivial matter to be caught by the dormitory manager or security guard, don't get a stuffy stick in your back.

Listening to Ah Huang's whine faintly coming from downstairs, Hao Yun sighed, shrunk into the quilt, and closed his eyes.

Tonight is destined to be another sleepless night......

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